"Results?" Flynn Taylor's voice was a bit hoarse.
"I suggest you cut down on smoking, or you'll ruin your throat," Mr. Forensic said with a chuckle.
"Results?"
Mr. Forensic slapped the DNA report onto Flynn Taylor's chest, saying, "See for yourself."
Flynn Taylor hurriedly opened the envelope, pulled out the report, and flipped directly to the last page. After staring at it intently for a while, the veins on his hand clutching the report stood out prominently.
"Hey, Mr. Hancock. I'm really curious, who did you do this test for? You had the audacity to bring me two completely unrelated people, really..."
Before Mr. Forensic could finish, Flynn Taylor had already strode out of the rest room.
The black Exelero raced through the night.
"Otherwise, where did Emma come from?"
"Do you truly not mind that I was once another man's woman?"
"And you don't mind about Emma?"
"What about Alan?"
The woman's words replayed in Flynn Taylor's mind...
Misleading!
Absolute misleading!