The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Ren Cheng, wake up! Do you know who we met last night? It was Achen!"

"Your father and I met Achen, and we recognized him at the first sight. It was Achen, there was no mistake! Rencheng, you have to wake up quickly, and when you wake up, you will be able to see him!"

In the ward, the beige curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the sunlight. Beside the bed, Old Mrs. Qiao held her eldest son's hand and muttered to herself.

After returning home last night, she and the old man were so excited that they did not sleep all night. They were busy contacting the hospital to make an appointment for a paternity test, and were busy going to Jinsi's tombstone to comfort the deceased.

In the end, I forgot about making soup for my eldest son.

There was no one at home. No one knew where Yi Zhong had gone to avoid playing games.

Yue Qing became a little neurotic because of Yue Yang's death. She kept muttering about retribution and Song all day long. When they heard her and asked her about it, she didn't answer. Later, she went back to her apartment and stayed indoors all day.

The two old men should have investigated these matters carefully. Perhaps, apart from what they knew, there were other details about Yueyang's death. However, as if things didn't get worse, accidents happened one after another at home, and the company was also in trouble. They had no time to take care of these things now.

Now, we only hope that our eldest son can wake up from his coma and bring some comfort to this precarious family.

"Okay, stop nagging. If Ah Cheng could really hear, his ears would be calloused. Come and have some food." Grandpa Qiao carried the lunch box brought by the nanny and sat at the coffee table to set the table for the meal.

Taking care of their eldest son also means they cannot neglect their own health. If they end up exhausting themselves, it would not be worth it.

"I know..." The old lady sighed, got up and walked away from the bed, sat down at the coffee table, picked up the lunch box and started eating slowly.

"In addition to the mentally ill driver and the vehicle that hit Rencheng, the inspection report of the car that Rencheng was driving that day came out. The results of the third-party inspection said... there was a problem with the car's brakes. This car was brought out from Yang Qing's car dealership, which has always had a cooperative relationship with the Qiao family."

While eating, Mr. Qiao spoke calmly about the cause of his eldest son's car accident, but his wrinkled eyes became increasingly gloomy.

"Yang Qing? Qidi Company has been cooperating with us for many years. What does he want from harming Rencheng?" Old Mrs. Qiao knew a lot about the company, and she couldn't understand what he said.

"Because it was him, we were not on guard... Before, Yi Zhong had lent him some money and gave him some connections. Yang Qing's son, who was good friends with Yue Yang before, also died in the game not long ago. He had a good relationship with Yi Zhong."

The meaning behind Mr. Qiao's words was so clear that it was hard for Mrs. Qiao not to think too much about it. However, she found it hard to accept this guess.

"You mean... How is it possible? Rencheng is his brother. How have we treated him over the years... How is it possible that he..."

“Even if Yang Qing intended to harm us, if there was no thief in the room, how could we be completely defenseless… Besides…” The evidence was submitted to the police, and Yang Qing was arrested for his involvement in the case. Yi Zhong then disappeared under the pretext of playing a game, and his cell phone could not be contacted.

If this kind of behavior is not out of guilt, then what is it?

Mr. Qiao was not willing to make such a guess, but the fact was that and the evidence was before him, so he had no choice but to admit it.

He also didn't want to believe that the son he had raised for decades would actually murder his own brother for the family property... The Qiao family treated him well, and even without that kindness, they were still family.

But such a seemingly filial and respectful child could have deceived them for so long and done such a thing.

"...Are you sure? What if there is something else..." After living together for decades, even if it is a dog, one would have feelings for it, not to mention her son whom Old Mrs. Qiao treated with all her heart. She covered her chest with her hands, unable to believe it.

How could she believe that the child of Brother Fang, who was willing to risk his own life to save her and A Cheng by rushing into the fire, a loyal and kind-hearted man, was actually a wolf who was good at disguising himself, calculating, and two-faced?

"Boom, boom, boom."

As the two old men were talking, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Not knowing who it was, Mr. Qiao thought for a moment, then stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a tall and strong man. He took out his ID from his leather jacket and showed it to the old man to prove his identity as a police officer.

"Mr. Qiao, I'm sorry to bother you in the ward. I'm Han Yi, who is in charge of a recent major illegal organization investigation case in the bureau. There are some things I need to know and verify from you. It's about a kidnapping and murder case many years ago. Can you spare some time?"

For many years, because of the loss of their child, the word "trafficking" has always been a sensitive word for the Qiao family, and every time they hear it, it will hurt their nerves.

Because his grandson was abducted and years of searching were fruitless, Mr. Qiao was reluctant to deal with the people in the police station. But now that his grandson has been found, he has heard about the case that broke their hearts many years later.

After a moment's silence, he made way for the police officer named Han and invited him to come in and sit down.

"I'm really sorry. I originally wanted to visit you at home, but I couldn't wait for you, so I came here without permission. Please don't blame me." Han Yi sat on the side of the sofa and retrieved the information of the accomplices of the lender that the police had intercepted from the communication equipment when they arrested him on his mobile phone and pushed it in front of the two elderly people.

