Window 2, Seventh Canteen

In today's society, a mobile phone number can hide countless information.

Lu Teng handed over the investigation to his subordinates the first night, and got a rough intelligence report at noon the next day.

Name, age, identity card, constellation blood type birthplace...

A thin page of paper can already give a clear picture of a person's situation.

Lu Teng looked at the words "Wudaokou University of Science and Technology", held his chin, and waved his hands, telling his subordinates to stay where they were cool.

This school was the school that Han Zilu went to after he resigned from Huasheng, and Jiang Wei was a student of this school. With other details and Lu Teng's intuition, he almost immediately concluded that the boy surnamed Jiang had an unusual relationship with Han Zilu.

Eighty-nine out of ten, it's the one he likes.

Lu Teng tapped his fingers on the table, complaining in his heart that Han Zilu's eyesight is really not very good. This kind of student at school is simple and boring, not to mention that kid surnamed Jiang looks particularly boring.

Of course, Lu Teng has complained countless times about Han Zilu's bad eyesight. Need to say more?People who look down on him, Lu Teng, how good can their eyes be?

To complain, Jiang Wei wanted to talk to Han Zilu. This made Lu Teng a little uneasy, but it was more of an annoyance, a kind of annoyance that his collection was being targeted by thieves.

With Lu Teng's personality, what he can't get, no one else can get it.

But fortunately, the thief was just staring, and hadn't had a chance to make a move yet.

And he found it in time, let alone give the other party a chance to attack.

But should we preemptively give him some color?Lu Teng struggled for a long time, and finally lay down lazily on the huge Chivas Regal sofa.

Stand still, so as not to be self-defeating.

Now that the other party has no phone number or address, how can it be so easy to find someone in the huge city of Beijing?

It's really not easy.

Jiang Wei's scalp was about to break.

Early the next morning after returning from Han Zilu's house, he went to see Master Wang in the cafeteria and asked him if he knew what job Han Zilu had changed.

Chef Wang said he didn't know, and suggested that Jiang Wei could ask their manager if he really wanted to.

So Jiang Wei went to see the manager again and had a very unpleasant conversation. After that, he even had the idea of ​​secretly going to the personnel department to steal files, but the personnel department is not at the cafeteria, but at the Yijiao. Jiang Wei went to visit After checking the situation, he immediately dismissed the idea.

After thinking about it till night, he almost had the heart to hit a wall.

Not only because he couldn't find Han Zilu, but also because he suddenly realized that he knew too little about Han Zilu.

He is a student and Han Zilu is a chef.

Normally, the intersection between them is limited to a few encounters when he goes to the window to queue up to buy beef noodles.

There are too few connections and too few intersections. Once the news is cut off, it will be even more difficult to find it.

Moreover, Han Zilu is still avoiding him on purpose.

He didn't know the reason, so he was more anxious to find him.

For this, he called Mrs. Yang several times, but no matter how she asked, Mrs. Yang said she didn't know Han Zilu's current situation, nor did she know that he had changed his phone number.

Regarding this answer, Jiang Wei was dubious. Anyway, Mrs. Yang and the others were Han Zilu's friends first, and if Han Zilu wanted to hide from him, those friends would naturally help.

Jiang Wei also thought that maybe Doudou and the others would know, but he didn't leave Doudou's contact information, and he was far away in Yunnan.

Of course, the distance is not a problem. Jiang Wei would rather fly to Yunnan immediately if he could get useful information. But let alone Doudou and the others know Han Zilu's whereabouts. First of all, Jiang Wei couldn't find the farm by himself.

Again and again he came up with new ideas, overturning them in his mind again and again.

After three or four days of tossing like this, Jiang Wei's whole body is not right.

During class, the teacher directly asked him if he wanted to go to the school hospital. After class, his classmates asked him if he played games and brushed all night. When he returned to the dormitory, Zhao Siyuan still ran over, looked at him with concern, and asked him how up.

Forget about others, Zhao Siyuan knew about Jiang Wei's situation, he couldn't find Han Zilu, so he told him on the first day, so others could ask the same question, but when Zhao Siyuan came to ask, Jiang Wei was in a hurry.

The anger that was suffocating in my heart and had nowhere to go, inevitably leaked a little bit, and the relationship with Zhao Siyuan became more and more tense day by day.

Jiang Wei even wanted to fight him sometimes.

Or it's not Zhao Siyuan, anyone is fine, let him punch a few times hard, maybe it can relieve the boredom in his heart.

Of course, Jiang Wei remained calm most of the time, knowing that beating people was wrong, and knowing that violence could not solve any problems, even if he beat the whole school down, as long as Han Zilu could not be found for a day, he would not be safe for a day.

Another day, time passed from early morning to evening, Jiang Wei called Mrs. Yang, went to the cafeteria to ask Master Wang, and went to the first teaching for a few laps, feeling like she was about to be dazed.

It was Friday, and they reported for duty on Sunday. It has been five days now. Jiang Wei is nestled in the dormitory, sitting on a stool decadently, staring at the computer screen in a daze.

