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"Although it's a bit difficult." Sun Yao paused, and then said, "This challenge is still not difficult for me."

After Sun Yao finished speaking, he affirmed himself and nodded.

"But I don't know if I can get it done today. I need some time." Sun Yao took out his notebook and handed it to Zhan Feng. "Just in case, Officer Zhan can help you look at this. I need to collect some things."

Zhan Feng was puzzled and turned to the computer, "Do I need to take it apart?"

"No, just record some data. First, make sure whether the tracker uses radio waves or radio frequency to achieve the tracking effect." Sun Yao explained.

Zhan Feng: "..."

Zhan Feng felt that Sun Yao's words were heard, but he didn't understand them very well.

Do you want to ask Sun Yao carefully what exactly he said?

But think about it as long as you know that Sun Yao really has the ability to track at the same time, and you won't be found out.

This seems to do the trick.

Zhan Feng couldn't help but look at Sun Yao differently, and Zhan Feng felt strangely relieved seeing his concentration.

He had to look away and stare at the computer screen.

The two stayed in the evidence building for a while before leaving, when Sun Yao closed the last lock.

Standing aside, Zhan Feng suddenly reached out, grabbed the backpack on Sun Yao's back, and pulled him over, regardless of Sun Yao's struggle, covered his mouth and quickly hid.

Sun Yao stretched out his hand to grab Zhan Feng's hand.

Zhan Feng didn't have time to explain, he just held Sun Yao's mouth firmly, lest he suddenly make a sound and attract the attention of outsiders.

A man with the same equipment as the man Zhan Feng met in the office of the White Mirror Team walked past the evidence building and came back after a while.

"Could it be a wild cat?" The man muttered, walked around and left.

Zhan Feng waited for a while before letting go. He glanced back and saw that it was already approaching the early morning, and not long after, the officers on duty in the bureau would have to rest one after another.

As soon as Sun Yao was let go, he leaned on the wall with one hand and coughed a few times.

What happened just now was so sudden that he directly took a breath.

"Let's go, it's almost twelve o'clock." Zhan Feng reached out and patted his back.

Sun Yao nodded, "Go back...you must go back, come here twice...I'm going to faint."

Zhan Feng suddenly asked him maliciously: "Isn't it very exciting?"

Sun Yao didn't speak, and only gave him an expression of being strangled.

After finally returning to the downstairs of the Baijing team without any danger, Sun Yao opened the car door and fell directly into the back seat.

After Zhan Feng left the police station, he sent Sun Yao back first, and then he drove back in the dark.

The bright moon hangs high, and the night breeze blows.

The matter has made some progress. As long as Sun Yao succeeds, at least Zhan Feng and the others can be confident.

Zhan Feng was a little tired after a busy day, but when he opened the door.What was coming was the smell of smoke all over the room, and I couldn't help but frown and looked over.

Shen Yan was sitting by the side, holding a cigarette, and there were cigarette butts under his feet.

Hu busy glanced and couldn't even count how many he had smoked.

Zhan Feng walked in with a frown, reached out and snatched the cigarette from Shen Yan's hand, and put it out in the ashtray.

Then he walked to the side and opened the window to ventilate, and then returned to Shen Yan, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on with you?"

Shen Yan sat quietly for a while, maintaining the gesture of holding the cigarette, and then realized that Zhan Feng was asking him something, and looked over hesitantly.

Zhan Feng frowned, with a little tiredness on the brows.

Shen Yan thought for a while, then pursed his lower lip, with a bitter taste in his mouth.

"I dreamed of my brother again." He looked away and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Shen Yan's knot is his memory, and the person in that memory is his brother.

Zhan Feng understood that Shen Yan would lose his composure every time he recalled a little bit of the past and dreamed about his brother.

With Shen Yan like this, it is likely that he smoked all night.

Zhan Feng's frown deepened, he grabbed Shen Yan's arm and brought him back to his bedroom, and sat on the bed.

"Shen Yan." Zhan Feng bent over and put his hands on Shen Yan's shoulders.

He looked directly into Shen Yan's eyes, "Go to sleep, those memories will always come back." He sighed.

Zhan Feng thought that Shen Yan was struggling with memory issues.

But he didn't know that Shen Yan couldn't confess. The reason why he lost his composure was because in the dream, he saw Lu Chen's face.

How could it be Lu Chen?

This question floated in Shen Yan's mind.

Facing Zhan Feng's comfort, Shen Yan only said, "I can't sleep, let me stay quietly for a while."

There was a burst of helplessness in Shen Yan's words.

Zhan Feng let go of his hand, and asked half-forcedly: "Shen Yan, do you want me to ask for leave at this critical moment? If you don't want to quit at this time without any reason. Now you have to go to bed immediately, and you can return tomorrow. There are a lot of things waiting for us."

Shen Yan didn't speak, and was silent for a long time.

Zhan Feng looked at Shen Yan, and finally stretched out his hand to hug him, patted his back and said, "Go to sleep, Shen Yan. You can't break yourself down before you find out the result. It's okay, You still have me."

Shen Yan heaved a sigh of relief, as if moved by Zhan Feng's persuasion, he slowly broke away from his embrace and nodded.

"Thank you, Zhanfeng."

Zhan Feng raised his eyebrows at him, and Shen Yan's politeness was almost abrupt, making him feel as if he was taking care of another boy.

Maybe it's because I ran out of luck yesterday?

There was no expression on Shen Yan's face, and the sadness between his brows was lessened.

Yes, at least he still has Zhan Feng as a friend.Don't you know all the things you can't figure out until the day the memory returns?

What's the point of guessing like this now.

Shen Yan struggled all night, and now he finally untied it when Zhan Feng came back. He pushed Zhan Feng and said, "Go to sleep for a while too." He yawned as he spoke.

Zhan Feng added another sentence worriedly: "Shen Yan, you..."

A smile finally appeared on Shen Yan's face, and he interrupted Zhan Feng's words.

"Okay, okay, I will sleep. Please turn off the waiter for me when Captain Zhan goes out, thank you."

Zhan Feng was indeed sleepy, so he didn't delay any longer, watching Shen Yan lie down and close his eyes.Turning around and walking out, he helped Shen Yan close the waiting room by the way.

Zhan Feng washed up and played, and went back to his room to sleep after a while.

Shen Yan didn't know if it was because of letting go of his mind, or because of the peace of mind that Shen Yan brought after his return.

At first he could vaguely hear the sound of Zhan Feng brushing his teeth and washing his face, but gradually his consciousness began to blur.

After a while, he fell into sleep.

The wind came out of the window and lifted the curtains.Brushing over every corner of the room, one can vaguely see that the dark night outside the window is gradually fading, and dawn is ushering in.