Turning his head to the side, a face like Gu Jing Wubo has facial features that look exactly like me. In other words, my facial features are exactly like him.
Ning history.
That Ning has a history of youth, who has been underground for decades in Longshan.
A deep sense of powerlessness envelops me. Why is it my damn thing that I have become a black house, so why can I find me
I said, "How did you find me? If it's a coincidence, I can assume that I didn't see you, or you can assume that I didn't see me."
There was a slightly unpredictable smile on his face, "I'm here to find you."
"If you are looking for someone named Ningchuan, you should go to Chongqing."
"Oh? You are not Ning Chuan? Then who are you."
"You can call me Ning's second child."
"Okay," he reduced the smile on his face, "I just came to see you. How's your year going?"
I really don’t have a good impression of him, and I don’t want to have in-depth exchanges. "Just talk about it, don’t go around in circles. If you provoke me, I’ll call the police and arrest you."
Ning has stayed away from the world for decades, and now he has no official status. In modern society, he will certainly not be as successful as before.
He took out an ID card from his body and dangled it in front of my eyes—
Name: Ning Hanqing
Gender: Male Nationality: Han
Born: September 12, 1990
Address: Beijing...
"Is the fake certificate ready so soon?"
"From Jiagedaqi to Beijing, I bought the ticket with this ID card. Now you are a black house. I am a citizen of Beijing. If you want to report, then I will report you."
Reporting or not reporting is the second thing. He came all the way to find me, certainly not to report me as a dark household. The thing worthy of my attention is: Ning Hanqing is not as out of touch with modern society as I imagined. As an old guy who has escaped from the world for decades, he should have been unable to do anything in modern society, but at this time he took out an ID card that was obviously only recently issued.
This shows that Ning Hanqing is not alone. After he came out, someone he arranged decades ago would come to meet him and find my place. It must have been the result of those who followed him.
"What's the matter with me?"
He did not answer my question. Gu left and right said to him: "Beijing has changed a lot in recent years. I don't know how the other parts of the country are developing?"
"I don't know that you are a person who cares about the country."
He heard the irony in my words, "You have always regarded me as a lunatic? I don't know that I set up a secret investigation bureau back then, but to make the Chinese feel proud in the international science and technology community, and to enhance the international status of the yellow race."
"Time has changed and the world has changed. Is your original intention still there?"
"The original intention? Hahaha, what is the original intention, as long as I am not old, no matter when I am not old, my original intention is." Then he sighed again, "The original intention is precious. The things behind the Longevity Plan have swallowed countless energy of the Ning family and feudal dynasties of the past dynasties, but it has always been just like a quagmire."
"It's alright, I don't understand you, and I don't want to understand you, I can leave if there is nothing to do.
He stared at me and didn't say anything to stop him, but I saw what he meant, and he believed that I would not leave.
Facts have proved that this old guy in his 20s and 30s is indeed an insightful hand. I did not go. There can be many reasons to go. There can be many reasons not to go. There can be many reasons for not to go. What is going on? Such a choice may come from a difference in thought.
Maybe it was a difference in thought, maybe it was a subconscious desire, I stayed, which symbolized that as a stand-in for Ning Chuan, I never had a chance to get out again. (End of this chapter)