Chapter 490 The police told her that her biological son was Jiang Jiang.

public security bureau.

Xie Mingzhu went straight inside and found the police officer in charge of the case.

Before the other party could speak, Xie Mingzhu asked urgently, panting heavily.

"Is there any news about my child?"

As they had guessed, the police responded affirmatively.

"After our investigation over this period of time, we have found the leader of that human trafficking gang from back then."

"After interrogation, the leader confessed that they originally sold your child to Liujia Village, to a couple surnamed Yin."

"Unexpectedly, when the couple took their child to the market, they lost the child..."

Xie Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat, and her previously high expectations plummeted. Her lips trembled slightly.

"Wh...what?"

"They lost my child? How could they lose my child?!"

The police officers quickly comforted her.

"Don't rush, let me explain slowly."

“We also brought the couple surnamed Yin over for a thorough interrogation. They said that when the child passed away, he was carrying a good luck charm and had a birthmark on his body.”

“They originally wanted to report the case to the police, but when they thought about the child’s unknown origins, they didn’t dare to report it. After searching around for a while without finding anything, they gave up.”

"All these years, they still haven't found the child's whereabouts..."

After listening to the story, the police officers inquired in detail about the approximate location where the child went missing, and then carefully searched and contacted many residents who lived nearby at the time.

The child had been missing for so long, and the information was so vague, that they hadn't had much hope. But just when they thought all hope was lost and were about to give up, they actually managed to find an eyewitness.

"That witness was the owner of a century-old iron shop."

"According to him, he was forging iron under the small shed outside the shop that day when it suddenly started raining heavily. He didn't have time to do his work and hurriedly went to pack up his things."

"While I was packing up the things, I saw a child whose clothes and age were very similar to what the couple surnamed Yin had described."

Hearing this, Xie Mingzhu's previously dead heart was rekindled.

She looked at Lu Qunli with longing.

"Did he see where my child went? Was he taken away by someone?"

"You were right about that."

The old blacksmith said that the rain came suddenly and was particularly heavy, with lightning and thunder in the sky, which was very frightening.

The child walked aimlessly and alone in the rain, his cries half-hidden by the sound of the rain and thunder.

The old blacksmith felt sorry for the child, who seemed lost and had no parents looking for him. His heart softened, and he wanted to help him.

In the short time he went back inside to get an umbrella, the child suddenly disappeared.

Xie Mingzhu suddenly stood up from her seat, her eyes wide.

She was so excited that the chair was knocked to the side by her movements, making a loud, jarring sound.

People around him couldn't help but cast puzzled and curious glances at him.

Xie Mingzhu couldn't care less about anything else; her eyes were red with nervousness, and she choked up a little.

"How could he disappear? Where could such a small child go? Did he fall down? Didn't the old blacksmith look for him more carefully?"

In her moment of panic, Xie Mingzhu startled Lu Qunli, a police officer.

He didn't dare delay and quickly nodded.

"The old blacksmith was also worried about the child, so he quickly ran out to look for him."

After searching everywhere, the old blacksmith couldn't find him. He thought that a child so young shouldn't have gone far. If he really couldn't find him, someone must have kindly taken him in.

So for a while afterward, the old blacksmith kept a close eye on it.

Unexpectedly, one afternoon three days later, he actually saw it.

"The old blacksmith said that he happened to see an elderly couple with a child walking out of a nearby alley."

"After carefully recalling and comparing, he felt that the child must be the same child who got lost in the heavy rain."

Xie Mingzhu's anxious expression turned into excitement.

"Who are they? Where are that elderly couple now?"

Lu Qunli was in a dilemma.

“We investigated this carefully, but the elderly couple’s identities are a bit mysterious and difficult to find out.”

"And on the very afternoon the old blacksmith saw the child, the family happened to move away from that alley."

Xie Mingzhu slumped back into her seat, her eyes vacant.

Just when she thought the child was lost, Lu Qunli spoke up again, albeit hesitantly.

“However, we asked the old residents who used to live there, and they all said that although the couple’s records are hard to find, the neighbors all said that they have a son who works in the military region.”

"The reason why their files are so hard to find is probably because they are military personnel or military dependents themselves."

After all, some military personnel have to do work that is highly confidential and dangerous, and their family members' files and information are also hidden and sealed away, and cannot be accessed without certain permissions.

“We followed the clues and did some preliminary investigation. We found that the son of those two elderly people had recently been transferred to the Beijing Military Region and is now living with you in the military compound.”

"And that child should also be living with the old man's son. I don't know if you've heard of him."

This dramatic turn of events made Xie Mingzhu's heart pound.

She widened her eyes slightly, asking tentatively with a mixture of hope and fear of disappointment—

"Who is this person?"

"If our investigation hasn't gone wrong..."

Two seconds later, Xie Mingzhu dashed out of the police station and ran desperately toward the military compound.

As she ran anxiously, she still felt a sense of unreality, and the image of a child kept flashing through her mind.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes, and a gust of wind blew them away, wetting her dark hair.

Xie Mingzhu rubbed her eyes. She hadn't wanted to cry and wanted to see her child looking her best.

But for some reason, I couldn't hold back; tears welled up like a floodgate had been opened.

Xie Mingzhu wiped her tears again and again, as if they would never end.

Yet, amidst these tears, Xie Mingzhu couldn't help but smile from the bottom of her heart.

She was filled with mixed feelings at that moment.

She was happy, eager, and... also surprised.

She never imagined that the child she had been searching for was both far away and right before her eyes, and that they had even met and spoken before.

The child had even eaten the shortbread and pastries she made herself, and would look at her with bright, smiling eyes, saying sweetly—

"Auntie, you really are the best auntie in the world."

"I wish you were my mother."