"Let's go home, let's go home! If it's not Zhilan's child, we won't look anymore." Lin Chan waved her hand, "Chen Yun, have your people confirm the identity of this child as soon as possible. See if any parents come forward to claim. If not, give them a decent burial. After all, it's pitiful to die so young."
"You don't need to tell me." Chen Yun sighed, thinking, although it's unclear how the child's parents let them fall into Lan Song's parents' hands, it's still fortunate for He Zhilan and He Teng that it wasn't their child who perished. But it's pitiful for the child killed by Lan Song's parents, still unidentified. If the parents didn't report the child missing, it would indeed be challenging to investigate.
He Zhilan and her family arrived at the police station with heavy hearts and left full of hope.
