When they reached an intersection near home, there were no street lights and it was completely dark. Wang Hao walked straight ahead without noticing a figure standing in the darkness. At this moment, he had merged with the dark night and the reflection of the house. He approached Wang Hao quietly with a stun gun in his hand, and instantly transformed into the King of Thunder and Lightning, and stabbed the other's waist with a click. Wang Hao suddenly felt a shock-like feeling coming from his waist. The whole person shook violently, and then he fell to the ground and lost all consciousness. After that, he was covered with a sack and disappeared on the street. When he woke up, Wang Hao found himself in a dark garage, with a yellow light shining directly into his eyes. The dizzy Wang Hao had no idea what was going on. He blocked the light and looked across. He saw a man wearing a clown mask sitting opposite him, and he was trapped on the chair. This scene reminded Wang Hao of the scene in Saw. "What are you doing? Why are you tying me up?" "Where the hell is this? Who are you?" The terrifying scene and the strange mask, plus the first words the other party said, frightened Wang Hao to death. "Wang Hao, you have violated the time and space management regulations by traveling without a license!" "Because you traveled without a license, you violated the time and space management regulations, so the Time and Space Management Bureau has issued a wanted order for you. I'm telling you, Wang Hao, you're finished." The strange clown mask seemed to be crying and laughing, but what was even more terrifying was that it was actually changing, which was unscientific. This is a ghost. Wang Hao was so scared that he could not hear what the other party said and he began to stammer: "What? What... what time travel?" Fang Xiu frowned. He was too lazy to waste time talking to him or compete with him in wits and courage. He took out a gun. Although there was no bullet in the gun, Fang Xiu just wanted to scare him: "According to the regulations, I have to execute you. If you tell the truth, you may have a chance of survival!" "You have three seconds to defend your crime!" "Three!" "Two!" Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Wang Hao was so scared that his legs trembled. He closed his eyes and shouted: "I know, I know, big brother, whatever you say, I will answer honestly. You can know anything you want to know!" "Name!" "Wang Hao!" "Age?" "Eighteen!" Fang Xiu stopped and looked at Wang Hao impatiently: "Eighteen?" "Ah?" Wang Hao thought at this moment that he had met a madman who had read too many time travel novels, but the other party had a gun, and the look in his eyes was abnormal. At this moment, he could only cooperate with the other party. "Not eighteen, twenty-eight, twenty-eight!" Fang Xiu nodded, which meant that he came from ten years later, from 2028. After Fang Xiu asked a few irrelevant questions, he asked the question he wanted to know. "Tell me the truth, what are your plans after crossing over? For example, making money or something?" Fang Xiu seemed to inadvertently ask the question he wanted to know. "Huh?" Wang Hao didn't seem to react. Fang Xiu slapped the table: "What? Tell me the truth!" Wang Hao felt a chill on his back, straightened his body, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Ah! I have ideas, but I haven't planned it yet." Fang Xiu's face changed: "What? It's been a few days since I crossed over, and you haven't planned it yet? There should be some idea, right?" Wang Hao looked at Fang Xiu's fierce eyes and shuddered: "I really haven't planned it yet. I just crossed over, just came back, and I'm still considering everything." "Can you remember the lottery number?" Fang Xiu coaxed. "I never buy lottery tickets or gamble!" Wang Hao said confidently. "You are such a good kid. Do you remember any major business opportunities? Or stocks and futures?" Fang Xiu took a deep breath. "I never touch these." Wang Hao shrugged. Fang Xiu slapped the table: "You should remember something, right? Who is the champion of this year's World Cup? You should know this, right?" Wang Hao still said: "I never watch football." "What can you do? Why did you travel back? Come back to live a shameful life again." Fang Xiu didn't know why he felt angry when talking to this guy. Looking at his face, he felt a sense of hopelessness. "I... I... I can burn glass!" Under Fang Xiu's coercion, this guy kept thinking about what he could do. He seemed to be really scared. "..." Fang Xiu opened his mouth wide, his eyes drooped, and the expression on the clown mask on his face turned into a funny one at this moment, just looking at him weirdly. Wang Hao seemed to think that he was right. That's right, the other party was a madman who had read too many time-travel novels. Only in this way could he cooperate with him and make him happy, so that he would not hurt himself or even let himself go. Wang Hao said excitedly: "By the way, I also know how to make earthen gunpowder, I know 300 Tang poems, I have memorized a lot of Song poems, and I also know..." "Snap!" Fang Xiu slapped him with a belt. "Oh oh oh! Don't hit me!" "It hurts, it hurts!" The belt hit the thigh: "Burning glass, right!" "Ah! Gently, gently!" "Snap!" Fang Xiu slapped him a few more times in anger, but still felt unsatisfied. This guy was filled with the feeling of wanting to be beaten. "You're still making gunpowder, aren't you?" "Pah!" "Ah!" "You're still writing 300 Tang poems, aren't you?" "Pah!" "You've planned this all along. If you travel back to ancient times, that's a crime!" "No!" Fang Xiu felt like this guy was playing a trick on him. He whipped him with his belt and watched him calm down. He sat on the chair crying like a young wife, with fear and despair on his face. Fang Xiu finally let out a sigh of relief, but when he calmed down, he felt something was wrong. This garage was located in the downstairs of an old building next to a pond in the East Gate District. There was no one around. It was where Fang Xiu had hidden his guns and belongings before. Fang Xiu walked outside, smoked a cigarette, and recalled the situation just now and the other party's answer. Why did he feel that this guy didn't look like a time traveler? His speech and demeanor didn't look like the decadent otaku in his thirties in the previous picture. "No way? Did he catch the wrong person?" Fang Xiu touched his head. Was he wrongly convicted? At this moment, Fang Xiu suddenly felt like he was the stupid county magistrate in a costume TV drama, who started by giving twenty lashes of the cane and then convicted someone of a crime. Fang Xiu took out the space-time controller management log and looked at Wang Hao on the wanted list. The name, appearance, and place of travel all matched, how could it not be him? Fang Xiu's brain kept turning, and suddenly he remembered another possibility. "No way, could it be like this?"