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Chapter 411 The Uncle With Amnesia

Zhong Qingxue took out her mobile phone and sent Zhong Qingyu a message in front of Xia Le'an: "How about long snacks? I know you like the clothes that Lanlan made for you, but this evening, even though you're wearing a Pajamas, however, can still be seen."

"Hee hee... Doesn't it look good?"

Zhong Qingyu returned a smiling face almost instantly, and Zhong Qingxue also returned a smiling face: "It's pretty good, not bad."

Putting away the phone, Zhong Qingxue looked up at Xia Le'an and smiled: "Have you thought about how to fool me?"

"Fudge? How to fudge, I don't know what you are talking about, I really don't know."

"Hmph... Let's talk, do you want to sleep in the living room, or do you want to..."

Zhong Qingxue moved closer to Xia Le'an's ear: "Bite...Hurry up, tell the truth."

"Actually, I just want to get revenge."

Xia Le'an had an innocent expression: "Whoever made this girl, Qingyu, talk nonsense every day, has brought Le Mei into trouble, and I'm too embarrassed to say so, so..."

"Well, for the sake of telling the truth."

Zhong Qingxue stepped forward and kissed Xia Le'an lightly on the lips: "Actually, I know."

Zhong Qingxue flipped through the chat records with Zhong Qingyu. On it were three pictures sent by Zhong Qingyu. The contents in the pictures were the three clothes that Xia Le'an made for her, accompanied by Zhong Qingyu's words.

"Sister, find a chance to teach my brother-in-law a lesson. Damn, you actually made me this kind of clothes. How dare I wear them. Hmph... beat him, and beat him for me too."

Alright you guys, the two sisters have learned to unite and tease me.

Xia Le'an held up her sleeves with both hands, and was about to pat a certain part of Zhong Qingxue when a voice came from behind her.

"Who are you? Where is this, who am I, and why am I here?"

Hearing this sentence, Xia Le'an and Zhong Qingxue looked at each other at the same time. They both knew the effect of hangover pills. No matter how drunk they were, they could become sober. The difference is that the time needed is longer or shorter. , there will be absolutely no confusion of thoughts after waking up.

"Shouldn't it be..."

Zhong Qingxue looked at Xia Le'an nervously, Xia Le'an patted Zhong Qingxue on the shoulder, turned her head and said to the uncle: "We were on the way home, and I saw you talking to yourself while hugging a tree after drinking too much, I was a little worried, So I'm waiting here for you to wake up, where do you live, I'll help you call a car to take you back."

"Home? Where is my home? Where is my home?"

The uncle looked at Xia Le'an blankly, and then looked around: "Where is this place? Why am I here, who am I?"

The three fatal questions of philosophy!

Xia Le'an rolled her eyes at Zhong Qingxue, Zhong Qingxue understood, "I've already told Gingko, she's coming now."

"Ah."

Xia Le'an stopped talking, her expression became serious.

Amnesia can be divided into long-term amnesia and short-term amnesia. Xia Le'an has already seen it with advanced deduction just now. This uncle has short-term amnesia.

A person with amnesia is unlikely to drink so much alcohol by himself.

It is very likely that when he was drinking with others, what he ate or experienced, he suffered a relatively large stimulus, and was emotionally excited for a while, either too happy or too sad, thinking for the sake of safety , I blocked the memory for a short time.

Xia Le'an finally knew why this uncle didn't have any missions.

How can a person who doesn't even know who he is or what his name is?
Want to get back your memory?
For a person with amnesia, there is no such concept at all.

Half an hour later, Ginkgo, who was wearing a police uniform, drove over in a police car. Facing Xia Le'an's curious eyes, he first explained: "It's my turn to be on duty today. I just finished a small case of drunkenness. He is the one you said Yes, someone with amnesia?"

Ginkgo looked at the uncle curiously, and asked a few words routinely, but the uncle either shook his head or didn't know.

Gingko looked back at Xia Le'an and the two solemnly: "It doesn't look like a fake, I'll have someone check it out."

Ginkgo took out her mobile phone and took a frontal photo of the uncle, and sent it to a colleague: "Wait a little bit, it will be ready soon."

Ginkgo asked Xia Le'an and Zhong Qingxue in detail how they found out about Uncle and what happened afterwards.

After speaking, Ginkgo's colleagues also sent over the uncle's information.

The owner of a local architectural design company in City A, his family reported to the police three days ago that he was missing, and there has been no news of him since.

"Missing!"

Xia Le'an popped out the words, and looked back at the uncle, Zhong Qingxue suddenly had a little joy: "I have found the missing person, Officer Yin, please remember to send me a certificate later."

"!"

Ginkgo rolled her eyes, and looked at Xia Le'an speechlessly: "You have compared yourself to the elementary school students of death, and I'll just call you out of the case from now on."

"Abscond?"

Zhong Qingxue blinked curiously: "What do you mean?"

"Wherever you go, there is no case."

Gingko cast her cold eyes: "Go back, him, I'll take him back to the bureau, maybe it's another... oh..."

Ginkgo sighed softly, shook her head and pulled the uncle into the police car, stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

"She seems to have something to say."

Zhong Qingxue looked at Xia Le'an, and Xia Le'an's eyes darkened: "Since she doesn't want to talk, then let's stop asking."

"But, don't you feel curious? Don't you really have the slightest idea in your heart to ask clearly?"

Zhong Qingxue raised her thumb and gestured with her index finger: "Don't you have a little bit of curiosity?"

"No, because I don't want to be a cat."

Xia Le'an dragged Zhong Qingxue, who was a little unhappy, back: "Go back and rest, since Ginkgo doesn't say anything, it means it's not good for us to know, then it's better not to ask more, if she can say it, she will naturally say it of."

"But...but..."

Zhong Qingxue wanted to say something more, but after seeing Xia Le'an's serious side face, her tone gradually became lighter: "Well, don't ask."

Two days later, Ginkgo walked into Xia Le'an's store after a long absence, her eyes swept over Zhong Qingxue, and stopped on Xia Le'an with extreme displeasure: "I need your help."

"Think of a way to restore his memory?"

Xia Le'an asked with a smile, Ginkgo closed his eyes and nodded his head: "Yes, he can't remember anything at all. His family only said that he left the house five days ago, and there was no news after that. They searched for 24 hours Still no leads, reported the case four days ago.

In the past four days, we checked all the surveillance cameras in City A. Of course, due to the large number, there was no way to do it manually, so we used the program to search, but there was no information at all.The use of his mobile phone call records and all other software was also stopped five days ago, and all bank cards, credit cards, and other things used and places he visited were also stopped five days ago. "

(End of this chapter)