Chapter 159 A hundred years ago [16] To confirm the truth, Jiang Ke confessed
It's still early.
Jiang Ke parked the car near the river and went to a breakfast restaurant with Mo Qing.
"It's so early." The boss was already busy with work. After saying hello, he noticed Jiang Ke and said, "This little brother seems familiar."
Two days ago, when Jiang Ke was working as a homeless man in Qiaodong, he met this boss several times.
However, Jiang Ke seemed to have been recognized and said extraordinarily calmly: "A cast member of the crew."
"Oh." The boss suddenly hesitated and looked at Jiang Ke's face again, "Isn't he very famous?"
Mo Qing responded: "Not popular, little substitute."
"No way, little brother, you look very popular at first sight." The boss said with a smile, then changed the topic, "What can we eat?"
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke ordered several breakfast items.
The bright-minded Jiang Ke paid the bill and then solved the problem of food and clothing in the store.
When they walked out of the door, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other and then stopped.
Mo Qing chatted with the boss seemingly unintentionally: "Boss, your store is very clean, how do you prevent rats?"
"That is, it is cleaned every day." The boss chuckled, "To prevent mice, the doors and windows should be closed tightly at night, the food should be put away, and a few mouse traps should be placed..."
At this point, the boss paused and became confused: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen any mice for a long time recently."
There is drama.
Mo Qing continued and asked, "When did the beating start?"
The boss thought for a while: "A few months."
"By the way, does that homeless man under the bridge often run here?" Mo Qing changed the subject again. When she saw the boss's confused look, she added, "He runs to the set quite frequently."
"He," since there were no customers anyway, the boss told her a few more words, "he used to hang around near the bridge. Since the crew came, the scope of activities has really expanded. I heard that he used to work as a screenwriter outside, maybe
I miss you."
"oh."
Mo Qing nodded.
She did not ask further questions, but looked at Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke understood the idea and immediately took over the words: "It's time for us to leave."
Mo Qing said: "Then let's go."
So the two said goodbye to the boss and left the store together.
The whole process was very tacit and natural.
Next, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke wandered around several stores as if wandering around, making insidious remarks about "tramps" and "rats", and finally they actually asked them about it.
"He's so pitiful!" The proprietress of a store wiped the table, glanced left and right, and whispered to them, "I saw him catching mice to eat!"
Mo Qing was stunned for a moment: "Eat?"
"Yeah, just a week ago, I left my mobile phone in the store. I came to pick it up in the middle of the night. I saw that his sack was full of mice and they were squeaking. Oops, it scared me. You said he was so poor.
You're a homeless man. If you don't catch mice for food, what else can you do?" After the boss lady finished speaking, she clicked her tongue and shook her head.
The boss was passing by and happened to hear it. He muttered: "I wonder why there have been fewer rats recently."
After saying that, when he saw the two guests Jiang Ke and Mo Qing, he grabbed the landlady and said, "Hey, don't tell people this, go and do your business."
Soon, Jiang Ke and Mo Qing left the store.
Mo Qing looked at the big bag of breakfast in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "It's almost the same."
Jiang Ke nodded and frowned: "The question is, with so many rats, where is he hiding?"
"Didn't you stay with him for two or three days?" Mo Qing asked.
"We haven't been together all the time." Jiang Ke shook his head first, and then suddenly thought of something, "There is a place."
"Um?"
Jiang Ke said: "There is an abandoned rabbit farm across the river, and no one cares about it."
"Go and have a look." Mo Qing made a quick decision.
The distance was not far, and all it took was Jiang Ke's foot on the accelerator.
As soon as they entered the breeding farm, Jiang Ke and Mo Qing were able to conclude that it was definitely Yin Lin who did it.
As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by a foul smell. When I glanced inside with my flashlight, I saw that the densely packed breeding cages were filled with rat hair and excrement.
"He's quite creative." Mo Qing raised his hand to lightly cover his nose and glanced around.
She still wanted to go inside.
Jiang Ke pulled her: "Go back."
The smell inside was indeed unpleasant. Mo Qing thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."
*
After struggling all morning, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke were finally able to return home.
The car ran over the bridge.
This dilapidated bridge, bearing the weight of the car, was crumbling against the weird and hazy weather, which was quite scary.
Mo Qing rested his elbows on the edge of the window, enjoying the cool breeze. His eyes fell to the vicinity of the bridge opening, and he looked at the water level again.
She estimated: "If it rains for a few days, this shabby house will be flooded."
"Um."
"Where does Yin Lin live?"
"He is currently staying in a hotel." Jiang Ke said, "I plan to send him for treatment."
