[I'm sorry, I've moved because of work in the last few days, and I'm busy with a lot of things at work, and the number of days I've broken is a bit much, so I can make up for it]

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After the call with the fat man, Wu Xie asked Chen Xuehan to provide his cellar, and in the cellar he met Langka, who had gone down the mountain to check on people.

Because he wanted to avoid surveillance, and he wasn't sure if there were any disguised Zhang family members around, his eyesight was not strong enough to distinguish the real from the fake at a glance.

The cellar is a very suitable and secluded safe house, and Chen Xuehan holds the crescent moon at the entrance of the cellar, so that it is convenient to find the enemy situation at any time.

Wu Xie knew very well that the other party had concerns, and they didn't dare to startle the snake for the time being.

The three waves of forces in the Lama Temple restrained each other, forming a strange balance, but on the surface, it seemed to be as calm as a mirror, and the key to breaking the balance was Wu Xie.

Before the time comes, no one will easily break that mirror.

What Wu Xie has to do is to increase the chips that can hold the other party in his hand through the clues analyzed, and inlay himself on the edge of the mirror, so that he can move his whole body with one shot.

They are all waiting, waiting for a critical juncture to arrive.

"Owner, the information is here." With the dark circles under his eyes that were about to hang on the bridge of his nose, Langka took out a leather notebook from his arms and handed it to Wu Xie.

The cowhide notebook contains several transcriptions, and in the upper right corner is a one-inch black and white photograph.

Langka has been racing against time these days, eliminating a lot of interfering factors according to the hints given by Wu Xie, and screening a total of fifteen files across the country.

The women, all surnamed Zhang, were between 18 and 30 years old, and their faces were similar to those of the Zhang family who had a relationship at the lama temple.

Wu Xie carefully flipped through the pages one by one, and finally drew out four of them, two of which had no name records, no date of birth, and only knew the surname Zhang.

He pondered the names of the other two, which were usually uncharacteristic, and were temporarily set aside.

There are only the last two copies left, and the photos are all black and white, which has been around for a while, which makes the characters on it even more distorted, but no matter how you look at it, Wu Xie feels that these are different photos of the same person.

Wu Xie knew that the person he was looking for was in it, so he had to figure out which one of them he was.

The details show that both of them were engaged in an outdoor sports training institution in Xiangjiang, and both were imprisoned for three years in 98 for intentionally injuring people and becoming disabled, and the information after being released from prison in 01 was blank.

Two different people, but they have exactly the same experience, if it is a coincidence, it is really an insult to his IQ.

Langka also checked the information of the training institution very cleverly, copied all the information to the SD card of the mobile phone, he opened the sliding mobile phone and handed it to Wu Xie, "Dongjia, there are photos here." ”

Clicking on the photo in the trainer column, Wu Xie's eyes froze, and he saw a lot of familiar faces.

The people he had seen in the lama temple were all here, and what made him horrified was that there were 80 percent of the people on it, all of whom were surnamed Zhang, and their names were three words.

One of them is named Zhang Longsheng, and the one next to him is about his age named Zhang Longban.

He remembered that the grandfather of the wooden fish in the bronze coffin he met in the snake kiln was named Zhang Longguan.

Zhang Long X, I'm rubbing, this guy is definitely a brother of the same generation!

Wu Xie set off a storm in his heart, damn, this special mother turned out to be the lair of the Zhang family!

He hurried to look at the rest of the names, all of them were Zhang Hai someone.

His mother's, people from the overseas Zhang family came here to look for wooden fish?

No, how did they know that Muyu was here, and did they still have other people's eyeliner around them when they were in Changsha?

Wu Xie thought about it and felt that it was possible that before the cleaning, the overseas Zhang family had already received the news.

But why did they spy on themselves, could it be that they didn't find Muyu, so they blamed themselves for the incident? Then it's good to just squash him, why do you have to be so mysterious.

To be honest, after knowing that these people were Muyu's overseas family members, his heart relaxed a little.

Because of his love for Wu and Wu, he has no ill feelings towards these overseas Zhang family members.

There is also a clearer color photo of the girl in the list.

It was a somewhat gloomy woman between her eyebrows and eyes, with a straight face that seemed to be very strong and mean, and did not smile.

Her facial features are not very delicate when you really say it, but they look good when combined, and they are very unique and eye-catching, and they are definitely eye-catching in the crowd.

Especially the eyes, like a dry well bubbling with yin qi, looking at the panic that seeps people, it is a character who is not easy to mess with.

This Miss Zhang is one of the three people who Wu Xie found in the group of donkey friends who are definitely very awesome.

Wu Xie thought silently in his heart, "Could it be that one of the people in these two black and white photos is the stand-in for that girl?" Specially cultivated to condemn crimes? But twins aren't out of the question. ”

Or maybe like him, someone deliberately disguised herself as Miss Zhang.

