Chapter 378 This Is Me

Zhao Ran's emotions gradually calmed down, his rapid breathing slowed down, and his eyes looking at Zheng Xun returned to a clear and silly state.

"Red Warrior, what's wrong with you?"

When he asked this question, even Cheng Jie, who was standing behind him, breathed a sigh of relief.

He had never hoped so much for the return of the Emperor of the Universe.

Zhao Ran was fine, and Zheng Xun and the others wanted to take him out of this room as soon as possible.

"I looked at other places, Zheng Xun, nothing special."

Cheng Jie said to Zheng Xun, then opened his arms that were crossed in front of him, and held a thin hard card between his fingers and handed it to Zheng Xun.

"I found this, under the wool carpet."

This is a business card.

Zheng Xun took the business card from Cheng Jie.

Qin Yi.

Jiayi Group.

There is also a phone number.

How could Qin Yi's business card appear here?

Zheng Xun held the old business card and felt strange.

"Why, is it someone you know?"

Cheng Jie asked.

Zheng Xun shook his head.

"I don't know him, but I've seen him. He showed up at Mingque's guild building that day, and Brother Xiao even sent him out."

"Oh, that's easy, go back and ask Brother Xiao what's going on."

Zheng Xun's finger pressed on the phone number, thought for a moment, took out his phone, and dialed.

He thought it was the same as the business card of Yunqi Group before, all of which were empty numbers, but he didn't expect that he actually dialed this number.

"Hello."

The strange voice sounded through the external speaker in the dead silent space, startling all three of them.

"Red Warrior, who is talking?"

Zhao Ran, who had calmed down, was squatting on the ground playing with the rope when he heard a male voice coming from above his head.

Cheng Jie reacted quickly and helped him press the hang-up button.

"⋯⋯I still have something to ask him."

"What do you want to ask? Don't you think it's strange that this business card appears here? It's very likely that they came here to search before, and then deliberately threw a business card to lure you in!"

Because Cheng Jie knew about the large-scale and purposeful smear campaign against Zheng Xun, he and Xiao Jun both believed that this was not just an ordinary fan-black war, but someone was using this trick to destroy everything about Zheng Xun.

Zheng Xun heard what he said, and it made sense.

"Then I'll go back to Mingque and fight again. Sometimes Captain Cheng will lead the team to protect me."

"⋯⋯"

Zheng Xun put the business card in his pocket first.

Jiayi Group Headquarters.

In the office, Qin Yi was listening to someone's report, and the sound of a vibrating mobile phone suddenly came.

And it didn't come from the mobile phone Qin Yi put on the table, but from the drawer.

The manager who was reporting stopped immediately, Qin Yi opened the drawer, and took out a black mobile phone.

This mobile phone was made many years ago, and it was a miracle that it could still make calls now.

Qin Yi pressed the answer button, and he knew who was on the other side.

"Hello."

It was very quiet on the other side, and no one spoke.

Then, the sound of the phone being hung up came.

Qin Yi took the phone from his ear. Because there was no operation, the screen of the phone went dark soon.

"Mr. Qin?"

The manager spoke carefully, watching Qin Yi put the old phone back to its original place.

"It's okay, continue."

Qin Yi's mind was withdrawn, and the report sounded again.

...

Happy Community.

Cheng Jie and his friends left 501. Before leaving, Zheng Xun glanced at 502 opposite.

The door of 502 was closed.

Who used to live here...

Zheng Xun was a little curious.

He tried to pull the door of 502, but it didn't open.

Zhao Ran followed him and stood at the door of his own house.

But he couldn't recognize it.

"Red Warrior, what are you doing?"

"It's okay, I'm trying to see if I can pry open the door of this family."

"Pry the lock? Let me try, let me try."

Zhao Ran took out a bank card from his clothes pocket and swiped it hard through the gap in the door.

Click.

The card is bent.

"..."

"..."

Cheng Jie and Zheng Xun, who were expecting, were speechless.

Zhao Ran took back the bank card that was bent irregularly. It was his salary card, but he didn't care at all.

"Well, it seems that everything in the TV series is fake."

"Can you see something useful?"

