Xu Lan took the water offered by Wang Meng and passed it over to Song Xi. At that moment, he was no longer the silly young man who lacked confidence when he was around her, but the investigator who was in charge of the case.
"The information shows that the Zhao brothers were in their late thirties back when the mining incident took place thirteen years ago. However, Song Xi is twenty-eight years old this year. Am I right?" Xu Lan asked as he flipped through the files while circling the relevant parts in red.
"Yes."
"So, when did you start adopting Song Xi's identity?"
"I have no idea." Song Xi glanced at her watch and answered impatiently.
"Alright then, let me ask another question. What kind of sickness was your second son suffering from?" Xu Lan asked without beating around the bush.
"I don't know! I don't know! Son? I don't have a son!" Song Xi wrapped her arms around her head and sank her fingers in her hair as she shouted in agony.