So what is her purpose? No matter how tortuous the process is, in the end it will converge to a final purpose.

The real Miss Zhang, the fake Miss Zhang...... One-to-one restore replication.

Could it be that the purpose of the fake Miss Zhang is to replace the real one and blend into the Zhang family's team?

But such an undercover agent is difficult to achieve, and after a long time, it will definitely reveal flaws in front of familiar people, not to mention the condensed family like the Zhang family, who has trained disguise and disguise as eating and drinking, and has to show the fox's tail in minutes.

So according to this speculation, something major must have happened to this Miss Zhang, causing her to disappear in front of the Zhang family for a period of time, and then go back Even if there are slight changes, it can be said that it is over.

Wu Xie's gaze was fixed on the notebook again, and he muttered to himself, "Three years in prison, this is likely to be the node where the real and fake Miss Zhang was artificially replaced." ”

He closed his notebook and decided to go out and ask Chen Xuehan to see if he could help distinguish it, this thing had been a special sniper before, and his eyesight was really not ordinary.

After leaving the cellar, Wu Xie sent Langka to eat and rest, and then called Chen Xuehan, who was about to drill into the boiler room after completing the task, "Do me a favor." ”

The speechlessness on Chen Xuehan's face was about to overflow, he pointed at himself, and said angrily: "Boss Wu, which eye do you see that I look like a wronged head?" ”

"Drilling money is in the eye for you." Wu Xie scolded with a smile, beckoned to him, turned around and walked into the house, "Pay, don't take advantage of you, hurry up." ”

Chen Xuehan smiled proudly and said to himself, "This is about the same." ”

As he spoke, he touched the head of the crescent moon, he is now a person who has to support his family, and he can compare with the one he used to be.

"Look at this." Wu Xie tore out the information of the two Zhang girls and put them in front of Chen Xuehan, "Which one is the first woman who has seen an oil painting with someone who is destined." ”

Chen Xuehan looked at it, a little ridiculous, "Isn't this the same person, the words described below are the same." ”

"Take a closer look." Wu Xie's eyes widened, "One of these is fake. ”

Chen Xuehan remembered the human skin mask that Wu Xie asked him to wear when he pretended to be before, his face changed, and he looked at the two photos carefully.

Ban Yan shook his head helplessly and said, "Let me tell you this, these two people look more similar than identical twins." ”

Wu Xie sighed in frustration, it seems that this trick will not work, and he has to go to the lama temple again to find a way to get the fingerprints of that girl Zhang.

He was just about to speak, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Chen Xuehan's expression of wanting to speak and stopping.

"How?"

Chen Xuehan hesitated for a long time, and then said: "That, Boss Wu, I suddenly discovered a clue just now, which I ignored before, and I haven't told you." ”

Wu Xie asked him, "What clue?" ”

Chen Xuehan sneered, pointed to the crescent moon and said, "Actually, the original owner of this wolf green is not Bai Ci, but someone else. ”

Wu Xie subconsciously looked at the photo, "You mean...... Bai Ci and that woman had been in contact a year ago? ”

"No, no, no, it's not the same person." Chen Xuehan hurriedly said, "At that time, that woman came to me earlier than Bai Ci and asked me to take her to the lama temple and left the dog with me, but I haven't seen her since then, until I suddenly saw her in the lama temple that day." ”

He had always thought that the woman who appeared in the lama monastery was the same person who followed the first destined person ten years ago, after all, her face did not leave a trace of time.

But when he saw the photo just now, he suddenly realized that although they looked the same, they were not the same person.

After Chen Xuehan finished explaining, he looked at Wu Xie's face again, and the corners of his eyes twitched, damn, is there anything wrong with these bastards, why do they like to use duplicate faces, and they are also infiltrating people.

Wu Xie didn't pay attention to the little Jiujiu in him at all, he finally found where he thought it was weird before.

In other words, now the fake Miss Zhang has been hidden in the team of the Zhang family in Xiangjiang, and the real Miss Zhang who was stolen and replaced has already caught up with Muyu.

It's no wonder that Muyu has been hiding and not showing up, maybe it is the fake girl Zhang that he wants to guard against.

That night, Wu Xie stayed in the empty room behind Chen Xuehan's boiler room.

The weather forecast for the evening said that there would be heavy snowfall, so Chen Xuehan moved the wolf's nest to this house.

Wu Xie and Crescent stared at each other silently for a moment, and Crescent was very puzzled, not understanding why this guy looked the same as his godfather.

Although dogs can't accurately distinguish everyone's face, they can recognize who the owner is by facial movements.

"Good night puppy." Wu Xie waved his hand at the crescent moon, yawned, shook off the quilt and lay down and closed his eyes.

In the second half of the night, there was a wind and snow, and the howling wind beat the window lattice angrily, like the horn of the snow devil attacking the human world, and from time to time something was carried by the wind and hit the roof, as if it was about to overturn the roof.

