At dawn, it was only 7 o'clock. Before Yan Qingsi woke up, Yue Tingfeng got up.
Going downstairs, I met Mrs. Yue: "Where are you going, so early in the morning?"
Yue Tingfeng said: "I have something to do, and I will stop by the police station."
"You just need to deal with... Yue Pengcheng's matter?"
"Yes, I'll go and settle this matter for him, so as to avoid a long night of nightmares. Qingsi hasn't woken up yet. You can tell her when she wakes up."
Mrs. Yue waved her hand: "Okay, go ahead."
Yue Tingfeng didn't move and asked, "Mom, you didn't even ask me if I wanted to have breakfast?"
Mrs. Yue pouted: "Aren't you in a hurry? What a waste of time it is to have breakfast!"
The corner of Yue Tingfeng's mouth twitched: "Mom, you gave me as a gift by charging your phone bill, right?"
Mrs. Yue had a look of regret on her face, "I wish I could save you from Yue Pengcheng's blood."
Yue Tingfeng…
When he finally left, the Queen Mother gave him a bowl of soy milk. After drinking it in one gulp, he left the house bitterly.
Yue Tingfeng arrived at the company first, and at 9 o'clock, he received the death certificate faxed from country M on the other side of the ocean, as well as some supporting information.
Yue Tingfeng reviewed all the information to the company's legal advisory group. After research, they all felt that the information was detailed enough to prove that a person was dead.
However, there is another point. The passport and ID document Yue Pengcheng took are all authentic. How to explain this
Yue Tingfeng touched his chin: "Well, I have a solution. You follow me to the police station."
He asked: "Jiang Lai, how is it over there?"
Jiang Lai nodded: "Don't worry, boss, it's okay. The time schedule is similar to when we arrived."
Yue Tingfeng took a look at the time and set off with his team in a mighty manner.
When I arrived at the police station, I happened to meet Ding Fu who was brought over by the police.
Seeing Ding Fu, Yue Tingfeng was stunned for a moment. Why is this woman... so embarrassed and ugly now
His originally well-maintained face is now a sickly sallow color, his wrinkles are more frail than when we last met, his hair is dry and dull, and he is extremely thin. A faded black dress is worn on his body, and it looks empty as he walks. By this time, both roads were visibly shaking.
The police brought Yue Pengcheng over and said, "Your situation is quite special. You said you were real, but Mr. Yue said you were fake. Since you said this is the woman you have lived with for thirty years, you must be able to tell the truth from the lies." , I’ll let you confront me today.”
Yue Pengcheng was full of confidence: "Humph, I will definitely prove that I am the real Yue Pengcheng and I am not dead. All this is the conspiracy of their mother and son. I will make sure that their evil will be punished."
Yue Tingfeng sneered, raised his hand, and a lawyer beside him handed over Yue Pengcheng's death certificate and other information.
"We have sufficient evidence here to prove that Mr. Yue Pengcheng passed away a year ago in the spring. I think these things can be used as sufficient evidence whether at home or abroad to prove whether a person is dead."
The police opened it and saw that the information was divided into two parts, one in English and one in Chinese. It included the death certificate issued by the hospital and some supporting evidence. There was even a picture of Yue Pengcheng lying on the hospital bed. Photos with oxygen.
A flash of evil flashed in Yue Tingfeng's eyes, and he said: "Sir, the evidence is all here. It's useless even if you resist stubbornly. My biological father... is dead! There is no longer a person named Yue Pengcheng in this world!"