I finally became a bottle of fake wine

Before Irene jumped into the sea, her head was hit on the top of the car, and she was also scratched by glass fragments when she broke the window with a ring. Fortunately, she still remembered to cover her head with her hands, otherwise she would have been bleeding by now. .

After falling into the water, she poked her head out in the cold and dark sea, trying to find her own direction, but when she raised her head, she saw the colorful artificial island on the opposite bank, and at the same time the huge spinning ferris wheel.

"...I'm still looking forward to asking Mr. Nakaya to go to the Ferris wheel and complete this action in the cable car..."

"...Then just make up for it next time you're on the Ferris wheel..."

I don't know why, these two sentences of dialogue suddenly appeared in my mind, and there was a person who couldn't see clearly sitting beside me.

who is it?

Such a question flashed in Irene's mind, and then she began to remember her original purpose.

Get out of this water and go to safety.

She is dangerous now.

Irene thought so, looked at the colorful Ferris wheel, and swam in that direction.

That Paradise, with its many people, is helpful in begging her stalkers.

Thinking of this, she quickly swam to the shore, and felt a little tired after climbing up the shore with all her strength, she quickly found a place and rolled herself up like a cat, closed her eyes and rested.

It wasn't until the next morning that I woke up dazedly by the rising sun.

"...Where am I...?" Irene was stabbed by the sun when she opened her eyes. She covered her upper half of her face with her hands, and then slowly opened her eyes tentatively.

She touched her cheek, then looked at the scabbed blood clot on her hand and couldn't help but frown.

Although she temporarily lost her memory, she knew very well that she could not be seen with this appearance, and could easily be taken away by the police.

However the police...

Although the impression that the police is synonymous with good people, but she instinctively better not to meet the police.

So to say……

Maybe she is a bad person?

Irene thought vaguely, then held her cheeks and laughed at herself, stood up from the resting place, raised her head and looked around until she saw the sign of the toilet and walked slowly towards it.

The place where she is now should be some kind of lively paradise, but because it is early in the park and the gate has not yet opened, there are almost no people around, which makes it convenient for her to run to the bathroom to take care of herself.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was a pale girl with long silver ponytail and sky blue eyes.

She frowned, rubbed her black eye with her cleansed hands, and quickly pulled out a black contact lens.

When I looked in the mirror, I saw my true eyes.

Different from the sky blue pupil color that I mistakenly thought, the pupil color of the other eye was almost transparent.

"...heterochromia..." The moment she saw the color in her eyes, such a term popped into her head.

She quickly put the removed contact lens back in her eye.

Although one eye color is blue and the other black is also very eye-catching, but it is slightly less likely to attract attention than the other eye color which is almost nothing.

Thinking of this, she straightened her slightly damp clothes in front of the mirror, and touched her pockets again.

A mobile phone broken into pieces, a ring with sharp corners, some coins, there is nothing else to identify other than these accidents.

She touched the ring with sharp corners thoughtfully, feeling that this little gadget was of great help to herself.

"The clothes are business clothes that can be seen every day...the body is wrinkled, and it smells a little watery..."

Irene then spread her hands and looked at her palms.

"There are no obvious calluses, but there are many small wounds on the hands...the fingers are very flexible..." She thought so, and took a look at herself in the mirror.

"...the fabric of the clothes feels good, comfortable to wear, and has no extra thread...it should belong to a relatively high-end suit...so I should be a white-collar worker?" She murmured to herself in the mirror, but she felt awkward in her heart .

"It shouldn't be right... It is impossible for white-collar workers to have so many small wounds on their hands, and they only appeared recently... So I should be a craftsman?"

The choice of fabrics can show that he is a person who is not too short of money.

"So... I should be a foreigner with a decent family background and engaged in some kind of handicraft work."

She looked at herself in the mirror and quickly came to a conclusion.

"I don't know what accident happened yesterday that caused me to fall into the water, and then I was attracted by the Ferris wheel here, so I went straight to this place..."

Wait, do ordinary craftsmen have such good physical strength, can they swim directly here from such a wide sea?

Recalling that she swam for 10 minutes without feeling strenuous last night, Irene questioned her career again in her heart.

"Now I have a lump on the back of my head, which should be caused by the impact during the accident... As a result, my memory is blank now, but I still have common sense, and I also have a certain ability to analyze... This shows that I may be just because The impact caused temporary amnesia, which will return when the lump subsides..."

She analyzed her situation very calmly, and was relieved after deducing that her amnesia was only temporary and she would regain her memory soon.

Amnesia or something like that is a disaster for a person like her who lives on memory.

When this sentence came to her mind unexpectedly, Irene frowned suddenly, wait, why did she have this idea?

She lives off her memory?

According to the analysis just now, she should be a craftsman...

It has nothing to do with memory, does it?

But she didn't dare to ignore the sudden thoughts in her mind.

Maybe she lives off her memory and handicrafts are just a hobby of hers?

Thinking of this, Erin felt uneasy again.

What jobs require memorizing for a living?Coupled with her calm mind and analytical ability, she has never panicked since she found out that she lost her memory, plus her extraordinary physical strength across the sea...

Could she be an agent of some organization? !

Thinking of her dislike towards the police, she suddenly realized that she might be...

An agent of some villain organization?

Living off memory...

So she is an intelligence investigator of a villain organization?

After crudely and directly inferring her possible identity, Irene was startled.

Wait, looking at her current state of distress, could it be that her amnesia... No, the accident she encountered yesterday was not an accident, but an amnesia caused by being injured after fighting with some organization?