"Oh." Mo Qing asked again, "How do you study the paintings he painted in the room?"
"Not even close."
Jiang Ke was very vague and didn't reveal a single word to Mo Qing about the specific content.
After a while, Jiang Ke drove the car outside the hotel.
Mo Qing walked inside with familiarity.
However, Jiang Ke grabbed Mo Qing's wrist, pulled him back, and said to the front desk: "Get her a room."
The receptionist was still napping, waiting for his shift, when he heard a sudden sound and looked at Jiang Ke, who was dressed as an officer. He was startled and felt like he had traveled through time.
However, after meeting Mo Qing, the front desk returned to reality.
He nodded: "Okay."
He yawned: "ID card."
Before Mo Qing could say anything, Jiang Ke showed his ID card.
While working at the front desk, Mo Qing was confused and whispered to Jiang Ke: "How do you know my ID card?"
Jiang paused and said, "Not only do I know."
"Um?"
Mo Qing was inexplicable.
Jiang Ke continued: "I also know that we both have the same birthday."
"..." Mo Qing was stunned for a moment, "How could that be?"
Jiang Ke said nothing.
He scanned the code with his mobile phone, paid the room fee for the week, and received the room card.
Then turn around and walk toward the stairs.
There is an elevator, but both rooms are on the second floor, so it is more convenient to take the stairs.
After going up the stairs, Jiang Ke said, "I asked Huos that the birthday on your ID card was your own."
"Um."
Mo Qing nodded.
When Hoss applied for her ID card, he only changed her age. He specifically asked her about her birthday and did not decide it randomly.
"That's right, it's the same day." Jiang Ke said calmly.
Mo Qing hissed, frowned and asked, "Has your birthday always been that day?"
Jiang Fen hummed: "As long as I have real memories."
This coincides with the "menu thing".
Mo Qing suddenly felt that what Jiang Ke had guessed was not necessarily wrong.
——Jiang Carving is a gift.
After all, it is impossible for a person with a conspiracy to arrange these coincidental details. Only Jiang Yan has the position and purpose to do all this.
Because it doesn't make any sense.
Thinking of this, Mo Qing suddenly glanced up, raised his hand, and grabbed Jiang Ke's sleeve.
Jiang Ke paused for a moment, came back to his senses, and lowered his eyes to look at her.
There are two steps between them.
Mo Xiang stepped forward, looked into Jiang Ke's eyes, and said word by word: "You have no actual evidence, but you are very sure that you are not Jiang Yan."
Jiang Ke was silent for a few seconds and said, "Yeah."
Mo Qing was puzzled: "What's the reason?"
Pulling out his sleeves, Jiang Ke walked down the stairs. He leaned against the wall behind him, his eyebrows lowered, and he looked at her for a while: "Do you really want to know?"
After thinking for a moment, Mo Qing simply said: "Yeah."
Jiang Ke said in a loose tone: "Make a promise."
"explain."
Mo Qing agreed very readily.
In her heart, Jiang Ke is not a despicable person, it is just a "promise" and does not matter.
Jiang Ke said: "Promise will be discussed later."
Mo Qing said: "Okay."
She waited for Jiang Ke to continue talking.
Jiang Ke spoke slowly: "I often have headaches. But before, it only hurt occasionally. I just need to take it easy."
"Um."
"But on New Year's Eve, you gave me a needle."
"……Um."
Not only did I get a needle.
Of course Mo Qing remembered: "You said you didn't feel anything."
So, Mo Qing gave up.
Jiang Ke nodded and continued: "As a result, I had frequent headaches."
Mo Qing: "..." She sounds like a quack doctor.
"But every time I get a headache, a little memory appears in my mind." Jiang Ke said slowly and slowly, "According to my guess, it's Jiang Yan's memory."
"Does this prove that you are not him?" Mo Qing frowned.
Jiang Yan's memory appeared here in Jiang Ke.
Isn't it more important to prove that the two of them are very likely... to be the same person?
"Hmm. Normally, you would probably think that I am him." Jiang Ke looked at the subtle changes in Mo Qing's expression and felt a sour taste in his heart.
Mo Qing asked: "What's the reason for your contrary speculation?"
Jiang Ke said coldly: "There's no reason. I still don't feel familiar in his memory. It's just like those fabricated memories of more than twenty years."
Mo Qing was slightly startled.
Jiang Ke's tone was slightly serious: "The memory that appears to me does not mean anything. No matter how real the memory is, my feelings tell me that I am just a bystander. I have nothing to do with Jiang Yan."
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mo Qing asked: "Your intuition?"
"When memory cannot be trusted, you can only trust intuition." Jiang Ke did not deny it.
