The deputy director was also momentarily confused. With much patience, he repeatedly questioned the boy if he had remembered the number correctly.

“I…” The boy scratched his head and, for a moment, started to doubt himself, too.

He knew his mother’s number by heart and could even recite it in reverse. However, he hardly called her. The boy was usually at home watching TV, and there was no urgent need for him to seek her. His mother had asked him to memorize the number for emergency’s sake, but as days passed, his memory of the number had faded somewhat, so he had some difficulty when he recited the number. He was surprised to learn that it was a futile call.

The deputy director tried finding some leads from the household registry, but the search turned out to be in vain, too.

This was nothing unusual. Strictly speaking, Chu He was a missing person. After missing for four years, she could apply for a household account, but what was really disturbing was that she had no memory of her identity. She had tried searching for it; unfortunately, there was nothing about her on the Internet.

When the woman first knew that she had lost her memory, she tried finding some information via the police network, be it through DNA matching or face matching; she even attempted to search for herself in the identification database. All efforts yielded no past information, alas.

There were only a few special scenarios when no information could be found:

First, the woman might be a returning Chinese citizen. Without a national citizenship, it was simply difficult to find any information on her in the country’s database.

Second, she could be an illegal immigrant, though this would be unlikely in this instance.

Third, she might hold a special identity, such as belonging to a special force within the military establishment. It would be difficult to locate such person’s information in the general database. These special forces, such as secret agents or undercover enlisted officers, would usually have their separate database, and one would need to be discharged from service or affiliations before their identity could be stored in the national identity database.

However, the boy made no mention about his mother’s missing past.

More importantly, he knew nothing about her history.

All he knew was that he had no father.

The deputy director searched in vain for half a day, and when he realized that he could not find any leads, he proposed for a DNA comparison. However, this technical test would require a blood sample.

When the butler informed the kid about this, the latter’s face sank instantly.

“Need to draw blood?” Baby Chu’s mind instantly conjured up the figure of a doctor in a white coat approaching him with a huge syringe in hand. This immediately sent him crying. “That must hurt!”

The old man tried to cajole the child. “It won’t be painful; it’s just a needle prick.”

The boy shook his head vehemently. “No way, no way! Don’t lie to me; injection also hurts! When something so sharp punctures the skin, it’ll feel painful!”

“But this is the only way we can find your mother! You’re unable to provide any details about her, aren’t you? How about your father?”

Baby Chu dropped his head in disappointment at the mention of his father; his lips then pouted forlornly.

“I don’t have a father…”

The butler quickly moved to coax and comfort the child when he saw the latter on the verge of crying; only at his consolation did the boy manage to hold back the tears, which had very nearly rolled down his small face just moments ago.

The boy eventually compromised, and the deputy director had someone take the child to a hospital for a blood sample extraction.

The elderly housekeeper was actually rather good with children.

One must know that he raised Gu Jinglian himself. When the mafia head got sick at three years of age, he threw a tantrum, for he had to go to the hospital for an injection. It was him who managed to coax and calm the young master then. Hence, this senior servant was rather experienced in dealing with such matters.