When Yang Jing was carrying out this restricted time travel, due to a tiny mistake, when he arrived in 1979, he did not arrive on December 16th, but a week later, on December 23rd.
However, the Holy Ring also gave a definite answer, and this mistake would not affect anything.
So, when Yang Jing returned to his original time and space on February 23, 1980, he had been traveling through time and space for nearly sixty days.
According to the time flow rate ratio of the forty-year node of 10:1, in the original time and space, Yang Jing actually only disappeared for six days.
It was still late at night when Yang Jing returned to his original time and space. This time nothing went wrong, because when Yang Jing returned to the hotel, he learned that today was December 22, 2017.
Six days had passed in the original time and space.
Looking at the densely packed buildings not far from the beach, Yang Jing really couldn't adapt for a moment.
Thirty-eight years is far from being a dramatic change, but human power is sometimes so magical that it only took thirty-eight years to transform a barren wasteland into a prosperous commercial district.
Although it was late at night, there were still figures flashing not far away, and some crisp laughter kept coming along the sea breeze. Obviously, these were some tourists who were having fun. Maybe they would spend a sleepless night on this beach, or maybe they were having some very enjoyable bonfire entertainment activities.
The Cayman Islands, located deep in the Caribbean Sea, has not only developed into a global financial center, but its unparalleled sea views and suitable climate have also made this archipelago country gradually become a tourist destination.
Before crossing over, Yang Jing had already changed his clothes, so he was still dressed in beach pants and a T-shirt, wearing beach sandals and walking along the coastline towards the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in the distance.
I returned to the hotel and had a good sleep, but early the next morning, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Fortunately, Yang Jing's biological clock has always been well maintained. He wakes up on time in the morning, has no habit of staying in bed, and is not grumpy when getting up.
After opening the door, Yang Jing found a strange man standing outside.
"Hello, Mr. Yang. I am Vince Bell, the lobby manager of the hotel. I am sorry to bother you so early."
Yang Jing smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm actually awake."
Vince Bell said, "I just heard that you came back late last night, waiter. Although I don't want to disturb your rest, I have to do this." As he said that, the lobby manager took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Yang Jing, "Mr. Yang, three days ago, an American who claimed to be Mars Zhao kept calling our lobby front desk and said he had something to talk to you about. I told him that you went out to sea alone, so Mr. Zhao asked me to notify you as soon as you came back and asked you to call him back immediately. The phone number of Mr. Zhao is on this note."
After a pause, Vince Bell continued to explain, "Mr. Zhao called the day before yesterday and yesterday to ask about your whereabouts. It seemed like there was something urgent. Unfortunately, you haven't come back yet. I learned that you were back early this morning, so I came to disturb you right away."
"Oh, thank you!" Yang Jing glanced at the phone number on the note, which was Zhao Meng's personal mobile phone. "I'm here for vacation. In order to avoid being disturbed by others, I turned off all my phones. I'm sorry to have worried you."
"It's okay, Mr. Yang. Isn't this how a vacation should be? If you are still busy with work during vacation, it's better not to go on vacation, what do you think?" After saying this, the lobby manager bowed slightly and said goodbye: "Mr. Yang, if there is nothing else, then I will take my leave first."
"OK, thank you again." Yang Jing gave a timely smile.
When he saw the lobby manager was about to leave, Yang Jing suddenly said, "Mr. Bell, please wait a moment. Can I trouble you for something?"
Vince Bell stopped and said with a smile, "I am willing to serve you."
"Well, I'd like to trouble you to help me check if there is a company called the Evil Dragon Fund or the Giant Dragon Fund in the Cayman Islands. This fund is a company registered in the Cayman Islands."
"As you wish, sir. I will go back and check for you, and there should be results soon." After saying that, Vince Bell said goodbye and left.
After closing the door and washing up, Yang Jing turned on his cell phone and made a call.
"Oh, thank God, you finally replied! If you don't show up, I'm going to call the police." The phone rang only twice, and the other end picked up quickly, and Zhao Meng's familiar voice immediately came through the phone.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Zhao. I turned off all my communication equipment when I went out to sea. I'm sorry to have worried you."
"Haha, it's nothing. If I were on vacation, I would probably do the same. Forget it, let's not talk about those useless things. Xiao Jing, if you have a good time, you'd better come back. It's about the matter of the thirteen famous paintings. Things have a little twists and turns."
"Uncle Zhao, can you tell me over the phone? I can be mentally prepared."
"It's not a big problem. After all, there are laws in place. The Gardner Art Museum, which lost the 13 famous paintings, has applied to the San Francisco police to temporarily ban the 13 famous paintings from leaving the country."
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