Qin Ran held the receiver in stunned silence.
Although he had suspected something after seeing the cropped photograph, he had never imagined the truth would be even more outrageous than he had thought.
Ex-wife?
Marriage?
Ha.
Impossible!
Given his personality, marriage was out of the question. He would never get married in this lifetime. He resisted even dating and relied on food every day to sustain his wonderful life. Having another person to share it with would be an absolute disaster.
Qin Ran's silence clearly led the detective on the other end of the line to misunderstand.
"Mr. 2567, please accept my condolences. I hope you'll understand."
"Your ex-wife's parents died years ago, and she had no close friends."
"That's why we contacted you."
"If possible, we'd like you to come to the Mike Rose Forensic Studio to identify the body. Someone will be there to meet you this afternoon."
An involuntary trace of warmth crept into her stern voice.
After considering it for a moment, Qin Ran finally agreed.
He certainly wanted nothing to do with this ex-wife he had never met, but considering his current identity, he had to go and see her.
He needed more information.
He believed he had not been given this identity for no reason.
Modin must have made some arrangements.
Even if there was no sign of them yet.
But waiting around was not Qin Ran's style.
After hanging up, Qin Ran left the room and went into the courtyard. He apologetically told the chef, "I'm sorry, something unexpected has come up, and I won't be able to enjoy this food right away. Once you've finished preparing it, could you store it in Food Haven's refrigerator for the time being?"
"Of course."
"But Dr. 2567, I should remind you that prolonged freezing will