Zheng Xun immediately pulled Zhao Ran away, and Cheng Jie led the way.

The three finally arrived at the sixth floor.

Unlike Zhao Ran, Cheng Jie at least knew that 601 was his home.

But he only knew that, and he didn't have much impression of this place.

Cheng Jie opened the door with a key, the only one who entered in a formal way.

The heavy anti-theft door creaked open, Cheng Jie stood at the door, Zheng Xun and Zhao Ran, one on the left and one on the right, each poked their heads out from his shoulders.

"Was this your home before? It looks well preserved."

Unlike what Zheng Xun and the others imagined, the layout of Cheng Jie's home was complete and warm. Compared with the order in the chaos of 501 and the disorder in the order of 502, the space in front of us is clean and tidy, and everything is in order.

"How old were you when you lived here?"

Zheng Xun picked up a cartoon dog-shaped ceramic ornament on the TV cabinet and looked at it in his palm.

"I forgot, I should be about ten years old, not very old."

Cheng Jie replied casually.

As the owner of this house, he didn't know much more than Zheng Xun and the others.

Zheng Xun and Zhao Ran were wandering around in the room, and Cheng Jie was also new to everything.

Why do I have such a weak impression of this place?

It seems that the brick that fell from the sky took away a lot...

There are many porcelain items in Cheng Jie's home, which must have been collected by his elders back then.

The house has been idle for so long and nothing has been stolen. I don’t know if I should be grateful for the powerful deterrence of the White Tower.

Today, Cheng Jie knows nothing about the value of these things. If the big ones are inconvenient to carry, he will not take them away. He will only take the small ones to remember them.

Zheng Xun and Zhao Ran were very interested in these strange-looking porcelains. They got together and chatted and had a lively discussion.

Cheng Jie walked into the bedroom alone.

The furniture in the bedroom includes a single bed, two large wardrobes, and a desk.

The desk is a style where the table and bookcase are connected up and down. There are not many things placed on the bookcase.

Cheng Jie walked over.

There were three popular science books lying horizontally on it, which were about military matters, and there was also a black mechanical watch that was broken.

The desk comes with two drawers. Pulling the first one open, there was a few clatters.

It is full of small car and robot models, which must have been glued on by themselves.

Cheng Jie remembered that he had no hobby of building these gadgets, so maybe someone had left them here.

He closed the first drawer and opened the second.

There is only one item in the second drawer, a picture frame.

Cheng Jie brushed off the dust and saw clearly the person in the photo.

It's three kids.

Cheng Jie could recognize that the person standing in the middle was himself. The one on the left was taller than him and probably a few years older. The one on the right was a short man wearing black clothes with a mushroom head and a silly smile.

The child on the right is the youngest.

Cheng Jie had no impression of these two children.

He took a closer look at the one on the left. Because he was the oldest, his facial features were almost fully grown.

Cheng Jie narrowed his eyes.

"Zhao Ran, Zhao Ran?"

He shouted at the door, but no one answered him.

"Okay, Unicron!"

"What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Ran came back faster than anyone else.

"...Come here for a moment."

Zhao Ran rushed over excitedly.

"What is it?"

"Look at who this person in the photo looks like."

Zhao Ran followed what he said and watched attentively.

"Like who?"

"...You ask me or I ask you, see if this is you."

"Kind of, but not quite."

"Don't tell me you don't even know what you looked like when you were a child..."

"How normal this is! If I never look in the mirror my whole life, I wouldn't even know what I look like now."

"..."

It makes sense, but it's inexplicably annoying.

Cheng Jie planned to find Zheng Xun and help him identify whether the oldest one above was Zhao Ran.

If it is true, then Cheng Jie not only has a good friend Zheng Xun who is mentally unstable, but also has a child who has been diagnosed with hair loss.

very nice.

Zheng Xun ran over with a thump, wearing a black woolen hat that he got from somewhere.

"What what?"

He looked closer at the frame curiously.

"Look at the tall man in this photo. Does he look like Zhao Ran?"

Zheng Xun ignored Zhao Ran. He stared at the silly kid in black clothes and said to Cheng Jie——

"This is me."