"If the child really died, I'm afraid it would be more difficult for Xiaojin to accept. Relatively speaking, missing now is a good thing among the bad things, at least let people have a thought." Shen Weifang said.
"Do you want to read?" Yi Jin said faintly, "just know each other for a few months. Xiaojin is still small now. After five or ten years, he will eventually forget."
"Yes, but it's just a friend who has known each other for several months." Shen Weifang said, "what about you? Are you going to continue looking for someone after the police stop searching?"
"Find." Yi Jin left, "at least this year, we will send more people to find it. If we can't find it in a year, we can only see our luck in the future."
In other words, if you can't find people nationwide within a year, there is basically little possibility of finding them again.
"In any case, go to the place where the search should be registered. Unfortunately, now the police only have the DNA data of the Mu family and his wife, not Obuchi!" Ling still regretted.
If there is DNA data, as long as Obuchi is still alive, it will be much more likely to find it.
After all, with the passage of time, if children of this age grow up, their appearance will also change significantly. Even if Obuchi has amnesia and doesn't remember the past, it will be more difficult to find him.
DNA data, however, will not become. No matter how many years have passed, it is a powerful evidence.
The three talked about some ways to find people. Shen Weifang looked at the time. Unconsciously, it was more than 10 o'clock now.
"It's getting late. Xiao Fei and I should go back," Shen Weifang said.
"Then I'll shout Xiao Fei." Ling still got up and walked towards her daughter's room.
But when she opened the door, she saw two children lying in bed.
Xiaojin leaned against Xiaofei's arms, with tears on his face, while Xiaofei held Xiaojin in his arms, as if he had been comforting before.
Ling still looked at the two children and a soft color flashed in her eyes.
Their appearance reminded her of a few years ago. At that time, Xiao Fei hasn't returned to Shen's house and lives in Yi's house. Xiao Jin often sleeps with Xiao Fei. Sometimes she pulls Xiao Fei to her room or runs to Xiao Fei's room.
Sometimes fate is so strange.
Before, she never thought that one day, Hao Yimeng's children would become friends with their own children.
In those years, her imprisonment was all for Hao Yimeng's own personal gain.
Hao Yimeng finally deserved it. She just wanted to put the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation on the previous generation and didn't want to continue to the next generation.
Xiaojin and Xiaofei can get along well like this. In fact, it's really good. Maybe it's also a kind of destiny.
I hope Xiao Fei can really make her daughter happy.
Ling still stepped forward and gently pressed the quilt corner for the two children before he walked out of the room.
Back downstairs, she said to Shen Weifang, "Xiao Fei is asleep now. I think I'll let the child spend another night here."
"Asleep?" Shen Weifang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "then please help me take care of Xiao Fei."
"If you don't know where, Xiao Fei came to comfort Xiao Jin. It's too late for me to be grateful." Ling still said.
At the moment, on the bed in Yi Qianjin's bedroom, Shen Jifei, who should have fallen asleep, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yi Qianjin, who was already asleep, his dark and beautiful eyes, as if thinking about something.
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