Listening to Zhuge Dali's serious inquiry, the second monk Hu Qiang was puzzled, and subconsciously replied, "Just now."

"Just now?" Zhuge Dali narrowed his eyes slightly, "How long was it just now, can you be specific?"

Hu Qiang didn't care, so he continued: "Oh, I just woke up this morning, because of urgency, I hurriedly went out to find the toilet, and when I went out, I saw Zeng Xiaoxian and Chen Meijia.

When I came out after untying my hands, they didn't say I was Zhang Wei, but also said that I had something to do with your mother...... Ahem, ahem.

Anyway, in order to prove my innocence, I came back to look for my phone and wallet, but I didn't find my phone and wallet, but I found this diary and that photo frame."

Zhuge Dali didn't care about Hu Qiang's sentence "What am I talking to your mother", but just touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "In other words, this diary was discovered by you this morning?"

"That's right." Hu Qiang nodded, "Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem, and it is a big problem." Zhuge vigorously corrected the color of the road.

"Questions? Big problem?" Hu Qiang frowned in surprise, "You mean, there is a problem with Zhang Wei's diary?"

"That's right!" Zhuge nodded vigorously with a serious expression.

"What's the problem?" Hu Qiang continued to frown and asked.

Zhuge Dali said, "The first question, the time is not right!"

"The timing is wrong?" Hu Qiang asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhuge vigorously explained, "Let me ask you, do you know how long the real Zhang Wei has been missing?"

Hu Qiang said: "How do I know this, I am not Zhang Wei. But listening to their previous narratives, it seems like two months?"

"Including today, it's sixty-nine days!" Zhuge said vigorously.

"Sixty-nine days?" Hu Qiang raised his eyebrows, "Do you remember so clearly? But what does that mean?"

Zhuge Dali said calmly: "This shows that if this diary is really written and left by Zhang Wei, it is absolutely impossible for you to easily find it in a drawer and be able to see the contents by you today, when he has been missing for sixty-nine days."

Hu Qiang opened his mouth, then suddenly thought of something, touched the stubble on his chin, and nodded lightly: "That's right, you say that, it does make sense!"

Immediately afterwards, Hu Qiang analyzed on his own: "Zhang Wei is a roommate of Hu Yifei and others, or an old friend, according to the normal situation, after Zhang Wei disappeared, they will definitely go to Zhang Wei.

How to find Zhang Wei? In addition to calling the police and going out to look around stupidly, the best way is to come to Zhang Wei's room to look for clues.

Therefore, if this diary was really written by Zhang Wei and left by Zhang Wei, then after so many days, it should have been obtained and seen by Hu Yifei and them, and then it should be well collected, or kept.

Even if they thought I was Zhang Wei, they should have taken out this diary and shown it to me in person after I woke up, so as to help me recover my so-called memory, instead of secretly leaving the diary here and waiting for me to explore it myself.

What's more, in fact, they are not sure whether I am the real Zhang Wei now, whether it is Zhang Wei who has a sick brain, and it is even more impossible to easily show me Zhang Wei's diary before officially confirming my identity.

To sum up, it is unreasonable for me, an unidentified outsider, to be able to find Zhang Wei's diary in the drawer of Zhang Wei's room so quickly, and to be able to see the contents inside."

Zhuge nodded to Hu Qiang with an appreciative face: "Not bad, that's good, it seems that your thrust ability is very strong."

"Where, where." Hu Qiang scratched his head embarrassedly, "It's all your guidance, otherwise, I probably wouldn't have discovered the problem so quickly."

Actually, when I first saw this diary, I didn't see these problems at all, I was attracted to the content, and I didn't expect you to find the problem so quickly."

Zhuge said vigorously: "That may be because you are not really Zhang Wei, and you are not very familiar with us."

After a slight pause, Zhuge Dali said again: "Actually, if you are a roommate with an average relationship, it is reasonable that you can find this diary, after all

Roommates with average relationships will not easily read other people's diaries.

But Teacher Hu, Lao Bu, and Sister Meijia are different, they are all old friends of Zhang Wei, the unscrupulous kind.

Therefore, if they find this diary, at most they will play tricks on each other, and then they will decisively make an excuse for themselves, open it together, and after reading it, they will put it away and keep it, and they will not continue to put it here, let alone put it where you can find it when you are unidentified.

Even if Lao Bu and Sister Meijia can't think of this, Teacher Hu will definitely be able to think of it.

Another one, if Mr. Hu had discovered this diary a long time ago, it would have been absolutely impossible not to tell me, let alone not to show me this diary.

But Zhang Wei has been missing for so long, I have never heard of Zhang Wei leaving a diary, and Mr. Hu has never mentioned it.

It doesn't make sense to assume that they actually found this journal and didn't want to tell me for some reason.

Because even if Mr. Hu can hold back and not say it, Sister Meijia must not help it, and she will definitely tell me secretly, even if she doesn't tell, she will definitely let me see the clues.

So I'm pretty sure that Mr. Hu and others didn't find this diary before, and they didn't even know about it.

But if Mr. Hu didn't know this diary, or didn't find it, then this matter would be strange.

Teacher Hu and Sister Meijia, as Zhang Wei's roommates, live here themselves, so it can be said that they are close to the water.

Normally, they should have searched this room a long time ago, cleaned everything they could, and helped put away valuables, and then used it as a utility room temporarily.

That's exactly what happened, and it used to be a utility room and a wardrobe.

Just look at the environment of this room, especially the pile of clothes belonging to Sister Meijia and Lao Bu on the floor-to-ceiling hangers."

Hearing Zhuge Dali say this, Hu Qiang subconsciously turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a pile of clothes on the floor hanger.

There are men's suits and shirts on it, and there are also a lot of women's clothes, and there are some dolls on the side.

He hadn't paid much attention to it before, or had not thought much about it.

Now calm down and think about it, the men's suits above are just that, but those women's clothes are indeed unlikely to be Zhang Wei's previous clothes, unless Zhang Wei's personality changed greatly later and he had a women's dress.

"Makes sense!" Hu Qiang nodded, "There is indeed a problem!"

Zhuge took a deep breath and continued to analyze: "You see, sixty-nine days have passed now, and for such a long time, they haven't found this diary in this drawer in this room, but let you, a person who looks like Zhang Wei, but can't make a clear identity, easily find this diary here, do you think this is reasonable?"

"It's unreasonable, it's definitely not reasonable!" Hu Qiang shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Qiang frowned: "So, I'm also a little creepy, what's the situation?" Ghost Diary?"

Speaking of this, Hu Qiang shuddered, and after touching the goosebumps on his arm with both hands, he shook his head again and said, "No, Lang Lang Qiankun, the Red Celestial Empire, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a refinement, plus the national fortune is in full swing, where is the ghost coming from?"

But if it's not a ghost diary, then ...... Could it be that this is not a diary written by Zhang Wei, it was forged by someone else to scare me or remind me.

I mean, the fake might think I'm Zhang Wei and want to wake me up, no, Zhang Wei's memories of the past?"

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"Impossible." Zhuge shook his head vigorously, "Because I'm sure that the handwriting on this is Zhang Wei's own handwriting, and some of the things recorded in it are only known to me and Zhang Wei, and others absolutely don't know, so this must be written by Zhang Wei himself!"

"Then that's weird." Hu Qiang frowned.

"The diary was written by Zhang Wei himself, but Hu Yifei and the others didn't find it, but I found it......

It's not a ghost diary, is it a weird resurgence?

It can't be that Zhang Wei himself sneaked over while I was asleep, put the diary in it, and then waited for me to find it, right?

How is this possible?"