Shen Yun's pain over Qu Zhaodi's death gradually sank into her heart, but at this moment she was stirred up again by Chen Tongzhong, she couldn't care about tears, she only grabbed Chen Tongzhong's sleeve and asked, "Under what circumstances did he give this thing to you?" How did he get there? What did he say to you then? What else do you want to convey to me? ”

Chen Tongzhong looked at Shen Yun sympathetically with a pair of dull old eyes. He empathized with the pain of losing his loved ones, and he had a deep hatred in his heart more than the girl in front of him. But how should she answer her series of urgent questions?

On the way to Beijing, Chen Tongzhong learned the bad news that Qu Zhaodi had jumped into the river and died. He was always skeptical of this matter, because although he had not been dealing with this person for a long time, he knew that it was not an impulsive person who would go to extremes without thinking about it. Coupled with the fact that the Dark Matter Star was gradually turning from a hidden state to an open state, and the truly arduous battle had just begun, how could Qu Zhaodi end his life regardless of the consequences? When he parted, he made it very clear that the only thing he had to do was to deliver the envelope to Shen Yun, and he would arrange the rest.

Shen Yun looked at Chen Tongzhong at first glance, thinking that he was an uneducated countryman, but he didn't know that his down-and-out appearance was all caused by the hardships of life, so when he opened his mouth to speak, he immediately reversed Shen Yun's impression.

After a little thought, he replied unhurriedly: "Mr. Qu and I do know some things, but as a person, it is not convenient for me to disclose them to the outside world. The decision on whether or not to let Miss Shen know is in the hands of Mr. Qu, and if he still intends to say anything to you, it should be kept in the envelope.

However, although the brown paper envelope was not small, it was empty except for the watch.

Listening to Chen Tongzhong's conversation, he should not be an ordinary farmer, although Shen Yun's heart was completely confused because of Qu Zhaodi, he still maintained a polite attitude towards the messenger.

"You...... Are you familiar with Mr. Qu? How did you meet? How could he go to such a remote place as the Great Khing'an Mountains? Shen Yun asked.

If this question is asked to ordinary people, it will definitely not involve any privacy, but the reason why Chen Tongzhong and Qu Zhaodi met is all because of Natalie Town, he is afraid that the more he explains, the more this Miss Shen will ask, so he has to continue to be vague: "Well, why Mr. Qu appeared in Daxinganling, I don't know very well, but I encountered a little trouble there, and he helped me solve it, and in order to express my gratitude, I agreed to help him go on this trip." As for myself, it turned out to be the mayor of a small northern town named Natalie, and the town was hit by a disaster, and I had to come out to earn a living, and when I handed over the things to you, it was time to go back and make other plans. ”

Seeing Chen Tongzhong away, Shen Yun sat on the bench on the green lawn in a daze.

A few months ago, listening to Danny's tone, she was very sure that Qu Zhaodi would be able to call right away. But he never showed up, because he changed his mind after revealing his thoughts to Danny, or was he held back by an unexpected situation? Or, still, out of a flippant and casual personality, just casually said something to Danny?

Qu Zhaodi was able to retrieve this watch from the police station, and Shen Yun didn't think it was strange. With the social influence of the Qu Group, not to mention a watch, even more important evidence can be transferred from relevant units in the name of scientific research. But why did he know that this watch was important to him? Just because I often saw her wearing it when I was at Stanford? She never even told him that the watch was a relic of her father.

After thinking about it, the afternoon passed, and soon it was midnight again.

During the one-hour live broadcast, Shen Yun couldn't remember what she said to the microphone. She just numbly repeated what she had said many times before, as if she were the recording equipment in the studio.

Every guest who called in the phone, listening to the voice like Qu Zhaodi, would make her heart beat faster, but when she started to talk about the specific content, she had to force herself to give up her delusions.

Soon it was time to get off work again, and the two directors packed up the things on the table and hurried home as usual.

Shen Yun came out of the live broadcast room and stood in the broadcast room as usual, facing a row of hotlines in a daze. After being in a daze, she will leave, go home and look at the stars in the night sky for a while, and she will fall into a chaotic dream. But tonight, she may not sleep at all.

"The phone won't ring, he's dead, and it's impossible for a dead person to contact a living person."

Shen Yun once again emphasized to herself, turned around and prepared to leave. Tomorrow night, the scene will be repeated again, like an old movie constantly being played on an old-fashioned projector.

This time, however, she was wrong.

Just as her feet had stepped out of the door and were about to close the glass door of the broadcast room, the phone rang suddenly, startling her hand and the door popped up and hit her shoulder.

Her mind went blank, and she didn't care about rubbing her sore shoulder, so she rushed over and grabbed the phone.

"Hey, hello, I guessed the question you just asked! Is it possible to say the answer and win the grand prize? On the other end of the phone, a voice asked slowly. But the voice was slow because of old age, and it did not come from the mouth of a twenty-seven-year-old young man.

Shen Yun couldn't hide the disappointment in her heart, and the disappointment rushed to her face, revealing an angry expression, but fortunately the other party couldn't see it.

It took her a full ten seconds to calm herself before she replied as softly as she could: "Sir, I'm sorry, our show is over, and you are welcome to join tomorrow during the live broadcast, goodbye." ”

Without waiting for the other party to speak again, she snapped the phone with a "snap", and the weight of the action was so heavy that even she was not surprised, how could she change from a girl as gentle as a cloud to such a spicy.

The pain is accumulated in her heart, and it is almost overflowing, if she doesn't find a catharsis gap, she is afraid that she will soon go crazy, and even simply take the same path as Qu Zhaodi and leave this world.

However, when she was about to go out again, the uninteresting hotline rang again, ringing like a death knell.

It's still the one just now, the red lights of the bell keep flashing, and you can guess without asking, it's still the elderly listener who is persistent and wants to get the prize.

Look at the clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand is almost close, the old man hasn't slept so late, I guess there is something on his mind, right?

Shen Yun let out a long sigh, the temper just now had long since dissipated, and was replaced by sympathy for the old man. Holding back the tears that were about to well-rise, she walked to the hotline, picked up the microphone and planned to explain patiently. She is really not the kind of person who will vent her depression on others.

"Hey~ little sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, my temper is growing!" The old man's voice was gone, and the long-lost, young voice came out of the microphone.