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Although Liu Lu has repeatedly emphasized that the matter of the competition has nothing to do with the so-called black hands behind the scenes.But Lin Duan always felt that things were not that simple.

After this tossing, half a day passed.Lin Duan didn't want to go to the company, and went back home to watch the news.

The latent stock has not moved, and Lin Duan has not moved either.Patiently waiting for the moment to start.

However, before he knew it, the stock indexes in front of him all turned into garbled numbers one after another, which made Lin Duan dazzled and had a headache.

In a daze, he fell asleep on the computer desk like this.

Lin Duan had a dream.

Under the dim light, he was lying on the table, writing hard.

There is a diary under his arm, and he is writing the diary quickly.

The expression on his face was crazy and terrified.

And next to the diary, a computer was lit.

On the computer screen, there was also an e-mail!

In the dream, Lin Duan suddenly stopped writing his diary.He raised his head and looked at the computer screen beside him.

He looked at the content of the e-mail, his face full of anger.

That's amazing, it's also an e-mail!

The bloody crossed knives are attached with pictures one after another.

However, when Lin Duan wanted to see the content of the photo clearly, everything in front of him began to blur again.

His whole body began to stay away from that scene.The things on the screen are getting smaller and smaller.

"Don't go, don't go! I didn't see clearly! I didn't see clearly!"

"Crash" sounded.

Lin Duan woke up from the dream.

Sweating profusely, he found himself on the ground.

The chair behind him slipped into the distance.

At hand was a poured cup, and the water in it spilled all over the floor.

Lin Duan subconsciously looked up at the computer and found that it was still the stock market interface.And there is no diary on the table.

Only 15 minutes have passed since the previous time.

Shaking his head, Lin Duan cleaned up the mess, mopped the floor, and sat in front of the computer again.

He stared at the computer screen, staring blankly.

What I recalled in my mind was the scene in the dream just now.

Although there were not many details in the dream, Lin Duan was still able to capture it from the dim light. It was a long time ago.

That is what he lost, a certain memory in ten years!

Could it be that at that time, I had received similar threatening letters?

Lin Duan frowned tightly.

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On the computer street in front of him, the threatening email was clearly in sight.

Especially the bloody crossed double knives made Lin Duan more and more familiar.

He was absolutely sure that this logo was the same as the logo on the threatening email he saw in his dream!

Does this mean that the person who sent the email this time is the same person who sent the email last time?

What is the purpose of the other party?

What does all this have to do with Liu Lu?

Everything is like two threads, suddenly intertwined.

Originally, Lin Duan only planned to enter the provincial capital smoothly through Liu Lu and the Eight Immortals Group.Moreover, he does not intend to have any deeper contacts and connections with Liu Lu.

However, as if arranged in the dark, if you want to understand what happened to you back then, it seems that you can only start with Liu Lu.

Could it be that I had crossed paths with the Eight Immortals Group or Liu Lu before?

Lin Duan quickly denied this year because Liu Lu didn't know him.

Puzzled, Lin Duan could only keep these questions in his heart, and decided to ask Liu Lu when the time was right.

Just then, Lin Duan's cell phone rang.

Shen Qing called.

Looking at the name on the phone, Lin Duan unconsciously smiled.

"Honey, do you miss me?"

"Yeah, husband, don't you miss me?" On the phone, Shen Qing spoke briskly, "I miss you to death."

Lin Duan smiled even wider: "Well, I will go back to see you and Panpan in a few days. To relieve your lovesickness."

"No need. Just stay at home and wait for us to come back." Shen Qing said.

"Why?"

"Fool. Have you forgotten, we are going to hold a fashion show in the city this week." Lin Duan suddenly realized what Shen Qing said.

Yuanfang Garment Factory is booming now, Shen Qing and Fang Xia have long planned to hold a large-scale fashion show, during this time, the two have been rushing about this matter.

It now appears that the time has come.

Lin Duan was very happy. Although he had only been separated for a few days, his longing could no longer be suppressed.Every time he sees an empty bed, he has the urge to bring his wife and children to the city.

However, he also knew that it was very easy for Shen Qing to regain her career, and as a husband, he couldn't make things difficult for her for his own self-interest.

Lin Duan just hoped that Yuanfang Garment Factory could expand its scale soon, so that Shen Qing could come to the city to meet him.

The husband and wife chatted on the phone for a while, and after a while of sweet love, they hung up the phone reluctantly.