In his sleep, Wu Xie always felt that someone was knocking on the door, and he opened his eyes in a daze to listen, but only the sound of the wind remained.

Early the next morning, the snow was still falling, but the wind was much lighter.

Wu Xie didn't bring anyone with him this time, and the first thing he had to do was to isolate himself and avoid leaving a chance for the people who were spying on him to take advantage of the loopholes.

The silent battle began, and he set up a communication code for Jinhe and Langka, and communication between the two men had to be reduced until he had received his orders clearly.

Wu Xie didn't know if there were any shadows of those people among the people who were watching him, so he didn't bring a crescent moon with a keen sense of smell, and the crescent moon had to stay to protect Chen Xuehan and them.

He first circled around several intersections in the town of Metuo, while Jinhe, who had received his orders, went to the store to buy some things.

Jin He tied the things to the stomach of the crescent moon and wrapped it in its clothes, so that it could bring the things to Wu Xie, who lived in the newly found guesthouse not far from the boiler room.

They included rubber gloves, some clothes racks, lots of rubber bands, four identical lighters, two packs of the finest cigarettes you could buy in Metuo, thin scotch tape, chewing gum, instant noodles, and a few long iron nails.

At night, Wu Xie tied all the rubber bands together in the quilt and hid them on the belt in case of emergency, and finally opened one of the packs of cigarettes, took out two-thirds of the inside and packed them, and stuffed the rest into the crack of the bed against the wall with the cigarette case.

On the second day, Wu Xie walked around the town aimlessly with those things, went into the tavern from time to time, and greeted the locals on the road after coming out.

The purpose of this is to delay time, since the other party is spying on him, then everywhere he goes, all the unreasonable things he has done are suspicious points for the person who is spying on him, and since it is a suspicious point, then it must be clarified.

This was the first clump of ecstasy beans that Wu Xie had sown, and he arrived at the lama temple before dark in the afternoon, pretending that nothing had happened, and returned to his house.

As soon as you enter, close all the doors and windows, lower the curtains, and then stand quietly behind the curtains, lift a little gap to look outside, from here you can just see the doorway to this corridor, whoever comes in must pass through the doorway, unless you use methods that are not ordinary people.

After a long time, he heard the roof tiles not far from his house click, and then disappeared.

Wu Xie curled the corners of his mouth, he knew that his actions had attracted the attention of the watchers behind him, they were puzzled by his actions and wanted to figure out what they wanted to do, so they had to get closer.

The roads are slippery on snowy days, not to mention the already smooth corrugated trees washed by the snow, and it is difficult to pass through them without making a movement.

And once they make a mistake, with their vigilance, they will definitely withdraw immediately, so that the space he is in is clean within a radius of five meters.

However, this safety is only temporary, Wu Xie hurriedly pulled out a few strands of his own hair, disassembled the scotch tape, rubbed the hair on the gelatinous side, so that the hair was a little sticky, and then pasted one on each window crack on the upper and lower left and right, and then made two slingshots with bent iron hangers and rubber bands, one hidden under the bed board.

He didn't see any obvious surveillance cameras in the house, but it wasn't ruled out that they would use some miniature advanced equipment to spy on him, so he would need to do something more confusing to test how closely he was being watched and controlled.

At the same time, he also has to find a way to distinguish which wave of people are spying on him, and find an opportunity to deal with the problem.

It was impossible for them to monitor the entire lama temple, and the lamas were not vegetarian soft persimmons, so Wu Xie began to wander around the temple, vigilant all over.

When he was sure that there was no one around him at a short distance, he hid everything in the excellent corners he had observed while he was wandering, including the slingshot, and immediately returned to the house to check the hair on the doors and windows.

The hair was still there, the place of the sticker hadn't moved, no one had come in through the window, and the slingshot under the bed was still there, but that didn't say much for the time being.

Wu Xie finished chewing a bag of instant noodles, then took off his clothes and wrapped himself in a thick quilt, holding a notebook and a pen, making a look like he was going to sort out the clues, but in fact he was reading the notes written by Naruhito with the lights on.

Until the evening, Wu Xie hid the notebook under the bed as usual, and then went out to greet and eat with a few little lamas who were familiar with each other in the temple.

Halfway through the meal, a few local porters hired by the Xiangjiang people came in from the door smoking cigarettes, ate the food and ate it with gusto, and soon left in a gust of style.

Wu Xie chewed slowly, and after they left, he got up and added a spoonful of rice, passing by the table where a few porters had been sitting, and casually glanced at the after-dinner garbage piled up on the table, which contained a cigarette case.

There was a crescent-like burn scar at the bottom of the cigarette case, which was a mark that Wu Xie had deliberately made before.

He knew that his first trap had worked.

(End of chapter)