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The two sat in the same seats as last time. This ramen restaurant is still unpopular. There is no one there, only the sound of wind chimes and the boss humming a ditty.

Jiang Jiankai couldn't figure out what song it was after listening to it for a long time, thinking with a wry smile that since he joined the special forces, he has completely derailed from society.

Mo Mo went over to order two bowls of noodles, took a pot of jasmine flowers, and went back to his seat to sit down.

He poured tea for Jiang Jiankai, and the fragrance of jasmine came to his nostrils. Jiang Jiankai drank the tea, remembering that he often drank this kind of tea in his bun shop when he was a child.

Very cheap tea, but it is the deepest memory in his childhood.

"Did you find the rose?" he asked.

"No, I'm still waiting for news."

Perhaps it was because of Jiang Jiankai's feelings, after he finished speaking silently, he immediately added another sentence.

"Don't worry, she will be fine."

"What about Zhang Yue?"

"The child hasn't been found yet. I briefly explained the existence of the evil spirit. She couldn't accept it. When she heard that her husband called the police, she rushed to the hospital. I asked Isshiki to follow her."

"Normal people can't accept this kind of thing right away, but why did the evil spirit deal with Zhang Yue's child? I just met her by chance, or..."

A possibility jumped into Jiang Jiankai's mind, and when he heard the boss's footsteps, he stopped talking.

The boss put two bowls of noodles in front of them and served them with two side dishes. Looking at Jiang Jiankai's expression, he said, "Young people are always so sad. When you encounter trouble, you should solve it. A bowl of noodles can't solve it." , then two bowls."

He walked away nagging, when the sound of the TV came from the opposite side, he said silently: "The boss is a bit deaf, so feel free to say something, he can't hear it."

Jiang Jiankai was about to speak, but silently added a sentence.

"But you have to eat first, you look so thin, it's uncomfortable to hold."

"..."

Jiang Jiankai felt a little empathy for Qiangwei and Yishi's wild complaints in the circle of friends, and he bowed his head to eat noodles.

The authentic Lanzhou beef noodles seemed to taste even better than last time. He felt that it was not satisfying, so he reached for the chili, Shen Mo took it for him, and added a small spoonful of chili to his bowl.

Jiang Jian took a sip, the spiciness was just right, and he asked, "When did you know my taste so well?"

"I've known it for a long time. I need to know my students."

"Everyone's?"

"It used to be everyone, now it's just you."

If the silence hadn't been straight-forward, Jiang Jiankai would have almost suspected that he was a master at flirting with girls.

Thinking that he was just one of countless in the mind of the instructor before, he felt slightly sour, and hummed, "Does it include taste and preferences?"

"Of course, don't forget that these will all reflect a person's personality."

Yes, the devil hides in the details. He is bound by stereotypes. When he finds that there are many differences between the two Xu bosses, he instinctively thinks that one of them is fake.

However, in fact, the boss Xu he met twice was a fake.

It's just that the second counterfeit is smarter and more cunning. He probably saw that he was suspicious, so he deliberately provided a lot of false information to confuse himself. When he touched his nails, he also took the initiative to expose that Nails are questionable, highlighting authenticity.

"The child who secretly followed Qiangwei and me and nearly cut my throat is Zhang Yue's son?"

After Jiang Jian opened the noodles, he expressed his initial doubts.

Mo Mo was taken aback, then said flatly, "You even guessed this?"

"Because the impostor boy's height and voice are very close to Zhao Yang, and if Zhang Yue's son hadn't been involved in this incident, you wouldn't have sent Yishi to follow her at this juncture—you're not a sentimental person .”

He nodded silently, proving that Jiang Jiankai was right.

"Zhang Yue is actually her previous name. She was detained administratively when she was a teenager, and her father changed her name later. Her household registration information is all Zhang Mingming. I thought she called herself Zhang Yue to you. It has a purpose."

"Probably not, she just likes the original name, just like I have many aliases, but my favorite name is Jiang Jiankai."

"My favorite name is Sugar Cube."

Who asked you what you like?He also chose to make a confession when he was talking about business.

Jiang Jiankai ignored the instructor's confession, otherwise it would be endless.

He said: "It was my mistake. When I asked Qiangwei to investigate Zhao Yang, I didn't ask more about his parents."

"Who would have thought that beautiful woman would have such a big son, Zhao Yang seems to be in the third year of junior high school?"

"I skipped a grade, but I'm still a child."

Using children to design a sniper plan is even more unforgivable!

After Jiang Jiankai thought for a while, he figured out the cause and effect of the whole incident.

"Zhang Yue fell out with his family and went back to his natal family. Zhao Yang probably hoped that his mother would come home, so he went to look for her, but accidentally bumped into the evil spirit. Maybe he even saw the evil spirit killing people.

But the evil spirit didn’t kill him, firstly because he was a child and easy to control, and secondly, he could use him to do many things, such as follow me——if the evil spirit threatened him with Zhang Yue’s or Qiangwei’s life, the child would definitely not Dare not to listen. "

"I know what you mean, but regarding your safety, even if there is a slight possibility, I can't ignore it."

That's why the silence made Yishi follow Zhang Yue, because he suspected that Zhang Yue had something to do with the sniping incident——Jiang Jian Kaipin said the truth in his words, and his chest suddenly became hot.

In order to hide his gaffe, he hastily picked up the teacup and pretended to drink tea.

Silence saw his small movements.

How cute, he thought to himself, but he said in a businesslike manner: "Zhao Yang should still be alive. I got the surveillance video before and after his disappearance. He was taken away by evil spirits."

Shen Mo released the video on his mobile phone, Jiang Jian listened to it with headphones, and with Shen Mo's explanation, he had a general understanding of the incident——

Zhao Yang was in his father's office at first, and went to the bathroom on the way. Not long after, a short and thin man also entered the bathroom.

After that was a man in a white coat, and then Zhao Yang came out with the white coat, hurried out, and then the thin man also came out, looked behind them for a moment, followed them and left.

At that time, it was Jin Jian who was in charge of monitoring Zhao Yang. He was stopped by two security guards in the hospital, saying that some patients reported that he was moving strangely, suspected him of being a thief, and wanted to arrest him and take him to the police station.

When Jin Ji got rid of the security guards and went to find Zhao Yang, he had already been taken away.

After Jiang Jiankai listened, he said, "The evil spirits had planned it long ago."

"And very aware of our actions. There are more insiders than I expected. This is my mistake."

Silence's words were flat, and based on what he knew about him, Jiang Jiankai guessed that he had a countermeasure, and asked, "Then who is that skinny man?"

Shen Mo didn't answer right away, Jiang Jiankai vaguely guessed, and said, "It's Qiangwei, right?"

"Yes, I called her cell phone, it was turned off, and the GPS couldn't track it. She is an ordinary person, and spiritual tracking doesn't work for her."

"It's my fault. If I don't let Qiangwei check Zhao Yang, she won't go to Zhao Yang, and she won't be in danger."

Thinking that Qiangwei was in a dangerous situation, maybe he had already encountered an accident, but he didn't even know where the enemy was, Jiang Jian couldn't tell what it was like to be happy.

He whispered, "Instructor, we have lost this time."

A slap on the cheek was not heavy, but not light either.

Mo Mo said calmly: "You forgot what I taught you at the beginning - don't give up until the last moment."