In the breakfast restaurant, there was only him and Zhou Luoyang.

"I need a substitute," Du Jing said to the phone, "Please contact me for help."

Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing in confusion, and Du Jing said nothing and stuffed another Bluetooth headset into his ears. It means you are not curious? Just let you listen.

There was a female voice over there and said, "What kind of substitute is it?"

"Male, about nineteen to twenty-two years old, 1.78 meters," Du Jing said, "Northeast Asian race."

"Okay, the location of the mobile phone will be sent to your work WeChat later," said the other side, "The specific details will be discussed with the other party yourself."

"Thank you for your help." Du Jing said expressionlessly, then hung up the phone and started eating what Zhou Luoyang brought to him. It happened that at this time, the message was replied to on WeChat.

【Where are you?】

Du Jing replied: [Who are you?] and ignored it.

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Luoyang said, "Are you right to play Wu Xingping?"

"Yes." Du Jing confirmed Zhou Luoyang's speculation. Wu Xingping escaped, but the matter was not over yet. After the leader fell from the building and died, the only person in charge was Wu Xingping. As an informant, you must find Wu Xingping as soon as possible to confirm his safety, or silence him, so that you will not be implicated in more trouble.

After all, the blackmail industry chain behind this, as well as a series of relationship networks and clues, is a bad thing for the anti-gang department this year. If you lose such a huge organization that colludes with internal and external lines, you will definitely have a year-end performance. Maybe you can even evaluate an advanced organization or individual.

So Du Jing recorded the contact information, assuming that he was the escaped Wu Xingping, abandoned the original WeChat, and applied for a new card to add the other party. This reaction was very reasonable.

"But if you add the other party, how can the other party know that this strange WeChat is the person they are looking for?"

Du Jing said: "Because the other party also used an empty WeChat account, I only sent an invitation to Wu Xingping before, so there was no mistaken addition."

Zhou Luoyang: "So sure?"

Du Jing had an expression of "Isn't this obvious thing to do?" Zhou Luoyang had to nod and asked again: "Are you planning to meet them in Hangzhou? But we have already let Wu... go away."

"You let him go," Du Jing said, "It's not 'we'. You said 'let him go' in the car, and you forgot when you wake up?"

Zhou Luoyang said: "I just asked him to go back to the next door to sleep."

Du Jing did not answer, and looked at Zhou Luoyang's expression, as if he was thinking about some prank.

Zhou Luoyang said: "What should I do now? The other party will find out when he sees you. Who would come out to meet people without even knowing what the target looks like? That would be too stupid."

Du Jing said: "In this way, you can only pretend to be a lie. The person who tied the bell must be solved."

Zhou Luoyang remembered Du Jing's phone call and said that "I need a substitute", and suddenly realized.

"You're playing tricks on me again." Zhou Luoyang said in a hilarious way, "Do you want to fish in Hangzhou next?"

Du Jing: "Western Lake is not allowed to fish."

Zhou Luoyang wanted to ask why Du Jing chose to go to Hangzhou to catch the person behind him. But Du Jing always bends and plays with him seriously, which makes him laugh and cry.

"The company recently advocates outdoor work, which is fresh and healthy." Du Jing no longer teases him and said, "Hangzhou is a suitable place. If you are in Wan City, they will be very vigilant, which is not conducive to doing business."

A location was sent on the phone. Du Jing glanced at it and said, "Xinxin Hotel will not be monitored, so it may not be possible to go out. Be careful."

Zhou Luoyang didn't ask why, and nodded tactfully.

Under the guidance of their positioning, they arrived at the Silk City in Hangzhou. The stall was dazzled by him, while Du Jing was always paying attention to whether the two were being followed. The facts proved that this was a waste of time. No one would have thought that they would come to Hangzhou overnight.

Du Jing entered a shop selling silk clothes and tapped the counter with his fingers. The boss and the boss's wife, an old couple in their sixties, looked at them at the same time.

"I bought it here last time, do I have any tops with black background embroidered gold thread?" Du Jing said.

"Yes," said the boss lady, "there are still many in the warehouse, let's take a look."

The boss's wife opened the door leading to the back of the store, and there was another door in front of her. She walked through a large number of tops stacked and hung up into mountains. Most of them were styled by middle-aged and elderly people. There were also many aunts taking photos and equipment scarves, and the wholesale price was 13 yuan per person.

Zhou Luoyang studied in the Botanical Garden for several years, but he had never been to Silk City, as if he had seen another Hangzhou.

When I entered another door, there was a relatively spacious room. A young boy in his early twenties was sitting on several suitcases playing mobile games. When he saw them, he nodded and said, "I'll take a look at the photos, when?"

"Tomorrow evening." Du Jing said, and took out a few photos of Wu Xingping from his phone. The boy took a few photos with his cell phone and put the phone aside.

"Where?" the boy put on his gloves and said, "Mom, pour them some water."

The old lady went to bring the water over, and Du Jing said, "I didn't think about it." Then she asked Zhou Luoyang, "Where do you want to go tomorrow?"

