Chapter 68 Rebirth

Leeds? Which Liz, do I know this guy?

Suddenly, Sifer patted his head, remembering that on the night of the 'press conference', Rachel, the former personal maid, came to find him.

At that time, Rachel said that the original owner once asked a detective named Liz to investigate something.

So, the detective is back?

He already has findings!

Looking at the letter on the table, Sifa burned it. Then in the afternoon, on the grounds that the church was praying for the victims, he left the house alone without bringing his personal servant.

He stayed in the church for half a day, until around three o'clock, he went to the Mermaid Road, to the 'Canary Restaurant'.

This restaurant is not far from Fengting Bakery, and Xifa can see from a distance that the bakery is being rebuilt.

In order to deal with that little devil yesterday, Xifa almost blew up the whole bakery. Unfortunately, because of his status, he couldn't directly compensate the owner of the bakery.

Fortunately, the donations received by the church last night will be used for the burial of the victims and the transition of difficult families. The bakery should be able to get a grant from the church to rebuild.

Not wearing a formal suit to make himself look like an ordinary middle-class person, Xifa pushed open the door of the restaurant without attracting much attention.

He took a quick look at the restaurant, and soon saw a middle-aged man sitting in the far corner, who was looking towards the door, and waved his hand proactively.

That should be Detective Liz.

Sifer walked over calmly. Detective Liz was thin and shrewd. He had a goatee and a walnut pipe by his hand.

Maybe because the restaurant doesn't allow smoking, he just stroked the pipe, but didn't intend to pick it up and bite it against his lips.

Xifa came to this table, pulled out a chair and sat down, and greeted with a smile: "Good afternoon, Mr. Liz, nice to meet you."

A waiter came forward, and Sifa ordered a cup of coffee.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Sifer."

As the detective spoke, he took out a paper bag from behind him. Open it, and pour out some documents and photos from it.

"I have already found out what you entrusted me to investigate. These are evidences. Please look them over."

Xifa brought them over, first noticing a few photos. In the photo, what appears to be a farmhouse in the countryside, there is a couple holding a baby, surrounded by five children.

Looking at the document again, it turned out to be an adoption certificate.

these are?

Cifer looked up at the detective.

Detective Leeds still picked up the walnut pipe and bit it to his lips, but did not light it.

He looked at Xifa with a sympathetic look, then lowered his voice and said, "I stayed in Tingen City for almost two months, visited many places, and got these exact evidences."

"Yes, Mr. Sifer. As you suspected before, you are not the son of Baron Byson, you are his adopted son."

"He adopted you when you were just a baby, eighteen years ago."

"And the couple in the photo are your biological parents!"

hum!

Xifa's whole body trembled, and he almost got up out of control.

Am I not the Baron's son?

I'm just a foster child?

"Mr. Sifer, are you alright?"

The detective said with some concern, and comforted him: "Actually, you don't have to be too sad. You have also said that the baroness and his wife are very good to you. Even if they are not their biological sons, you are willing to treat them as your biological parents."

"For this reason, you didn't deliberately disguise yourself, pretending to be a noble with a bad record, so that your father's enemies can lower their vigilance."

"After all, an incompetent son is destined not to be able to support this family."

The detective took out the pen and paper again, wrote quickly, then tore off the paper and handed it to Xifa.

"If you want to find your biological parents, go to Tingen and find a friend of mine who is also a detective."

"An experienced detective, and he's been in Tingen long enough to be able to help you."

Xifa glanced at the paper, it said 'Henry Private Detective Agency, 27 Besik Street, Tingen City'.

He had recovered from the initial shock, and Detective Leeds was right that it didn't really matter whether he was a son or an adopted son.

The attitude of the Bysons is one thing, the important thing is that he is not really Sifa.

He is just using the body of 'Xifa', a traveler with this identity.

He is Lee Jersey!

Therefore, the results of this survey are irrelevant.

A smile appeared on Xifa's face again: "Thank you for your hard work, how much should I pay you?"

Liz leaned back slightly: "20 pounds, I don't need so much, but I stayed in Tingen for two months, which cost me several orders, so."

Before he finished speaking, Xifa had already taken out two 10-pound notes and pushed them in front of his eyes.

Then he packed up his things and left the restaurant without drinking coffee.

Although intellectually he knew that this matter had little to do with him, but walking on the street, Sifa still felt a little heavy.

This emotion should come from the original owner, from this body.

