Zhou Luoyang immediately turned over and sat up. Du Jing turned to look at him, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and he fell into thinking.

"Du Jing?" Zhou Luoyang observed Du Jing suspiciously, wanting to confirm that this was him who retained this memory, or...

"It's me." Du Jing said, "I was discovered in an ambush, and they killed the substitute directly."

Zhou Luoyang confirmed, and a sense of unreasonable fear surged in his heart. The retrospective of time appeared again? What is the reason?!

Zhou Luoyang wanted to ask again, but Du Jing raised his hand to stop him, lay on the bed, turned on his phone, and continued his work. He was irritated and tried hard to recall what he had done at this time yesterday.

The same thing happened again, and Zhou Luoyang was completely stunned. He walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked at the West Lake outside, trying to confirm whether it was a dream, so he sat next to the bed.

"Du Jing!" Zhou Luoyang said.

"Yes." Du Jing stared at his phone and sent the phone's voice recording of "Wu Xingping" that had been processed to win his trust.

"How can you be so calm?" Zhou Luoyang said, "How can we?! What kind of supernatural incident we encountered! This day has turned back!"

"I'll think about this question later." Du Jing replied coldly.

Ten minutes later:

"Stop pinching!" Du Jing said, "It's not a dream!"

Zhou Luoyang said: "But I didn't feel it..."

Du Jing said: "You are pinching my thighs."

Zhou Luoyang: “…”

"Very good," Du Jing said to himself after sending the message, "this way, there will be plenty of time."

Then, Du Jing began to restore the destination of last night based on his memory, and at the same time, he searched the building owners at the same time.

Zhou Luoyang's thoughts were simply chaotic and said, "What did we do? Why did this phenomenon cause again?"

"I don't know." Du Jingxin replied absent-mindedly, searching out all the information about the building, sending screenshots one by one, and starting to notify the headquarters, and dialing the Hangzhou branch number.

"Look for a substitute, please remind him if you have something to do." Du Jing said.

There was a substitute for him, and the sound seemed to be in a bar. Du Jing glanced at the watch and said, "When is it still drinking?"

The voice of the stand-in said: "The night before the mission, I would come to have some wine with my friends. What's wrong?"

Du Jing's eyes remained on his watch, and was silent for a while. He took off the watch and put it aside. The substitute asked, "Cancel?"

"No," Du Jing said, "I remind you that there is a small road behind Jingci Temple, and the map location will be sent to you. If you leave Jingci Temple, you will need that road tomorrow."

"Oh, I, a person from Hangzhou, don't know that there is this road," said the substitute, "Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome," Du Jing replied, "It's me who should say thank you."

Then Du Jing sent him the drawn small map, turned from the swivel chair, facing Zhou Luoyang, who was still in a state of brain crash.

"It's again," Zhou Luoyang was still muttering to himself, "What's the reason?"

Du Jing said: "Looking at the best, the substitute will not die."

"He doesn't have to go," said Zhou Luoyang, "the coordinates are already there, right?"

"Yes," Du Jingyan replied concisely, "the conversation recording needs to be used as evidence to prove that they are related to the murder. Do you still remember the place where you get on the bus?"

If Zhou Luoyang returns to Jingci Temple, he should be able to remember it roughly and nodded immediately.

"But this question of time," Zhou Luoyang said, "why exactly?"

Du Jing replied: "Supernatural power."

Zhou Luoyang said: "The last time we were in Wan City and this time in Hangzhou, we can eliminate the influence of the warehouse. What did we do?"

"Do nothing," Du Jing said, "a supernatural phenomenon occurs spontaneously."

Zhou Luoyang said: "Crazy! The same thing has happened to us twice!"

Du Jing said: "Last time I wanted to find out, you stopped me."

Zhou Luoyang had many doubts, but was suddenly blocked by Du Jing's answer, and he was speechless.

"This...this..." Zhou Luoyang said, "Okay, I'll take back my opinion."

Du Jing solved everything and breathed a sigh of relief. The substitute was still alive, and Zhou Luoyang was not in danger. He turned all the crises in an instant, which could be called a miracle.

"Sleep for a while," Du Jing came to his senses and said, "I feel... a little uncomfortable."

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Luoyang immediately distracted and observed Du Jing.

"I may be going to change the stage." Du Jing whispered.

"Is it going to be depressed?" Zhou Luoyang said worriedly, "So you were manic before? The control was already very good."

Du Jing nodded reluctantly. In fact, from the moment Zhou Luoyang was arrested, he felt that the external stimulation was far more serious than he thought. When he was in the car, he had already begun to imagine the death of Zhou Luoyang.

If Zhou Luoyang is killed, he will definitely not be able to forgive himself, and this blow will be a huge blow.

"If something happens to you," Du Jing said, "I have to die with you."

Zhou Luoyang did not tell him the scene of facing the gun at the last moment, and said, "No! They separated me from the substitute, but didn't want to kill me. The substitute was always trying to find a way to protect me, and thank him when he went back."

