After hearing Hu Qiang's half-compassing complaints, Zhuge Dali just smiled lightly and did not respond.

Soon, Zhuge Dali's face turned up: "Talk about serious matters, Mr. Hu..."

"Hey hey, what's the name Mr. Hu, it's weird." Hu Qiang waved his hand, "Especially when I say it from your mouth, I'm always easy to get out of the show."

"Then, I'm calling you Lao Hu?" Zhuge said vigorously.

"..." Hu Qiang was silent for a moment, "You should call me Mr. Hu."

"Hu Qiang, this is OK, right?" Zhuge Dali smiled.

"Okay, it's easy." Hu Qiang said, "What's the matter?"

Zhuge Dali said seriously: "I still think there should be any connection between this ID card and the diary, or, if Zhang Wei tried every means to get it, he shouldn't just apologize to me in this bad way.

I know Zhang Wei. He is prone to making mistakes when doing things, and he is often in a lot of situations. Sometimes it is quite ridiculous, but he will never do such a childish thing."

"What do you mean?" Hu Qiang asked.

Zhuge Dali said: "I think Zhang Wei should express some meaning to me or us in this way."

"Meaning?" Hu Qiang frowned, "What does it mean exactly?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Zhuge Dali shook his head, "but I feel that thinking in this direction is absolutely right. Zhang Wei must have wanted to express something to me in this way."

Thinking of this, Zhuge Dali's eyes lit up, he suddenly put down his ID card, picked up his diary, and flipped through a few pages and browsed it quickly, then turned to the last page.

After seeing the last page, Zhuge Dali narrowed his eyes slightly, gently touched the words on it with his hand, then turned forward a few pages, and touched the words again.

Finally, Zhuge Dali smiled softly: "Sure enough, there is a problem!"

Hu Qiang said in surprise: "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

"There is a problem with the pen and ink!" Zhuge Dali said.

"Ah? Bimo?" Hu Qiang frowned, "What does it mean?"

Zhuge Dali said: "Look, the parts with dates in the front are written in black neutral pen."

Speaking of this, Zhuge Dali turned to the last page and pointed to the part without a date on the last page: "If you look at the last page, there is no date or weather. It's fine, the key words are all written in black ballpoint pen.

Although they are all black, the ink of ballpoint pens and neutral pens is different, and the handwriting is also different. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t find the difference.

Hu Qiang blinked: "What can this mean? Maybe, it's just that when Zhang Wei wrote the last page, the neutral pen was gone, so he used a ballpoint pen instead?"

Zhuge Dali smiled and said, "No. Because most of the people on the market now use neutral pens, and there are very few ballpoint pens. What's more, Zhang Wei is a lawyer, and he usually uses neutral pens.

Moreover, he is greedy for cheapness and buys neutral pens in large bundles, and he can’t use them all at all, let alone neutral pens being cheaper.

As far as I know, Zhang Wei never bought a ballpoint pen in his office, and he never used ballpoint pen to write things. After all, as a lawyer, he always has to be more rigorous in writing contracts, and it is more appropriate to use a neutral pen.

But on the last page, he deliberately used a ballpoint pen that he didn't usually use at all, and even asked me to tell me that I'm sorry. This is obviously a special reminder to the person who saw the diary, that is, you, to hand over the diary to me and let me see the last page.

Zhang Wei believes that ordinary people cannot see the problem on this last page, but with my ability, I will definitely find the information hidden on this last page. As long as I look carefully and think carefully, I can do it."

Hu Qiang stared at Zhuge Dali with wide eyes: "Well, are you sure it's not over-thinking? Are you sure it's not that he's thinking too much? Maybe it's not that complicated at all. He just used a ballpoint pen?"

Zhuge Dali smiled slightly: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, but under the current circumstances, it's always right to think about it more."

Hu Qiang took a deep breath: "Okay, then you can study it slowly. I will not be with you, an ordinary person, it is too brain-burning."

Zhuge Dali smiled and said, "Don't say that, it's good to study and study together by one person. For example, the conversation between you and me before gave me a lot of inspiration. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of the wrong pen and ink so quickly."

Hu Qiang smiled bitterly: "Okay, but I can only help you, hold on to you, and shout 666, don't expect me to be so powerful."

Zhuge Dali smiled and said, "That's enough."

After saying that, Zhuge Dali began to study the contents of the last page of the diary.

But this time, Zhuge Dali no longer looked at it emotionally, but from a rational perspective, which was almost disassembled and analyzed word by word.

Seeing Zhuge Dali's style as a professional researcher, Hu Qiang was secretly shocked.

What a good guy, once Zhuge Dali focuses on it, he will be awesome.

Even feel a little familiar.

How to say it, there is a shadow of Ouyang Mofei in his bones.

It seems that Ouyang Mofei is concentrating on writing codes, and she has such a focused expression, such professional style, and such charming.

Alas, why did you think of Ouyang Mofei again?

It’s all because of the face-like monster. Who made Zhuge Dali look so similar to Ouyang Mofei?

They are not twin sisters who have been separated for many years, right?

No, Zhuge Dali was born in 2000. Ouyang Mofei's employee information wrote that he was born in 2005. The two were five years apart and could not be twins.

It's not right. Mo Fei's age has always been a mystery. Maybe she secretly changed the data, so the data of the employee information may not be accurate.

The ID card should be accurate, but until now she knows Mo Fei, she seems to have never seen her ID card for everyone. It seems that even Xiaobai and Ajie, two people who have known her for a long time, have never seen her real ID card or copy.

Of course, these are all small problems. The real problem is, if they were really twins, how could they have different surnames and had never known each other before?

Therefore, they cannot be twins, they just look like monsters.

Oh, are there so many people who are so frightening these days?

It would be fine if I look similar to Zhang Wei.

Zhuge Dali actually looks exactly the same as Ouyang Mofei, and is Zhang Wei's girlfriend who looks almost the same as me?

This is...

Well, don’t think too much. The situation is different, it’s not a good idea.

Just as Hu Qiang was thinking about it, Zhuge Dali suddenly said: "I understand, so that's it! It's true!"

"Do you understand?" Hu Qiang asked subconsciously, "What do you understand?"

Zhuge Dali looked at Hu Qiang with half-squinted eyes, as if there was a magical and wise light in his eyes. Hu Qiang subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

"I know why Zhang Wei did this." Zhuge Dali smiled wisely, "It turns out that the truth is clearly written on this last page."

Hu Qiang blinked and frowned and said, "What's the truth? You said it! I'm so anxious!"

"No hurry." Zhuge Dali waved his hand, "Some things will not work once they are said."

Speaking of this, Zhuge Dali raised his right index finger again, made a gesture of silence, then walked to the door, and put it on the door and listened.

After hearing this, Zhuge Dali suddenly opened the door and looked out, but no one hid behind the door and eavesdropped.

It seems that what she told Hu Yifei before worked. Hu Yifei did supervise everyone and herself well and did not let anyone disturb her conversation with Hu Qiang.

After nodding gently, Zhuge Dali closed the door again, then came to Hu Qiang, who was confused, and took a deep breath and said, "Hu Qiang, you are Hu Qiang, right?"

"Of course, yes." Hu Qiang nodded.

Zhuge Dali smiled slightly: "Hu Qiang, although we have known each other for a long time,... because I like you, no, because I look exactly like your female subordinate named Ouyang Mofei, can you please help me?"

"What's the busy thing?" Hu Qiang said, "Let's hear it."

Zhuge Dali paused slightly, then looked at Hu Qiang's eyes and said with a serious expression: "Hu Qiang, can you get a marriage certificate with me?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!