It seems that this slingshot belongs to the reckless baby! Chen Weibin picked up the photo on the coffee table with his left hand, pinched the handle of the slingshot with the fingers of his right hand, and turned it around a few times. How could a slingshot be stuffed into the dirt of the cellar walls? It is estimated that Mangwa was very naughty at that time, and his mother wanted to confiscate his slingshot, so Mangwa took the slingshot into the cellar and stuffed it into the dirt on the wall, so that his mother could not find it. Later, it may have happened that Mangwa didn't have time to take it out, and the slingshot was left in the dirt of the wall.

"Dad, what are you looking at?" At this time, Chen Wanyi said as she ran over, snatched the photo in Chen Weibin's left hand and looked at it, and then asked, "Who are these people in the photo?" ”

"This is a commemorative photo of someone else's child from a few decades ago, and I don't know them." Chen Weibin touched his daughter's head lovingly and said slowly.

"This child is one year old!" Chen Wanyi pointed to the mangwa in the photo and said.

"yes. I wonder what he looks like now? Chen Weibin raised his head and said.

"Dad, you wait......" Chen Wanyi said as she put the photo on the coffee table and ran to the study.

After a while, Chen Wanyi returned to the coffee table with a mobile phone in her hand, and then opened a software in her mobile phone and took a headshot of the mangwa in the photo.

"What are you doing?" Chen Weibin asked puzzled.

"Dad, let me see what a miracle happens." Chen Wanyi said with a smile.

"Miracles? What a miracle? It's naughty! Chen Weibin said with a smile.

Chen Wanyi tinkered with the phone for two or three minutes, then held the phone in her left hand, and pointed to a headshot on the phone screen with her right hand, which was displayed in front of Chen Weibin's eyes, and said, "Look. ”

"What are you looking at?" Chen Weibin looked at the screen and asked.

"This is what the kid looks like when he's ten years old." Chen Wanyi said.

Chen Weibin smiled and said, "What are you doing?" ”

Then, Chen Wanyi slid her right index finger across the screen and continued: "This is what a twenty-year-old looks like. ”

Chen Weibin didn't care, knowing that his daughter was playing, he reclined on the sofa and looked at the screen lightly.

Chen Wanyi swiped continuously on the screen and said, "This is what a thirty-year-old looks like, this is a forty-year-old look, this is a fifty-year-old look, this is a sixty-year-old ......"

At this time, Chen Weibin's eyes suddenly lit up, he straightened up and sat up, and hurriedly said, "Turn back, look at the fifty-year-old!" ”

Chen Wanyi slid back on the screen, showing the appearance of a fifty-year-old mangwa.

Gao Minghao! Chen Weibin was suddenly shocked, and immediately took the mobile phone from Chen Wanyi's hand, looked at it carefully, and had to say that the headshot on the screen looked too much like Gao Minghao! Although it can't be said to be exactly alike, it is already seven or eight points alike, and, from the perspective of time, if Mangwa grows up normally, she is about the same age as Gao Minghao now.

"What kind of software is this?" Chen Weibin hurriedly asked.

"Dad, you're old-fashioned! This is a kind of portrait virtual software that has just come out recently, which can be based on the current portrait, and many students in our class are playing it! ”

Chen Weibin put his phone on the coffee table, then stood up, walked into the study, found a photo album in the bookcase, took out a photo of himself when he was six years old, and then returned to the sofa.

"Daughter, try this picture of mine as well." Chen Weibin handed the photo to Chen Wanyi.

"Okay!" Chen Wanyi took the photo and said happily.

"The noodles are cooked, come and eat." Fang Jiao put a bowl of egg noodles on the table in the dining room and shouted at Chen Weibin.

"Right away." Chen Weibin responded to Fang Jiao, and then urged his daughter, "Hurry up!" Hurry up! ”

"Don't worry, I'm doing it!"

After a while, Chen Wanyi also did what she did just now, virtualizing Chen Weibin's appearance from ten to sixty years old, and then handed the mobile phone to Chen Weibin.

Chen Weibin looked at the virtual portraits of his various ages side by side, especially before the age of forty, which was really similar to his appearance.

"Eating noodles, what are you two doing?" Fang Jiao urged while cleaning up things in the kitchen.

"Daughter, go and bring Daddy's noodles here." Chen Weibin said while staring at his phone.

Chen Wanyi jumped to the dining room and brought noodles over.

While eating noodles, Chen Weibin turned out the previous virtual portrait of Mangwa's fifty-year-old baby, and looked at it carefully, it really looked too much like Gao Minghao!

Chen Weibin took a deep breath, as if something was blocked in his chest, and an ominous premonition suddenly enveloped his heart. If Gao Minghao is really a reckless baby, then Zhou Yuanliang is Gao Minghao's father! So, does Gao Minghao know that Zhou Yuanliang is his father? If he knew, after so many years, why didn't he recognize Zhou Yuanliang? Mangwa was only six years old when he disappeared, how did he disappear and where did he grow up? Also, I have been wondering why Gao Minghao knows everything about the situation in Myandu Village, especially the ventilation steel pipes in the bamboo forest behind the Zhou family's ancestral house, and now it seems that everything is easy to explain.

"No, I have to go find him!" Chen Weibin was no longer in the mood to eat any more, put the photo and slingshot in his handbag, and muttered to himself.

"What's the matter, it's past nine o'clock, and you still have to go out?" Fang Jiao, who was walking into the living room, heard Chen Weibin's self-talk and hurriedly asked.

"Yes, it's a bit of a rush. Sleep first. Chen Weibin said as he hurried out the door.

Chen Weibin stood on the side of the road and didn't know where to find Gao Minghao, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Gao Minghao's phone.

"Gao Ju, I'm sorry, I'm still bothering you at this time, have you rested?" Chen Weibin said.

"Wei Bin, not yet! Can I help you? Gao Minghao asked kindly.

"High Bureau...... I'd like to meet you, can you? ”

"Oh, can't you say it on the phone?"

"I ...... I still want to meet you and say. Chen Weibin insisted.

"If it's a matter of closing the case, don't say anything more, just do as I say." Gao Minghao's tone instantly became a little tough.

"No...... It's something else. Chen Weibin hurriedly explained.

Gao Minghao obviously felt that since Chen Weibin was not for the sake of closing the report, then he must have other very important things to say to himself, so he agreed: "Okay! Half an hour later, meet at the Best Friends Tea House on Binjiang Road in Zhongcheng District. ”

"Yes." After Chen Weibin finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone and hurriedly took a taxi to the Best Friend Teahouse.