After going around and around for so long, why didn't he think of Dean Bai's family?

It is easy to find out Dean Bai's family, and it can be understood from the household registration information.

Baijia Village, F City, Dean Bai's household registration data shows that it is here.

A village on the outskirts of City F, it is almost an hour's drive from the city to that village.

A small village, entering from the entrance of the village, dozens of families, scattered everywhere.

It was very easy to find out about Dean Bai's niece's house, a two-story old courtyard in the innermost part of the village.

This trip went unexpectedly well, Dean Bai's niece Bai Yanhua was over sixty years old at the time, and her wife died two years ago.

After graduating from college, a pair of children have settled in other places, leaving her alone in her hometown.

The yard was cleaned very clean, and Ms. Bai Yanhua was also very welcoming.

A cup of tea was brewed on the stone table in the courtyard, and the apricot blossoms of the apricot tree in the courtyard were gone, and the petals fell to the ground, soaked in the smell of earth, which was very pleasant.

Aunt Bai could see that she was not an ordinary old lady from the countryside, and she had an intellectual aura on her body.

After a short conversation, Yi Tian learned that Aunt Bai used to be an accountant at a state-owned meat factory in the city, and after retiring, she returned to this quiet place to recuperate.

Regarding Yi Tian's inquiry about the welfare home, Aunt Bai has a deep affection for her aunt, Dean Bai.

Speaking of Dean Bai, it can be said that he sacrificed his precious youth for the orphans in the welfare home in those years, and he never married in his life, not to mention, he also suffered a lot.

However, for Dean Bai's selfless dedication, Aunt Bai still appreciates it very much.

She said that it was because of her aunt's big and fearless spirit that she and her aunt were very close.

In the year when the welfare institute was dissolved, Dean Bai was only in her fifties, and she died of illness in just one year, which is a big regret.

However, many of the materials of the welfare home were not discarded, and after the death of Dean Bai, in addition to some of the materials scattered to the orphans of other welfare homes, the remaining materials that died of illness and were adopted by Aunt Bai were all retained by Aunt Bai.

It is still in good condition in a utility house on the second floor.

Several boxes of materials were placed in front of Yi Tian, and it took a lot of effort to find them.

Halfway through, Aunt Bai suddenly remembered that a few years ago, a young man had also come here to ask her about his brother.

The young man also looked through all these materials.

As for whether he found his brother, Aunt Bai didn't know.

When Aunt Bai recalled, she described the young man clearly.

He said that the young man was born tall and big, and that it was the time of spring, and the young man was wearing a crisp suit. In particular, a pair of eyes, large and deep, are impressive.

He said that he and his brother were orphans in a welfare home, but they were adopted by different families.

Aunt Bai shook her head as to whether the young man had been adopted by a foreign couple, she seemed to have mentioned it at the time, but the young man obviously didn't want to answer this question, after all, it was people's privacy, so Aunt Bai didn't ask much.

Did the young man find information about his brother?

Aunt Bai said that the young man did find it at that time, and also took the two file bags with him.

There is a small notebook on the cabinet in the utility room, and Aunt Bai is worthy of being an accountant, and she is rigorous and careful.

When the young man took the file, she made him sign the notebook.

A yellowed notebook covered in dust.

On the third line of the second page, the signature on it is really not flattering, and it is not as good as a schoolboy's font.

But the name is very clear.

Bai Lang, March 3, 2008

Except for those who had their own names before they came, the orphans in the welfare home all followed the surname of Dean Bai, whose surname was Bai.

Who is this young man named Bai Lang?

Will he be Mike? Judging from Aunt Bai's description, it is completely consistent with Mike's figure.

When Wang Tong called, Yi Tian was struggling with a pile of information.

The sky outside the window had darkened, and Aunt Bai turned on the light in the room.

Wang Tong said on the phone that the eldest sister of the hotel had cooked all the meals, and he called to ask when he would go back.

Yi Tian looked at the information that had not been read for half of it, and asked Wang Tong not to wait for him.

Wang Tong complained on the phone and hung up the phone.

Aunt Bai was very caring and cooked a bowl of fragrant noodles for Yi Tian.

An hour later, all the information was finished, and there was no answer that Yi Tian wanted, and there was no information about the twins.

The only thing that can be left is whether the young man who took the information ten years ago is Mike.

Is he one of the twins? Nobody knows.

Luckily, the yellowed notebook has his signature on it, yes or no? I believe that the answer will be found after handwriting examination, but it will take time.

But Yi Tian analyzed, Mike grew up abroad, and the font for writing Chinese must not look good, and the name of Bai Lang is indeed signed in the wrong stroke order.

To determine if it's Mike, it's the last one.

When I came out of Aunt Bai's house, the yellowed notebook was lying in the co-pilot's seat.

The car drove along a narrow stretch of village road, and the world was tightly surrounded by night.

I don't know when it started to rain lightly, and it seems that the world is hazy and cold.

The road twists and turns, and the trees in the mountains look dark against the night.

The drizzle was hazy, and the front windshield glass was quickly clouded, and the wipers were turned on, but it didn't work.

In this old police car, after the wipers brushed the front gear, the vision ahead was even more blurred.

The car stopped on the side of the road and wiped the front glass with a paper towel, which was much clearer.

When the car was moving on the road again, there were vehicles in the distance with their headlights coming from far and near.

The yellowed notebook lay quietly in the passenger seat.

The suburbs here are not as flat as in City B, and the curves ahead have become narrower.

The oncoming car was getting closer and closer, and he slowed down.

But the one didn't slow down, and the closer it got closer, the more it smacked the accelerator and slammed straight in his direction.

Seeing that the two cars were about to collide, Yi Tian had to choose to slam the steering wheel.

The car grazed Yi Tian's body and drove out, but Yi Tian's car fell towards the deep ditch next to the road due to inertia at this time.

The car went all the way down, and the dense bushes did not stop the car from going down.

When the car stopped, Yi Tian didn't know, he only knew that when he woke up, he only saw a figure that seemed to pass by in front of him.

All that remained was the sound of the wind blowing through the dense forest.