Life in siheyuan era

Zhou Zhiyuan narrated the cause and effect of the matter, while Zhang Limin stared at the two porcelain bottles, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

It was an extremely bizarre thing, the two porcelain bottles creating two misty worlds of cyan, trapping two people, and these two points were actually behind the desk.

Zhang Limin couldn't understand it. If Zhou Zhiyuan hadn't been on the scene in person and reported to him face-to-face, he would never have believed it.

But now he had to believe it, and after Zhou Zhiyuan finished his report, he turned his attention to Han Xue.

Han Xue sat upright, still looking serious, but the confusion on her face couldn't be concealed.

She was the person involved, but she didn't know what had happened to her.

Gu Chengliang, on the other hand, was curled up in his chair, pale-faced, muttering from time to time, "Ghosts..."

Seeing his state, Zhang Limin knew he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him. He called Liu Xiao in and asked him to stay with Han Xue and Gu Chengliang, while he took Zhou Zhiyuan into the small reception room and sat side by side on the sofa, speaking in a low voice.

"What do you think?"

"There are no ghosts in this world. This is a high technology, not from our world."

"Prince Rui?"

"It shouldn't be her. It's strange that Prince Rui suddenly came to the Yin Array. I don't believe her reason. Is there a possibility that she came here tracking her own kind?"

Zhou Zhiyuan's imagination was big enough to say this idea, which made Zhang Limin pause for a moment and then reply: "You mean Prince Rui's kind has infiltrated the capital?"

Zhang Limin raised a question, then immediately denied it, "Prince Rui can't come, how can her kind come?"

He didn't believe it, but Zhou Zhiyuan reminded him: "Don't forget the closed channel transmitter. When Liu Wenxiang found himself shrouded in darkness, wasn't that kind starting the transmitter? Prince Rui first used the black cat to test, and then was occupied by Yong. It's not that Prince Rui couldn't come, but that she didn't have the chance."

Making this analysis, Zhou Zhiyuan continued: "There is also a hypothesis that because Prince Rui drove the shuttle to hit the Yin Array, a gap appeared, and the copper ball, mutton fat jade, and this kind were thrown out of the Yin Array at the same time."

"He impersonated Gu Chengliang, so he was located by Prince Rui's tracker. Locating him on the seventh floor may be due to deviations in the tracker or the closed channel transmitter, or it may be that this kind tampered with it."

Zhou Zhiyuan's analysis was purely imaginative. Zhang Limin put aside the academic issues here and seized an important link, whispering: "That is to say, there is another Gu Chengliang outside?" Then he got up and walked out.

Zhang Limin didn't want to listen to assumptions, and immediately decided to verify it. He arranged for forces to go to the film studio to investigate the other Gu Chengliang.

Then he returned to the small conference room, sat next to Zhou Zhiyuan, and said in a low voice: "If it is Prince Rui's kind, we may not be able to catch him. I have reported to Section Chief Luo to strengthen the defense forces in Fangshan."

"High..." Zhou Zhiyuan first flattered and then whispered: "Aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy?"

"Idiot." Zhang Limin would definitely put the idiot hat on him at this time.

Then he said slowly: "If the other party doesn't expect it, we can catch him; if the other party expects it, we must look for clues. There are no traceless footprints, only unseen traces."

"Judging from this incident, the possibility of us catching that person is zero, but immediate investigation will prevent the other party from eliminating the traces. You should learn this knowledge well, don't rely on intuition all day long."

This was Zhang Limin's old routine, first putting on a hat and then reminding him.

And Zhou Zhiyuan also followed the old routine, immediately changing the subject: "If this kind is good at disguise, there is also a possibility that he disguised himself as someone else to escape from the capital."

Zhang Limin and he thought of the same thing, Zhou Zhiyuan immediately flattered, "Political Commissar is high."

"Stop flattering." Zhang Limin scolded in a low voice, then said: "There are still three days left in this month, and it must be concluded before May 5th."

Hearing him give the order, Zhou Zhiyuan stood up with a whoosh and said loudly? "Guarantee to complete the task."

Zhang Limin looked up at him and asked in a deep voice: "Are you confident?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied helplessly: "You like to hear this."

Zhang Limin roared: "Get out."

