Chapter 25 Chapter 24 Amazing Details

I fell asleep quickly, maybe because I was so tired from going up the mountain, maybe because I wasted too much energy thinking about these bad things. The alarm on my watch woke me up at five o'clock.I tried to get myself up, but it was still pitch black outside. I did a few push-ups to wake myself up, then stretched out and walked out.There was no movement in the courtyard, and the whole temple was as quiet as a dead zone.I put on a cigarette, put on my gloves, and walked into the darkness of the temple. In the first place I went, I hid four lighters, all of which were exactly the same, placed in order in the cracks of a stone wall, with some very, very subtle marks only in places I knew .I took off the lighters one by one, only to find that the order had changed, and the other party didn't notice my little trick.

Sure enough, someone is watching me, so there must be someone following me now, but unfortunately, I can't feel anything, the other party is a master.I lit a cigarette with one of the lighters, and then put them all in a small pouch in my pocket.The second place is the place where the slingshot is placed. It is on the beam above a pile of sundries, and it is pitch black at first glance.I threw it back then, and now I can't reach it even if I jump up, and I have to climb or use something to get the slingshot. The debris around here can be used as a stepping stone, and I can see at a glance that they are not in the order I wrote down when I came here.I squatted down and found that there was a handprint on the edge of one of the jugs. When I turned the jug over, I found that it had been turned over and stepped on, and there was a very vague shoe print on the bottom.But the man obviously didn't want to leave marks, and wiped all the marks with his hands.

I looked at the other sundries, and I couldn't help being a little surprised that there were no traces of being trampled on.This jug is not very tall. I am 1.81 meters tall. After stepping on it, even if I jump up, I can’t reach the slingshot. Only the jug is used here. There are a lot of debris here and it’s cramped. Strong people stepped on the jug and jumped up, otherwise there would definitely be more traces left here.The person who got the slingshot must be taller than me, but among the Hong Kong people, I didn't see anyone taller than me.In the entire Lama Temple, the only people who are taller than me are those Germans.

They also have a share?Could it be that in the entire Lama Temple, I am the only one who is innocent, and everyone else has problems?At this point, for the first time, I felt some fear in my heart. If so, then this is a big show, and I am the only audience.Hope things don't get to this point. I built up two jugs and stepped on them to get the slingshot out, checked it carefully, it wasn't broken, and inserted it straight into the back belt.There are a few other places I don't want to go anymore, I need to keep some mystery.I went back to the room, closed the door, burned the instant noodles with a lighter, kneaded them into a very fine powder, evened them in water, dipped them in with a toothbrush, and then flicked the bristles of the toothbrush to splash the black water into mist bombs On the lighter.

Soon the fingerprints showed up, I taped the fingerprints on it, and collected them.In the same way, I collected the fingerprints on all the lighters.That night, some of my buddies came to see me, and I explained something to them, and I went down the mountain to find a place with a phone, dialed up the Internet, and sent the fingerprint scan to my friend.I need to see if the owner of these fingerprints has a criminal record.Because, if it is someone in our line of work, it is likely to have a criminal record. In the evening, I still stayed in the guest house last time.My friend, surnamed Mao, met only in recent years, mainly because I hoped that he would provide some convenience when he was in a relationship with Leizi.Soon he replied to me. In the email, he told me that I provided seven fingerprints, three of which are the same, and four are different. They may be four different people, or they may be four different fingers of one person. .He checked in the database, and only one of the fingerprints was found to be recorded.He attached the file of the fingerprinter to the email.I pulled down the vertical bar, and a formal electronic file appeared in front of me, and I saw a somewhat gloomy face.

Startled, I realized suddenly that I had seen this face before.Damn it, this is the face of that woman, the woman who blew my cigarette yesterday. "Girl, it's you." I said to myself, and then I saw her name. I found out that her surname was Zhang, but there was no record of her name. It turned out to be my brother's family.I pulled down the file and continued to read. This man was the same age as me. He had been in prison for three years in 1998, charged with intentionally wounding and maiming.Her occupation at the time was far from this charge. She was a trainer in a training institution at the time.

It seems that when I hid things in the temple, she was the one who followed me.I just don’t know if it’s her who is following me now.After she got out of prison in 2001, the records were blank, but I'm not helpless.I saw the phone number of the training institution she worked for in the file, and I searched out the website of the training institution.It was an outdoor sports training institution in Hong Kong. When I opened the trainer's page, I saw many familiar faces. Many people I saw in the Lama Temple, I saw them all.Almost all the trainers of that organization are in the lamasery, and I also saw the picture of that girl on the list.It seems that after she was released from prison, she still went to work in the old unit, but the old unit still wanted her.What kind of training institution is that, are the specialized trainers disgusting me? "Disgusting Wu Xie Training Course" is dedicated to teaching people how to disgust Wu Xie?

