Han Chao calmed down and began to plan his future actions. His goal is first to return to the School of Archaeology, to retrieve the 13 fragments of the professor's ruins, and to lie dormant there to find clues.

Han Chao slept in the hotel and rushed to Lanfeng County in Gansu Province the next day, and he had already read in detail the relevant instructions for obtaining the identity of this orphan Zhou Tao. The first is to return to Lanfeng County first, and then return to the original circle that was not complicated. It took Han Chao two days to come to Lanfeng County, after all, it was very inconvenient to travel without an ID card, but fortunately, Han Chao was dressed more decently, and he knew Zhou Tao's ID number, so there were not too many twists and turns.

When he came to Lanfeng County, Han Chao first went to Aunt Zhang's restaurant.

"Hello Aunt Zhang, are you busy?"

"Are you?", the middle-aged woman who greeted the guests in the restaurant was Aunt Zhang, and Han Chao had already known her appearance in the information. At this time, Aunt Zhang looked at Han Chao with a little confused eyes.

"I'm Xiao Zhou, Aunt Zhang, why did you forget me?"

"Huh?Xiao Zhou??"

"Zhou Tao, Aunt Zhang, look, I haven't seen you in the past few years, why did you forget me?"

Although Han Chao had already made a similar hairstyle according to the appearance on Zhou Tao's ID card, and put on makeup in front of the mirror for a long time. But the difference between voice and smile is still too great. But there is no way, Zhou Tao is already the closest to his current appearance that Han Chao has found in the available information of the Wentian Sect.

"Oh, oh, Xiao Zhou, you, you haven't seen you for a few years, quick, sit down, what do you want to eat? Aunt Zhang will make it for you."

Aunt Zhang obviously remembered that there was a guy like Zhou Tao, but after all, she was only 16 when she disappeared, and her appearance was really uncertain. So Aunt Zhang didn't dig deeper, so she greeted warmly.

"Okay, Aunt Zhang, bring me a bowl of lo noodles that you are best at. ”

"You, it seems that after a few years, the taste has not changed", Aunt Zhang remembered that Zhou Tao used to come to eat a bowl of lo noodles here after finishing his work on the construction site, and some doubts about his appearance have long disappeared.

"Where has Xiao Zhou been in the past few years?", Aunt Zhang brought a bowl of hot lo noodles and asked. She vaguely remembered that the child suddenly disappeared from the construction site a few years ago, and was reported to the police once, and reported his disappearance, and then she never heard of any movement. After all, an orphan, there is no police force to put on this all the time.

"I felt that I was making too little money at the construction site, so I left, I wanted to go outside, and I don't know who called me to the police, and then the police contacted me once."

"Oh, that's it", Aunt Zhang's doubts were completely dispelled.

After Han Chao finished eating lo mein, he left the restaurant, and then came to the Zhangqiao construction site. Only then did I find that the construction site had already been built into a residential building, and there were only a few phone numbers left on the materials in my hand, one was from the contractor at that time, one was from Foreman Zhang, one was from Li Tao, and the other was from Wang Hui.

"Hey, Foreman Zhang?"

"You are?"

"Haha, I'm Xiao Zhou, Zhou Tao!"

"Your little bunny isn't dead?!", the other side was obviously stunned for two seconds.

"Ah, Brother Zhang, what are you talking about, I'm fine, I just heard from a friend in the south that the south is full of banknotes, so I said goodbye. At that time, I was poor and didn't have a mobile phone or anything, and I didn't contact you. ”

"Cao, at that time, Wang Tao's kid called the police! said that you offended Ali on East Street, and said that Ali threatened to kill you."

Han Chao thought to himself, Zhou Tao was probably killed by this Ali. That's not easy to do, because he is pretending to be Zhou Tao, if this so-called Ali clearly knows that he killed Zhou Tao, it will be difficult to do.

"At the time, it had something to do with this, but I'm still a little scared when I come back now, I don't know if those guys are still there."

"Haha, the bad guys have their own harvest, Ali's grandsons, all of them were shot last year, killing people and selling drugs."

Han Chao breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll give you a good day, I am expected to stay at Lanfeng County Mayor when I come back this time, and I will always contact Brother Zhang!"

"It's easy to say!" After saying that, they both hung up the phone.

Han Chao then called Zhang Tao and Wang Hui again, and the two were all empty numbers. Apparently there is no way to get in touch anymore.

Han Chao settled down in Lanfeng County as Zhou Tao. By the way, I searched the Internet for news about "genius murderer Han Chao". I'm already an internet legend. even has its own post bar, called "Han Chao Emperor Bar". His wanted warrant has also been canceled, but Han Chao understands very well that he doesn't know that there are several organizations that are still secretly inquiring about him. And the suicide of the leader of the public security system who directly signed and approved the arrest of himself made this wanted incident full of fog.

At this time, in San Francisco, USA, in a dark room, a young man with a sturdy body, green eyebrows, and an evil smile on the corner of his mouth was chatting with a middle-aged foreigner with a graceful temperament opposite.

"Let's make a price, Tushura", the middle-aged man whispered the jade cup in his hand and said gently.

"I just like to do business with cheerful people like you," said the smiling young man gently.

"One hundred million dollars, this is my account," said Tushura, tossing a card over.

The middle-aged man's face darkened.

"I don't have a bad deal with my news", of course you can choose not to buy, and honestly, you're not the only buyer who found me.

"Haha, you're really a scum", the middle-aged foreigner responded mockingly.

"Who is not impressed in front of the ruins, everyone is a layman, there is no need to mock each other, it is your honor that I can sell you the news"

The middle-aged foreigner made a phone call, "The money has arrived, you check it"

Tusura looked at it and smiled with satisfaction.

"My message will not disappoint you. As he spoke, Tusura threw an envelope and suddenly sank into the ground.

The middle-aged man took the envelope. The face was still gloomy.

"Hall master, do you want to catch up with ......", an old man came out of the screen behind the dark room, and he looked like a housekeeper. As he spoke, he made a killing gesture.

"No need, he has ruins and fragments, you are not necessarily opponents, don't make enemies in special times. The middle-aged man said as he opened the envelope. Inside was a message left by the professor Han Chao had read.

"It's kind of funny, the old guy actually left the fragments of the ruins in the School of Archaeology"

The middle-aged foreigner said with a smile.

"But what does he mean when he says that the School of Archaeology has something to do with the appearance of the ruins?", said the old butler puzzled.

"This is not important, the important thing is to get these 13 so-called special relics fragments first, you arrange people to go over, they must be Chinese, and go to the archaeology school in the name of studying at university." If I'm not mistaken, this Han Chao will also use this method to continue to stay in the School of Archaeology. First, get the fragments, and second, find out this Han Chao, I don't think he can just be a pawn entrusted by the old man to the ruins, I suspect there is a bigger secret!"

"Yes!" said the butler withdrawing the hint.

"Interesting, kind of interesting. The middle-aged foreigner muttered to himself. After that, I picked up the phone.

"Hey", the voice on the other side of the phone was hoarse and oppressive.

"Master", this middle-aged foreigner with a graceful temperament is almost unbelievably respectful.

"Say"

"I am Darkhall Mark, your faithful servant. I just found out that the old man hid the fragments of the ruins in the School of Archaeology, and the School of Archaeology has something to do with the appearance of the ruins."

"What fragments do I want to get, find out the relationship", snapped, the other side had already hung up.

The middle-aged foreigner's head was covered with a layer of sweat. If he is seen by outsiders, he will definitely be surprised, because he is the famous master of the dark hall, known as the king of the dark world.