Chapter 102

Chang Ting waved his hand at Chen He and said, "Lend some clothes to Zhou Zhengzheng."

Chen He stood up: "Okay."

Chang Ting paused and said, "I'll call Song Zhou later and tell him how to cooperate."

This is the plan we agreed on at our last meeting.

The new chapter of the comic not only reveals the truth about Qiu Yue being buried alive, but also exposes a murder committed by Xing Yao ten years ago.

I thought I had done it perfectly, that the bad deeds had long been buried deep in the ground, and that no one would ever know about it, but suddenly the cloth covering it was pulled away.

It was exposed on the Internet in the form of comics and was seen by millions of people.

He must have been caught off guard.

Not only that, the "he" in the comics suffered torture, and everything the Qiu brothers and sisters had suffered backfired on them.

Xing Yao, who was hiding in some corner, looked at himself who had turned into a piece of charcoal in the black and white picture. It was impossible for him not to tremble and be angry.

Will definitely go crazy.

He would be extremely confused and not understand why Chen Hehe knew all this, as if she was watching it happen with her own eyes.

Is that the gaze of God or the peeping of the devil?

Although he is no longer called "Xing Yao" now, and although the comic character is not realistic in style, it captures the spirit and shows the most obvious characteristics of the character.

Anyone who has seen him will be able to recognize him and may report him at any time.

He will feel like a vampire thrown into the sunlight, with nowhere to hide, and he will feel terrified.

But he's a pervert.

A serial killer who is extremely self-deprecating and conceited and will not admit defeat.

At this moment, he must be biting Chen Hehe's name with hatred, wanting to strangle her under his hands and force her to tell him how she knew all this.

The danger of being exposed at any time and the urgency to know the answer will surely force him to crawl out of the dark cave and wait for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The police will take this opportunity to place bait and set a large net.

Stand-in Zhou Zhengzheng made a seamless appearance.

Chen He brought Zhou Zhengzheng to her room and found a black windbreaker, a black inner layer, original white wool wide-leg pants, a large plaid scarf and a thin felt hat.

She held the clothes and looked at Zhou Zhengzheng hesitantly: "Can you pretend to be me...?"

Zhou Zhengzheng laughed: "You'll know once you try it on."

Zhou Zhengzheng pulled out a long wig, almost like a magic trick. The hair was silky smooth. "The bureau spent a fortune on this, this wig is priceless."

Zhou Zhengzheng put on a complete outfit.

The two were of similar height, and Chen He's clothes were loose, so the difference in their figures was not noticeable. Zhou Zhengzheng stood straight, and even wrapped in layers of clothing, he looked like a tall poplar.

Chen He couldn't help but shake his head: "Not at all."

"You can imitate it and it will look like it. Just take a few steps first." Zhou Zhengzheng said.

Chen He paced back and forth several times in the room. Her clothes were always loose and comfortable, and her gait seemed to flow smoothly. Furthermore, her body was a little weak, and she seemed a little unsteady.

Because of my profession, I am used to observing the things around me, and my demeanor unconsciously carries a hint of arrogance and coldness.

The unique temperament of art.

Zhou Zhengzheng looked at it intently for a while, adjusting the curvature of his spine, the direction of his toes, and the angle of his jaw. He walked around a few times.

The more they walked, the more they looked alike. Even their eyes changed.

I stopped in the middle to put on sunglasses and a mask, covering most of my face...

Chen He felt like she was looking in a mirror. She was practically staring at him. She couldn't help but clap her hands: "It seems so! So it's so easy to imitate others?"

Zhou Zhengzheng took off his mask and laughed, "It's not that easy. This is called role-playing, also known as identity disguise. It's a necessary skill for being an undercover agent. I learned it specifically."

"So amazing..." Chen He praised, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

Chen He was slightly stunned, trying to grasp this line of thought.

I only heard Zhou Zhengzheng say, "I need the key to your house."

"Oh, no key required, it's a fingerprint combination lock. Just use the password. The password is..."

When Chen He was reciting the password, that strange thought took the opportunity to swim away like a slippery little fish.

She asked anxiously, "Will there be any problem?"

Zhou Zhengzheng bared his teeth and returned to his original form: "No problems allowed! From Lanzhou to your home, colleagues will follow and monitor the entire journey. If Xing Yao shows up, he will be pinned to death!"

Chen He said worriedly, "I'm talking about you. You must be careful. It doesn't matter if we can't catch you. Your safety is the most important thing."

Zhou Zhengzheng patted his waist and said, "Don't worry, I've got all the weapons. If he shows his head, I'll twist it off!"