After all, people are emotional creatures, and no one can take it easy after knowing that their parents who have raised them for more than ten years have no blood relationship with them.

Xifa, who was in a slightly depressed mood, returned home. He didn't want to talk for a while, and he didn't want to see anyone, so he walked quickly towards his bedroom.

But when he was approaching his father's study, he heard the voice of his mother Anelu.

"Would it be too soon for Xifa to do this now?"

Father Bison said disapprovingly: "I think the time is almost here. Besides, he can't always be under our protection."

"He needs to go out, he needs to face some difficulties by himself, even face his own enemies."

Anilu suddenly said: "Is it his enemy? Isn't it your enemy?"

"Ani!"

The father's tone was slightly reproachful: "Even if he is my enemy, so what? As my son, shouldn't he take on this responsibility?"

"But you know, he is not your son. He was adopted by us from a family of farmers in Tingen City, and it is Jom who should bear the responsibility."

Bai Sen's voice suddenly rose: "The purpose of my adopting him is to protect Chaum and our children. I thought we had reached a consensus eighteen years ago."

At this time, there was the sound of closing the door in the corridor, but even so, as a 'hunter', Sifa could still hear the conversation in the room.

"My dear, we have raised him for eighteen years, and I have regarded him as my own son. Yes, I agreed with you back then, but I am a mother, and Sifa is also my son."

"If you have to do it, I think we should at least tell him and let him decide whether to take the responsibility."

Baisen said angrily: "There is no need for that! In the past eighteen years, his daily life, his education, and his life have all met the standards that a baron's son should have."

"Although I will not let him inherit the property, I will not divide the property to him. But since he was fifteen years old, he has received an annuity from me."

"Annuity of not less than 3,000 pounds per year!"

"Ani, if he wasn't adopted by me, he is just a child of an ordinary farmer. Do you think he can enjoy these things?"

"Now, it's time for him to repay me, even if he will die because of it, he must do it!"

Anilu's tone was full of helplessness and sadness: "Your brother has been eyeing us. If Xifa continues to bear the identity of the eldest son, sooner or later, they will attack Xifa."

"You're right, so didn't he become a Extraordinary? You see, even if I wanted him to be a shield, I continued to invest in him, just to give him a bargaining chip against danger?"

"No, you just hope that the child can live a little longer, so that you will be safer."

"Then what do you want me to do!"

There was anger in Byson's voice: "Ani, do you want to expose Chaum to danger? He's only nine years old!"

"Your idea is simply not feasible. If he knows, he is not a member of the Disraeli family. Do you think he will stand up and take this responsibility?"

"Don't forget, you were also troubled by his nonsense before. Now that he has finally awakened and changed, are you going to bring everything back to its original shape?"

Hearing this, Sifa's hands and feet were cold.

Even the heart became cold.

He left without a sound, and returned to his bedroom from another staircase.

close the door.

The windows were not opened.

In the darkness, Sifa sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

turn out to be.

To his father, no, to Byson, he was just a shield.

All the investments he has made in himself are just to make this shield stronger.

So that this shield can attract malicious hostility from outside for him, so that this shield can protect the real heir of this family.

suddenly.

Xifa found it funny, absurd, angry, wronged, and sad.

Recalling before, when I first traveled through time, I thought I had gained a family affection.

Only now did I realize that behind this family relationship was a cold deal.

Suddenly Sifer stood up.

He slapped his face hard: "Wake up, wake up quickly. You are not really Sifer Disraeli, you don't need to be sad or disappointed at all."

"Since Bison wants to use you, you can also use him in reverse."

[That's right, Li Zexi! Let's take his property and drive them all out. Let them become homeless, become beggars, let them have nothing, hahahahaha.]

Xifa raised his head, reached out and stroked his face, smoothing the upturned corner of his mouth.

"Actually, Baisen is right about one thing. If he had never adopted the original owner, then Xifa would not have what he has now."

"Thanks to him, I was able to successfully become an Extraordinary."

"In this situation, it's not good for me to have a falling out. Then, I can only make excuses."

"At the same time, using his connections, his money, skipping the steps of asset accumulation, and starting my own business."

"When the time is right, I will leave this family. At that time, I will be clean with him!"

"Right, that is it."

After figuring this out, he decided on his attitude towards Bison and made plans for the future. Xifa finally came out of the haze just now, and felt a new life!

[End of the first part]

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