kingnovel Chapter 749: No Interview
Chapter 749: No Interview
Old Charlie seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His hunched back collapsed completely and he slumped down on the creaking chair.
Wen Liang looked at the old man who was destroyed in an instant, and his heart was filled with great grief and anger.
She and Lu Yao were silent for a few minutes. Seeing that the old man was in a better mood, Wen Liang asked, "Mr. Charlie, can you recall what the person who took Jamie away said? Did he leave any documents? Even if it's just a piece of paper, a name, or a vague name of an organization? Any details may be the key clue to finding Jamie!"
The old man was silent for a long time, then slowly stood up and walked to the clothes rack. His skinny fingers trembled as he fumbled in the pocket of his old jacket for a long time, and finally took out a neatly folded piece of paper with the same badly worn edges.
He spread the piece of paper on the table with trembling hands. The paper had turned yellow and brittle, with printed words on it. The handwriting was a little blurry, but the first few words were extremely eye-catching: Acceptance Notice from the Delaware Special Needs Children's Care Center.
Below were some formatted terms that essentially confirmed Jamie's admission to the center for "professional care and education," with only a blurry stamp and a typed signature at the end.
"This is it..." Old Charlie's voice was full of bitterness and helplessness. "They gave me this, saying it was a voucher and that they would send me Jamie's 'growth report' regularly in the future, but they never did... I went to the address they mentioned, but it didn't exist at all... That phone number was also unavailable..."
Lu Yao took out his phone and searched quickly. He said helplessly, "This organization does not exist. The name and seal are both forged."
Wen Liang felt even colder as he looked at this inferior "notice".
This is simply a carefully designed piece of scrap paper that uses the name of an official welfare agency to deceive the elderly and perfectly cover up the crime of illegally transferring and controlling Jamie!
Wen Liang left some large bills and contact information for the old man, and left with Lu Yao.
Walking out of the narrow apartment building filled with the smell of stale medicine and despair, the afternoon sun was so bright that Wen Liang squinted his eyes.
She took a deep breath, but the faint smell of urban exhaust in the air could not dispel the heavy feeling of suffocation.
KL Group has done a flawless job.
The victim’s family’s rights protection efforts were in vain, and their grandson was instead taken away by unknown persons.
Seeing the old man getting old and helpless, Wen Liang felt very sad.
Lu Yao said, "Compared to Jamie who is missing, it is a blessing in disguise that Mason can be found."
Wen Liang nodded gently.
But she was still very curious, why was Mason not in the laboratory but adopted?
Huo Dongcheng checked and found that there was no strange force behind Mason's adoptive parents.
"Go to the Rare Blood Type Mutual Aid Association here." Wen Liang got into the car and said in a low but firm voice, "Look for that 'Mark Thompson'."
"Ah."
The locations of these organizations are clearly listed on the official website. After Lu Yao found them, he drove forward.
The destination is the glamorous financial district on the other side of the city, where the office of the KL Rare Blood Type Mutual Aid Association is located in one of the modern buildings.
The bright lobby and the mirror-like marble floor formed a shocking contrast with Charlie's dim and greasy residence.
Take the high-speed elevator to the designated floor. Behind the huge glass door is a spacious and bright reception area. The logo of "KL Rare Blood Type Mutual Aid and Care Association Wilmington Branch" glows with a low-key and expensive matte finish on the dark background wall.
Soft music is playing, potted plants are growing green, and everything exudes an atmosphere of professionalism, standardization, and care.
A young woman in a well-tailored beige suit and impeccable makeup came up to us with a stylized smile: "Welcome, how can I help you?"
Wen Liang stepped forward and said, "I would like to ask if you have ever heard of the name Emma, eight years ago..."
The receptionist's delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, and her tone was polite but distant, revealing an unquestionable intention to expel the guest. She interrupted Wen Liang directly and said, "I'm sorry, the association mainly serves members and provides health consultation, and does not provide interview services."
"Interview? You misunderstood," Wen Liang explained quickly, her voice trembling slightly, her hands clasped nervously in front of her belly, perfectly portraying the image of a worried mother, "My child has just been diagnosed with a very rare blood type and needs special care. I heard from a friend that your association can help. Before joining, I just wanted to learn more about the situation, especially... I heard that the association had some not-so-good reports in the past."
The receptionist's expression changed slightly, and she smiled a bigger smile that tried to sound sincere. Her voice returned to its previous softness, even a little sweeter: "So that's how it is! I understand. As a parent of a child with a special blood type, we completely understand your caution and concerns."
She turned sideways and made a "please" gesture, "Please move to the rest area over here. I will give you a brief introduction to the association's purpose and current service scope."
The attitude changed 180 degrees, as if the cold-blooded expellee had never appeared.
The moment the receptionist turned around to lead the way, Wen Liang and Lu Yao exchanged solemn glances.
They were led to the sofa area.
Wen Liang sat down, rubbing her hands nervously, and continued to play the role of a mother seeking help: "Um... I'm really sorry to bring up this unpleasant topic. I just heard about this news from a friend, and when he learned that I wanted my child to join the association, he tried his best to stop me, always thinking that it was the association... In fact, we don't believe in those things, but it's always right to want to understand..."
The receptionist immediately showed an expression of sudden enlightenment and a hint of compassion and helplessness. "The association did know about Ms. Emma's situation at the time and expressed deep sympathy for her. However, Ms. Emma's liver cancer was already in the late stage when it was diagnosed. This can be verified in her complete medical records."
"I heard that eight years ago, it was a member of the association named Mark Thompson who introduced Emma to a free health check-up?"
"Mark Thompson? There has never been any registration record of this person in our association's internal system, and his name has never appeared on any volunteer list. Maybe he is a person imagined by Mr. Charlie in extreme pain, or... he remembered the name wrongly?" The receptionist sighed, "The old man lost his only daughter, and he was too sad to develop some incomprehensible paranoia."
She continued in a smooth and confident tone, "As for the lab staff he mentioned in the interview wearing nameplates with fake names? That's even more ridiculous. Any laboratory under KL strictly abides by operating procedures, and the identities of all personnel are open and transparent. That so-called name is completely fictitious, so it's impossible to find the corresponding person in the lab."