The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 204 - : DNA results are out, revealing Xu Fang’s identity (second update)

Chapter 204: 204: DNA results are out, revealing Xu Fang’s identity (second update)

He hadn’t finished speaking when Tang Xiang interjected, “Then that’s even better.”

Da Jin: “?!?”

He couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

After hanging up the phone, Da Jin scratched his head, put on his mask, and went back into the room to give Luo Changde a kick.

Luo Changde was tied up and thrown on the floor, with tape over his mouth, so he couldn’t speak, just whimpering.

Da Jin crouched down, his eyes menacing as he patted Luo Changde’s face: “Want to know why I kicked you?”

Luo Changde desperately scooted backward.

Da Jin grabbed his leg and dragged him over: “I can’t stand the sight of you Luos, a bunch of animals.” He didn’t even feel like eating his boxed lunch; he’d give a beating first.

At seven in the evening.

Jiang Zhi received a call from the blood identification department of the hospital.

“Mr. Jiang, the identification results are out.”

Jiang Zhi: “Speak.”

Zhou Xufang sneaked out of the kitchen with some ice cream and saw Jiang Zhi staring off into space on the balcony.

She called out, “Jiang Zhi.”

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Jiang Zhi was unresponsive.

She wiped the ice cream from her mouth, went to the balcony, and patted him on the shoulder from behind: “Jiang Zhi.”

Jiang Zhi turned around: “Hmm?”

He was distracted.

Zhou Xufang stood on tiptoe to look at him: “What’s the matter?”

It was getting dark, and the wind was blowing outside. Jiang Zhi closed the balcony windows and led Zhou Xufang to sit on the hanging chair. He squatted in front of her: “The DNA identification results are out.”

Zhou Xufang guessed something: “Is it a bad result?”

Jiang Zhi nodded.

She frowned ever so slightly: “Is it Luo Changde?”

“Hmm.”

She had guessed right.

Jiang Zhi clasped her hand tightly: “You, Luo Qinghe, as well as Luo Yinghe, all share the same biological father.”

So Luo Yinghe was also…

Zhou Xufang fiddled with the hem of her garment, looking downward: “I was mentally prepared,” she said, feeling quite low, “but it’s still disappointing.”

She detested the Luo family.

And she didn’t like having the Luo family’s blood in her veins.

Jiang Zhi stroked her face, soothing her softly: “You can be disappointed in others, just don’t resent yourself.”

She uttered a sound of agreement but still felt very despondent.

Jiang Zhi lifted her chin for her to look up: “Zhou Xufang.”

“Hmm.”

Jiang Zhi often called her by her full name, either when he was annoyed or when he was being serious.

He looked at her, his voice grave: “Remember, you will be taking your husband’s last name in the future. You’re going to be part of the Jiang Family’s household registration and genealogy. You have nothing to do with the Luo Family; you shall take my surname, Jiang.”

She had been unhappy, but with his words, she forgot her displeasure; a small smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, the clouds in her eyes dispersed, leaving only Jiang Zhi: “So it’s Jiang Zhou?”

Jiang Zhi nodded: “Yes, the Jiang Zhou of Jiang Zhi’s house.”

She smiled.

Being born into the Luo family was her misfortune, but she bore no grudges. If not for the Luo family, she would not have met Jiang Zhi.

She tiptoed and pecked his lips. Just as she was about to pull away, Jiang Zhi caught her: “You’ve been sneaking ice cream again.”

Zhou Xufang: “…”

Fifth Renmin Hospital, the blood identification department.

Of course, in addition to blood, testing could also be performed on hair follicles, mucous membranes, and fingernails, if the equipment was available, but it wasn’t open to the public.

Dr. Liu stared at the identification report in his hands for a long time and then got up: “Director Yu, don’t you think there’s something strange about this person’s DNA?”

The director of the identification department, Director Yu, was in his forties and bald.

Dr. Liu passed the identification report to Director Yu for review and raised his concerns: “Her sixth chromosome arrangement is abnormal, and the two neighboring gene loci have both mutated, which theoretically should have a very low probability.”

The odds of a genetic mutation are inherently low, and the probability of two adjacent gene loci both mutating is almost one in a million.

