Because Christmas has just passed, many exquisite Christmas gifts have been piled up in Shike's office, and they are removed one by one.

A delicate antique letterhead falls out of a dark blue woolen scarf, and a slightly concave portrait of a beautiful woman in ancient costume is printed on the white paper. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yo, Shike, which lady wrote you a love letter?" Uncle He squeezed his eyebrows and looked at a tabloid reporter's expression, "stained...... Or antique letterhead. ”

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the letterhead and was about to continue to joke, but suddenly let out a "huh".

"Is there something wrong?" Seke leaned up to snatch it and look at it for himself.

"That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Seke asked.

"The date is wrong." Uncle He said, holding up the letterhead to the brighter place of the window to take a closer look, and his eyes changed suddenly. "This letterhead has been dated, look here."

Shi Ke and I glanced at each other, following the direction of Uncle He's finger.

The blank letterhead was only a few words, and it was not a love letter from a girl from the family we thought, but an anonymous invitation letter, which was roughly as follows:

On the evening of December 26th, at 5 p.m., I will have a Christmas ball at the Jinling Hotel, and I sincerely invite the boy to visit.

I heard that the son was riddled with all things, and Yu Bucai just had a word to tell him, hoping to help the son one or two, so he waited for the son to come in person.

Don't worry about it

"Don't worry about people?" I wondered, "Who is Mochou?" ”

"I'm also wondering, I don't know anyone else." Seko replied.

"Who would be so bored that they would give themselves an unconventional name, why don't they want to show their true colors even if they are invited?" Uncle He asked, "Shike, could it be your old friend, right?" ”

"Are you bored or not, will my best friend blatantly send a letter to the hospital?" Shike lost his eyes, "Besides, who doesn't know that my childhood Shike's old friend is only Ah Zhao, you see, you see." ”

I knew that they were deliberately making me laugh, and I didn't pay attention to the gags of the two, but carefully observed the purple letterhead in my hand, and saw that the black hairpin flower Xiaokai was graceful like a tree, and Mu Ruo was a breeze, giving people a sense of beauty like a breeze. The only fly in the ointment is how the Arabic numerals raised on the letterhead give people an awkward and stiff illusion, making people think that the numbers were really installed behind the scenes.

No, Uncle He seemed to say just now that this number is really wrong.

"No......" I exclaimed, finally realizing that something was wrong.

"Zhao, what did you find?" Shike said urgently.

"Look, is there any sign that the number '6' has been altered?"

I took the letterhead and carefully pointed it out to them.

Anyone who has ever taken a math class in the school knows that Arabic numerals are the easiest type of writing to be rewritten, so in a formal invitation, people don't use the latest numerical notation to mark the date.

The number "6" on this letterhead seems to have been tampered with from "5", which is not easy to spot at a cursory glance, but it is obvious on closer inspection.

When I said this, Shike also seemed to have discovered a new clue: "Uncle and you look at this letterhead carefully, do you look like you've seen it somewhere?"

"You mean Yuhua Pavilion?"

"Yes, it's Yuhua Pavilion!"

Yuhua Pavilion?

Why do I feel like I've heard this name somewhere?

I searched for the information in my mind, and read this name over and over again in my mouth, which seemed to be heard somewhere, and then it sounded that Yuhua Pavilion was not somewhere else, it was the teahouse where Gu Shaoqing and Uncle He were on the other side of Qinhuai that day, and Shike gathered. It's no wonder that they suddenly became restrained when they talked about Yuhua Pavilion just now, and no wonder there were retro beauty portraits on the letterhead.

"Ah Zhao, or ......"

"No...... I'm not going back. ”

I interrupted what Seko was about to say before he could speak.

I knew that they would have to send me home first, and I knew them so well that it was better to tell me that it was better to know nothing than to know in the name of doing good for me.

But I want to know. I don't know enough that I don't want to be left in the dark again after being framed and kidnapped. So, I'm going to stay.

"I can't leave until I have told me what you want me to know. Shiko, what you just said in the hallway was to coax me? ”

"Ah Zhao ......"

"Okay, we'll take you." Uncle He seems to have made a lot of determination.

"Shutong, are you crazy?" Shi Ke's face was incredulous, "You know what kind of place it is, we don't even know who Mochou people are now, aren't you taking Ah Zhao to the mouth of a sheep?" I disagree. ”

"It's precisely because we don't know who Mochou people are, so we have to take Han Zhao there, and I don't want to repeat what happened to Min Ye last time."

"But......" Shike will continue to block.

"Shike, I don't want to enjoy your protection in vain, I should be independent, I should learn to deal with emergencies, I have been locked up in the mountains for a month, I have been thinking all the time, if I have the ability to protect myself, Han Ma may not die, if I am strong enough, the outcome of many things may be very different. So, please let me know, I'm going to participate. ”

"Good...... Now that you know, let's tell you the part we originally wanted you to know, Ah Zhao, you have to get ready. ”

I nodded, saying that I could accept worse news at any time, and indeed, there was something I couldn't accept right now, every second of the day, every day and every night.

"You say, I'll listen."

"Uncle Tong, you better tell her." Seke said, turned away and stopped talking.

He Shutong nodded, changing the appearance of the hippie smiling face just now, and became serious.

"Zhao, I originally wanted to tell you ......"

I looked at him expectantly, expecting him to tell me what I was going to say next, but I saw him look away and look embarrassed.

"Brother He?"

"Han Zhao, I hope I said it, don't hate me."

I was at a loss, "How could I hate you?" ”

"Because, the person who instructed Min Ye to take you away may be ......"

"Probably...... My father! ”

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It rained all day and night.