Jiang Teng, who firmly believed in his own intuition, fell asleep holding Eleven in his arms. It wasn't until his waist hurt and his whole body was kicked to the ground that Jiang Teng completely woke up again. His first reaction was, holy shit, my waist is going to hurt.
broken.
Eleven, who kicked someone, was stunned when she saw that the person she kicked to the ground was Jiang Teng. She felt someone holding her as soon as she woke up, and her body's reaction speed was faster than the speed of opening her eyes.
, before her eyes opened, she kicked out with her feet, knocking the person holding her to the ground. After kicking, she saw clearly that it was Jiang Teng.
The two people stared at each other and spoke in unison.
"Why did you kick me?"
"Why are you hugging me?"
Jiang Teng:......
Isn't it because you hugged me first?
eleven:……
Didn't I kick you because you hugged me first?
The two people stared at each other again. This time, Eleven asked the question first: "Aren't we in a museum? Why are we back to the hotel?"
"You don't remember? You fainted in the museum." Jiang Teng said and looked at the time: "You have been unconscious for five hours."
Only then did Eleven realize that she had a headache. She thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered that she remembered some terrible scenes after seeing the statue of Athena, and she fainted from the stimulation.
"I've seen that statue before." Eleven rubbed his still uncomfortable head and said with certainty.
"You mean the statue of Athena?" Jiang Teng slowly climbed up from the ground, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, rubbing the area where he had been kicked.
Eleven nodded: "Well, I also remembered something."
"What happened? Did you think of me?" Jiang Teng's eyes were full of hope.
Eleven looked blankly at the hope in his eyes: "Why should I think of you? I didn't know you before."
"But you kept calling me in your dream." Jiang Teng decided to tell her his intuition.
Eleven showed an "impossible" expression.
Jiang Teng continued: "Brother A Teng, you kept calling brother A Teng in your dream. Did you remember something?"
Brother Ateng...
Eleven's pupils suddenly shrank. Why did she feel that this name was so familiar? She didn't remember anything about what she had dreamed about.
"Eleven." Jiang Teng held her hand without warning, and his tone was particularly kind.
Shiyi was so shocked that she quickly retracted her hand, but Jiang Teng was already prepared and held it tightly. She pulled her hand several times but still did not pull it back.
"What...what are you doing?" Eleven was confused. He suddenly looked at her with this look, and she felt a little inexplicably panicked.
Jiang Teng looked firmly into her eyes and said clearly: "Ranran, you are Ranran, you are not Zhang Jingyao, you are Wen Lingran."
eleven:!!
Eleven raised his other hand and touched his forehead, saying to himself: "I don't have a fever."
Jiang Teng took advantage of the situation and took her hand into his, and said solemnly: "I don't have a fever. I know what I'm talking about. Do you want to listen to my analysis?"
Eleven didn't know what happened to Jiang Teng. He had only been in a coma for five hours. Why did Jiang Teng wake up as if he had been poisoned? He insisted that she was Wen Lingran. She was Zhang Jingyao.
Have they all been DNA confirmed?
Could it be that something happened in the meantime that she didn't know about?
"Then do you want to let me go first?" Eleven felt that she wanted to listen, but could she change her posture? This posture was a bit too charming and she felt awkward.
Jiang Teng reluctantly let go of her hand, and saw Eleven quietly retreating back, widening the distance between the two.
Jiang Teng endured his sadness and did not approach her again, nor did he hold her hand rashly again. He began to talk about his own analysis and speculation.
Eleven listened quietly, her face as cold as ever, but her eyes were a little sore. She raised her hand and touched it. Her eyelids were a little swollen, as if they were swollen from crying. She didn't know what she was dreaming about. She was actually dreaming.
My eyes were swollen from crying.
After Jiang Teng finished speaking, he looked at her hopefully, waiting for her to nod, waiting for her to agree with his new guess.
But Eleven did not nod. She just thought seriously for a while and then asked: "If there is really a pair of black hands behind us, what is the other party's purpose?"
"I don't know either." Jiang Teng shook his head.
Eleven spread his hands: "Look, these are just illusions that you have because I have Wen Lingran's memories. Why not because she and I used to be very good friends or close partners? She told you before
That’s why I have your memories.”
Eleven thinks that she is the logic of a normal person, and what Jiang Teng said is all based on emotion.
"I know you won't believe it without evidence, but I trust my intuition." Jiang Teng said in a very determined tone.
Eleven said coldly: "Intuitions without evidence are just conjectures. I am Zhang Jingyao. This is something with empirical evidence."
"What if the DNA is fake?" Jiang Teng immediately asked.
"Do you suspect that the Zhang family is committing fraud?" Eleven asked back.
Jiang Teng said: "The Zhang family is not cheating. I suspect that the people behind the scenes made the fake."
"Another guess." Eleven sighed: "Jiang Teng, are you under too much pressure?"
Because Wen Lingran could not be found, everyone began to suspect that she was Wen Lingran.
Jiang Teng knew that he could not convince Eleven just by relying on guesses and intuition, so he also had a second plan: "We can use your DNA and Dean Wen's DNA for a parent-child comparison."
"Hasn't Wen Lingran's father been dead for many years? How to do a DNA comparison?" Eleven didn't understand this very well.
"This involves state secrets, so it's not convenient for me to tell you at the moment." Jiang Teng said apologetically.
Dean Wen was once the deputy director of the Yungui Research Institute, so he naturally left his own DNA samples at the Yungui Research Institute. These things are still sealed in the institute's confidential personnel archives and can be used for research as long as permission is given.
Comparison.
However, those files are top-secret, and their access and use require permission from the relevant department bosses. This requires some time and is not something that can be done in a day or two.
Eleven had no idea of prying into the country's top secrets, and she felt that Jiang Teng was just having random thoughts, but deep down in her heart she also wanted to confirm. Only when she was sure that she was not Wen Lingran would she not have some inappropriate thoughts.
"Are you going back to China?" Eleven asked.
It is impossible to return to the country. His mission has not been completed yet, but he can control it remotely. He only needs to send Shiyi's hair back and ask his big brother to do it.
Jiang Teng told Eleven this method. She had no objection and nodded: "Then let's compare."
Jiang Teng immediately went to get a small transparent plastic bag. Eleven pulled off a few of his hair and put it into the bag. Jiang Teng carefully sealed the hair and called Jiang Chao impatiently.