But depending on the situation, she should have successfully escaped from the pursuit of the organization she was fighting with, so next time, she will come to this paradise alone...

I don't know if there will be someone from the organization she belongs to...

Emmm...

Before she retrieved her memory, she still hid in the crowd peacefully. It would be better not to let anyone find herself...

Whether it's the organization she fought against, or the organization she belongs to...

There is no need to say the former, but the latter... She is now a child with amnesia, and she can't recognize which organization she belongs to... What if she is deceived?

Before getting her memory back, she decided not to trust anyone.

Thinking of this, Irene straightened her long hair in front of the mirror, and then began to feel embarrassed.

She is a foreigner with long silver-white hair and different-colored eyes... and she looks like she has suffered a serious crime... No matter how you look at it, she is too eye-catching...

Isn't there a better way to cover yourself?

She looked at her long hair and eyes.

Better figure out a way to cover this up.

and also……

She looked at her broken cell phone.

Although the mobile phone can't be used, I don't know if the SIM card is still available...

"Suddenly it feels like there's a lot to do..."

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"Didn't you find her after one night?" On the other side, Toru Amuro, who had been up all night, stared at his subordinates with red and swollen rabbit eyes, and his voice was a bit gloomy.

A little girl who was born at night and was injured, where can she escape?

He had already arranged for people to search carefully along the coast, not to mention people, not even a hair.

"Such a conspicuous hair color, no one saw it?!" If he didn't know how capable the public security policemen under him are, he would have yelled at him early in the morning.

"Mr. Fuguya, we have searched all around here, including the surveillance video, and indeed we did not find that person... The only explanation is..." The man with glasses named Kazami Yuya also It was the public security policeman who pointed at Irene with his wooden warehouse before and pointed at the huge artificial island on the other side.

"She probably hid in the crowd."

"... Toto Aquarium?" Seeing the huge artificial island not far away, Amuro Toru's first reaction was unbelievable, but soon he came back to his senses, although he didn't know if the little girl's physical strength could support her She swam to the other side, but he had already overturned the car once, so he didn't dare to underestimate him for the second time...

According to his own physical calculations, it is not impossible to swim directly from here to the other side to enter the Dongdu Aquarium, and it is not even difficult for him.

and so……

The possibility of the little girl appearing in the Dongdu Aquarium is indeed not small.

"I see... Arrange manpower and go to Dongdu Aquarium for investigation."

"Be careful, and remember not to startle the snake."

"understand!"

"So, Mr. Fuguya, are you planning to go with us?"

Toru Amuro was about to nod when the phone rang suddenly.

He looked down at the caller ID and answered the call.

"Hey?"

"Where are you?" Belmode's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm out for a drive, why, what do you want to see me for?" Bourbon's heart skipped a beat when he heard Belmode's voice, but he still pretended to be nonchalant and teased, in exchange for the other party's soft hum.

"There is indeed something that needs you." Belmode's tone on the other end of the phone couldn't hear anything, Toru Amuro poked his eyes, and repeatedly thought about whether he had given the other party a chance to send something to himself when he was chasing Irene last night Unfavorable news, after evaluating it and finding that the other party should not have that leisure time, he still complied with Belmode's request.

According to what the other party said, I came to an abandoned warehouse in Kubado Town.

Of course, as soon as he entered the door, Gin pointed at him with a wooden warehouse.

The one who received this kind of hospitality a little earlier than him was Keel, Rena Mizumu.

"What's the situation? I came here because I heard that there is a mission that requires my help...Your hospitality doesn't look like you want my help." Raising his hands obediently, Bo Ben's heart sank, but there was not much anxiety on his face.

He knew people like Gin, and if the evidence was solid, he wouldn't have called him to some abandoned warehouse, and pointed at him with a wooden warehouse.

If there was information on Curaçao, he would have been shot in the head by Gin with a wooden barn early in the morning.

"Of course there is something that needs your help." Gin pointed at Bourbon with his love wooden warehouse, motioning for him to raise his hands and walk over to Keel.

"I need you to tell me which of the two of you is the traitor," he said, flicking the spring, looking at the expressions of the two with deep murderous intent.

"Or...you both are traitors?"

The author has something to say:

Today's double is even better~~

hhh Even if Irene loses her memory, she is still a very powerful brain tonic hhh

She has successfully figured out her own identity, gratifying to congratulate~

By the way, PAPA is really mad right now because her daughter is missing

Also, if this piece is over, hurry up and bookmark my next one~

[Theft is prohibited here]

The hand reaching for the jewel could not be opened no matter what, and the magician under the moonlight had to flee in a hurry.

[Death is prohibited here]

The bullets thrown at each other turned into painless rubber bullets, and the fight between mafia became a competitive game.

【It is forbidden to generate weirdness here】

The bunny girl with a faceless weapon holding a huge steel bar just disappeared in full view of everyone.

In Yokohama City, all the supernatural beings who still remember the disaster decades ago were whispering. They gathered in unknown streets and alleys one after another, whispering news to each other: the unspeakable person ,came back.

The king of Yokohama's underground, the leader of the port mafia, looked at the figure in front of him with a smile at this time, "You left Yokohama with many followers decades ago and disappeared, why do you suddenly want to come back now? "

The figure stared at by the other party with a malicious smile rolled his eyes angrily, "Broken love, go back to my hometown to heal my wounds."

"Oh, I'm amazed that anyone can ignore your charms."

"No way, who made my rival in love the whole country?"

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