C22 In Dreams

Often, when doubt begins, everything becomes false.

01.

The cedar tree that Wei Qingyu gave Liang Su was from the wilderness family.

When Jiang Tang got home, she saw Miss Fu's message. She said that the amber cedar tree she saw in Pan Family Garden was bought by a rich and powerful girl.

The rich and powerful girl was Wei Qingyu.

Wei Qingyu found the Chu Family's perfumer to make two bottles of aromatic incense.

Wei Baiyu got a large bottle. He unscrewed the cap and put it in the wardrobe to smoke for three days and three nights. Now, the entire place was filled with the cold fragrance of cedar.

Ah Fu slept until midnight, thinking that the house was invaded by cedar monsters.

So he called Jiang Tang and complained, "Has Wei Baiyu f * cking changed his mind?"

Jiang Tang was very calm. Black, who had experienced old age in advance, had made a pot of foot-washing water for her to get rid of the cold. The chili and green onions were the side ingredients, and the house was filled with the smell of chili and spicy soup.

She pressed her rumbling stomach. "The one he loves is always me, thank you."

Ah Fu spat at her over the phone. After spitting at her, he thought of a rotten thing that had happened many years ago. He closed the wooden lattice window and said, "Miss Mishima prayed to you before. Do you remember?"

Jiang Tang frowned and thought about it carefully.

She had not received many prayer tokens before.

Zhang Luyang's adjutant was the first batch, Wei Baiyu, who knew how to calculate, was the second batch, and the third batch... wasn't the Three Island Miss from the vegetable shop...

"Did I kill Master Yu for her in my dreams?"

Ah Fu seemed to have been blocked by her and remained silent for a long time.

About ten minutes later, she rolled into the soft and comfortable bedding and explained, "Miss Three-Isles' plaque was burned by Black and me."

Not long after Spring Frost fell, the wind outside the window roared like a monster.

Jiang Tang held the glass bottle that was filled with hot water. She felt that the answer might shock her worldview, so she cautiously asked, "Gold Tree, Silver Tree, Cigar Tree, what tree does she want?"

"Backtrack time," Ah Fu said.

Backtrack your... Jiang Tang snapped off the phone line that had just been connected.

"What's the use of going back to the first time we met?" She looked at the black blind man who was carrying a file bag into the room, and her head felt like it was filled with fresh hot paste. "Black blind..."

"I'm here, don't call me Soul." Black Blind patted her head.

On his way home, he stopped by the archive.

The Archives was located in Jian Jia Lane in the west of the city. The guards on duty at night were the police officers who had been transferred to the Surveillance Division.

Since people had memories, things would be much easier.

Blind Hei handed her the top secret folder and got under the covers, "Master Yu's information and autopsy report. Wei Jingyu said that it's useless for you to look at it."

"You met Wei Jingyu in the archives?"

Blind Black poured himself a cup of bone-piercing cold tea.

Wei Jingyu had been staying at the consulate during this period of time. It was said that they were discussing the shipping route and the time limit of the concession. He held the teacup against his chest and said, "He sent a message to the archive."

Satan was Wei Jingyu's assistant.

He was the one who had arranged for the black-clad thug at Fu An Lane on the west street. Wei Baiyu had mentioned it to Jiang Tang on the phone, and he was quite honest. Wei Jingyu listened to everything he said.

Jiang Tang blinked as she thought of something, "How did Wei Jingyu know you were going today?"

Black Eyes looked at her and smiled.

It was very light, just like when a feather landed on the ground. He wrapped his coat, which was soaked in snow, and habitually narrowed his eyes. "When we arrived at the tavern..."

Jiang Tang understood.

"Sasha followed us."

God's intuition was terrifyingly accurate. Blackeye sensed the calm indifference and coldness in her eyes. He held her shoulder and forced himself to drink the cold tea that he had just poured.

He said, "Wei Jingyu is Wei Baiyu's brother."

These words were more useful than anything else.