Doctor Liu found it too peculiar, “I even specifically tested additional genetic locites, and found that the mutation probability was bizarrely high.”

Normally, genetic mutations are very rare, unless there is infection by a genetic disease, or medical stimulation, such as from drugs, radiation, electromagnetic waves, and so on.

This twenty-two-year-old female, her genetic mutation sites were far beyond normal.

Director Yu locked the appraisal report in the drawer, did not answer Doctor Liu’s questions, but warned him sternly, “Quash your curiosity.”

Doctor Liu was baffled, “Huh?”

Director Yu seriously reminded him, “A command from above: destroy all samples immediately, this person’s genetic information must not be leaked.”

So mysterious?

Unable to contain his curiosity, Doctor Liu asked Director Yu, “Who gave this order?”

“Jiang Zhi.”

Young Master Jiang!

Doctor Liu instinctively closed his mouth, not daring to ask any further.

Once again, Director Yu reminded him, “Remember, keep your mouth tightly shut.”

Doctor Liu immediately nodded.

Outside the office of the blood identification department, a person stood.

The head nurse of the department saw the person in the corridor and called out, “Dr. Xiao.”

It was Dr. Xiao Yi from Changling Hospital.

Dr. Xiao, in his early fifties, wore glasses and looked quite young. His countenance was kind and scholarly, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, both gentlemanly and formal, he nodded to the head nurse.

The head nurse approached and asked, “Are you here to see our director? Why don’t you go in?”

Dr. Xiao specialized in biomedical research; his team had a gene medicine project with the Fifth Hospital, and both sides interacted frequently. Dr. Xiao had recently attended a seminar abroad and had just returned to the country a few days ago.

“There’s something urgent at the institute, so I won’t go in,” he handed over the blood sample in his hand to the head nurse, “Please give this sample to your director.”

“Okay.”

After thanking the head nurse, Dr. Xiao left first. As he walked out of the blood identification department, he made a call, “Yun Sheng, come to the institute tonight.”

Dr. Xiao was unmarried, with one adopted son named Yun Sheng.

The hospital corridor lights were all on, still ominous, it was already eight o’clock in the evening.

The time for the ransom had been changed, Luo Qinghe received the ‘kidnapper’s’ notice at eight fifteen—just one sentence—nine o’clock, Bailu Port.

Bailu Port was an area awaiting development, divided by a road. On one side was a construction site under development, and on the other was Zhang River that spanned half of the Imperial City.

At this hour, there weren’t many people around.

Surveillance…

Of course, it had to be disabled!

Two vans were parked by the riverside, with their number plates covered, one black and one white, all windows tightly closed.

Luo Changde was tied up like a dumpling and thrown in the back seat, mouth sealed, writhing and mmm, mmm-ing.

Da Jin kicked him directly, “Stay put!”

Asked why he was so rough?

Heh.

Try sitting in jail for four years for a crime you didn’t commit, and see if you’re not rough to the enemy who framed you.

If it wasn’t illegal to beat someone, he would definitely kill Luo Changde!

Da Jin cracked open a window slightly and asked the lookout outside, “Has the person arrived?”

The lookout replied, “Not yet.”

Not here yet.

Da Jin checked the time, “Five minutes left.” He patted Luo Changde on the forehead, put on a mask on his face, his eyes filled with a killing and malevolent air, “In five minutes, if your daughter hasn’t shown up, I’ll toss you into the Zhang River to feed the fish.”

Luo Changde’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, covered in sweat, grotesque, both angry and frightened, kicking with his legs, mmm, mmm.

Da Jin slapped his face again, quieting him down, then warned, “Don’t blame me if you end up a ghost. Blame the fact that you have such a good daughter.”

Blame your daughter!

Take note, that’s the key point!

Luo Changde’s temples throbbed with bulging veins, “Mmm, mmm!”

Da Jin slapped him again, leaving five finger marks, “I’m talking here, who allowed you to grunt.” Unsatisfied with just slapping, he kicked him with a foot.

He was quite enjoying the beating, when a voice came through the earpiece he was wearing, “They’re here.”