Only God knows?

It's so mysterious, that is, it has no basis...... The young man who was called John had a sinking face and said in broken Chinese: "I hope nothing goes wrong this time!" ”

I don't know if his Chinese is too poor, or his attitude has reversed, this sounds very blunt to Zhao Jingshu, and it seems to have a sense of accusation.

She was displeased, and said with a cold face: "You guys messed up the whole plan before you remembered me...... can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor. ”

"Sima what?" John asked, frowning.

Apparently he did not understand the idiom.

This is a bit difficult for a foreigner...... Zhao Jingshu smiled faintly.

Her tone softened: "Don't worry, I promise that within three days, it can be implemented as planned, and within a week, you can return to your American life." ”

"Three days?"

He rubbed his blue eyes and yawned twice in a row: "I've been busy with these sets for a week, Jon and Lucy.

Do you have to stay here for three days to monitor? ”

With that, he sat down and picked up the coffee pot on the table to prepare a cup to continue his life.

only to find that the coffee pot has bottomed out.

"Oh shit," he put the pot down angrily.

This action was rude, the bottom of the pot slammed on the heating seat, and with a bang, he was impatient: "Sorry"

It's just business etiquette for Westerners, and it's not really an apology.

Zhao Jingshu ignored him, if they failed again this time, they wouldn't want to get out of here alive.

She returned to the screen, and the girl who stepped in front of the screen said softly, "How is it?" What's out of the ordinary? ”

“just fall asleep.”

The girl replied tiredly.

There was no subject, no object, staring at the screen had drained her energy, and she was too lazy to say a word again.

The girl with long blond hair and light brown eyes is called Lisa.

John, they like to call her Sister Freckles, because she has a small freckle around her eyes, which doesn't affect her appearance too much, but makes her look more intimate and cute.

"Then you can sleep for a while, too!"

Zhao Jingshu said and patted her on the back: "You and John squint for a while, and I will stare at the assistant." ”

With that, the two of them looked together towards the center of the room, where a few chairs were placed. John sat in a chair and fell asleep on his side against the back of the chair.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Lisa slowly got up and thumped her waist and hips...... I've been sitting in front of the monitor for too long, and my bones hurt all over my body.

She walked over and nudged John, and the two walked out listlessly.

After the two of them left the room, Zhao Jingshu relocked the door from the inside and pushed the little assistant who was napping on the table.

"Professor Zhao!" The little assistant woke up abruptly and lowered his head in shame.

"Keep an eye on this person named Wenjie, and tell me if you find any situation!"

The assistant came to his senses and nodded vigorously.

Zhao Jingshu called up the recording of her psychological counseling with Jiang Wen from her mobile phone, pressed the play button, and listened carefully word by word.

……

Where is this?

How did you get here?

The phone under his pillow was new, with only an unknown number in it.

Unless there is an incoming call or text message on the phone, the phone will not be able to provide any information for the time being.

And he didn't plan to dial the unknown number at three or four in the morning...... That would be scolded as a psychopath.

The naked man next to him clearly knew what they were up to.

Thinking of this, Wen Jie suddenly thought of a possibility: Could it be in the system task?

No, he was quick to give an answer.

Because when his thoughts flashed, the system lit up.

[No networking tasks have been released]

【Whether to enter the personal homepage】

Wen Jie sighed and silently exited the system.

Where is this?

How did you get here?

In the dark room, these two questions kept flashing in Wen Jie's mind. and countless fragments of memory.

He was calm and calm, trying to remember what happened to him, and wanted to pass some memory fragments into threads to figure out the ins and outs of the matter:

He returned to the old house in Nancheng and saw a mysterious message on the note, asking him to save Yang Shanshan quickly.

Attacked at the door of the Second Precinct, he ran to Bruce Zhao's consultation desk for help.

Zhao Xiaolong learned that someone had kidnapped him and helped him call the police.

A person who looked like a steward in the Second Sub-Bureau was skeptical of what Wen Jie said. On the pretext that the information desk had an office computer with Internet access, he asked Wen Jie to leave the information desk and wait for the police in the lobby outside.

The person in charge muttered to Zhao Xiaolong for a while, and Zhao Xiaolong listened to his words, lowered his head, and his eyes were vigilant.

How can I leave the information desk safely? You can't leave here even if you die...... Wen Jie said secretly.

When the steward reached out and dragged him out, he tripped over the guy who had come out to stir up trouble.

Seeing the hall manager fall to the ground and fall unconscious, Zhao Xiaolong looked at him with a complicated expression, and then looked at the hall manager who was in a daze, and was a little hesitant for a while.

In the end, I don't know if I believed Wen Jie's words as a fellow countryman, or subconsciously left an impression of Wen Jie...... He decided to save Wenjie's life.

He asked the security guard to place the two people in the negotiation room and secretly changed the clothes on the two of them.

Help the hall manager to the information desk and wait for the ambulance to come.

And when the police car arrived, he took the police to the negotiation room.

When Wen Jie saw the police, his heart relaxed, and the intense sleepiness caused him to fall into a deep sleep.

He didn't know what was going on after that, and when he opened his eyes, he was in this room.

At this moment, Wen Jie suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes adapted to the dark environment.

He secretly got out of bed and walked towards the door of the hotel room.

Pull open the deadbolt, gently turn the doorknob, and walk out with a quick flash.

There were a few dim lights in the corridor deep down, and I looked down at the words "Pinyou" printed on the carpet in the corridor, and smacked:

It seems that this hotel is completely out of the flow!

Not even two stars.

Look at this inferior carpet and bare walls, which are worse than chain hotels.

As he passed by the next room, he felt a depressed gasp from inside......

This made him feel unspeakably bored in his heart, damn, he scolded secretly.

Out of the hotel, a silent city stood in front of him.

The sky will be before dawn, and everything in the city will be shrouded in the darkness of dawn. Buildings, streets, and bridges held up the city's silhouette and bones, and Wen Jie sighed and fell silent as he faced the behemoth in the darkness.

The night breeze blew, and his swollen mind gradually became clear, watching the city gradually wake up with the morning light,

Everything in front of you also becomes real and textured:

The uncle wearing a siderail vest on the street walked around the alley with a bird cage, and when he saw Wen Jie wearing hotel pajamas, he glanced at it lightly and continued to walk.

The smell of fried liver, the taste of boiling, the smell of fried fruits, and the smell of bean juice are mixed in the air, making people swallow when they smell it.

The street gradually became lively, the sound of whipping in the park in the morning, and the uncle and aunt greeted politely:

Well, you're inside?

Hey, you're so tough!

The nasal voice is very light, and the tongue is crooked...... This is the Beijing dialect.

Here it is...... The imperial capital?

Wen Jie took out his mobile phone and clicked on the calendar, glanced at it, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out:

This is the imperial capital on August 18, 2009.

Impossible!

It's July 2019, why did you faint and wake up 10 years ago?