So is it possible that the person had plastic surgery in the later stage?

Is it intentionally made it the same as Professor Sun?

This assumption is also not realistic.

Gu Yun had close contact with the man. His face was so natural. Whether it was the outline of his facial features or the folds of his skin, they were naturally impeccable and had no trace of plastic surgery.

Gu Yun has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and he has seen at least hundreds of thousands of plastic surgery workers. He has even been a plastic surgery doctor for three lifetimes. How could he not even tell whether the other person's face has been moved or not?

After excluding these two options, Gu Yun could no longer find the third explanation.

Unless Professor Sun has a twin brother or brother, who looks very similar, and his younger brother or brother has never had an identity since childhood...

The probability is really too low. On the one hand, Professor Sun only has three sisters in the information and no brother or younger brother. On the other hand, who would be willing to live for more than 60 years without a status? What to do?

Could it be that someone had planned to give Professor Sun a full substitute more than 60 years ago? Not to mention whether it was possible to start planning more than 60 years ago. Even if this bureau was set up, now that Professor Sun died, the layout person should find a way to keep the funeral secretly and let that person take over. Why do you need to announce Professor Sun's death so much? In this way, this bureau is no longer a blank cloth?

Can't figure it out.

Just then, the phone rang. Gu Yun looked at his cell phone and it was Zhou Da who called him.

On the phone, Zhou Da spoke in a humble and pleasing laughter.

"Hahaha... Brother Gu, what, are you busy?"

Zhou Da couldn't help but be humble because he was surrounded by a group of people, with a dark face, a traffic light with three faces of anticipation, and more than a dozen employees in the store who had finally seen hope.

These people were pointing to Gu Yun’s secret recipe. Lao Qian wanted to continue to experience the feeling of being sought after by diners. The thing was like a D-sucking D for him and was quite addictive. Needless to say, the three people in the traffic lights were all pointing to the secret recipe to make money. As for the employees in the store, they were looking forward to the secret recipe to get their salary and earning bonuses - who doesn’t know that as long as there is a secret recipe, everyone can live a good life?

So Zhou Da was under a lot of pressure from this call, for fear that Gu Yun would refuse him again today, so the group of people in the store had to give him a day of face - that kind of face was not rolling their eyes, black faces, or something, but the kind of depressed being at all times, and after a few words, he looked at him with a look of "irritated and not fighting" and his sarcastic faces were even more uncomfortable than rolling his eyes.

Zhou Da can’t tell whether he is the boss or they are the boss now. Sometimes I think about it so fucking awkward!

When Gu Yun heard Zhou Da’s words, he understood that he had urged himself to prepare a secret recipe again. After thinking about it, since he had skipped classes today, he might as well take the time to go to the store and prepare the secret recipe.

So he said, "Okay, Brother Da, I'll come here later. Just prepare the materials."

After hearing this, Zhou Da's eyes glowed in green light, and his pores all over his body opened. He agreed excitedly, "Okay, okay, brother Gu! Don't worry, I've prepared the materials long ago. By the way, do you want me to pick you up? Wherever you are, I'll drive here!"

"No, I'm in the taxi and go to your place now."

"Oh, okay, okay, Brother Gu, thank you first."

After Zhou Da hung up the phone, more than a dozen people surrounded him and finally took back all the ears that almost stuck to his phone, and then gave him an admiration expression, and some of them grinned behind their ears.

Zhou Da suddenly felt a sense of joy and accomplishment that he was recognized by his teacher when he was a child. He was inexplicably proud and came back to his senses. Are these damn bastards bullying me?

Gu Yun hung up the phone, then said to the master, "Go to Zhushajiao", and then lay in the back seat for a short while.

Not long after, the car arrived at the Zhushajiao parking lot.

As soon as Gu Yun got off the car, he saw Cheng Dalei getting off his Mercedes-Benz C200, holding a baseball bat in his hand, looking fierce.

Feeling a little curious, Gu Yun called him.

"Da Lei, if you don't go to romance, why are you back?"

Cheng Dalei turned his head and looked at Gu Yun with some surprise, then gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Brother Gu, someone wants to fuck my sister, I want to kill the girls!"

I'm sorry?

Is there such a thing?
Chapter completed!