Regarding Bingge's matter... Zhang Yuanqing was delighted and said:

"Are there any results from the Hangzhou branch? Have they found anything?"

The colleagues in the Hangzhou branch were too inefficient. It took them three days to come up with the results. It was obvious that they did not take the missing soldier case seriously... He complained in his heart.

Brother Bing has been missing for almost half a month. If the spiritual realm travelers of the Hangzhou branch had conducted a diligent investigation, they should have been able to give feedback and provide enough information when Li Dongze commissioned them.

Obviously, they thought that Brother Bing died in the spiritual realm and there was no point in investigating.

"We did find some things..." Li Dongze hesitated for a moment and said:

"Lei Yibing's interpersonal relationships are relatively simple. He is a loner and keeps to himself. He is not close to his classmates. He is very low-key in school and never causes trouble. However, after an in-depth investigation by colleagues in the Hangzhou branch, they found that in the past three years, two people who had provoked him died in some reasonable way."

Zhang Yuanqing frowned as he listened, and when Li Dongze finished speaking, he immediately retorted:

"No, Brother Bing is not a smooth talker, but he is definitely not a loner, and he doesn't do things in a low-key manner. He and I grew up together, so we are too familiar with each other. When he gets angry, he doesn't even bother to say 'what are you looking at', and he just goes straight to the point of taking action."

As for the suspected murder committed by the soldier, he did not know the details and did not refute or comment.

"You are talking about the Fire Master, right..." Li Dongze couldn't help but complain. He coughed and brought the topic back: "So, the Lei Yibing you mentioned is different from the Lei Yibing in the students' impressions. Who do you think is wrong?"

Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a moment: "Maybe, there is something wrong with Brother Bing."

Li Dongze said "hmm" to show his agreement and analyzed:

"You and he went to the same high school and university. If he had any abnormality, you would have noticed it. In other words, Lei Yibing's changes began when he was in university.

"Something must have happened to him between his high school graduation and the start of college, which led to his drastic change in personality. But there are too many factors involved, and without more clues, it is impossible to speculate."

Zhang Yuanqing agreed with Li Dongze's statement, but there was one thing he couldn't understand. He and Brother Bing were as close as brothers, but Brother Bing didn't even tell him after he became a spiritual realm traveler.

There is no erasure mechanism in the Spirit Realm. If you want, you can even travel around the world with a loudspeaker to promote the Spirit Realm.

Even though no one would believe it...

"Anything else?"

"Yes, but I don't know if it counts..." Li Dongze hesitated for a moment before saying, "Does Lei Yibing have the habit of writing a diary?"

"Who writes a diary these days?"

"A colleague in Hangcheng found the diary in his dormitory. He didn't write in his diary very often, but before he disappeared, he wrote an entry the night before he sent you the character sheet."

"Where is his diary?"

"The diary is in his university dormitory. Colleagues from the Hangzhou branch checked it and thought it was worthless. However, at my request, they took photos of it. I'm sending them to you now." Li Dongze said:

"If I remember correctly, tomorrow will be the fourteenth day since you came out of the Sheling Tunnel."

"Um!"

Tomorrow is the deadline. Either enter the spiritual realm tonight or tomorrow.

"There will be a short buffer period before the spiritual realm opens. Remember to call me or Guan Ya to report."

"knew."

After the two ended the call, Zhang Yuanqing opened the chat software and received the compressed package sent by Li Dongze.

After decompressing it, he got more than thirty pictures.

Zhang Yuanqing sat at the desk, reading his diary. Brother Bing did not write his diary very often, sometimes weekly, sometimes monthly, and all of his diaries were about trivial matters.

Zhang Yuanqing read it very carefully at first. After confirming that the previous diary was of no value, he turned directly to the last picture.

"I will be doing internship in the second half of the year. Time flies so fast. Before I know it, I will say goodbye to my college life and enter the society. Last night, I dreamed of my childhood in the alley with Yuanzi, secretly reading banned books with him, cheating my dad and his uncle for pocket money with him, and playing games with him."

The content is very brief, just a few sentences.

Zhang Yuanqing stared deeply at the screen of his mobile phone, then suddenly leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Brother Bing really left me a clue!

.........

The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up at 9:30 in the morning.

"It seems that the time to enter the spiritual realm is today..."

After breakfast, he put on a mask and a baseball cap, and took a taxi to Lei Yibing's home.

The alley where he lived as a child was called Yinping Community, which was built half a century ago. Every residential building bears the traces of time. The buildings are all six stories high, with no elevators, and messy cables are wrapped around the walls in circles.

Zhang Yuanqing got off the taxi and took a casual look. Over the past decade, in addition to the new paint on the exterior walls and the addition of a guard booth at the entrance of the community, everything has changed.

