The second time Lu Changqing called Zhou Shutong to ask for medicine was in another hospital.

"Whose phone is it?" Zhou Shutong turned his head and asked the guard on the side.

"Young Master Lu's. ”

He was a little surprised to get such a reply, but he still picked it up.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Lu Changqing. ”

Zhou Shutong sighed: "It's still for the sake of medicine, right?"

"If she keeps lying like this, you won't be able to provide her for long if you empty your wife's books. ”

Lu Changqing's voice came clearly from the other end of the phone: "Then I won't marry a wife." ”

"That's useless. ”

"This medicine is a medicine, not something you can buy with a simple payment. ”

However, Lu Changqing said: "What if I can provide you with the marching route of the Japanese in the area of Lugou Bridge?"

Zhou Shu was stunned, he paused, as if he had taken the time to digest the amount of information contained in this sentence, and then he said crampedly: "Where did you inquire about such news?"

"I have my own way, and I am absolutely reliable" Lu Changqing looked confident, "as long as you believe me." ”

The other side of the phone receiver was silent, and Zhou Shutong secretly weighed the weight of this sentence, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Lu Changqing did not rush him, but left time for him to make a choice.

"Good. ”

Zhou Shutong agreed.

Lu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you." ”

He hung up the phone, returned to the living room, and said to the divination operator who was holding a teacup on the sofa and carefully examining it, "I'm ready, I can start." ”

......

Lu Xiu opened his eyes suddenly.

It was pitch black and there was nothing.

This is neither the top-level office of Huarong Financial, nor the Beiping of the thirties of the last century, but a completely unfamiliar place.

The memories of his previous life came back little by little, and Lu Xiu's eyes passed by like a movie, and the montage took him back to that era of chaos, that era of humiliation.

He put himself in the shoes of the country, and he really heard the embattled singing.

He mortgaged his ancestral home, and all his property was converted into money.

In this space, time seems to have become a dispensable concept, like the rapidly depreciating banknotes of that era, with large denominations but worthless. All the senses seemed to be rusty, dull, as if there was something in the middle of it.

In the darkness, he heard a voice calling him.

"Please. ”

Lu Xiu turned his head suddenly, and he saw a hazy figure.

"For the sake of my country, I beg you. ”

Is that...... His voice?

Lu Xiu heard the same voice as himself from far and near, and a man in a straight suit seemed to come out of the air and walked in front of him step by step.

In the dim and empty space, there was no one but the two of them.

The man was dressed in a crisp suit with straight trouser lines and a gold tie clip at the front of the placket, revealing a small section of the chain of a pocket watch.

Lu Xiu recognized him.

That was Lu Changqing, and he was also the one who lived in the same era as Xu Chunqiu decades ago.

"Please. ”

He repeated earnestly, with imperceptible tentative and cautious tones in his voice.

He knew that this matter was difficult for a strong man, but he had no other way.

Lu Xiu smiled.

He reached out and hugged him, he reached out and hugged himself decades ago.

"It's our country. ”

......

Lu Changqing opened his eyes again, and in front of him were high-rise buildings, busy traffic, a world that was completely unfamiliar to him.

Xu Chunqiu put the back of his hand on his forehead and said, "Are you awake?"

The words of the divination operator suddenly came to mind.

- Do you know what era she is in now?

- She was in 2020.

He found that he couldn't organize a complete sentence: "You...... Are you still alive?"

"Welcome to 2020. Xu Chunqiu said softly.

It turns out that this is the space-time rift that Bu Operator said, and it turns out that everything he says is real.

"I only have one day. ”

Lu Changqing quickly accepted the reality, obviously coming prepared.

Xu Chunqiu nodded, signaling that he had any needs.

"Is there a way to check the information, I need the war report of the 26th year of the Republic of China, the more detailed the better. ”

"The focus is on the march route of the Japanese in the area of the Lugou Bridge. ”

Lu Changqing picked up his coat and was about to rush to the door of the office: "Is there an archive or something like that, can you lead the way." ”

Xu Chunqiu shook his head and pushed him back onto the sofa: "No need to go to the archives. ”

She stepped to the boss's chair in front of the desk and sat down, opened Lu Xiu's computer, and typed and searched with her fingers.

The twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, that is, 1937.

The Seventy-Seven Incident.

"There you go. ”

Xu Chunqiu clicked on the result page, picked up the key paragraphs, and read it to Lu Changqing.

"On the night of July 7, 1937, the Japanese garrison at Lugou Bridge, without notifying the local Chinese authorities, held a so-called military exercise near the position of the Chinese garrison, falsely claiming that a Japanese soldier was missing, and asked to enter Wanping County, southwest of Beiping, to search, but the Chinese garrison sternly refused, and the Japanese army immediately launched an attack on Wanping City and Lugou Bridge. ”

"Also known as the 'Lugou Bridge Incident', it opened the prelude to the National War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. ”

"Yes, that's it. Lu Changqing immediately stood up and rushed over in great strides.

He leaned over and stood behind Xu Chunqiu, his eyes fixed on the square screen that he couldn't understand what it was for.

He struggled to watch, on the one hand, because he was not used to watching things on the screen, and he always felt that his eyes were shaking, and on the other hand, because he realized that the shape of Chinese characters used decades later was very different from that of the Republic of China.

Some of the characters have completely changed, but fortunately, although some words are not recognized, most of the content can still be guessed by relying on contextual reasoning and the degree of similarity of the glyphs.

"The main route is the marching route, the marching route of the Japanese army in the area of Lugou Bridge. Lu Changqing said hurriedly.

Xu Chunqiu nodded and pulled down the page in one go.

"Alright. As soon as the words fell, she immediately noticed Lu Changqing's strangeness, "What's wrong, what's wrong, Young Master Lu?"

Lu Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said without moving: "It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable." ”

Xu Chunqiu thought of the time when he had just crossed over and was in a hurry, and immediately reacted to why Lu Changqing felt uncomfortable.

She remembered that the browser could be converted to Traditional.

But after fiddling with it for a long time, she couldn't find where the button was.

She tilted her head and pulled out a gel pen from the pen holder: "I'll copy it down for you in traditional Chinese." ”