"Thank him for the best way," Du Jing said, "is to conceal his identity and don't go to him after the mission is over."

Zhou Luoyang thought about it and nodded.

"What should I do about this?" Zhou Luoyang has experienced a 24-hour backtracking time, but why is it 24 hours, not 36 hours or 12 hours? Why is it only me and Du Jing? It is not right to trigger it when he says he has a life safety issue.

"Go to sleep," Du Jing said, "After returning to Wan City, waste brain cells on this matter."

"My God." Zhou Luoyang was about to take the last retracement experience as an illusion, but he didn't expect that this time was real. It did happen under the premise that the two of them were awake.

The next day, behind Jingci Temple.

This time, Du Jing no longer chose to observe the middle-aged man who came to join the team. Instead, he went directly to Jingci Temple in the afternoon. If nothing unexpected happens, they will come in the end.

There are many tourists at this site. Zhou Luoyang looked at it with a telescope and the substitute was ready.

"I still feel it," Zhou Luoyang said to Du Jing, "that sense of hallucination has come again, making people wonder if a series of things that happened twenty-four hours ago really happened."

Du Jing said: "This is true. I am quite sure of the first time I started."

"Memory can deceive people," Zhou Luoyang said. "The brain sometimes creates some places you have never been to. When you arrive at a familiar place or meet an acquaintance, the brain's neurons will produce specific currents, allowing you to respond accordingly."

"Just like a child knows words, when you see a word you know, you will naturally emit bioelectric stimulation of "I remembered it" because of the activity of brain cells. The brain will occasionally misjudgment, which is the source of this feeling."

Du Jing said: "This is a sense of déjà vu, and it is not the same as what we have experienced."

Zhou Luoyang said: "So how do you explain the Mandela effect? ​​Group darling feeling?"

The Mandela effect refers to several large-scale memory disorders that have occurred in history. The most representative event is the obituary of South African President Mandela.

Du Jing said: "When I was working in Washington, there was a department that specialized in this."

Zhou Luoyang recalled the place he walked yesterday and left along the path of Jingci Temple, saying: "What is the conclusion?"

Du Jing: "The problem at the quantum level may be the same for the reason why we have time backtracked twice. Quantum waves occasionally pass in space and time to wrong directions, and are still in the research stage of theoretical assumptions."

Zhou Luoyang couldn't understand it, and it must be a very difficult theory: "If you don't decide when you encounter something, quantum mechanics? Isn't this confidential content? Can you tell outsiders casually?"

Du Jing: "Didn't you ask? You are not an outsider."

Zhou Luoyang thought to himself, but he felt that Du Jing had nothing but a word today, and he was in a bad mood. At least he didn't say a few cold complaints like yesterday. I think he might be very uncomfortable but he was forced to hold on.

"I need to sit for a while." Du Jing said, and without waiting for his answer, he walked to the side, sat down next to the flower bed, and supported his hands in front of the bridge of his nose, leaving silent.

His depression was offended. Zhou Luoyang knew very well. The best way to treat Du Jing in this state was to not speak and stay by his side enough, keep quiet and not move around, otherwise it would make him even more uncomfortable.

Zhou Luoyang went to buy a bag of tissues and stayed with Du Jing. He didn't ask for a urge to him. They still had a lot of time.

"Cry when you want to," said Zhou Luoyang. "After spontaneously adjusting the body's hormones, you will feel more comfortable."

Du Jing shook his head and did not answer. Zhou Luoyang used to participate in family exchanges with depression patients for Du Jing. He knew that patients often felt depressed suddenly and could not even find a place where no one would be, and would cry halfway.

But Du Jing never cried in front of him, even though Zhou Luoyang made full preparations for this every time.

A spiritual scientist once proposed a idea of ​​"key therapy", believing that at the moment of depression, patients need a "key", that is, the key point. Finding this key point, just like using a key, can induce patients to imagine optimism and slowly change their mental state at that time.

Until three years ago, after Du Jing left, Zhou Luoyang was still habitually paying attention to the research literature related to bipolar disorder. He decided to give it a try and disturb Du Jing. Anyway, the situation could not be worse.

"Look at this?"

Zhou Luoyang finally lost his quality for a while. He folded a flower from behind and handed it to Du Jing.

Du Jing stared at the flowers in Zhou Luoyang's hand.

At this point, Jingci Temple rang the bell.

At dusk, the night bells in Nanping floated away one after another. In the afterglow of the sunset, it was like a tangible object, opening a protective barrier.

Du Jing took the flower and looked over and over again. After Zhou Luoyang handed him the flower, he pretended not to pay attention.

After the bell stopped, Du Jingshen took a few breaths, slowly recovered and adjusted his emotions.

"Is it better?" Zhou Luoyang asked.

Du Jing nodded and stood up. Zhou Luoyang began to lead the way again. He felt that Du Jing was much better.

Following yesterday's road, Zhou Luoyang walked nearly a kilometer, came to one side of a secluded road, and saw the SUV yesterday.
To be continued...