Chapter 142

Immediately after, to be on the safe side, Qi Fei also took the form that Wang Defa had found.

This was Tang Zhaoxu's registration form. The old ID photo pasted on it showed a girl with an elegant face. It could be seen that she should have been quite pretty.

Qi Fei glanced at Tang Zhaoxu's parents' information. Sure enough, they were both teachers. It seemed to be a scholarly family. He didn't know why she ended up with Huang Daqiu.

"Brother Fei, I asked around. Tang Zhaoxu's family has been abroad for many years. It looks like they are deliberately avoiding Huang Daqiu." In the police station, Wu Shanqiu said to Qi Fei with disappointment.

"Understandable. After all, Huang Daqiu was so high-profile. If they stayed in the country, this matter would eventually be exposed. For them, it's undoubtedly a secondary injury." Qi Fei said, "Did you find any clues about the child?"

Wu Shanqiu shook her head: "It seems Tang's parents kept this matter very secret. The neighbors we found with great difficulty didn't even know about the child. But one thing is certain: Tang Zhaoxu went abroad three years after dropping out of school. That is to say, this child wasn't born abroad. And we contacted immigration. When Tang Zhaoxu went abroad, only she and her parents went. They didn't bring a child."

Qi Fei touched his chin thoughtfully: "That is to say, the child was abandoned in the country."

"Yes, the scope is too large. After the Tang family immigrated, they didn't keep in touch with the country. It's almost impossible to find them in a short time." Wu Shanqiu pouted and said.

"Damn it, the clue is broken again." Qi Fei scratched his head irritably, flipping through the disciplinary record he brought back. His gaze gradually fell on the fingerprint left by Huang Daqiu, and he suddenly fell into silence.

"Brother Fei, what are you looking at?" Wu Shanqiu's voice seemed to reach his ears from a very distant place.

He seemed to have returned to Ying Shuigen's ward. Zhong Kui was standing beside him. He muttered: "Nancheng Hongde Culture Communication Co., Ltd..."

"Hmm? What?" Wu Shanqiu didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this company, "Isn't that the second party of the contract Huang Daqiu was looking at before he died?"

Qi Fei seemed to have suddenly woken up from a dream and said to Wu Shanqiu: "Did we get that contract?!"

"Yes, didn't we take it according to the address on it? At that time, we also interrogated the company for a long time. They didn't even know that this business had anything to do with Huang Daqiu..." Wu Shanqiu said while nimbly finding the contract from a pile of documents and placing it in front of Qi Fei.

Qi Fei picked up the contract and placed it together with Huang Daqiu's disciplinary record, suddenly taking a deep breath: "So that's it!"

Wu Shanqiu didn't understand: "Brother Fei, what on earth did you discover?"

Qi Fei placed the contract and the disciplinary record on top of each other. At this time, a faint fingerprint on the corner of the contract suddenly became obvious.

It looked like someone had accidentally left a fingerprint stained with printer ink. When this black fingerprint was placed together with Huang Daqiu's, Wu Shanqiu discovered the abnormality: "Ah, why are both of these fingerprints broken?"

Indeed, as Wu Shanqiu said, the texture of the two fingerprints was different from ordinary people's. There was no continuous arch or bucket-shaped overlapping texture, but rather like a pile of crushed fine threads irregularly imprinted on the paper, with no texture at all. Only a blurry mark could be seen.

"Although I don't know what this situation is, it is clear that Huang Daqiu saw a fingerprint similar to his own on this contract." Qi Fei said, already standing up, "Let's go, come with me to find Xiao Tao."

Huang Daqiu's body was destined not to rest in peace so early.

Qi Fei half-squatted, grabbed Huang Daqiu's pale hand with rubber gloves, and looked at his fingers very closely. Sure enough, as the fingerprint showed, none of his fingers had any texture, as if they had been ground by a grinding wheel.

Xiao Tao's emotionless voice came from the side: "I have already asked them to redo the genetic testing of Huang Daqiu's samples. Judging from the symptoms, he is very likely to have adermatoglyphia, caused by SMARCAD1 gene deletion or mutation. This gene affects the differentiation and proliferation of epidermal cells in the fetal stage. Patients are born without fingerprints, and their palms and soles lack normal skin folds. Patients cannot show normal fingerprints like ordinary people. You guessed right, this is a rare genetic disease. I mean rare, very rare. The incidence is about 1 in 160 million to 1 in 625 million."

"It seems Huang Daqiu knew that his condition would be inherited. He understood the probability of this disease. If it's from the scope of Nancheng, the probability of two people having this disease at the same time is almost impossible. He found the trace of his illegitimate child on this contract, so he was anxious to find Ying Shuigen to track down this person's whereabouts." Qi Fei understood Xiao Tao's words this time.

"Ha!" Wu Shanqiu said behind them after hearing this, "It really is 'finding it without looking for it'. It seems we still have to find this Hongde Culture company? Is the suspect in this company?!"

The police car stopped low-key downstairs of Hongde Culture.

"Everyone in the company is here." The general manager was terrified, "Are, are you here to check taxes?"

Qi Fei looked around the entire company. This small company was packed with various props and materials. The busy look seemed to indicate a booming business.

"Wenchang Pagoda, Brightness Lamp..." Zhong Kui picked up these things that were placed messily, interested, "This glazed Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity is also not bad..."

The manager looked at the girl in front of him, who didn't look like a police officer in terms of dress or tone, and said hesitantly: "You, you know our line of work quite well..."

Zhong Kui gave the manager a charming smile: "Colleague."

"Ah?" The manager thought he had heard wrong.

Seeing this, Qi Fei hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt and grabbed a wealth-attracting toad ornament from the side: "She meant to say this copper toad is also not bad." Then he immediately said to the manager sternly, "Show me everyone's hands."

"Hands?" The manager thought he had heard wrong again, his face full of question marks.

Qi Fei looked at him: "Yes, stretch out your hands. Let's start with you."

Time passed second by second. Wu Shanqiu and Qi Fei looked at each other and shook their heads slightly at the same time—it seemed that the person they were looking for was not here.

"Who else have you shown this contract to?" Qi Fei took out the contract with the fingerprint and asked the manager.

The manager frowned and looked for a long time: "This is just an ordinary contract. I really can't remember."

After going downstairs, Qi Fei sat in the driver's seat of the car. He didn't start it immediately. He held the steering wheel, considered for a moment, and drove toward the city center.

"Brother Fei, aren't we going back to the police station?" Wu Shanqiu asked.