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Taking Meng Fusheng's hand from Meng Wei's hand, Ren Yuan put his middle finger and index finger on it quite well, closed his eyes and began to call his pulse. Yu Qian didn't know the details of Ren Yuan, so he just watched him silently. And Meng Wei sneered, seeing what tricks Ren Yuan could come up with.

After a long time, Ren Yuan opened his eyes and said

"If you have a stable pulse, you are a little malnourished."

There was silence in the room for a moment.

"And then?" Meng Wei gritted his teeth and asked

"No then, in addition to that, it is very healthy, and you can rest assured that you are not pregnant." Ren Yuan withdrew his hand, ignoring Meng Wei's murderous gaze, and Chong Yuqian signaled, "Old fish, come and ask." ”

"Well, ahem." Yu Qian cleared his throat and stepped forward, looked at Meng Fusheng and paused, and asked, "I want to ask you a few questions here, can Miss Meng cooperate with us and answer them?" ”

"Well, that." Meng Fusheng didn't wait for Yu Qian to continue to speak, and took the lead in asking, "Your subordinates... Ah no, subordinates, it's not right. You call you gay, right? What about Officer Kashi? Why didn't you come today? ”

"Xiao Bai, he..." Yu Qian didn't expect Meng Fusheng to ask himself first in front of everyone, and it was such a question. Next to him, Meng Wei's face changed slightly, and Ren Yuan's table (qíng) also became subtle. Now even fools know that Meng Fusheng and Bai Tianqing had any problems before.

"I was transferred to the task force, and he was just a trainee police officer and was not drawn in. Now I'm not a colleague with Xiaobai. Yu Qian briefly brought Bai Tianqing over, not giving Meng Fusheng a chance to ask again, "We will talk about these things later, Miss Meng, can you answer me a few questions first?" ”

"Oh, okay." As soon as the words came out, Meng Fusheng also noticed that his problem was a little uncomfortable. Her father, who suddenly changed his attitude towards herself, did not put her at ease, and a large memory loss bothered her deeply. Therefore, when she saw Yu Qian, who helped her escape that night, the subconscious sense of trust and closeness made her subconsciously ask this inappropriate question.

"Then Mr. Meng, can you avoid it first?" Yu Qian turned his head to look at Meng Wei

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs." Meng Wei didn't get entangled, and happily got up (shēn) out of the room.

Meng Wei went out on the front foot, and Ren Yuan on the back foot took out the detector from his arms and measured it, and after covering the surveillance camera outside the window, he turned on the electromagnetic shielding system and put it on the head of the floating sheng (chuáng), indicating that Yu Qian had no problem.

"Miss Meng, do you remember what happened on the night of March 12, the night you were taken away by the robbers?" Yu Qian asked in a deep voice

"Is this thing reliable?" Meng Fusheng asked in a low voice, pointing to the shield on his head

"When we received the alarm and rushed to the scene, there was a skirmish with the robbers, and Xiaobai was injured in the confrontation with the gangsters, but the problem is not big and he is out of danger now. You can just say what happened next. After all, this is Meng Wei's home field, and Yu Qian is also worried about where he has neglected to leave a handle, so he bites the accent on the word "back".

"I understand..."Meng Fusheng nodded, knowing that Bai Tianqing's life was not in danger, she was also relieved, and said, "The rest of the words, then there is nothing to say, I don't remember anything." ”

"Don't you remember?" Although he had already learned some of Fusheng's memory loss information from Meng Wei at the beginning, he was still a little disappointed when he heard this, "Don't you have any impression?" ”

"Nope." Meng Fusheng said embarrassedly, "The memories in the future are like being washed, and I can't remember anything." ”

"Washed?" Ren Yuan stood aside and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you feel that the memory in the middle does not exist, or do you feel that you can't recall it?" ”

