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The Jiang Family acted swiftly. After confirming the information with Song Bunan, they split into two teams and began their operations. One team took the three of them to Jiang Family Hospital, completely disregarding Song Bunan's protests about being perfectly healthy and not needing medical attention. The other team relayed the news back to the Jiang Family Head and proceeded to meet up with personnel heading to the Gu Family Old Residence.
Song Bunan sat in the car, speechless, while Xin Yi beside him was diligently checking the child's condition.
"He's too thin," Song Bunan said, realizing that resistance was futile and accepting the situation as he joined Xin Yi in the examination.
The child's body resembled that of a skeleton, with skin so shriveled it felt like old tree bark. There were several signs of broken bones that had been reattached improperly, and new wounds marred his body, having burst open from movement, with blood seeping through his ill-fitting clothing. To everyone else, Song Bunan's coat looked like children's wear, but on the child, it could almost wrap around him entirely.
"They really would harm such a small child," came the driver's uncertain voice from the front. Seeing a familiar face, Song Bunan helplessly replied that ever since he gained a detailed understanding of this laboratory, he increasingly felt that these people were mentally disturbed—madmen.
Song Bunan didn't believe his feelings were wrong; after all, their actions were utterly inhumane no matter where they were placed. The creators of this experiment—whether it was Ghost Messenger seeking a body or the Gu Family wanting to restore their lineage—were wrong for imposing their delusions on so many innocent lives. If it was for revenge, why not target the most marginalized members of each family from the start instead of using lives unrelated to them for their experiments?
Those Ghost Messengers were also deranged; wanting to become human while retaining their memories—there's no such easy deal in this world. They refused to consult with the big shots below them and instead concocted such a heartless scheme to wreak havoc on humanity. What baffled him most was how they could actually find traitors among humans willing to cooperate.
At that moment, the diversity of species was vividly displayed.
"I don't think this child looks like he has family," the driver remarked during a red light as he leaned over to observe the child closely. "But he looks so familiar."
"Familiar?" Song Bunan asked curiously.
The driver nodded and continued, "Yes, familiar. I've worked for the Jiang Family for over twenty years and have seen many people from other families alongside the head of the family. A few of them had particularly distinctive appearances that I remember well, and this child looks remarkably like a young man from the Zhang Family. That guy had a nose and mouth just like this—quite unique."
Song Bunan scrutinized the child's face carefully. The bridge of his nose was low, but his nose tip was round and protruding slightly; his nostrils were small and appeared quite mismatched. His lips were beautifully shaped—the upper lip slightly prominent—forming a perfect M shape that was delicate and refined, though his pallor made him look very pale.
He carefully searched his mind for any humans he had seen with such characteristics, but came up empty. When he asked Xin Yi if he had any relevant memories, the man seriously replied that he never remembered the appearances of unrelated individuals. Song Bunan smiled and inquired about the whereabouts of the young outsider from the Zhang Family.
"He's dead!" The driver continued to drive. "Although the Zhang Family isn't as large as some of the other clans, they do have their own outsiders. However, in recent years, many of those outsiders have either died or gone missing; it's quite tragic. I remember hearing from the family head that this young man got married not long ago and then met with an accident. His new wife has also disappeared. He was the last of that branch, and after his death, no one cared about them anymore. Now that I see this child's appearance, I recall that young man was quite handsome."
After listening to the driver's account, Song Bunan thought this might be a breakthrough. He asked when the accident had occurred, but the driver shook his head after thinking for a moment and admitted he didn't know. "I heard about it a long time after it happened; probably the family head knows more details. What are your thoughts?"
They had a good relationship; over the years, most of the rides Song Bunan got while visiting the Jiang Family were with this driver, whom he referred to as Brother. He stroked his chin and replied, "If he died around ten years ago, it might indeed be related. This child looks to be only about ten years old, not very big."
The driver laughed heartily at this, saying it was just a resemblance. After all, the young man's wife also vanished after his death; she couldn't have hidden away to have a baby. "I heard they were married for less than two months; if she got pregnant so quickly, she must be quite a character."
Xin Yi had been silent during their discussion on this topic but finally spoke up after hearing what the driver said, suggesting it was very possible. His words drew curious glances from both the driver and Song Bunan as he slowly explained, "I remember this incident well. At that time, the Zhang Family was working with us and asked us to help investigate that man's cause of death. However, I wasn't part of that team. From what I heard, he died in a car accident caused by losing control due to slippery wheels in heavy rain. When investigating those around him, it was mentioned that his wife was pregnant at that time. But since we couldn't find evidence of foul play, it was classified as an accident."
"Wow!" Song Bunan grinned upon hearing this, a glimmer of insight flashing in his eyes as he turned his gaze toward the child, pondering something.
"That does seem possible," the driver nodded. "His wife could have been heartbroken and tricked by people from the lab; after all, her family was gone—who would investigate if she ran away?"
If that's the case, they might want to use the child in her womb for their experiments, Song Bunan thought. They aimed to resolve issues related to merging souls with other bodies at their source; children were the best option, and an unborn fetus would be even better.
If this child truly belonged to a side branch of the Zhang Family, they would gain an additional ally in their endeavors.
"What are you thinking about?" Xin Yi's voice snapped Song Bunan back to reality as he noticed everyone looking at him with raised eyebrows. He replied that it seemed there was no rush to find Xiao Mei and Shui Su for now.
"Let's take this child to the hospital and then visit the Zhang Family. I have a feeling there’s quite a story there."
Song Bunan had little collaboration with the Zhang Family. He rarely saw them seeking help from people like him; that family adhered strictly to their own principles, somewhat similar to the Mighty Falcon.
In the tales surrounding the Gu Family, they were the ones who benefited the most after the family's downfall. However, instead of rising, they had been on a downward trajectory, and now in Rongcheng, their name still held some weight solely due to the remnants of their former glory.
After rescuing a child from the Mang Mountain incident, Song Bunan didn't even receive a simple thank you from that family. "I, Song Bunan, have never been one to work for just a thank you, but if there's gossip to be had, I would love it. Saving their child in exchange for some juicy tidbits seems quite reasonable."
Xin Yi observed the shrewd glint in Song Bunan's eyes and understood that a visit to the Zhang Family was inevitable.
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