Later that evening, Meng Ziqiu contacted his cousin through his grandfather's place in Sansui, but when he asked, the cousin said there was nothing unusual about it.
"I asked, and they said everything was normal."
“Okay,” Xu Qian nodded, “Let’s go over there first, they should be waiting.”
“Brother,” Meng Ziqiu grabbed his arm, “what are you suspecting?”
Xu Qian thought for a moment before saying, "I'm worried that if those people find out your brother isn't dead, they'll come looking for him again."
"Because of the inscription on his arm?"
"right."
"What should we do? Xiao Liang starts school next week. He's a senior in high school, he can't just not go to school. Even if he doesn't go out, is he safe at home?" Meng Ziqiu still wasn't sure about the group's identities, and last time... his brother was kidnapped at his doorstep.
Xu Qian was also in a bit of a dilemma. This was going to be difficult, after all, it was the senior year of high school. Meng Liangchen was a high school student with decent grades, and he still had to make a living.
"He's taking the college entrance exam in June. No matter what, he still has to take it..."
Xu Qian glanced at him and tentatively asked, "Um, are the government offices here any good?"
Meng Ziqiu blinked, transforming the 'government office' into the police, and then thought about it again, and it seemed... hard to say, after all, they were willing to commit murder and robbery.
Xu Qian understood and said, "Now we have two choices: one is to take the initiative and find that group of people; the other is to defend first and check your brother's previous life trajectory, which should provide some clues."
"Let me think..."
"I'll think about it on the way. Let's go back first."
After finishing their meal, the three of them first took Shi Heng home before returning to the Meng family home.
In the living room, Meng Liangchen was forced to sit on the sofa. "I don't think so. You know, brother, I don't even wear short sleeves."
Xu Qian pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, saying, "You said before that you heard the people in the car mention 'identical patterns,' which means they knew you had an inscription on your arm."
“Yes, think again, has anyone seen the inscription on your arm?” Meng Ziqiu said.
Meng Liangchen frowned, trying hard to recall anyone who might have seen the inscription on his arm. Then, something flashed through his mind, "Could it be... the previous physical exam? The school arranged a physical exam last year, but I didn't roll up my sleeves, so it shouldn't be...?"
Xu Qian stroked his chin and said, "If it's a school, it's not impossible..."
“I have a plan now, but this plan needs to…” Meng Ziqiu turned to Xu Qian beside him, “Big brother, you know, I only have one younger brother…”
"...Just tell me straight, you're making me a little nervous."
"Here's the thing, the dean of students at Xiaoliang's school is my friend's brother-in-law. I can ask him to help me get a transfer spot. It'll be in June. As soon as Xiaoliang finishes his college entrance exam, we'll go find those people and switch from defense to offense!"
"So...so what?" Xu Qian had a bad feeling. You don't actually want me to go, do you...?
“That’s it,” Meng Ziqiu said, rubbing his hands together ingratiatingly. “You know how to disguise yourself, right? I can help you find a suitable ID card so you can enroll in school with that one…”
"...No, I can't."
"Oh, yes, yes, my friend is very reliable, don't worry!"
...
Finally, Xu Qian flipped through his last remaining 'mask', slammed the door shut, and cut off the disguise that best suited him to be 18 years old—the Second Young Master of Hidden Sword.
In terms of youthful charm, the second young master of Hemeng is practically 18 years old!
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