The sun rises, its red light spreads thousands of miles.

At the turn of autumn and winter, the weather has begun to get colder.

Especially in the north, collective heating is about to start.

Zhang Tong rents an old-fashioned residential building, so there is no need to burn wood for heating in winter.

Wearing a few pieces of unlined clothing, Zhang Tong came home from a run outside, feeling very hot all over.

Although the physical quality of the Sequence 9 soldiers is not immune to the cold and heat, the coldness of this degree during a little exercise has no impact on Zhang Tong.

After returning home, Zhang Tong did not continue to take medicated meals.

After serving as a soldier, Zhang Tong's body has undergone radical changes. There is no need for Zhang Tong to continue to polish his body with medicinal food.

But even so, Zhang Tong still practiced Hong Quan habitually for an hour.

After practicing boxing for an hour, Zhang Tong just felt a little tired.

Leaning on the shabby sofa, Zhang Tong took out his mobile phone and started calling Zhao Wende.

The incident at Tianbao Shopping Center has been going on for so long, and now is the time to confirm whether there was any accident on Zhao Wende's side.

"The most important thing is that I still need to ask Zhao Wende for help."

As the phone beeped, Zhang Tong whispered to himself. He discovered that even if he became an extraordinary person, he would still be unable to do without the power and support of this society.

"Hey...Brother Tong?!"

The phone was quickly connected, and Zhao Wende's surprised voice sounded from the phone.

Hearing this, Zhang Tong had a smile on his lips:

"What, you just woke up?"

Zhao Wende sounded a little embarrassed:

"Yes, I just woke up. Brother Tong, what do you want to see me for?"

Zhang Tong nodded slightly. No matter what Zhao Wende had in mind, he was very satisfied with this initiative and consideration.

Therefore, Zhang Tong did not treat Zhao Wende politely and went straight to the point:

"There is something wrong, but I want to know more about me. Does the police know about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Tong clearly heard the sound of Zhao Wende swallowing his saliva. There seemed to be an emotion of fear in his voice:

"Brother Tong, you might not believe it..."

"Then don't say it."

Zhang Tong replied coldly, which scared Zhao Wende and quickly changed his words:

"Brother Tong, don't worry, just listen to my explanation."

"My uncle and I definitely didn't leak anything to the police, but there is one thing I must tell you."

"The police have a laptop in hand. It seems that people who see the contents of that laptop will lose the corresponding memory."

"I was careful and didn't look, so I still remember everything that happened that day."

"My uncle escaped because he was not at the scene and pretended not to know about it."

"But my aunt and cousin... neither of them remember anything about that night."

Zhang Tong in the rental house almost shrank his pupils when he heard this.

The police actually have the means to erase memories?

And it seems to be a means of erasing memories on a large scale?

As long as you see something on the computer screen, you will lose your memory strangely?

Somehow, Zhang Tong subconsciously looked at his hammer.

Like the things on the computer screen, my hammer also has strange abilities, as if they are the same thing.

The most important thing is that they become abnormal time, which is probably what happens in front of the feet and behind the feet.

"The Extraordinary Game advanced five blocks last time. What impact will it have in the end?"

With a flash of understanding in his eyes, Zhang Tong forced himself to remain calm and said lightly:

"Okay, I understand this."

"I contacted you today for another matter."

"In addition to the toy factory, your family should have other factories, right?"

Zhang Tong's mediocre performance made Zhao Wende stunned. He naturally thought that Zhang Tong must know something that ordinary people don't know.

In addition, Zhang Tong changed the topic, Zhao Wende immediately did not think too much, but said frankly:

"Brother Tong, my family has about three factories in Mingyang City. You know a children's toy factory, another one is a parts factory engaged in machining, and another one is a small factory specializing in the production of medical equipment such as masks.

factory."

"Face mask?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tong suddenly recalled something, and then casually mentioned something:

"Mask factories should continue to operate as much as possible."

"Apart from these three factories? Are there others?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"My family established a joint venture company in Neon Country and the local area to provide auto parts for Liangtian."

Zhao Wende opened his mouth quickly, and there was no pride in his tone. It was as natural as Zhang Tong telling others when he was a child how many acres of land he had at home.

Destiny...

Zhang Tong sighed in his heart, and then stated his purpose:

"Currently, your aunt and uncle owe me a total of two million. Do you know this?"

"One million of them can be given away, but I hope it can be replaced with other things."

"For example, I need a piece of clothing now. The appearance is not important. What is important is that it has an insulating effect without affecting my freedom of movement."

"How about it? Can you do it?"

Insulating clothes? Doesn’t it affect movement?

Brother Tong...are you finally ready to face your destiny?

Zhao Wende didn't know what he had figured out. After a short silence, he said in a serious tone:

"Brother Tong, don't worry, one week!"

"I can get it for you in a week at most!"

Listening to Zhao Wende's serious tone, Zhang Tong felt something slightly wrong, as if... Zhao Wende was a little excited?

Just when Zhang Tong felt something was wrong, Zhao Wende suddenly said with some embarrassment:

"By the way, Brother Tong."

"Can I trouble you with one thing..."

"explain."

Zhang Tong did not agree or refuse, but chose to let Zhao Wende explain what was going on first.

"That ghost...I guess I've guessed his identity."

Zhao Wende lowered his voice and said.

"Um?"

Zhang Tong's heart moved. The extraordinary person who became a ghost has always been a thorn in Zhang Tong's heart.

He really wanted to know whether that ghost became a supernatural being because of an accident or because he had a circle of supernatural beings.

The most important thing is, what is going on with that weird love letter!

"He should be my sister's classmate at the same school. He has pursued my sister before, but...how can my sister like him?"

"I don't know what the details are, but my sister forced him to read the love poem he wrote in school."

"Since then, he has not been seen at school."

"Nine times out of ten, it's him. I've already checked through channels. The photos... look similar."

At this time, Zhao Wende's voice continued to sound:

"Brother Tong, I'm always a little worried."

"After all, ghosts are so evil. Can you help determine whether he is really dead this time?"

"Instead of faking death?"

suspended animation?

This may have made Zhang Tong's expression serious, and he nodded:

"I understand, send me the information text message, and I will find a way to investigate tonight."

"That's assuming the police are not aware of this yet."
Chapter completed!