At 6:00 pm, warehouse:

"The time retraces here," Du Jing said, "recall, what did we all do?"

Zhou Luoyang said: "It's hard for you to remember so clearly, don't you have to report the situation to your boss?"

Du Jing replied: "I have been taking a day off. Don't change the topic, first..."

Zhou Luoyang: "I see that your phone will be blown up."

There were more than 20 missed calls on Du Jing's mobile phone, and the same name "Xiao Li" was displayed on it. Zhou Luoyang was too lazy to ask who Xiao Li was, and Du Jing did not explain it extravagantly.

Du Jing also said: "Can this warehouse be the junction between four-dimensional and five-dimensional space? When I walked out of the warehouse, I was taken into the car by the criminal police, and when I got off the car, the backtracking began."

Du Jing gently pushed the simple chandelier, and the hanging light bulb swayed gently, and shone over and looked over, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the dim room.

Zhou Luoyang: "Your imagination is so rich."

Du Jing: "It's still a little different than mentally ill."

Zhou Luoyang: "So how do you explain that I have been here before, but there has been no 24-hour backtracking? And now I have begun to doubt whether this happened really."

"Memory can deceive people," Du Jing said, "just like a dream, but I believe there must be something strange. Don't you want to find out what's going on?"

Zhou Luoyang had no choice but to admit, "Okay, I really don't want to."

When Zhou Luoyang encounters something that cannot be explained by scientific principles, he subconsciously avoids it. According to his idea, he should forget this unreasonable thing as soon as possible, and repetition for twenty-four hours and conceal it as memory confusion. In fact, many ordinary people will choose the same reaction. This is a kind of instinct of human beings, protecting themselves from being involved in danger.

Du Jing didn't like this at all, just like when he encountered a rare problem when he was studying, he always had to get stuck in the slightest way to solve it.

"You dare not think about it," Du Jing said, "using haunts to simply explain this phenomenon, for fear of unraveling the truth..."

"Stop talking!" Zhou Luoyang was instantly furious.

Du Jing looked at Zhou Luoyang seriously and said, "What are you afraid of with me by your side?"

Zhou Luoyang is indeed afraid of haunting. After all, he had a long time when he was a child and needed to be alone. He remembered that he went to the amusement park and entered the haunted house with Du Jing. He was frightened and hugged Du Jing tightly. This incident was a lifelong shame. After he came out, he ordered Du Jing not to mention it.

Du Jing’s response was exactly the same as today: “What are you afraid of if I am there?”

"I'm afraid I might be fine, so I really trapped us in again." Zhou Luoyang watched a horror movie about a cruise ship, and the memory left to him was too deep. "If something strange was accidentally triggered, it would be bad to trap us in an infinite cycle day."

Du Jing said: "The future is very important to you?"

"Of course," said Zhou Luoyang, "I finally found you. I hope we are all doing well. There are still many things to do in the future."

Du Jing stopped talking, and Zhou Luoyang knew that this sentence touched him.

"And what if," Zhou Luoyang chose to face his fear and said, "What should I do if I encounter my past self?"

Du Jing thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "It makes sense."

Zhou Luoyang sat on the spring bed in the warehouse, Du Jing walked around the warehouse, standing at the corner under the shelf, unwilling to try to find a certain twisted area, as if he would be teleported away in the next moment, leaving the present and swim in the past and the future.

"But time can go back twenty-four hours," Du Jing said, "which means you can do many things, such as buying a double color ball, so that the economic problems you don't want to ask for help will be solved."

"When it comes to this," Zhou Luoyang reached out to Du Jing, "Get your phone, lend me some money, and take Leyao to report tomorrow, and maybe there is still some money to spend."

Du Jing handed over the phone.

Zhou Luoyang said while transferring money: "The first prize of the lottery should have someone else. If it disrupts time and cause and effect, isn't it equivalent to taking away money from innocent people? What's the difference between using supernatural power to rob?"

Du Jing didn't expect this and admitted, "You're right."

Zhou Luoyang said: "Do you remember what happened on the first September 7th? You said Yu Jianqiang was dead and was on the news. Isn't it right?"

Du Jing nodded, sat side by side with Zhou Luoyang, took his cell phone and swiped. When they went out in the evening, they kept paying attention to the news. The murder case yesterday did not cause any reports, silently. What is the identity of the deceased? The media did not flock to it, and the criminal police did not know whether they had arrived at the scene to investigate.

"The second is that on the repeated September 7th, Yu Jianqiang survived," said Zhou Luoyang, "but the blackmailer died for him, what does it mean?"

When Zhou Luoyang said this, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's just a coincidence." Du Jing was not afraid at all and replied.

Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing and said, "What if it wasn't a coincidence? Recall that there were five people on the rooftop on the 27th floor, you, me, Yu Jianqiang, and the two people who came to blackmail. Assuming fate was destined, at that time, one of the five people must die..."

"Don't say anything more," Du Jing said in a deep voice, "I understand!"

Both of them were quiet, and soon Du Jing said again: "So I asked you to hide and not come out."

Zhou Luoyang actually thought a lot about this, but didn't say it out loud. There are too many facts that have happened in the past two days. Now he just hopes to seal all this as soon as possible and not mention it anymore. Give him some more time to let him and Du Jing slowly enter each other's life again.

