"Isn't there any news yet?" Jiang Ming still remembers the thunderstorm night that night: "Uncle, perhaps, Xiao Jue is living well in a certain place now."

「……」

"You should be glad that there is no sign of Xiao Jue in the entire Lishan Mountain, at least, there is a good chance that he will live, right?"

"Do you have any news over there?"

"Not yet."

Jiang Ming shook his head gently, over the years, Jiang Ming has also been trying to find it.

The circle of friends around Beitang Yaori is all worth a lot of money and has extraordinary power. All forces were dispatched to find the missing son, but without exception there was no news.

This made the pressure on Beitang Yaori feel huge. With none of these powerful friends around him to be found, how much hope does the little lord have for survival?

"Don't worry, uncle, I'm sure that one day the little lord will come back."

"He was only five years old at the time, and even if he had a memory, it would probably be very vague."

"Hehe, don't worry about this, uncle." Jiang Ming smiled lightly, and his soothing appearance was the same as Jiang Bo's: "You can pass the federal junior first-class officer exam at a young age, and Xiao Jue is not an ordinary child, isn't this verified by Xiao Ao?"

The younger brother of the twins, Beitang Ao's growth and excellence over the years are in everyone's eyes.

At the age of twenty-one, he has become the youngest major general in the Federation, even shorter than the time he has been a general.

The excellence of Beitang Ao is enough to prove everything.

"So, don't worry too much, Lord is very smart, as long as he has a memory, he will definitely return to Black Swan Castle. Uncle, the little lord is the most homely."

「……」

"If he doesn't come back, there's only one possibility......

After a pause, Jiang Ming raised his head and looked at Beitang Yaori: "Unless he falls off the cliff and loses his memory."

Amnesia?

Jiang Ming said this, but it reminded Beitang Yaosun.

All along, it has been based on all the personal information of the North Hall. If Xiaojue has amnesia, it is not impossible to be picked up by other family members and change his name and surname.

"Leng Zhao!" After being silent for a while, Beitang Yaori got up, and didn't even have time to take a sip of tea: "Newly screen people with the same blood type as Xiao Jue, and give me a careful investigation one by one. The age range is from 15 to 25 years old, whether it is going abroad, whether it is not out, whether it is sick or dead, or accidental death. Even if you go to the morgue, you can't let any of them go! Check it out for me!"

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

It seems that Uncle Beitang has been really, very attentive in order to find Xiaojue over the years.

"Uncle, are you leaving?"

"I'll come back to see you another day." Beitang Yaori grabbed the coat on the sofa, and just as he was about to leave, he turned to look at Jiang Ming as if he remembered something.

"Recently, you went to see Xiao Ao more."

Jiang Ming was slightly stunned, and then nodded clearly: "Don't worry, uncle, I will go to see him more."

Both father and son, the personalities of Beitang Yaori and Beitang Ao are exactly the same, especially the stubbornness of the two people!

Obviously, they are very concerned about each other, however, in the past ten years, Beitang Yaori and his son Beitang Ao have only met a handful of times, not to mention the heart-to-heart chatting between father and son.

The only time there was a fierce quarrel was also because of the matter of the little lord.

Probably, this is the pattern of their father and son, two men who are too good collide together, and there will always be war.