Zhou Zhiyuan sat down and whispered: "Before I get out, let me say two things. First, how do you plan to settle Gu Chengliang?"

"Send him to the hospital for mental treatment."

"He can't go to the military hospital, and we have to send someone to watch him."

"That's what I thought too, say the second thing."

"Comrade Han Xue is a capable person."

"You two..."

Hearing his question, Zhou Zhiyuan immediately got up and replied: "Purely for the public good, without any personal gain."

He said that, but Zhang Limin didn't believe it, and said seriously: "Keep your distance. If Shen Lanyin finds out, you'll be left with nothing,"

"Injustice!" Zhou Zhiyuan could only cry out.

"What's the use of finding out you're innocent after I kill you? Being careful and not being killed is the most important thing. I'm tired of saying this to you, get out, and I'll kill you if there's a problem."

Zhang Limin was always impolite to him, driving him out and threatening him.

So Zhou Zhiyuan stood in the corridor waiting for Han Xue to come out. The two of them silently walked downstairs. When they came to the first floor, they saw a young policewoman walking towards them, enthusiastically shouting: "Han Xue, why are you here?"

The two of them stopped to talk, and Zhou Zhiyuan continued walking towards the outside of the courtyard.

The young policewoman looked back and asked in a low voice: "Who is that?"

"A colleague from the street office, who has something to report to the city bureau, so I brought him to find the leader."

Han Xue didn't want to say too much. After saying a few more words, she walked out of the courtyard, sat in the passenger seat of the jeep, and then said: "That policewoman is Zheng Hong. If you weren't dating Shen Lanyin, I would have introduced you two."

She said this, which made Zhou Zhiyuan strange. He turned to look at her, and saw that her eyes were looking forward, so he turned his head back and continued driving.

Seeing that he didn't react, Han Xue continued: "Your right hand should be healed, but I haven't told anyone."

These words made Zhou Zhiyuan taste the flavor, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Section Chief Han."

He expressed his gratitude, but Han Xue said angrily: "Is this something Section Chief Han can do?"

This made Zhou Zhiyuan confused. He turned his head to look at her strangely, and heard her say seriously: "Because I treat you as a younger brother, you should treat me as your older sister."

Han Xue revealed her cards, Zhou Zhiyuan blinked slightly and called out "Sister Han."

Their relationship was clarified, which was necessary. The two of them investigated a case together, experienced a strange thing together, and had close contact. Clarifying this relationship made both of them feel relaxed.

After confirming the sibling relationship, Han Xue's mood relaxed, and then she asked easily: "What's the next step?"

"What did Deputy Director Zhang say?"

Hearing his question, Han Xue pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Director Zhang's attitude is not very clear. He said that my mission is over, but his tone is not very firm."

Han Xue was confused, and Zhou Zhiyuan clarified it for her: "This matter is too strange. The only thing we can do is to catch that fake Gu Chengliang. Your building must be closely monitored. In this situation, you can't act without authorization. Wait for Deputy Director Zhang to give you orders."

After saying this, Zhou Zhiyuan pondered for a moment and continued: "You must pay attention to your own safety. The fake Gu Chengliang's attitude towards you is very strange, which makes me puzzled. The only explanation is to make you his mistress."

Hearing him say this, Han Xue said angrily: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Zhiyuan chuckled and replied: "You just confirmed that we are siblings, why are you angry now? Do you think your brother is teasing you by saying this?"

These words left Han Xue speechless, and she heard him continue: "You despise the enemy strategically and value the enemy tactically, haven't you learned that? Some things can't be wrong. If you make a mistake, there is no chance to correct it."

He was a brother, so he could speak without concern.

And Han Xue said coldly: "Are you afraid of making a mistake, and Shen Lanyin won't give you a chance to correct it, right?"

Han Xue also didn't need to worry about speaking.

So Zhou Zhiyuan discovered one thing, some people's thinking can shift from this point to that point, but they don't care whether there is any relationship between these two points.

But what could he say? Affirming or denying it wouldn't work. The best way was to shift to another point, so he said lightly: "Suddenly remembered, I'm getting paid today."

This point was ten thousand miles away from the point Han Xue said. Whether it was a straight line, a curve, or a triangle, none of them could be connected, but at this time, it was the best point.