Qi Jingyu walked past him from time to time, looking at him poking around.

Zhao Siyuan also did the same thing, passing by the door of the dormitory from time to time, looking through the crack of the door, or knocking on Qi Jingyu on QQ, asking him about Jiang Wei's situation.

But this kind of insinuation can't last long, Zhao Siyuan has to shake Jiang Wei at least once every day, so that he can sleep peacefully.

Today is the same, just after 10:30, he came in loose pajamas.

Zhao Siyuan squatted in front of Jiang Wei, pulled his computer chair around, and let him face himself.

Jiang Wei looked at him and didn't bother to say anything.

Zhao Siyuan squatted for a while, frowning repeatedly, and finally couldn't hold back, "That... Weiwei?"

Jiang Wei: "Yes."

Zhao Siyuan: "It seems that you are not right, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Wei knew that he asked the question knowingly, and especially didn't want to answer, so he moved his feet, turned his chair back and continued to face the black screen computer.

Zhao Siyuan tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Don't do this, it's scary."

Jiang Wei: "I'm fine."

Zhao Siyuan: "It's okay, can you talk to brother?"

Jiang Wei: "Too lazy."

Zhao Siyuan: "Hey, that's what's wrong with you. My brother is concerned about you. Can you ask me? Do you know that you will make people worry? You make people who really care about you worry because of the one who avoids you. Sorry, do you think this is appropriate for you?"

Jiang Wei: "It's not suitable, so what."

Zhao Siyuan: "Jiang Wei! Stand up and talk to me."

Jiang Wei moved his eyes and glanced at Zhao Siyuan, looking half dead.

Zhao Siyuan directly pulled him out of the chair, Jiang Wei was upset, and pushed Zhao Siyuan, Zhao Siyuan staggered and almost fell, but Qi Jingyu convinced him.

Zhao Siyuan was about to lose his temper, but Qi Jingyu persuaded him slowly, "Why did you provoke him, is it interesting to put a hot face on a cold ass?"

Zhao Siyuan glared at Qi Jingyu, Qi Jingyu pursed his mouth and went back to his bed.

Jiang Wei was still nestled in the chair in a daze.

Zhao Siyuan went to pull him again, "Weiwei, can't you listen to me? The surname Han is just playing with you! He ran away without a word, you just let him run away, and hurry to find him." Fart! You make such a sad face every day, can he know that the surname is Han? Ah? Can he know?"

Jiang Wei: "I'm happy, don't worry about it."

Zhao Siyuan: "Just listen to my brother's persuasion, you forget about that bastard cook, won't everything go away?"

"If you want to forget, you have to find someone first. I've made up my mind. I might as well distribute leaflets tomorrow." Jiang Wei said, shaking his sketchbook, "I don't believe in a reward for his arrest."

Zhao Siyuan tried a few words of persuasion, cursed a few more words, and finally slammed the door hard and left.

Jiang Wei opened the notebook and looked at the Han Zilu drawn from his impression, feeling that it wasn't quite like it, so he took a pencil to revise it.

About half an hour later, the dormitory door was suddenly kicked open with a "bang".

Zhao Siyuan stood at the door, pointed at Jiang Wei's nose, "Aren't you looking for someone? Look for the police! Look for it now!"

Jiang Wei's expression changed at first, and then he languished, "You think I haven't thought about it, I have called 110, and people say that it is impossible to file a case in my situation."

Zhao Siyuan came in and said, "Let's say you're a weakling. It's useless to call 110. Go straight to the police!"

Jiang Wei seemed to understand something, sat up straight and looked at Zhao Siyuan.

Zhao Siyuan continued: "Then who... what is his name? Uncle Feng? Didn't we have dinner together? Did you forget?"

"That's right! Why didn't I think of that!" Jiang Wei jumped out of the chair in an instant and threw herself on Zhao Siyuan, and they both slammed into the door with a bang.

"Thank you, thank you! Still hello! Yuanzi! Thank you!"

After Jiang Wei finished speaking, she began to look for the number on her mobile phone.

Uncle Feng is his father's buddy. When Jiang Wei came to the school to report as a freshman, his father sent it over. He put down his luggage at noon and went to have a meal with this Uncle Feng at night.

This uncle said that he was not very good, but in fact he looked like an ordinary person. Jiang Wei had known him since childhood, but if he was very good, he was the deputy chief of the Haidian District Public Security Bureau.

After a few glasses of wine, Jiang's father took Jiang Wei by the shoulders and pushed him towards Uncle Feng, "My son is studying in Beijing, and I am too far away to take care of him. If something happens in the future, you can help take care of him."

Uncle Feng agreed, rubbing Jiang Wei's head and joking with his father. Only Jiang Wei felt very embarrassed.

Afterwards, he complained a lot, and of course he didn't plan to ask this Uncle Feng to take care of him, or he almost never took the initiative to call, but this Uncle Feng was very caring, especially when he was a freshman, he even came to school to treat Jiang Wei to dinner Have a few meals.

But then the contact gradually decreased, and now in his junior year, Jiang Wei would call him every year and holiday, and he hadn't seen him for a while.

