Zhang Kun was stunned, then his eyes soon condensed and his face became slightly heavier.

"When I returned to the hospital yesterday afternoon, I happened to meet a doctor who came to deliver a critical illness notice. I heard the doctor talk to Xiaoyong's mother. This is the third one in the past few days."

"The doctor said that Xiaoyong may have been there these days, so he suggested going home to rest."

"If we find Pan Weiqiang now and we rush back, Xiaoyong may have a chance to see his father for the last time, but now it seems that Xiaoyong probably has no chance."

"Doctor Zhang, thank you for everything you have done for us, thank you." As he said that, Aunt Tan bowed to Zhang Kun. This time Zhang Kun did not hide because he forgot.

Zhang Kun looked at Aunt Tan with a dull look, his mind quickly turned.

Is there any way to find Pan Weiqiang tonight and tomorrow at the latest?

...

Late at night, it was almost eleven o'clock in a suite at Xiangshan Hotel, but it was still brightly lit.

Zhang Kun kept paced back and forth in the room, looking at the pile of spread information on the big bed from time to time.

There is a photo of Pan Weiqiang's ID 20 years ago, a household registration information, a photo of Pan Weiqiang withdrawing money from Xiangshan Agricultural Bank, and several phone numbers and communication records that Pan Weiqiang once used.

All the information was spread out on the big bed, and Zhang Kun kept walking in the room, looking at the information from time to time. Zhang Kun had been in such a state for almost three hours.

Is there any clues I missed?

It is too late to find Pan Weiqiang tomorrow, and it is too late to wait for new clues. Zhang Kun can only start with these clues that have been discovered, hoping to find out the possible where Pan Weiqiang is going little by little.

Zhang Kun's mind came to his mind, looking for everything that happened along the way in search of Pan Weiqiang, and kept thinking about it bit by bit.

Zhang Kun's eyes swept over all the information on the big bed, and at this moment, Zhang Kun's eyes looked at the old photo on the big bed, and a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind.

Zhang Kun slowly walked to the bed, looked down at Pan Weiqiang's ID photo from twenty years ago, his eyes widening.

"Aunt Tan, your son Pan Weiqiang left home in 1990s, right?" Zhang Kun asked without raising his head.

Aunt Tan, who had been floating in the air in the room in silence, was a little stunned, but she still replied: "Yes, 1992."

"I have never come back since then?" Zhang Kun asked again.

"Yes." Aunt Tan nodded.

Zhang Kun suddenly looked up and looked at Aunt Tan next to him: "So, Pan Yong has never seen his father again since Pan Weiqiang left. I remember you said before that when Pan Weiqiang left, Pan Yong was only three years old?"

"That's right."

"So, after so many years, how much impression can a three-year-old child have of his father? Even if I really pull Pan Weiqiang to Pan Yong now, he may not know him."

"So, since Pan Yong has not had much time now and he wants to see his father again before he dies, why can't we give him one first

Where is the father?" Zhang Kun said.

After saying that, Zhang Kun seemed to feel that he didn't explain clearly, so he hurriedly explained.

"I mean, since we haven't found Pan Weiqiang yet, Pan Yong has no time to wait. Under such circumstances, can we focus on fulfilling Pan Yong's last wish?"

"Don't Pan Yong want to see his father again before he dies? Then let's give him a father."

"Although it is fake, isn't this true now? Everything is about fulfilling Pan Yong's last wish first. Although this is not good, we lied to him, it would be better than Pan Yong's departure with regrets."

After Zhang Kun's slightly verbose explanation, Aunt Tan finally understood what Zhang Kun meant: "You mean to find someone to pretend to be Xiaoyong's father?"

Zhang Kun nodded suddenly: "Yes, Pan Yong was only three years old when Pan Weiqiang left, and then almost twenty years have passed. We arranged a fake Pan Weiqiang, and Pan Yong had a very small chance of seeing through it."

"And now all kinds of makeup abilities have broken through the sky, and it is completely possible to turn one person into another. I don't say that I'm going to create a 100% similar Pan Weiqiang, but having a 90% image is not a problem at all."

"The most important thing is that we can't find the real Pan Weiqiang now. It is very likely that he has left Xiangshan, and we don't have time to look for it anymore."

"Under such a situation, since Pan Yong wants to see his father again before he dies, we will give him a father. At least, don't let him die with regret. Aunt Tan, what do you think."