"Uh... Is there any difference? Meng Fusheng looked at Ren Yuan, who was as majestic as an iron tower on the side of (chuáng), and a little vigilance and repulsion rose in his heart, like a wild monster standing in front of him, and an indescribable sense of disgust and fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

"That is, when you wake up." Ren Yuan explained, "It's like feeling that a moment has passed, and the missing memory in the middle is like blinking." Or do you know exactly how many days you've been in a coma, but you don't remember any of them? ”

"It's... I felt like I had been dizzy for three or four days, but I couldn't remember what had happened these days like I was in the fog. But my dad told me that I had been missing for thirteen days. Meng Fusheng said cautiously: "Then what kind of situation (qíng) is this?" ”

"Is that so?" Ren Yuan lowered his eyes and pondered, as if he had thought of something (qíng).

"Then do you feel (shēn) somewhere in your body, and do you feel uncomfortable?" Yu Qian could only ask from a different angle: "For example, where is the appearance of a foreign body in the body of sensation (shēn)?" ”

"No, when I woke up, I felt a little groggy and heavy. My doctor said it was just malnutrition and low blood sugar, but now I feel better. Meng Fusheng added, "I also had a check-up at your designated hospital last night, and I heard that there is no problem." ”

Regarding this, Yu Qian also received Meng Fusheng's physical examination report in the morning. Wang Kai was personally in charge of this examination, and in addition to a few data, he had to wait for the test results, and it could basically be concluded that Meng Fusheng did not have any health problems. Yu Qian didn't expect to get any important clues when he asked.

"You're done?" Ren Yuan looked at Yu Qian, who was silent, and asked

"I don't have anything else to ask." Yu Qian said helplessly, "I can't remember what happened, and there is nothing wrong with the (shēn) body, what else can I ask?" ”

"Then I'll ask." Ren Yuan looked down at Meng Fusheng and asked seriously, "Miss Meng, can you show me the scar on your left rib?" ”

"Ah, this." Meng Fusheng's face turned red when she heard this question, not that she was embarrassed by knowing that there was a scar under her ribs, but that she was only wearing a silk pajama with suspenders under the futon at the moment. Whether it is lifted from below or faded from above, it is not different from the whole (shēn) (luǒ) is relative. Rao is her flat (rì) style is flashy, and she is not so casual in front of strangers (xìng).

"What's the inconvenience?" Ren Yuan asked curiously

Nonsense! Of course it's inconvenient! How can anyone talk like that! Meng Fusheng's heart was roaring, his face became more and more embarrassed, and he said in a slurred voice

"It's not very convenient."

"Oh, can't you take off your clothes? It's okay, I can help you. Ren Yuan took a step forward, and the frightened Meng Fusheng waved his hand again and again, "No, no, I'll do it myself." ”

"What are you doing here?" Yu Qian asked Xiang Ren Yuan, "Is that scar important?" ”

"Of course, very important." Ren Yuan said with a serious face: "Whether we return empty-handed today depends on this." ”

It's also these few (rì) who have seen too many things that subvert common sense, plus Ren Yuan hasn't done anything that conforms to common sense, and at this moment, Yu Qian didn't even think that there was anything wrong with Ren Yuan looking at this scar. Only Meng Fusheng was left to look at Yu Qian with a frightened face, and then at Ren Yuan. The two of them behaved so seriously and seriously, but it made her feel ridiculous that she was thinking too much, and subconsciously thought that she should listen to each other.

But even so, she still didn't dare to sit up directly and took off her pajamas in front of the two of them. Under Ren Yuan's gaze, he had to remove the sling from his shoulder in the quilt, and then grabbed the corner of the quilt to wrap his shoulder, lifting the side and only exposing the scarred left rib. Meng Fusheng, who had done all this, didn't have time to care if he was revealing too much, so he didn't look at Ren Yuan and asked in a trembling voice

"Well, can you, can you see it?"