Nothing else has changed.

When he was in junior high school, there were rumors that the area was going to be demolished. Everyone waited and waited, and after almost ten years, there was no sign of the demolition team.

Zhang Yuanqing crossed the street and bought a bag of loquats, a pineapple, and three ketchup fruits at the fruit shop across the street.

Walking up the narrow corridor, he stopped at the door of No. 402 and rang the doorbell.

After a while, footsteps were heard from the door. The security door opened and a woman in her forties stood at the door and said in astonishment:

"Yuanzi?"

She looked a little unwell, had dark circles under her eyes, and her face was thin.

"Aunt Zhou, I came to see you and Uncle Lei." Zhang Yuanqing said obediently, sighing silently in his heart.

Aunt Zhou's eyes fell on the fruit in his hand, she smiled with satisfaction and said softly:

"Come in."

The house has two bedrooms and a living room, covering an area of ​​more than 80 square meters. Zhang Yuanqing sat on the sofa in the living room, holding the warm water poured by Aunt Zhou and listening to her sad story.

"Aunt Zhou, I believe the Public Security Bureau will find Brother Bing." Zhang Yuanqing comforted.

"Your grandmother came to see me a few days ago. She said that Lao Chen told her that there was no news, which might be good news." Aunt Zhou sighed, and then she continued:

"Stay for lunch at noon."

"No, I have class later." Zhang Yuanqing shook his head.

When he was a kid, he and Bingge were inseparable. They often slept together at night and it was common for them to eat with each other. But today, he could enter the spiritual realm at any time, so he tried to shorten the time he spent outside.

"Auntie Zhou, I'm going to stay in Brother Bing's room for a while."

Zhang Yuanqing did not forget the purpose of his coming here.

He pushed open the door of the soldier's bedroom. In the small room were a double bed, a wardrobe, a desk, a TV... His eyes quickly swept through the room, and finally he pulled out a large cardboard box from under the bed.

There were all kinds of stuff in the box, including Subor, Tyrannosaurus, Thunderball, Slippery Ball, telescope, Water Margin hero cards, wooden spinning top, whistle, Dragon Ball comic book, and Qi Dongye, the author of "The Romance of Emperor Yang of Sui"...

Every toy here has its own story. For example, the telescope comes from the fact that there used to be a red-light district nearby. When night fell, the hair salon would be lit up with hazy lights, and the aunties dressed seductively would sit on the sofas in the store in a charming manner. Their graceful curves could be seen through the glass door.

Once, a soldier who was still in elementary school came to him quietly and said that he saw Zhang Yuanqing’s uncle sneaking into the hair salon.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't believe it and went to find his uncle. When his uncle heard what he said, he was shocked and gave him 20 yuan as a hush money.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanqing and Bingge licked their popsicles and thought that this business was good.

So the two kids stood guard on the roadside after school, but this time they didn't see their uncle, but the soldier's old father.

The old father was shocked and gave them more than ten yuan as hush money.

Later, the old father and uncle turned over a new leaf and were never caught again, until one day, Zhang Yuanqing stole his aunt's pocket money to buy a telescope and secretly observed from a distance.

Just earn hush money again.

Therefore, the box contains Bingge’s childhood and Zhang Yuanqing’s childhood.

He stared blankly at his childhood toys, feeling that time had passed quickly and everything had changed.

What are you sighing about? You're not old enough to reminisce about the past... He laughed at himself and suppressed the past events that were flooding into his mind.

Then, he picked up the Erotic History of Emperor Yang of Sui and shook the pages.

Amid the rustling sound of flipping pages, a piece of paper fell out, with two strings of numbers densely written on it.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing let out a breath slowly, feeling relieved.

The numbers on the note were a code that only the two brothers could understand.

Influenced by his grandfather, Zhang Yuanqing was obsessed with police and gangster films, detective cartoons and novels when he was a child, and fantasized about being a powerful security guard.

When he was in middle school, he and Brother Bing were reading a famous foreign detective novel together. He got inspiration from one of the cases and thought that there must be a secret code between the great detective Zhang Yuanqing and his assistant A Bing.

So we spent a lot of effort to develop a password format.

For example, the first number corresponds to the number of lines, the second number also corresponds to the number of lines, and the third number corresponds to the number of pages. The format of the second group of numbers is the reverse of the first group.

The first time they played this game, they used the blueprint of "The Romantic History of Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty".

Zhang Yuanqing recalled the password format while comparing it with books. Time passed slowly. After an unknown amount of time, he finally pieced together all the contents.

Numbers in the first row: 6203; Two brothers in one life

Second line of numbers: Yuanzi, find it, I left everything there.