A Female Forensic Doctor Transmigrates into a Book as the Female Supporting Character Chapter 403 -: Identity

“Liu Jing was indeed asked to be a waitress at the auction house before she vanished.”

“What?” Jiang Xing’s body stiffened upon hearing the words ‘auction house’ from Sister Ling. “You let her go there? An auction house is such a perilous place. Why did you allow Liu Jing to go?”

“She was going there to work as a waitress, not to be an item for auction!” After Sister Ling spoke, she realized outsiders were present and her expression shifted slightly. “I didn’t ask her to go. Xiaoyan was about to head to the auction hall, but she suddenly felt unwell. Liu Jing volunteered to take Xiaoyan’s place.”

“You still shouldn’t have let her go. Honestly, something must have happened there.” Jiang Xing appeared worried, feeling that Liu Jing’s disappearance after going to the auction house was extremely dangerous.

“The underground auction of the black market? I’m really curious to see it.” Feng Jing knew that the entry requirements for the underground auction were extremely high. One needed not only considerable wealth but also to pass stringent checks to be qualified.

“Handsome, even an ordinary person can’t access that kind of place, let alone a police officer like yourself.”

Sister Ling wasn’t looking down on Feng Jing, but she had witnessed the spending power of the black market’s clientele. It was far beyond the reach of ordinary families.

“Sister Ling, you’re mistaken. The true identity of the person standing before you is even more formidable than that of a police officer,” Jiang Xing stated with a smile, looking at Feng Jing. “He is the illegitimate son of the Feng family in the capital. If he genuinely wishes to attend the auction, he merely needs to spend some money.”

“Illegitimate son?” Jiang Xing deliberately emphasized this phrase, drawing Sister Ling’s attention to the word.

Yin Tao looked at Feng Jing awkwardly. Jiang Xing’s misunderstanding of him had never been resolved, but perhaps this was for the best.

“I recall the Feng couple having a rather good relationship; how could there be an illegitimate child?” Sister Ling sounded concerned, as if Feng Jing’s identity had caught her by surprise.

“Sister Ling, you misunderstand. The Feng family is quite renowned, after all.

It’s only natural that many people would seek to attach themselves to them. Men are prone to making mistakes occasionally.”

Feng Jing’s expression grew somber upon hearing Jiang Xing’s words. Sister Ling found it amusing and remarked to Jiang Xing, “You must be cautious. Your life will become challenging the day your Old Master acknowledges an illegitimate child.” “Sister Ling, how can you speak of me like that? Please don’t slander my father. While he may have a bit of a temper, his character is decent,” Jiang Xing seldom defended his father, but he did so now.

“And what right do you have to speak ill of other people’s fathers?”

Sister Ling shot Jiang Xing a glare before turning her gaze to Feng Jing. She felt he bore a resemblance to someone she knew and inquired, “Are you truly from the Feng family?”

Feng Jing remained silent, seemingly assessing Sister Ling’s reaction. “Does it truly matter if he is from the Feng family?” Yin Tao asked softly.

“Of course, it matters. If he is indeed a member of the Feng family, he must be the Feng family’s only grandson.”

Sister Ling was not as naive as Jiang Xing. Feng Jing appeared to be around 30 years old, and the Feng family’s sole grandson would logically be of a similar age.

The kidnapping of the Feng children years ago was common knowledge. Although Sister Ling appeared youthful, she was considerably older than Feng Jing and thus familiar with the Feng family’s history.

“It’s quite amusing that the Feng family’s only grandson has become a police officer,” Sister Ling expressed, showing significant interest in Feng Jing’s identity.

“What kind of police officer goes to a casino…?” Jiang Xing grumbled quietly, feeling Feng Jing’s pretense of being a police officer went a bit too far.

“Perhaps the police are gathering evidence by visiting the casino,” Sister Ling suggested, not doubting Feng Jing’s identity. She had prior dealings with the police and found Feng Jing’s demeanor to be quite fitting for an officer.

“Are you actually a police officer?” Jiang Xing began to question Feng Jing’s true background.

His doubt stemmed not from any specific action, but from a gut feeling. He believed a girl like Yin Tao would not associate with the illegitimate son of a wealthy family for material gain, unless that person’s identity was fabricated from the start.

“I believe you have genuine intentions towards Liu Jing, and therefore, I hope you will reveal the truth to me.” Feng Jing bypassed Jiang Xing, continuing his conversation with Sister Ling.

Sister Ling’s gaze lingered on Feng Jing, her expression thoughtful for a prolonged moment. “Very well, I am prepared to place my trust in you this once. I sincerely hope you do not falter in my expectations.”

Jiang Xing, observing from the periphery, was utterly perplexed. Following Sister Ling’s guidance, they proceeded to a secluded alley situated just beyond the tavern’s vicinity.

“To where are we headed?” Yin Tao’s heart fluttered with a degree of apprehension as they entered the dimly lit alley, perhaps a lingering effect from her previous ordeal of being abducted.