Looking at the picture of the man with the wheelchair, he got the same gut feeling as he did from being around Yi Long. Much too similar. He'd seen people who looked like their parents, sure, but this man could pass off as his identical twin. What would such a man benefit from having the wheelchair if it was a joke? Was it just a very convincing replica? He scanned the image for something that looked similar, something he knew from the dig site. Sure enough, he noticed little things here and there proving this was the same dig.<br/><br/>"Dove, did you ever happen to catch his father's name? Being a PI has it's perks you know."<br/><br/>Saying that, he pulled up his programs that would help him find a person's family. He put a cropped picture of the man's face for facial recognition, and ran a couple of Yi Long's through as well, typing in names and the location.<br/><br/>"Might as well learn a little about my employer hmm?"<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>An Bo shook, with what emotion he couldn't tell. He was scared, shaking in his boots, but he was also furious, and concerned for Wuqing's health, and a whole multitude of things. Why had he attacked them? What would drive Wuqing's own brother to savagely come at her like a feral beast? Something else bothered him. The way he was holding her now.<br/><br/>"Wuqing, are you alright!?" he yelled, watching the two make small talk apparently. Without thinking about it, he realized he was glaring at Lengxie, hoping the burn of his anger would sear the man.<i>Put her down! Get away from her now! </i>his mind screamed, an anger An Bo wasn't used to.