"I can see it." Ren Yuan brought his face closer, reached out and pulled the edge of the silk quilt up, and the frightened Meng Fusheng almost screamed.

"Yes, if you can see it, don't drag it." The girl's voice was already a little crying.

Speaking of which, after Meng Fusheng's mother Eddie left, his private life had nothing to do with the inspection. Not counting childhood sweethearts like Li Yaozhan, it is not a few short-term (chuáng) companions, and even ridiculous things like finding ducks have been done. Meng Wei has always been unconcerned about his daughter's problems.

But at this moment, she felt a strong sense of humiliation, and although she didn't look over her head and didn't look at Ren Yuan, she could still feel two eyes like substance roaming over her skin. I don't know if it was because the other party was too close, but she even felt the breath exhaled by the other party, blowing with a rough warm dampness, which made her shiver, and her exposed skin immediately became a fine layer of goosebumps.

Soon Meng Fusheng reacted, this feeling was neither shyness nor shame, but trembling and fear bursting from the bottom of his heart. It is the kind of despair that the prey is held in the hands of the hunter and looked at, extremely resisting but unable to resist. This is not the kind of tension when facing different ** hopes, that feeling Meng Fusheng is very familiar with, and he also knows how to turn (cāo) the other party. Rather, it is the kind of panic that loses the fighting spirit when facing natural enemies, as if standing next to (chuáng) is a vicious beast that chooses people (yù) to devour.

No matter how tightly you close your eyes, you can still feel the other party's blade-like gaze, instantly cutting through all your coverings. Whether it is a thin silk quilt, or a pajama on (shēn), even the skin and bones cannot resist the prying eyes of the other party. The terrifying and sharp gaze turned out all the secrets and ** she had hidden in the depths, and exposed them to the blue sky white (rì).

Just as Meng Fusheng was suffering from the torment, Ren Yuan stretched out his finger and pinched the scar under her left rib, and the rough fingers swiped the girl's soft skin, giving Meng Fusheng the illusion that he had been overgrown with barbs and long tongues (tiǎn) by a fierce tiger. Caught off guard, he couldn't help but let out a short scream

"Ahh

"Uh, is that exaggerated?" Meng Fusheng's sudden exclamation startled Ren Yuan: "When you were in the hospital for an examination last night, didn't anyone see this scar?" ”

"No, I'm just, I'm just not prepared." Meng Fusheng relieved himself and said embarrassedly

"See what?" At this moment, Yu Qian also noticed that something seemed to be wrong, these (rì) he subconsciously stopped looking at Ren Yuan as a human being, but this does not mean that this is also the case in the eyes of others. It's just that the matter has come to this point, and if he stops it now, it will only make Meng Fusheng even more embarrassed, so he has to follow the atmosphere to remain serious, lock his eyes on Ren Yuan, and try not to look like Meng Fusheng is about to cry.

"Hmm." Ren Yuan replied noncommittally, re-covered the quilt for Meng Fusheng and said, "Rest well, don't worry about memory first, I'll come back later." ”

Then Yu Qian also comforted Meng Fusheng a few words, and the two went out of the room to say goodbye to Meng Wei, got in the car and left Meng's house.

"Well, what do you see from that scar?" Watching Meng Zhai disappear into the rearview mirror, Yu Qian couldn't help but ask

"It's indeed Meng Fusheng, the advent faction didn't drop the bag, and sent the real Meng Fusheng back." Ren Yuan said, "This also explains why she washed away her memory, but I don't understand what the other party is doing this for." ”

"Just by that scar, can you conclude that this is the real Meng Fusheng?" Yu Qianqi said, "If you really make a clone (shēn) or something, it's not difficult to make a fake scar against it, right?" ”

"Of course, it's not difficult to make a scar, but Meng Fusheng's left rib is not an ordinary scar." Ren Yuan raised his index finger and shook it, "That's a Dao Stigma." ”

Confused, Yu Qian asked

"Stigmata? What is it? ”

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