After listening to Zhang Kun's words, Aunt Tan thought carefully for a long time and finally nodded: "What Dr. Zhang said is not the same as a solution, but the question is, where can we find someone to pretend to be Xiaoyong's father?"

After hearing Aunt Tan agree to her plan, Zhang Kun smiled on his face: "Don't worry about this, I have a way."

As he said that, Zhang Kun took out his cell phone and turned to Cao Haoran's phone number.

I remember that Cao Haoran has contacts with many entertainment industry economic companies. The last time Zhuo Shi and Fu Zhe had gotten rid of Cao Haoran, and this time he might have to trouble him again.

The phone call was called and it was connected soon.

"Zhang Kun? Haven't you fall asleep while playing like this?" Cao Haoran laughed loudly from there.

Zhang Kun replied a little embarrassedly: "Brother Cao, have you rested? I'm so embarrassed. I'm still disturbing you so late. I'm having something to bother you."

"You are healthy. It's not normal to sleep at this point on weekdays. It's not normal to sleep at this point. I'm not normal to sleep at this point. I just went home after the social engagement. What's the matter?" Cao Haoran said with a smile.

So Zhang Kun talked about Aunt Tan and Pan Yong from beginning to end.

"I understand. You want to find someone to pretend to be Pan Weiqiang and go to see Pan Yong for the last time. You understand. You send me all the information about Pan Weiqiang in your hand and wait for my news."

Zhang Kun nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll send you the phone."

Then Zhang Kun and Cao Haoran chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone. Zhang Kun immediately took photos of Pan Weiqiang's two photos and household registration information and sent them over

.

After waiting for about half an hour, Cao Haoran called back.

"I have found a few people for you. Their appearance is all about makeup and the person you gave me the photo. The information has been sent to your email address. You can take a look first."

Zhang Kun nodded, did not hang up the phone, and directly opened the computer in the room, found the email address and checked the latest email.

There are several detailed information in the email, five candidates, including various photos of distance and distance, and some basic information and text information introductions, such as how good the acting skills are, what film and television works they have participated in, what evaluations are, what are their specialties, etc.

After reading all five pieces of information carefully, Zhang Kun finally chose one.

Hou Sheng, born in 1968, graduated from Yanjing Film University, has outstanding acting skills and has participated in many works.

Not a very famous actor, at least it was the first time that Zhang Kun heard of this name. As for the works he participated in, it was not particularly popular, because although Zhang Kun did not like watching movies and TV series on weekdays, if it was really a popular movie and TV series, Zhang Kun would at least have heard of the name.

However, this is actually the reason why Zhang Kun chose him. If he is a big star, don’t recognize him at a glance.

Then, Zhang Kun chose him with another important reason, Hou Sheng was born in Taoyuan, Nanhu.

This was really an unexpected surprise, because after seeing Hou Sheng’s birth in Taoyuan, Zhang Kun suddenly remembered a question: It’s right to find someone to pretend to be Pan Weiqiang, but in addition to the similar appearance, you also need to pay attention to the accent.

Don’t find Pan Weiqiang in a while, and speaks full of Beijing accent or Cantonese vernacular, that’s all over.

"Brother Cao, I think this Hou Sheng is good." Zhang Kun said to the phone.

"Okay, Hou Sheng, right?"

"Yes, and, Brother Cao, please help me with the makeup team." Zhang Kun said.

"No problem, I guarantee you one-stop service and you will get all the costumes and props." Cao Haoran laughed.

"Thank you, Brother Cao." Zhang Kun thanked.

"Okay, I'll contact you now. See you tomorrow, Taoyuan." Cao Haoran said.

Hearing this, Zhang Kun was stunned: "Brother Cao, are you here too?"

Zhang Kun originally planned to ask Cao Haoran to give him the contact number, but he contacted Hou Sheng directly.

"Of course, this is not that our brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, so we are looking for opportunities to gather together. Secondly, I also want to see how you usually help those souls fulfill their wishes. This is rare." Cao Haoran smiled.

Zhang Kun was stunned and then nodded with a smile: "Okay, Brother Cao, see you tomorrow, Taoyuan."

He chatted with Cao Haoran for a few more words, and then hung up the phone.

Zhang Kun slowly let out a breath, then turned his head to look at the two photos of Pan Weiqiang on the big bed.

Pan Yong, since you want to take a look at your father in the last time, I will give you a father.

Although it's fake, I really can't find it.
Chapter completed!