Jiang Cheng's heart jumped, this is also his idea, even if he hides from the enemy, it is not difficult to get a passport and obtain a legal residence status on the black market. The state of the black household in full makeup is not like a plan, but more like being coerced.

Looking back now, from the beginning to the present, the most frightening thing is not how suspenseful the murder case of Sheng Cheng as a suspect is, nor is it the more secret cases are involved the further you investigate, but all the historical clues she fed back are just enough to match the situation they have, and other identity information that needs to be verified is hidden by amnesia.

Coincidentally, it's like it's custom-made.

The question is, if that's the case, who made it?

***

In this moment, the makeup has been written on two pages.

She doesn't remember if she ever went to school, at least after her amnesia, she didn't experience the taste of classes and exams.

But at this time, she is quite addicted to writing, as if she is on the verge of handing in the papers, and where to settle down is all up to her. It's a feeling of tension, but exciting, and a bit of self-appreciation when playing well.

Write and scribble, and sometimes draw an arrow between the upper and lower paragraphs to reorder.

In the monitor, she seemed nonchalant, messy and disorganized.

The little policeman who was in charge of watching the surveillance was happy, "This girl has a big heart, and she dares to write without thinking about it." ”

Sun Qi looked at his newly graduated apprentice and felt a little anxious in his heart. What to see is a taboo in handling cases.

He turned his gaze back to the screen and suddenly gasped, "Go back and print out the part she just erased." ”

He didn't expect that after so many years, he would see this name again.

***

"What's wrong, Master?" The little policeman handed over the printer paper and saw Sun Qi stunned in place, not reaching out to take it.

Sun Qi reacted, took the paper, only glanced at it, and his body shook imperceptibly, "Mao Ge", it was really him.

It's been ten years, how many decades are there in your life?

Sun Qi suppressed the agitation in his chest, stabilized his emotions, and began to look at the lines of makeup that had been painted off:

"He called himself Mao Ge, and before he came to the door, he made a phone call, saying that he was an old friend of mine and wanted to talk about the past. Of course, I wanted to know what had happened, so I told him the address and met over the weekend. After the meeting, he said that he had a batch of live animals in his hands, negotiated a buyer, and wanted to ship them to a hospital in Cambodia for surgery, and hoped that I would provide him with the transportation line. ”

"When I asked him what kind of living being he was, he laughed and said I was pretending to be innocent. It wasn't until I told him he had amnesia that he stopped laughing and said I was playing with him. I said I'll let you come to the door and joke with you again, is it to tease you when you're full? ”

"Then he stared at me for a long time, his face was bruised, and he struggled for a while before he said, 'Living organs.'"

"I pondered for a long time before I realized, aren't living organs just human! If the pigs were alive, they would not have gone to Cambodia for surgery. ”

"Don't say I have amnesia, even if I don't have amnesia, I don't dare to do this kind of thing. Of course I refused, and told him righteously, don't look at my amnesia and want to take advantage of the danger of others to break the law, no matter how he knows that I have amnesia, don't appear in front of me again. He spoke ugly and greasy, saying that it was all on the same road, and I was already a bitch and thinking that I would build a torii, and I would be punished, and he would wait and see. ”

"The incident of Koharu happened a week later, so I believe that this is a punishment contract, and I was punished because I violated the 'contract' that he agreed to."