After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Thanks to the warmth of the dragon and tiger jade pendant, Jun Li's complexion gradually regained some color.

Because the bed was small, he still held Bai Ze, whose body was cold, tightly in his arms.

Bai Ze moved slightly, looked at Jun Li's slightly tired face and suddenly laughed: "It's quite like me going back to the past and sharing a bed with you in a rental house."

"Oh... please don't do that... I don't want you to suffer."

Jun Li yawned and felt a little sleepy. He turned over and took Bai Ze into his arms. He squinted his eyes and whispered, "I was thinking... since the 're-screening' has brought us back to 20 years ago, the way to end the 're-screening' and return to reality is to catch the real murderer who was not caught that year..."

"But from what I see, Guan He probably still wants to rescue the dead girl..."

Bai Ze nuzzled Jun Li's chest and found a comfortable sleeping position: "Well... But he is changing the cause and effect. No matter how hard he tries, the girl can't escape death."

"So it doesn't matter if he messes around, because the laws of nature will correct the cause and effect that he has changed."

Jun Li hummed, and patted Bai Ze's back gently: "Tomorrow we can use the breath-holding spell to go to school with Guan He. The main thing is that we don't know the exact time of the girl's death, so we will have to ask Guan He then."

"We must first find out when the girl had the accident. The more detailed the better."

"Then, when the date of death is approaching, we will find a way to catch the murderer who intends to kill the girl, so that we can break the 're-projection' and return to reality."

"After all, the emergence of 'Re-imaging' is due to Guan He's determination to catch the murderer, so if the murderer is caught, I guess the ability of 'Re-imaging' will disappear."

Jun Li cursed as he spoke: "Damn it... If I had known I would be dragged into this, I should have read the report about the murder case in Changqing Town twenty years ago that Guan He mentioned a few days ago!"

"This is bad. We were dragged into this situation without knowing anything. We were not prepared at all. This is even more difficult than when we were on the snowy mountain."

Bai Ze looked at Jun Li and gently covered his mouth and whispered, "Stop complaining. Now that you are here, just investigate the case peacefully. Although we don't know anything, Guan He said before that the man in black is very familiar and must be someone he knew before."

"Guan He said that he is a bit of a loner here, so he doesn't know many people. We can slowly investigate his interpersonal relationships. At worst, we can just use the dumbest method..."

Bai Ze sighed: "Just follow the victim throughout the whole process. As long as we follow closely, the murderer will not succeed. We can react immediately when the murderer is about to strike and catch him."

"It's just time-consuming and labor-intensive because we can't work 24 hours a day."

"Let's go to bed first... Guan He has to bring us food early tomorrow morning, so we'll go to the school after we eat."

...

Guan He returned home at eight o'clock in the evening. He pushed open the door carefully, and the smell of alcohol and cigarettes that hit him in the face made him cough.

"came back?"

The woman who walked out of the living room was wearing ripped jeans that were totally inconsistent with the aesthetics of that era. The silver chain and earrings on her body were so dazzling that Guan He's eyes hurt.

"The rice and dishes are still hot. I know you came back late."

This is his mother, Song Fu.

Only then did Guan He realize that there was really not much difference between Song Fu twenty years ago and Song Fu twenty years later. Time really seemed to have forgotten her. Song Fu's appearance twenty years later had not changed at all compared to now.

Maybe the only change is that she has become more restrained...

Song Fu blew out a smoke ring and glanced at Guan He who was still standing there in a daze. She raised her eyebrows slightly and then said jokingly: "What? You come back and even don't recognize your mother? What are you standing there for? If you don't want to eat dinner, I'll feed it to the dog!"

Guan He suddenly felt a sore nose. He turned his head away and walked gently past Song Fu without saying anything.

There was hot broth and rice on the table, with a cup of hot milk next to it.

Song Fu seemed to sense that Guan He was in a bad mood. She cursed, "Fuck!" and then quickly walked up to him and grabbed Guan He's arm, "Who bullied you?"

Guan He remained silent, trying his best to suppress his sorrow. His eyes looked at the cigarette in Song Fu's hand and then at the beer bottle on the ground.

Song Fu immediately put out her cigarette and kicked the beer bottle far away. She looked at Guan He and patted him on the back: "Alright! I'll clean up the house later, okay? Don't look at me like that!"

"You don't like the smell of cigarettes, so I'll smoke while you're in school. Can I open the window for some fresh air two hours before you get out of school?"

Guan He just hummed and said, "I'll eat first."

Song Fu gently put down his arm and then rubbed her hair irritably. She went to the bathroom, took a broom and mop, swept up the scattered beer bottles, and sprayed some perfume to suppress the smell of alcohol.

But the smell of perfume and cigarettes mixed together made Guan He feel nauseous when eating. He looked at Song Fu helplessly and then shouted, "Mom."

Song Fu paused without turning her head. Guan He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I accidentally dropped the money for tomorrow's meal... Can you..."

"Is that what makes you unhappy?"

It was hard to tell whether Song Fu was happy or angry from her tone. She walked into the bedroom, took out two fifty-dollar bills and stuffed them directly into Guan He's pockets.

"Can you just tell me about this kind of thing next time? You made a face as soon as I got home! I thought something was wrong with you!"

Song Fu cursed: "You scared me! So the money is lost!"

Guan He looked at the two fifty-ones and was a little afraid to take them. For the first time, he carefully looked at Song Fu twenty years ago, and then asked, "You won't scold me?"

"What are you scolding? Will money grow legs back if you scold me?"

Seeing that he didn't take it, Song Fu laughed and said, "What? Don't you think it's too little? I'll give you another fifty?"

"No…"

Guan He hesitated for a moment and finally took the hundred yuan. He thought that this was a good idea, as the extra money could help Jun Li and the others get by for a while.

"Give me so much, aren't you afraid I'll lose it?"

Song Fu shrugged and said indifferently: "If I lose it, I will do good deeds."

Seeing that Guan He was still unhappy and a little impatient, she said, "Isn't it just a loss of money? I gave you two fifty bills. One for meal money and one for pocket money!"

Guan He finally moved and whispered: "Your monthly salary is only fifteen thousand..."

Song Fu glanced at him and said, "What's wrong with fifteen hundred? I can support you with fifteen hundred."

The two of them suddenly fell silent. Song Fu propped up her face and looked at Guan He, who was obviously worried, and suddenly asked, "You don't have a girlfriend, do you?"

"Pfft..."

Guan He choked hard. He really wanted to see what was in his mother's head. He twitched his mouth and couldn't help but remind her, "I'm only eight years old."

"What's wrong with being eight years old? Who says eight-year-olds can't date?"

Song Fu patted Guan He's shoulder cheerfully: "If you're dating, just let me know. I won't treat you unfairly! If you're dating, I'll treat you like a big shot! I'll even increase your pocket money!"

"I have nowhere."

Guan He gently opened Song Fu's hand and thought for a moment: "Is the down jacket that man used to wear still there? I saw a litter of kittens tonight. They looked pitiful. If it is still there, I will take it out and use it as a nest for the kittens tomorrow."

Song Fu held her face up and said “hmm” for a long time: “I’ll go find it for you.”

Guan He looked at Song Fu who walked into the utility room. He suddenly sighed heavily, and his hands couldn't help but clenched and then slowly loosened.

This time...I will definitely find you...