"Dad, who are you talking on the phone with? You're so angry."

Bai Mo turned his head and looked at his daughter: "Xinya, are you going out?"

"Well, Sister Yiru and Sister Ruyi asked me to go out for fun."

"Then you go, be careful on the way, I'll let Xiao Chen go with you."

"No, that's your bodyguard, I don't want it." Bai Xinya said and escaped from the doorstep.

Bai Mo smiled and shook his head. In the past two days, he had always been thinking about the child's affairs.

He always felt that the child had something to do with him, but he couldn't think of any reason even if he racked his brains.

Bai Mo thought about it and picked up the phone again: "Hey, Ms. Liu Rongmei? Hello, we met at the last Renai Charity Party. My surname is Bai. It's like this. I want to donate one million rmb... Don't get me wrong. I'm not kidding, nor do I want to launder money... I know this, but I actually want to adopt a child..."

"Of course...of course, I will transfer my identity and household registration certificate to you later. Do you still need to go there in person... That's it, okay... Then let's do it. I will go to Renai Orphanage in the near future."

Bai Mo actually didn't want to step into Renai Orphanage again, because he always felt a kind of depression there.

Of course, his purpose is not to adopt a child. He actually mainly wants to get detailed information. He wants to see if there is any information left by Liu Rongmei.

However, Liu Rongmei said that the adoption of orphans must have detailed identity certificates and household registration certificates, as well as work certificates, income certificates, etc., and they must also be personally traveled. It is not allowed to be handled between two places.

This is also a clear legal provision. Adoption of lost orphanages is not allowed in other places. It is not allowed to use orphanages and certain criminals to abduct children.

Of course, people like Bai Mo are allowed to adopt an orphan, as long as his information is fine, the meaning of the existence of an orphanage is not only to support orphans, but also hope that they can have a family.

People like Bai Mo who are rich in wealth are more favored by orphanages. In addition to hoping for the happiness of adopting orphans, orphanages also hope that families who adopt orphans will not have financial pressure.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe the private detective Han Xiang he was looking for, but because Han Xiang always has a bad habit, that is, no matter big or small, he always likes to get the final say, so Bai Mo planned to give up Han Xiang’s line if he could find clues here.

However, as a professional private detective, Han Xiang could not lose to Bai Mo.

For him, as long as a person has existed, he will definitely leave clues, just like the traces left by a man when he walks through a swamp.

"Hello. Are you Miss Li Qingxiong?"

Li Qingyu raised her head and looked at a handsome young man standing at the door with a camera hanging on her chest, holding her glasses: "I am Li Qingyu, remove the lady... Are you a field reporter in our newspaper?"

"This is my business card." Han Xiang walked into the office and handed over a business card.

"Han Xiang, a private detective, undertakes follow-up investigation, assists the police in handling cases, marriage dispute investigation and other matters." Li Qingma glanced at Han Xiang again: "I know you."

"Oh? The beautiful girl Li knows me?" Han Xiang looked at Li Qingxiu in surprise.

"A few days ago, you assisted the police in solving a smuggling case. Our newspaper reporter wanted to interview you, but you said you were charged by the hour." Li Qingxi's tone became quite unkind.

Han Xiang touched his nose: "Haha... Actually, I don't like reporting... I still like to go to TV."

"Then Detective Han, what's the point of visiting our small Xindu Daily?"

"I wonder if I'm lucky enough to invite beautiful Li to a meal?"

"Can you call it a little more normal?"

"You won't let me call you Miss..." Han Xiang looked at Li Qingxi helplessly, but a murderous aura ejaculated in Li Qingxi's eyes. Han Xiang compromised helplessly: "Okay OK, Editor-in-Chief Li, this is OK."

"Public or private matter?"

"It's a private matter for Editor-in-Chief Li, but it's a official matter for me."

"Sorry, I'm still at work and don't talk about private matters."

"When will Editor-in-Chief Li get off work?"

"My private time is charged." Li Qingxiu was obviously still worried about what happened last time.

"That's it... I wonder what the charging standard for Editor-in-Chief Li?"

“It’s very expensive.”

"How long can this money buy you?" Han Xiang put a stack of 100-dollar bills on Li Qingxi's desk.

"You know that for a journalist, your behavior is enough to make you famous. I have a hundred ways to make you a rat crossing the street."

"Editor Li, I'm here to find you very sincerely. Please don't let me down."

"Please put away the money first, let's talk about what you are asking me to do."