Judging from his performance last night, no matter what Du Jing's profession is, it also has certain dangers. Zhou Luoyang hopes that Du Jing can escape from this industry in a while, but this cannot be said now.

They need to start from scratch and understand each other.

"Then let it go." Du Jing quickly gave up this idea. After all, Zhou Luoyang is more important than Zhou Luoyang for his desire for supernatural phenomena.

Zhou Luoyang knew that he had not given up, but he did not doubt that he would have another problem. In the past, as long as it was his own insistence, Du Jing would not do it again. From this point of view, he was still very obedient. Perhaps he had long been used to listening to Zhou Luoyang's words as he had been together over time.

Du Jing opened the drawer and saw the watches that were placed without a watch strap inside, and the placement was no different from yesterday.

"Which one is Ditona?" Du Jing said.

"Black," Zhou Luoyang replied, "Do you like it?"

But Du Jing fell in love with another piece, the watch that was stacked together with three square metal pieces staggered at thirty degrees.

"How much does this cost?" Du Jing asked.

Zhou Luoyang: "You talk to me about money?"

Du Jing said: "I want to buy it as your first customer after opening."

Zhou Luoyang said: "I want to give it to you."

"For what reason?" Du Jing asked.

"Congratulations on your job." Zhou Luoyang perfectly cut into his topic and hinted at Du Jing, "You haven't told me yet when you go to work. How long have you been doing this job?"

"It's not long," Du Jing said, "it's only half a year."

Du Jing was about to adjust the time when Zhou Luoyang reached out, and Du Jing gave him the watch, put it on his shoulders naturally, and sat side by side with him on the bed.

Zhou Luoyang looked at you for a moment and said, "I will give you a steel strap. You have a big skeleton and your wrist will look good after wearing it. A good watch must be worn by a handsome man."

Du Jing didn't say anything, and the two were silent for a moment.

"You really won't leave?" Zhou Luoyang said, "I have often thought of you in the past three years."

Du Jing said: "I thought you were already married when you came back."

Zhou Luoyang smiled bitterly, but no answer.

Du Jing was silent for a long time, as if he had made up his mind.

"I'll move to your house," Du Jing said. "It's too hard to take care of my brother, so let me help you too."

Zhou Luoyang was very happy when he heard this, as if a ray of sunshine shone into his life. He lived a very depressed life this year, and the key was that he could not show a tired expression in front of his younger brother. He had to force himself to cheer up every day and tell himself that I am his trustee and I cannot give up.

The pressure of debt and the responsibility of taking care of Le Yao was heavily pressed on him, which made him breathless several times. Compared with his college years, his mentality was completely different. He sometimes suspected that he was almost depressed, but compared with Du Jing, Zhou Luoyang felt that he could still work hard to hold on, and wait until the day when mountains and rivers were reunited and the willows were dark and bright.

"This really saves my dog's life." Zhou Luoyang joked, "But I have to ask what Le Yao means."

"Waiting for your reply," Du Jing said, "I'll go back first today."

Du Jing drove out and sent Zhou Luoyang home first, and then said, "When will you report tomorrow? I'll pick you up."

Zhou Luoyang wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, it would be fine, so he didn't have to take a taxi anymore, so he made an appointment with him. Du Jing watched Zhou Luoyang go upstairs before driving away.

Ten o'clock the next morning:

Du Jing entered the building, pressed his fingerprint, took the elevator to the seventeenth floor, sorted out the suit in front of the mirror, and pushed open the glass door of "Changyi Office". In the conference room, all the investigators in black suits were covered with smoke. The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He rolled up his shirt sleeves and pressed the cigarette butt in the breakfast takeaway box.

Du Jing took a seat in the second position on the left side of the middle-aged man and glanced at everyone. A young man hurriedly turned his eyes at Du Jing, and Du Jing only thought he didn't see it.

"Have you had enough sleep?" said the middle-aged man.

Du Jing didn't say anything.

Middle-aged man: "Where did you sleep? Why did you hear that you haven't been home for two days?"

"On the bench in the community." Du Jing thought casually.

"How is the situation with Yu Jianqiang?" said the middle-aged man, "When will you go back to monitor him?"

Du Jing touched his cell phone and found that he had been thrown into the car. He flipped his hand and knocked his knuckles down the conference table. The young man opposite passed a stack of information.

"Simply report it," Du Jing said, "The clue is not clear at the moment, Yu Jianqiang..."

"You have to say a word if you have any clues that are unclear, right?" The middle-aged man also knocked on the table and interrupted Du Jing's words, "I thought you were silenced."

Du Jing continued, as if he didn't hear it, "The first evidence found is that Yu Jianqiang is a male. He ruled out the possibility of murder with the group secretary of the board of directors... Who took the photo?"

"Me!" the young man raised his hand immediately.

For a moment, everyone in the conference room looked at Du Jing, the color was cast on the a4 paper, and Zhou Luoyang's side face was shot at 5:30 on September 7th, and the location was a snapshot before Zhou Luoyang entered the restaurant.

Du Jing looked at the young man, and the young man suddenly felt a threatening aura.

"Who asked you to follow the film?" Du Jing's tone became gloomy.

"I...I..." said the young man.

The middle-aged man smoothed out: "Xiaoli wants to help you, okay, what's the conclusion?"
To be continued...