"Okay." Mo Qing did not argue with him, but just followed his train of thought and analyzed, "Based on your intuition, you feel that you are a substitute and a container. When Jiang Yan's memory is fully recovered, you..."
She said no more.
Jiang Ke continued for her: "Maybe it disappeared, maybe it merged with him, or maybe it was something else."
"..."
Although Mo Qing was an ordinary person and had experienced a lot, this kind of speculation was beyond her common sense.
Rebirth under a shell?
Create a stand-in?
Can Jiang Yan do it?
Mo Qing was not sure.
However, one thing Mo Qing knew was that after the end of the great cause, Jiang Yan began to investigate the "source of the mysterious stone" and always wanted to find out the connection between "the mysterious stone and her".
This is also the original intention of establishing the Eighth Base.
However, Mo Qing didn't know what Jiang Yan found out later.
Mo Qing remained silent.
Jiang Ke stood up straight and stepped up: "Let's go first."
Mo Qing came back to her senses and followed behind without saying a word, sorting out her messy thoughts.
*
When the two entered Jiang Ke's room, Yin Lin had not yet woken up.
Mo Qing followed the same method and injected Yin Lin's body with an injection. Within a few seconds, Yin Lin woke up.
"ah--"
Yin Lin suddenly sat up.
Then, when he saw Jiang Ke and Mo Qing, he seemed to be frightened. He immediately huddled up and hugged himself into a corner.
Jiang Ke glanced at Mo Qing: "You scared him."
Mo Qing glanced over: "Aren't you?"
Jiang Ke pushed her aside, then walked to the bed, approached Yin Lin, and asked, "Who am I?"
Yin Lin raised his dirty face.
His cloudy eyes suddenly became bright when he saw Jiang Ke.
"Mr. Jiang." Yin Lin recognized him and shouted repeatedly, "Mr. Jiang."
"whispering sound."
Mo Qing, who was standing in front of the window with his arms folded, snorted with disdain.
Jiang Ke glanced at her.
Mo Qing turned away and looked out the window.
Yin Lin seemed to have great trust in Jiang Ke. Under Jiang Ke's comfort, his mood slowly calmed down.
After about ten minutes of touching, Jiang Ke finally turned the topic to more serious matters: "Did you release the mouse last night?"
"Yes, I did it." Yin Lin nodded hurriedly and admitted directly without hiding anything, "Mr. Jiang, your story cannot be known to others. I know it, I know it."
"So you want to scare away the crew?" Jiang Ke asked.
"Yes, yes, scare them away, scare them away." Yin Lin nodded and said happily, "Just scare them away, just scare them away."
Jiang Ke saw that his thinking was still clear, so he continued to ask: "What did you do?"
Yin Lin's description is very confusing.
However, what came out of his mouth were all trivial things that were not harmful enough and only had a frightening effect on the crew.
After listening intermittently for half an hour, Mo Qing, who was leaning against the wall, felt sleepy and yawned.
Jiang Ke looked in her direction.
Mo Qing folded her arms and leaned her head against the window frame. Her eyelids drooped and her slender eyelashes were thick and long. A breeze lifted her hair, revealing her long white neck.
Anyway, that’s about it.
Jiang Ke stood up, picked up the breakfast he had brought for Yin Lin, and reached out to help Yin Lin: "I'll take you to another room."
Yin Lin didn't quite understand what he meant, but he didn't resist Jiang Ke's action.
Mo Qing's head lost weight and he suddenly raised it, eyes half-opened: "Are you done asking?"
Jiang Ke explained: "I will take him to another room. You can rest here for a while."
Mo Qing was very sleepy: "Oh."
After Jiang Ke left with Yin Lin, Mo Qing glanced at the two beds.
There were two beds, one of which had been slept on by Yin Lin. The quilt was rolled up into a ball and stained with some dirt and blood. It was really hard to see.
The other bed was carved by Jiang.
Mo Qing chose Jiang Ke's picture without hesitation.
*
When Jiang Ke settled down and Yin Lin came back, there was no sound in the room.
Jiang Ke glanced over and fell on the bed.
Mo Qing was lying on his side on the bed without a quilt. He threw his denim jacket aside and wore a loose short-sleeved shirt with an open collar, revealing his delicate collarbone.
The hem of the clothes goes up, revealing a part of the waist, which is white, tender and soft.
The two long legs bend and stretch, with smooth lines.
Jiang Ke settled for a moment, then felt his eyes burning. He turned away, went to his bag to get a change of clothes, then took a shower and changed out of the conspicuous costume.
When he came out of the shower, he accidentally glanced at the bed again.