A confident smile appeared on Han Xiang's face: "Editor Li, I have investigated you... You are an orphan."

Li Qingyu raised her eyebrows and her tone became unkind: "You investigate me!"

"Don't be so excited. To be precise, it's not about investigating you, but about investigating other people, and you happen to see information about you and other orphans from the same period."

"Who is investigating?" Li Qingxi asked in confusion.

"A orphan named Bai Chen should look three or four years younger than you. Do you have any impression of him?"

"Bai Chen?" Li Qingma couldn't help but fall into the meeting: "It's true that there is such a child."

In fact, Li Qingxiu still has a deep impression of Bai Chen, the child.

Generally, children in orphanages rarely have the opportunity to enter regular primary schools to study, but Bai Chen received a scholarship reward since childhood, which is the kind of school that will take the initiative to select some orphans to enter for free in order to work in the store.

After entering primary school, Bai Chen was praised for his first place in the district and successfully received a junior high school student aid award. Then he received a full scholarship after high school and no longer relied on student aid to continue studying.

Last time I went back to the orphanage myself, I heard that he was admitted to SSH University. Li Qingxiu’s impression of that child was that she studied very hard.

"I want to know where he is now."

"Why should I tell you?" Li Qingxiu stared at Han Xiang.

"Let's get a price." Han Xiang said bluntly.

"I want to know why you are looking for him."

“A customer’s request.”

“What kind of customer?”

"The surname is Bai."

This sentence contains a lot of information. Of course, there are real and fake ones, but there is also enough room for imagination.

"He is in the university now."

"Is he a teacher?"

"No, he should still be a student who has not graduated now, but he should be the age of graduation this year."

"What? He is still a student?" Han Xiang was stunned for a moment, which was obviously different from the line that was involved in his mind.

"What? Is there any problem?"

Han Xiang thought for a while: "Have you seen this child?"

Han Xiang put a photo in front of Li Qing's mother, and Li Qing's mother shouted: "Bai Chen? Huh... isn't right..."

This child looks very similar to the three good students in his impression, but judging from the time and environment of the photo, they should be recent photos, so the child in the photo cannot be the person in his impression.

"What do you think he has to do with Bai Chen?"

"It's weird... Bai Chen shouldn't have a younger brother, after all, he himself was abandoned in an orphanage."

"This child also comes from your orphanage." Han Xiang said: "His name is Shi Tou, and he will be seven years old after the Chinese New Year."

"They really look like they." Li Qingma couldn't help but fall into memories. After half a quarter of an hour, Li Qingma suddenly took out her wallet and saw a photo of a group of children in the wallet. It was a photo of a group of children in the orphanage.

Han Xiang took the photo and found Li Qing's mother who was still a child, but Han Xiang immediately flew past him, and his attention was on another child, a little flat-headed boy standing in the front row.

The same hairstyle, the same round face, the eyes are particularly stunning, and even the appearance is exactly the same.

Han Xiang couldn't help but put the two photos together to compare them. If it weren't for the years between these two photos being more than ten years apart, Han Xiang would have to regard the two people in the photos as the same person.

"You said... could this child be Bai Chen's son?" Han Xiang asked tentatively.

"You idiot, Bai Chen is only twenty-one years old this year. If it is his child, then wouldn't it mean that Bai Chen had a child at the age of fourteen?"

"From a physiological point of view, you can have children at the age of fourteen... and this child is also an orphan. Could it be that Bai Chen had a relationship with a girl at the age of fourteen and was unable to raise him, so he sent him to an orphanage?" Han Xiang could not find an explanation, so he could only open his mind and make some unreasonable judgments.

"How is that possible... In my impression, Bai Chen is a child with a very positive mind and cannot do such a thing."

"But...is it still possible?" Han Xiang felt that this was the only possibility.

"If you say that Bai Chen caused a girl to be pregnant at the age of fourteen, then this girl should be his classmate. After all, he only lived in school at that time, and all he could come into contact with was the girls in school. Maybe we should go to the junior high school he went to to investigate."

"You said we?"

"Of course, this matter must be clear. No matter how you look at this child, it has something to do with Bai Chen, but I still believe in Bai Chen. This child is mostly his younger brother, not other relationships." Han Xiang was actually not sure. Some things looked nothing, but if you think about them more, you would be terrified and scared yourself.

"Then when will we go?"

"Now."

"Aren't you working hours now?"

"I am the editor-in-chief." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!