Chapter 119

After buffing himself, Chen Fan said, "Let's eat first, no rush."

Li Tian looked at Chen Fan and said, "Any leads?"

"Solid as a rock. I've placed my bet — I'm betting on myself to find a clue this time."

"You can bet on that too?"

"Then you just don't get it. My luck at gambling is unbeatable, I've never lost once. Sorry, I'm just this invincible."

Yeah, right.

Around eight in the evening, Chen Fan and a few big shots gathered together, looking at three pieces of human skin.

Chen Fan quietly held a piece of paper, sketching the appearance bit by bit.

Soon, the likeness of a person appeared on the paper.

"Mm, this is what they look like. You guys handle it."

Under the teacher's guidance, Xiang Qinqin began piling up pork, filling it in little by little.

"You say it, we'll fill it in."

Chen Fan nodded.

Bit by bit, repairing, bit by bit, restoring — the hair, even the corners of the eyes. Apart from the pupils, which couldn't be restored, the rest, just as Chen Fan had said, slowly emerged.

Chen Fan said calmly, "Mm, done. It's out. This is what it looks like."

Li Tian shut down completely, looked at Chen Fan, and said, "Wait, you actually restored it?"

"To find someone, you first have to know who they are. Forensic anthropology is a huge field — take your time learning it. It's just… why do I feel this person looks a little familiar?"

Familiar?

Hold on — this is a case from fifteen years ago. Chen Fan, you're twenty-three this year. Fifteen years ago, how old were you? How could it look familiar?

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Chen Fan stared at the corner of the eye, studied it carefully, then looked at the people around him, and instinctively found Qu Yiling.

Qu Yiling looked at Chen Fan and said, "What is it?"

"I have a bad feeling. You'd better be prepared — this might be your mother."

Everyone present was startled.

"Don't joke around, how could that be…"

"Children usually resemble their parents — just a little. That's the most beautiful proof genetics has left humanity. Intuition never lies. My intuition tells me you two are definitely related."

Run a comparison.

Then a DNA test, then the results came out. Looking at the clear results, Qu Yiling was completely dumbfounded.

Wait, hold on.

"I… really am his daughter?"

Chen Fan carefully examined the skin on the fingers, looked for a long time, and said, "Although it's been a while, judging by the wear, this was a long-time smoker. And the skin is in pretty bad shape — the living environment must've been rough."

"Your dead old man wasn't rich. Stop dreaming about being a rich second generation."

At this point, Xiang Qinqin tugged at Chen Fan. Qu Yiling's tears, which she'd been holding back while Chen Fan half-joked, could no longer be contained.

Everyone exchanged glances. The livestream viewers were all stunned.

And it was such a coincidence? 》

Chen Fan said, "Uh, sorry, I won't joke around anymore. Mm, let me say one more thing about my intuition — he might not be your father in name."

"Why?"

Chen Fan looked at Li Tian. Li Tian said, "Fifteen years ago, wedding rings weren't popular. Usually only women wore them; men didn't. This person has a ring mark near the middle finger, and judging by the wear, it looks like a habit of taking it off. People like that are usually deadbeats."

Qu Yiling didn't speak at first, then said, "All of this — you're just speculating."

Chen Fan and Li Tian looked at each other, saying nothing.

Now that they had a face, they could send it to the work group. If someone recognized the person, then this individual might really have a problem.

But the truth was, this person really was found. In the database, there was a history of theft. The photo was blurry, but you could still tell it was this person.

The displayed status was fugitive; the displayed marital status was unmarried.

Blow after blow — it was already too much for anyone to take.

Xiang Qinqin pulled Qu Yiling and said, "Um, let's go outside and cool down."

Wiping away her tears, Qu Yiling said, "I want to know who my mother is."

Chen Fan watched awkwardly.

Li Tian said, "Um, are you sure you want to know? It's possible the other party has a family, or even sold you off, just because of your identity… you need to understand that."

"I don't care. I've made it this far all these years. I don't care about being called a mutt."

A silent observation room, a silent livestream, and a director who had already fallen silent.

And in a certain city, a woman sat on the sofa, watching the livestream.

How could she not recognize her own daughter? From the moment her daughter appeared on the show, she had recognized her.

But she hadn't come forward to claim kin, because she was hiding a secret of her own — one that could destroy her current family.

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Chen Fan looked at the situation before him and couldn't help marveling at how outrageous his skill was. Could this really be part of some rule-based series?

The coincidences in this world are truly many. Sometimes, reality is even more explosive than what TV dramas shoot.

Qu Yiling wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, head lowered, following close behind her teacher. The man pushed up his glasses and said, "Don't think about this stuff anymore. On to the second one."

The man's coldness pulled the remaining few forensic experts at the scene back to their senses.

The group continued to begin restoring the second person's identity.

The people in the livestream were the least understanding, but also the most understanding.

"So this is a forensic expert's ability to adjust? So fierce, truly so powerful."

"I'm just a passerby. Seeing this, I feel my back go numb."

"Human skin! How perverted is this person—a human skin case."

"It seems this person would even watch this livestream before broadcasting it."

Chen Fan looked at the human skin and said, "Whether it's five years or not, actually, Li Tian knows better than us."

Li Tian didn't speak up, then said, "The ones we found that can be merged into one case are really just these three."

A forensic expert pushed his glasses and said, "The second human skin was handled by me. The reason we want to merge the cases is that I discovered similar fibrous tissue on both skins."

Qu Yiling's master said, "Mm, a bit interesting. The room didn't leave fingerprints, yet here some evidence was left. Is the other party one of our peers?"

"Very likely. Otherwise, they couldn't be this skilled. We really can't imagine what other person could be more professional than us forensic experts."

Qu Yiling's master looked toward Chen Fan, and the crowd awkwardly glanced at one another.

Damn, it really does seem so.

Chen Fan said disdainfully, "So petty. It's just that I teased your student, didn't I?"

"What about it? Am I wrong for protecting my student?"

Qu Yiling tugged at her teacher's arm. The teacher chuckled and said, "Benefits, rights, even treatment, the attitude in conversation—all of these are fought for by yourself. When did I ever teach you to step back? When something comes up, charge forward for me. Remember, you have nothing—charge for me."

Qu Yiling nodded.

Chen Fan and Qu Yiling's teacher naturally wouldn't really get angry or seek revenge over this matter.

Both of them tacitly did this, which could only mean this matter was of extraordinary significance.

Qin Ming said, "It seems Chen Fan is truly suited to be a forensic expert, born to be one, a true chosen one."

Teacher He said, "I roughly understand now. Qu Yiling's teacher deliberately stirred up trouble to divert Qu Yiling's attention."

"That's right. The best way to deal with a person's emotions is to shift them. If you don't shift them, Qu Yiling will keep suppressing it, keep suppressing it, and once crushed, the person is ruined. But there's a premise to this."

A premise?

Sister Jing Tian quietly said, "The premise is that Qu Yiling is good at her core, likes to care about others."

The crowd was once again shocked by these words.

"Chen Fan grasped it instantly?"

Hu Ge sighed deeply and said, "Didn't expect it, truly didn't expect it. Rare, far too rare."

No wonder Qin Ming would say Chen Fan is a born forensic expert.

With a cold, expressionless face and a scalpel in hand, directing from the side, several bigwigs, following Chen Fan's instructions, helped one another. Xiang Qinqin and a few new students helped carry meat, or some paste-like substances.