"Uh," Zhou Luoyang wanted to ask me what I did? Could it be that I was still arranged to be at my alma mater? After thinking about it, he said casually, "Let's Pagoda?"

"I understand." The boy was familiar with the road and started to dress up in Wu Xingping's photo.

He first took out the latex mask, put it on his face, smoothed the edge bit by bit, then opened a box, put the soft mud inside on his face, looked at the photo, and pinched the bridge of his nose and chin outlined.

Zhou Luoyang: "!!!"

Zhou Luoyang was completely shocked, but Du Jing got used to it and sat aside, where there was only one chair.

"My mom is old and has bad ears," said the boy, "you guys go out and get the chairs yourself."

"No need." Du Jing patted his thighs, and Zhou Luoyang sat on his lap. Du Jing wrapped his left hand around Zhou Luoyang's waist, freed up his right hand, and sent a message to the blackmailer who came to him with the new WeChat of "Wu Xingping".

"You two are a couple?" The boy who was dressing up looked at them from the mirror and said.

Zhou Luoyang replied: "Yes."

Du Jing replied: "No."

Boy: "…"

Du Jing said: "He is my assistant and wants to get promoted by beauty."

Zhou Luoyang: "I'm actually a dog licking."

The boy laughed and continued to dress up. Zhou Luoyang began to see Du Jing send a message, and the blackmailer made a voice call, but Du Jing was hung up.

[It is inconvenient now.] Du Jing replied.

[Where did you hide?] There is obviously also wanting to know the murder incident.

Du Jing: [Hangzhou.]

[That night, were there anyone besides you three?]

Du Jing hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and replied: [I need money, now I am penniless and can't go anywhere. Tiaozi is looking for me everywhere and is taken away, and I will have no way to die!]

Reply there: [Wait for me in Hangzhou, we will send someone here.]

Seeing that Zhou Luoyang had been looking at it, Du Jing handed him his phone and raised his eyebrows, meaning that you want to play? You want to play for you.

Zhou Luoyang waved his hand, afraid that he would say the wrong thing, which would arouse the other party's vigilance.

[Send someone to kill me?] Du Jing replied again, his tone a little heavier, [At worst, you can fight to the death, no one can live!]

There was a voice call again, Du Jing hung up again, and let him hang up first. The boy quickly put on his clothes and turned around and said, "How is it?"

Zhou Luoyang was startled when he looked up and thought he had seen Wu Xingping again. "Wu Xingping" had shaping mud on both hands. He looked at the two and picked up his cell phone to make it easier for them to compare themselves with the people in the photo.

Zhou Luoyang thought Du Jing was about to get up and express his opinion. Just as he was about to get up, Du Jing tightened his arm a little, asking him to sit on himself and not move. He looked up and looked down at his phone, and gave some comments: "The Adam's apple is a little more obvious."

"The neck lines have not started to be applied," the boy said, "What else?"

"Put your eyebrows up, it's almost the same." Du Jing thought for a moment, and then added another person with the new WeChat of "Wu Xingping" and "borrow a few pieces of paper."

The boy went to find paper, and Du Jing used Zhou Luoyang's back to write a few lines of words on his left hand, handed it to him, and said, "Put it in a few places, and I'll send it to you later."

The boy took it, and Du Jing said again: "Let's go."

In the afternoon, Du Jing put away his cell phone and returned to his alma mater with Zhou Luoyang. He focused on a walk around. The professor's cafeteria, dormitory building, and the lakeside were still the same as before. Time was frozen here, and memories were also. Even if people came and went, the old people came and the new people came, but the moment he stepped into the campus, Zhou Luoyang seemed to have returned to his life several years ago.

"Do you remember the time that day?" Du Jing suddenly asked.

Zhou Luoyang had already regarded it as an illusion, and when asked about it, he was a little at a loss.

"If both of us can keep our memories and go back to the past," Du Jing said again, "Which day do you want to go back to?"

Zhou Luoyang said: "I don't want to go back, it's great now."

But Zhou Luoyang suddenly remembered that if he could change the past, he would at least have to stop Le Yao's car accident from happening.

"Let's go back to the day we met." Zhou Luoyang changed his words, "Where are you?"

Du Jing did not answer. After having lunch in the cafeteria, they stood downstairs of the former dormitory and looked up.

"I don't know if the calf is alive or dead," Du Jing said.

"The life of a turtle is very tenacious and will not die so easily."

When Zhou Luoyang graduated, he gave it to a junior sister, who believed that the junior sister would definitely take good care of it.

They sat on a bench downstairs of the dormitory, and Zhou Luoyang took out his cell phone to reply to Le Yao.

The autumn sun was warm and not dazzling, so Du Jing simply lay down, pillowed on Zhou Luoyang's thigh, hung on the bench, stepped on the grass, and the two were aimlessly basking in the sun, just like before.

Du Jing fell asleep again. When Zhou Luoyang was by his side, he always slept very comfortably.
Chapter completed!