"Yes, your youngest son had already been declared dead. However, Wei An refused to accept reality, so he asked me to help arrange for an expanded search in the area," Huo Beijiang spoke plainly, "This news was actually discovered by Ying Jiuming and Yu Fengji—it's more convenient for their police to investigate these intricate little matters."
He too had people specialized in gathering intelligence, but they were more adept at spying on military affairs and dealing in espionage.
"You..." Wei Fangyi's face flushed red with anger, "How could this be a small matter? It's of utmost importance."
Huo Beijiang ignored him, continuing, "Our people, together with the police, conducted a thorough canvassing and visitation. In the end, it was confirmed that a community hospital had treated a little boy. A couple had brought him in."
"And then? What happened after that?"