"The bureau recently uncovered a group of interconnected illegal organizations. I believe you two must have heard about it. When we were interrogating the two masterminds, we found that one of them was responsible for more cases and lives, and was even implicated in some other cases..."

Mr. Qiao didn't understand Han Yi's words at first, but after seeing the sending address of the account called up by the other party, he was stunned.

"I'm sorry. Because of his involvement in the case, the police have sent personnel to search for and arrest Mr. Qiao Yizhong. When we were interrogating the mastermind of the illegal fund-raising and lending gang, we found that Mr. Qiao had contacted the other party with an unfamiliar account fifteen years ago and recently. Although he acted cautiously, the technical department personnel still found the source of the signal."

"And the mastermind of the loan sharking was involved in a case many years ago..."

The matters were so intertwined and complicated and sinister that even Han Yi couldn't help but sigh.

The moneylender's name was Wang Longzhao, and he was also the leader of a child trafficking gang who had been on the run and whom the police had been hunting down for many years.

At that time, the case in which the Qiao family's child was robbed in the street and the Qiao family's eldest daughter-in-law was stabbed several times and bled to death during the fight with the gangster had a great impact.

The suffering of women and children has always been a major incident that stung the hearts and minds of police officers.

It was a pity that the trafficking gang was very experienced in crime and evaded most of the police pursuit. Subsequently, a large number of police forces were dispatched to search and block the organization from multiple angles, but the mastermind of the murder of Ms. Su still escaped.

They rescued many children who were being trafficked, but still couldn't find the one from the Qiao family.

Later, an earthquake and a flood cut off the police's only clue in tracking down Wang Longzhao.

They thought it would take a lot of time to catch the man who was at large, but after going through so much trouble, they finally caught this heinous leader.

While on the run, Wang Longzhao changed his name and got to know a plastic surgeon who did not have a business license and violated regulations. He had plastic surgery, changed his appearance, and started doing illegal activities with the doctor named Zhao.

He used the dirty money obtained from child trafficking to help Zhao make false evidence and opened a plastic surgery hospital. He tricked young girls who were inexperienced in the world into signing plastic surgery contracts, and then introduced the "loan service" founded by Wang Longzhao, causing one young life after another to fall into the trap.

They use trap contracts to lure young people into a trap, using cheap drugs in exchange for high surgical fees. Midway through the operation, young people who cannot afford the fees have to borrow money from the lending platform provided by the other party to fill the gap.

Next, the lending platform controlled by Wang Longzhao compounded interest, causing the debts owed by these victims to grow larger and larger. No matter how hard they tried to repay the debts, they were unable to make up for the loss. In the end, they were coerced and lured into recruiting more victims to repeat their mistakes, or to join the lower-end and darker "industrial chain" to "work" for them to repay their debts.

Among them, there were victims who directly called the police, but for the most part, their personal safety and reputation were damaged, and not many of them had a good ending.

Fortunately, the criminal gangs have now been cleared out by the police, and those suffocating gray chains will eventually be completely cut off.

While searching for evidence in the case, Han Yi discovered that in addition to the culprit Wang Longzhao, there seemed to be another person involved in the street kidnapping case many years ago.

Following this clue, Han Yi finally set his sights on Qiao Yi Zhong.

The police action needed to be kept secret, therefore, after arresting Qiao Yi Zhong, he took the clues and evidence to Qiao's family for verification.

Speaking of which, Qiao Yizhong was alert, and it took them some time to search for him at first. Because he had communicated with the other party before, he took the initiative to contact the other party, mentioned the hiring money and Qiao Yueyang, and then led to the other party's whereabouts and successfully detained him.

"Although we have not yet obtained the interrogation results from Qiao Yizhong, the police fully suspect that it was Mr. Qiao Yizhong who masterminded the case many years ago, and after the two grandchildren were abducted, he had close contact with the reseller. Why did these things happen back then..."

…The police had clearly tracked down clues about the child, but were always a step slow and missed the opportunity to find the child.

Considering the health of the two elderly people, Han Yi did not continue speaking, but his meaning was clear. He took the phone and clicked on several key time points, hoping that the two elderly people could provide correct answers.

"Therefore, the police need to make necessary inquiries into Mr. Qiao Yizhong's whereabouts during these time periods."

The room was silent. The two old men hung their heads and fell into a deep silence.

Han Yi felt a little bit reluctant, but this was the truth. As a police badge in his hand, it was his responsibility to clarify the truth and inform the victim's family.

"...We want to keep quiet about this matter. Officer Han, please give us some time... before giving us a response..."

Old Master Qiao struggled to keep his back straight, and with mixed emotions, he uttered these words intermittently.

“Ding, ding…”

Suddenly, a heart rate monitor sounded in the room. Old Mrs. Qiao, who was immersed in disbelief and self-deception, turned her head and saw the slightly trembling fingertips on the hospital bed.