Watching those ten or so figures scattered in various corners, posing as if they were in a photo shoot, Zhou Huchen felt a chill in his heart.
The excruciating pain from his two blood-red legs didn't feel as intense anymore!
Zong Jian decisively sent someone to notify the professionals to come for testing. Soon, a group of people dressed in white lab coats, holding various professional equipment, arrived at the training hall.
Ten minutes later...
"The two sets of fingerprints don't match; we can conclude they're not the same person!"
A woman wearing remarkably thick glasses took off her gloves and, holding a report filled with various data and English letters, analyzed, "The full DNA test report will take some time, but given the significant differences, we can already say they're definitely not the same person!"
Zong Jian pressed further, "Since he isn't Zhou Huchen, then who exactly is he?"
