Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 238 I Am You
Zhuang Xun didn't understand, but he was shocked.

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More than an hour ago, 24-year-old Zhuang Xun received an inexplicable call.

When the call came for the first time, Zhuang Xun didn't answer it.

It wasn't because he saw an unfamiliar number displayed on the phone screen, so he didn't answer it.

On the contrary, it was precisely because the number displayed on the phone screen was one that he was no longer familiar with, he was overwhelmed by surprise for a moment, and when he reacted and wanted to answer it, the call was automatically disconnected.

Soon, the phone rang for the second time.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun stared at the number displayed on the phone screen again, repeatedly confirming each number in his heart.

He read it right, the number displayed on the phone screen was indeed his own phone number.

In other words, logically speaking, it was himself who called him.

But in theory, this is obviously not feasible.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun connected the phone this time before it was about to be automatically disconnected again.

"Hey."

As soon as his proud voice fell, he heard the voice of the person on the other end of the phone who was obviously relieved.

"Are you Zhuang Xun?" the person on the phone asked.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun was startled.

This person's voice is similar to his voice, but it sounds much more mature than his voice, and it should be an old man.

"I am, who are you? What mobile phone number did you use to call me?" 24-year-old Zhuang Xun said.

Zhuang Xun in 2028 smiled faintly when he heard the words.

It does sound like something the 24-year-old would say.

It was only when he was desperate that he thought of calling his 24-year-old self.

He didn't get through the first three times, and the situation was the same as when he contacted Wen Mi, the call was automatically disconnected as soon as he dialed out.

Fortunately, he didn't give up. When he called for the fourth time, the call finally got through.

It's just that the phone was automatically disconnected, and the 24-year-old didn't get through.

He guessed that either the 24-year-old didn't see it, or the 24-year-old saw the phone number displayed on the phone screen and was shocked.

He tried to dial the fifth time, and this time, the 24-year-old finally got through.

Zhuang Xun did not answer these questions raised by the 24-year-old, he directly cut to the point.

"You are in Huashi now."

"What does this have to do with you? What does it have to do with your phone call?" 24-year-old Zhuang Xun asked vigilantly.

"It's related." Zhuang Xun said: "Across from the Shuiyuan Community in Huashi, there is a construction site where new buildings are being built. At about 53:[-] tonight, a murder will occur on that construction site, and there will be A girl of your age was brutally murdered with a baseball bat. At the same time, a detective died trying to save the girl.

"If you rush over now, you can save the girl and the detective."

24-year-old Zhuang Xun frowned suspiciously: "Are you playing a prophecy game?"

"This is not a prophecy. This is a real tragedy that will happen soon. If you don't believe it, you can go to the construction site opposite the Shuiyuan community right now." Zhuang Xun said very seriously.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun sneered: "I don't believe it anymore, why should I go and see it?"

"You have nothing else to do right now anyway. If I recall correctly, you were driving around the street seconds before I made this call to you."

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun's expression froze. He sat in the driver's seat and looked around, suspecting that the person on the other end of the phone must be watching him in the dark. Otherwise, how could that person know so clearly.

"You also graduated from the police academy. Although you just quit your financial job a month ago and are now idle and unemployed. You haven't figured out what you want to do and what you want to do next, but you have the heart of a criminal policeman. When you know that a tragedy is about to happen, can you, a former police student, really sit back and watch?" Zhuang Xun said.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun was even more shocked when he heard the words.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhuang Xun, 24, asked coldly.

Why is this man so clear about his situation?
Most importantly, why is this person so clear about his psychological state?
"You have excellent academic performance since you were a child, and you are a child who makes your parents feel at ease. But you are not interested in learning, and you have no aspirations in life. The reason why you study hard is because you know very well that excellent grades can make teachers and parents happy. They are very reassuring for you and save you a lot of trouble.

"When you were in junior high school, a female classmate wrote you a love letter. You circled all the typos in the love letter and corrected them separately. Then, you returned the love letter to the female classmate. Later, you received too many love letters. Don't talk about correcting typos, you don't even want to take it apart.

"There was an exam in junior high school. You found that the boy sitting next to you had been peeking at your test paper and copying the answers. You deliberately wrote all the questions wrong. One minute before closing the paper, you wrote all the wrong answers. Corrected it, so that the boy sitting next to you has no time to modify it..."

Zhuang Xun talked about the past events that only he knew about one by one.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun became more and more suspicious the more he listened. The more he listened, the more he wondered who the other party was, and why the other party knew such details about his old affairs.

After saying five or six things, Zhuang Xun reckoned that the 24-year-old himself should believe it, so he changed the topic.

"You must be thinking, why do I know so many things in such detail. Because..."

Zhuang Xun paused, then continued: "...I am you, I am you ten years later, and I am 34-year-old Zhuang Xun."

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun's brown eyes were full of shock.

His first reaction was doubt and disbelief, feeling that the other party was talking nonsense, talking about feudal superstition dross.

However, in the next second, he doubted his suspicion again.

The voice of the other party is almost the same as his;

The other party knows his psychology well;
The other party knows everything about him;
And, the number that was dialed was exactly the same as his mobile phone number.

He knows that sometimes the most incomprehensible things are the closest to the truth.

But somewhere in his mind, he still felt that the other party was a little untrustworthy.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun sneered: "Is this a new type of fraud tactic now? If you are really 34 years old, why didn't you contact me before? Tragedy doesn't happen only today in this world."

"Maybe it's because the girl who is about to be brutally killed today is your future girlfriend." Zhuang Xun said in a low voice.

The 24-year-old Zhuang Xun was taken aback.

girlfriend?
He never thought that he would have a girlfriend, let alone imagine what his girlfriend would be like.

(End of this chapter)