"Huh?"

Su Lan, who woke up, found herself lying on the table in the dormitory on all fours, her head pillowed on linear algebra, and she calmed down before remembering the matter of Shicai: "What about Xiao Ji?" ”

Zhou Song said: "What Xiaoji, the canteen waiter called from your phone and said that you were drunk and unconscious on the third floor, and Qian Ze and I spent a long time trying to bring you back." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"!" Su Lan scolded directly, rummaged through the bag for a long time and turned to his bank card and E card, Zhou Song's voice was teasing: "You kid is awesome enough, you obviously drink beer and get drunk, you actually went to drink Erguotou, hahaha laughed at me." ”

Su Lan searched for a long time and finally found her mobile phone, and when she saw the bank card balance notified by the text message, she fell back into the back of the chair. Three-three-three-three-sixty yuan?! Coupled with the eighty yuan of my E card, Xiao Ji, you eat my 400 oceans for a month's living expenses to go to heaven! The point is that I'm so drunk that I didn't ask a single question!

"Simply, I won't talk about you. At first, I thought that you had met that kind of beautiful liar and was falsely accused, but when I asked the waiter, I told me that it was actually the man who had dinner with you? I said, is it interesting for you to put a big sum of money in front of a man? Especially the man's appearance is not an outstanding type, I see what you eat every day in the second half of the month when your money bag is empty. ”

I can't see it, Zhou Song, you are still interested in beautiful men. Su Lan complained in her heart and said that if you want to ask Xiao Ji to pull the mask on his face, you will definitely not be able to say such a thing, and smiled bitterly: "Zhou Song, you are not interesting enough, didn't I invite him to dinner to thank him for you." ”

"Don't make trouble, I won't carry this pot." Zhou Song directly shook him with a big roll of his eyes, "Forget it, for your sake, I will reluctantly help you in the past few days." ”

"Good buddy—" Su Lan's eyes lit up.

"The money has to be repaid, it should have been calculated as interest, but for the sake of our buddies, I will exempt you from it."

"I-! I also said you had a sexual change—"

"By the way, Zhang Xuan called you just now, but I picked it up for you when you slept messily, and she said that she wanted you to wake up and call her back."

"Oh, okay." The discomfort caused by alcohol poisoning still did not subside at all, Su Lan felt headache, nausea, and couldn't spit out anything, so she could only press her chest with one hand and dial back Zhang Xuan's call with the other, no one answered, Su Lan couldn't mention any interest at all, and replied with WeChat that she was going to climb back to the top bunk and sleep again, at this time the lock screen lit up, and an MMS message came.

This year, it's either WeChat or QQ, who is still old-fashioned to send MMS? Su Lan took a look at the sender's status, showing that it was an unknown location, not Zhang Xuan. Thinking of the recent news of rampant SMS scams stealing customer information, Su Lan was just about to throw the MMS message into the trash, and the MMS message popped up by itself, and inside was a photo. Su Lan originally glanced at it lazily, but after seeing the content in the photo, her eyes widened and widened, and all the sleepy insects ran away.

This is a scan of two men, one of whom is dark-skinned, tall and of distinct African descent. The other man, who was slightly fat and had a gentle smile, was actually his father.

The two of them were dressed in mountaineering outfits and looked like travelers. Although the two people occupy most of the photo, it can still be seen that behind them is a cliff of a relatively high plateau, and most of them are not in the country.

The bottom of the photograph is also dated April 1, 2016 with yellow markers

The first Friday after returning to Beijing from Inner Mongolia.

Su Lan was stunned for five seconds and reacted, grabbed Zhou Song and asked, "You often read naturalist magazines, do you know where this photo was taken?!" ”

"Please, the wine didn't wake up, what are you crazy about!" Zhou Song frowned at his rude movements, "Who can see what kind of place it is?" ”

"So is this picture real? Or is it P's? Do you think—" Just then the bell rang again, this time just a text message with a line in it:

Friday at 6 p.m. Guanghua Temple Kannon Temple.