At this time, I suddenly discovered an amazing detail.I saw that on this page, almost 80% of the trainers were surnamed Zhang. At a glance, there were many Zhang surnames.With a move in my heart, a bad thought came to me.I began to recall these people, and I found that I couldn't see the hands of these people. This group of Hong Kong people all wore gloves on their hands and never took them off. In that small hostel, the speed of the dial-up Internet connection was very slow. I slowly opened the webpage, and the long-lost anxiety resurfaced.I don't know since when, I have become very calm, so calm that I am afraid, because I don't care about myself, no matter how dangerous the environment is.

I have experienced the most tragic years, and I couldn't even pay the utility bills. Compared with now, it is much better now, so at worst, I can go back to that state, and I can bear any failure.And I will not do things that will endanger my life, so I have been living quite calmly.Only when I see news like this, news that seems to involve the original secret, makes me anxious.I looked at the names of these people, and the more I looked, the more flustered I became. Most people in Hong Kong have English names, so most of the names on this page are English names, but the traditional Chinese names are attached at the bottom.

Almost all the names are neat three characters, Zhang XX, and one of them is named Zhang Longsheng.The person next to him who was about the same age as him was named Zhang Longban.It looks like they are from the same generation. "Your mother's, Zhang's lair, my little brother's family came to look for him?" I touched my face.The little brother's family is very big, does Hong Kong still have their influence?But it seems that they are doing so well in Hong Kong, and they just set up a family business for training. Then what did they design me to do?Could it be that they couldn't find the little brother and blamed the matter on me?Then there is no need to design me, just beat me up?If you want to ask about my brother's whereabouts, I will definitely tell the truth. If you don't believe me, you can escort me to go with you.I was very confused. If they were my brother's family members or friends, it would be hard to say whether they were friends or foes, and I couldn't use many of my ruthless moves.They all wear gloves. If their fingers are like that, does it mean that this group of people is all very skilled?If they are all like my little brother, then I will stop playing tricks and tricks, just kneel down and surrender and let them fuck me.

No matter how you fight, you can't beat it.I thought about it, and felt that this discovery was too important, and I had to tell Fatty, so I called overnight, but there was no answer from Banai.I saw that it was indeed too late, so I thought I would talk about it tomorrow.Generally speaking, my plan went quite smoothly, and I can't help being a little proud at this time.Others think that I don't know anything, but in just one day, I actually learned a lot of useful things. In addition, the second reason why I am in a good mood is that I feel from the bottom of my heart that my brother's clan will not hurt me.I went to the public toilet of the hostel and got a tuba, squatted down and smoked a cigarette, thinking about what to do next.I don't know what they want, and I can't speculate now, they just seem to want to spy on me.Why?Under what circumstances do they need to spy on a person?I suddenly thought of those surveillance videos of Huo Ling.Monitor monitor monitor, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind.Don't they think I'm not Wu Xie? I know that there is another person who is exactly like me wandering around in this world, who is doing some mysterious things with no clear purpose.Is the Zhang family trying to judge whether I am real or that impostor is real?I suddenly felt that it made sense, and immediately wanted to clarify myself, but then I thought about it, how could this thief admit to being a thief?Moreover, if it were so easy to identify, these Hong Kong sheets would not use such a complicated method.What would happen to me if they thought I was fake?Will it be mercilessly wiped out?I suddenly felt a lot of pressure to be myself, thinking that I must behave more like Wu Xie. However, if it is what I guess, then at least I can be sure that they are not with the fake one.Ideally, they should like the real one, so if I let them know I'm real, maybe they'll start talking to me.But how to prove it? I suddenly discovered that in philosophy, it is difficult for people to prove themselves.I let out a long sigh, and felt that I wasn't in the mood to get bigger, and the biogas toilet in this single room was really stinky.After squeezing out a few strips, I wanted to hastily lift up my pants and leave. When I looked up, I suddenly saw that someone had graffitied something disgusting on the door of the toilet.That thing is yellow, is it a big dung?Who the hell is in such a good mood, when he was a big boy, he used poop to scribble on the door, it was so disgusting. I was a little nauseous, and stood up carefully, afraid that I would touch it.After going back and forth like this, I suddenly discovered that the thing painted on the door with poop was something I was very familiar with. This is a horoscope chart of Tamutuo, which I saw in my notebook.On the side of this picture, write a number - 104. 104 is the room number here, I was taken aback, thinking what is going on here?