If it wasn't for Zhao Siyuan's reminder, when Jiang Wei thought of this uncle himself, he wouldn't know what year it would be.

Two beeps, the call is connected.

Jiang Wei: "Uncle Feng, I, Jiang Wei, um, I'm fine, um, my dad is fine too, so what, uncle, I want to ask you something..."

Zhao Siyuan looked at Jiang Wei from the side, and seeing his expression gradually turn from nervous to bright, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

In fact, he had thought of this uncle a long time ago, but he had been struggling whether to remind Jiang Wei.

To be honest, when Jiang Wei went back to the dormitory that day with a sad face and told him that Han Zilu could not be found, he was secretly happy. Of course, he didn't want to see Jiang Wei sad, but it was more of secret joy. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It's definitely a good thing for Jiang Wei to be completely broken now.

However, as time passed, he found that his thinking was wrong.

Under normal circumstances, there will be two situations when people who have emotional entanglements are forcibly separated.

First, time dilutes everything, and the person involved will forget this paragraph and start over.

Second, time aggravates everything. The person involved will never get rid of this knot, and will pay more and more attention to it, and eventually become a heart disease.

Zhao Siyuan originally thought that the situation would be the first one, but he didn't expect things to develop towards the second one.

In fact, the second kind is nothing. From Zhao Siyuan’s point of view, even if he has a heartache, it’s better than hanging out with a gay, but he’s not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Fortunately, this heart disease will fade sooner or later.

But if Jiang Wei suddenly finds Han Zilu one day and hasn't forgotten him, things will become very difficult.

The accumulated feelings of searching and entanglement for a long time will make people who have no feelings become emotional.

Zhao Siyuan looked at Jiang Wei's increasingly excited expression, and even began to regret not reminding him to call Uncle Feng at the first time.

Zhao Siyuan believed that based on his understanding of Jiang Wei, Jiang Wei would not fall in love with someone of the same sex so easily. If he met Han Zilu smoothly at the beginning, then there is a [-]% chance that the two will talk about the problem, and then slowly estranged.

But now, Jiang Wei has been looking for Han Zilu for a week. During this week, every day of the search brings more disappointment, and at the same time brings more expectations.

Now, the problem between Jiang Wei and Han Zilu is not as simple as it was a week ago.

There is nothing Zhao Siyuan can do about this matter, and he can only hope that there is still time to remedy it.

The next day, Jiang Weiyi was no longer in the house.

Zhao Siyuan knew where he had gone, and was very worried, but he could only hold back in his heart.

Jiang Weiyi had already arrived at the Public Security Bureau, and it was just 08:30 when he entered Feng Feng's office.

Feng Feng was wearing a uniform and was watering the flowers with a water bottle. When he saw him enter the door, he laughed and said, "It's really early. It's normal. I just started working. Today is overtime. I have to ask your father for overtime pay." .”

Jiang Wei was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and smiled, "Uncle Feng, what, man, can you find it?"

Feng Feng knew that the kid was in a hurry, so he didn't tease him, "Your uncle only eats this bowl of rice. You told him all the mobile phone numbers he used, but I can't find them. I'm still not being laughed at by your father. Come on, sit down, don't worry, uncle will make tea for you."

Jiang Wei was in a hurry, and actually didn't want to spend time drinking tea, but he sat down in front of the sea of ​​tea and helped Feng Feng pass water and tea.

After two cups of tea, the chatting time is over.

Feng Feng stood up and walked to the cabinet, "Yesterday, I asked someone to work the night shift to find it for you. The information is not too complete." He took out a folder and handed it to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Weiyi looked at it, okay, so much content?A lot of people here are from others, right?

"Uncle, well, I just want to find the person, as long as the mobile phone's address and work place are enough, or it's enough to know one of them."

Feng Feng sat down, "The young man you are looking for has an interesting experience, don't you want to see it?"

Jiang Wei shook his head, "That's him*."

Feng Feng: "Aren't you curious and want to know?"

Jiang Wei: "If you want to know, I will ask myself."

Feng Feng laughed, "You are really your father's son, with exactly the same personality."

Jiang Wei scratched his head, isn't this nonsense?

Feng Feng: "It's good to be serious, but be careful not to suffer." He took out a page, tore half of it and handed it to Jiang Wei.

The moment Jiang Wei took it, his heart was beating wildly.

He looked at the three words "Han Zilu" on the paper, then looked at the string of phone numbers, repeated it several times, and then continued to look at his current work address and home address.

Why is the address still the same as before?

That's right, it hasn't been long since we moved, so even the public security uncles can't really be overpowered.

Jiang Wei put away the half A4 paper, looked at Feng Feng, and didn't know how to thank him.

Feng Feng waved his hand, "Silly boy, why are you being polite to your uncle, go ahead, go, remember to praise me in front of your dad when you find it later."

Jiang Weiyi bowed, turned and ran away.

Calling is unreliable, and the address has not been updated. It is safest to go directly to the hotel to find him.

Jiang Wei went out to stop the car, "Master, go outside Chongwen Gate!"