Mingsi, Qiu Qiu and I prepared a large table of dishes and waited for Lu Zhiyuan to come.
But until evening, Lu Zhiyuan still hadn't arrived.
Seeing that the food was almost cold, Mingsi urged me: "Xiaoshan, call Lu Zhiyuan and ask him where he is now."
"Okay." I dialed Lu Zhiyuan's number, but heard a long waiting tone and the call was not connected.
I sent a message to Lu Zhiyuan, but he never replied.
This made me feel uneasy, and I always felt like something was going to happen.
I shook my head, trying to calm myself down and stop thinking too much, but I called him several times in a row, but Lu Zhiyuan didn't answer.
Looking at Mingsi's questioning eyes, I forced a smile and said, "Maybe he didn't hear it because he was driving. Let's wait a little longer."
When I said this, I didn't know whether I was comforting Mingsi or myself.
It wasn't until Mingyuan came back from get off work that his face looked serious, which made me even more uneasy.
Seeing that we were sitting at the table without even starting to eat, and Lu Zhiyuan was nowhere to be seen, Mingyuan asked suspiciously, "Hasn't Lu Zhiyuan come yet?"
Qiu Qiu shook his head, walked to Mingyuan, and asked cautiously, "Is he in trouble?"
Qiu Qiu's voice was very low, but I could still hear it clearly, and my heart couldn't help but tighten.
"Probably not." Mingyuan's answer reassured me, "I've arranged for bodyguards to follow Lu Zhiyuan. If anything happens to him, the bodyguards will notify us immediately."
Only then did I feel a little relieved.
Mingyuan walked over to me, sat down, and handed me a stack of information.
"Xiao Shan, your guess is correct. There's something fishy about Chen Nan. He's not even from Interpol. He's fake!"
My eyes widened in shock. I thought there was something wrong with Chen Nan, but I didn't expect his identity was fake.
Mingyuan opened the document in front of him, which contained the personnel information of Interpol's Mr. Task Force.
"The captain of this task force is indeed called Chen Nan, but he is not the one we met."
The photo in the information is completely different from the person we saw.
I was skeptical and asked, puzzled, "But if this Chen Nan is fake, why is he able to mobilize Interpol?"
Mingyuan said in a serious tone, "The real Chen Nan is based in Europe and was only recently assigned to Beijing. Interpol colleagues in China had never actually seen Chen Nan in person before, so, like us, they believed he was Chen Nan after verifying his ID."
A chill suddenly rose in my heart. This Chen Nan not only deceived us, but also deceived the entire Interpol.
If he is fake, then he already has sufficient information in his hands. What is his purpose?
"I've confirmed this with Interpol's European headquarters, and they're also shocked because the real Chen Nan is currently missing. They suspect she was most likely murdered. However, Interpol has already ordered a full-scale hunt for the fake Chen Nan. Fortunately, we discovered it in time."
Speaking of this fake Chen Nan, Mingyuan and I are still scared.
We had no doubts about his identity before, until that day when he insisted on taking me away from the study, I began to feel that something was wrong with him.
I am glad that I did not cooperate at that time, otherwise I don’t know where I would be now.
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