I discussed this matter with Charlie and the others. After all, although we are in this villa now, it is somewhat of a laboratory. I am a specimen, and the situation of being the person in charge exists, but in general,
They are actually the implementers of this plan. Even if they want to cooperate with Song Zhai and others, they have to ask for their consent. I told them that in fact, in the direction we are researching, there is a similar organization in China that is researching this thing.
, is the relationship between power and technology, including the entire history and religion. I am going to negotiate with them now. If possible, I hope we will have a pleasant cooperation.
I thought that they would be wary of cooperating with us, but I found that they were not, and they were even very happy. David said: This is best, you can't provide me with any help at all, and my assistant said that a lot of my information
Entering China requires complicated inspections, which is really troublesome, but this is just right.
Charlie also shrugged and said: I agree with David. It is even more troublesome for those instruments to come to China. I don’t want to invite my teammates abroad. Not everyone thinks like me that academics have no borders, right?
I looked at Jesus and he said with an exaggerated smile: Lin, have you forgotten the romantic and warm night we had a few days ago?
David opened his mouth and cursed: I have long heard that you are a gay, but I didn't expect it to be true. Lin, you disappoint me so much.
I quickly ran away, but I was really happy, because with the addition of Song Zhai, a strong teammate, the plan might be carried out faster, and the few people my uncle had found were quite in line with my taste, right?
He went to Liaocheng with me, but I refused. Song Zhai really wanted to do something against me. Maybe he would have done it long ago, and there was no need to wait until now. And this time I went, not as Lin Laoyao’s grandson, but as Lin Baqian’s.
nephew.
In the car, I was shocked by this sentence that suddenly popped out of my mind, because I remembered that when I went to Songzhai for the first time, I met Old Ghost Song and he asked me this sentence, you
Are you coming this time as the grandson of Lin Lao Yao, or as the nephew of Lin Baqian? At that time, I thought the old man was sick. Only now do I understand the deeper meaning of what he asked me.
If I were the grandson of Lin Lao Yao, then I would not be in conflict with each other. If I were the nephew of Lin Baqian, my second uncle would definitely not be as stubborn as my grandfather. You can see it from his attitude towards Song Zhai. You need to understand better.
Mr. Song is a little bit weirder, so if I go there as Lin Baqian's nephew, I will cooperate.
Damn it, uncle, if you had something to say, you wouldn’t have said it clearly at that time. I’ve been guessing for so long. How could I possibly understand the meaning of your words at that time?
After arriving in Liaocheng, I don’t know if you will have the feeling that you are full of longing and expectation for a city, and you are full of enthusiasm, but after you arrive, the unfamiliar environment will make you feel at a loss, and at least half of you will be discouraged.
The last time I came to Songzhai, my second uncle pushed me to the front desk for the first time. This is a transit point for my destiny. When my second uncle came, I could let my grandfather choose to leave with one sentence.
My name is Lin Baqian, and I come from Liaocheng, Shandong.
I was here to let Wu Miaoke solve her fate and let her have Lin Dengke. It was also here that I really lost Wu Miaoke. I have always been thinking that if Lin Dengke had not been taken away at that time, I would have been parasitic on Wu Miaoke.
But in my body, everything will be different, everything will be rewritten, and she will not marry a second-rate son. Right here, there is a person who says he wants to hate me, that person who is so short-lived in my life.
The person who is about to disappear, Xiaolan.
I checked into the hotel I was staying in at the time. The hotel was right next to the police station where Xiaolan worked. I still had a few friends here. He Lei and Yu Yang from the police station helped them solve the case of Lin Dengke’s biological mother.
Trouble, I didn’t have a mobile phone at the time, but Heisan, as the young master of a family of tomb robbers, had a good way of accumulating contacts. Because of the relationship at that time, he even expanded the business in Liaocheng a bit. Before coming here, he gave me Yu Yang
As for the phone call with He Lei, at least there was someone taking care of him.
I called He Lei and said I was Lin Xiaofan. After talking for a long time, he remembered who I was. After asking for the address, he said he would treat me to dinner at noon, which was a welcome treat. At noon, He Lei
and Yu Yang arrived, we ordered a private room for dinner on the third floor of the hotel. He Lei asked me where the gods were from the past. I said they were all busy with something, and I would like to go there this time.
Qingwang Street, there's something that hasn't been settled yet.
After a few glasses of wine, Yu Yang started to gossip. He had a drink with me and asked: Brother Xiaofan, there is something I don’t know whether to ask or not. What the hell is No. 8 Qingwang Street?
, what kind of development is there nearby? Development is not allowed there. Some people came to do it cruelly and died tragically the next day. After reporting the crime, the developer originally sent some money, but the police have not been dispatched yet. Several
He called me with an astonishing amount of phone calls and scolded me like shit. If it was convenient for him to live there and where he was, forget it if it was inconvenient.
There is an old man inside who used to be able to talk directly to Taizu. He is still alive and can dial the phone directly to Beijing and talk to numbers 1,234,567 because they all owe him a favor. I said calmly.
He Lei spilled half of the cup in his hand, and Yu Yang was even more exaggerated. He squatted on the ground, sweating all over his head, and said: Damn it, is it true?
You guessed it. I found that this kind of pretentious feeling was really good, so I said it deliberately.
Yu Yang and He Lei stood up, drank a glass of wine with me, and said: Don't say anything, I believe what brother Xiaofan said.
After drinking this glass of wine, I realized that I had grown to this point.
After three rounds of drinking, a woman came with a little boy. He Lei greeted: Xiaolan, this is the friend I told you about coming from afar. Look, do you know who this is?
I saw Xiaolan. She didn’t change much from before. I thought the expression on her face would be wonderful after seeing me, but no, she smiled lightly and said: Lin Xiaofan, how could you forget?
I don’t know that I have a good memory.
I had a very happy meal. I didn’t have many friends around me, and even less now. These are the few friends I have. Finally, when the party was over, Xiaolan’s face was a little red and she said: I’m going to drop off the child.
I went to the kindergarten and asked for leave. My mother-in-law was admitted to the hospital and was not in good health.
He Lei said with drunken eyes: Go ahead, go ahead.
Xiaolan stood up, pulled the child in her arms and said: Say goodbye to Uncle Xiaofan.
The child raised his head and looked at Xiaolan and said: Why is he also called Xiaofan and I am also called Xiaofan? Are we the same person?
Xiaolan picked him up and left the private room.
I stood up, left the hotel and returned to my room. No one is irreplaceable, that's how life is.
I slept for a while, took a shower when I woke up, took a taxi, and went straight to No. 8 Qingwang Street. When I got to that street, it looked even more like a ghost street, with tall buildings and large buildings.
There is a special isolated island in the summer. I saw the familiar yet unfamiliar old house. I looked across the street. The place where the street girl used to be was already abandoned. There were four pedicure health care signs on the door.
The characters have been weathered to the point of being almost unrecognizable.
I knocked on the big iron door.
I, Lin Xiaofan, came here again a few years later, this time alone.
I saw the old man. He was even older now. We had kept in touch in the past two years. It could be said that we had been friends for years. He came over tremblingly and opened the door for me.
In his hand, he held a black oil paper umbrella with a small green flower painted on it.
I asked about Grandma Feng.
At home, she knew you were coming, the old man said.
After entering the house, the room was still the same as when I came here a few years ago. It was spotless. I took off my shoes and walked in. I didn't see the woman I had nicknamed Sister Feng.
How did you know I was coming? I asked.
Lin Baqian knows everything we do. How could we not know what you do? The old man said with a smile.