"So did you talk to the Authority about these things?" Lao Zhang had never heard of this kind of thing before, but he knew about memory trafficking, and knew that there were too many behaviors in the middle that had violated the rules of the Authority. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I had already filed a record when I came back from the orphanage, but there was no clue." Liu Yifeng said while eating, but he didn't say any more, he would never tell an irrelevant person about the affairs of the Bureau.

Lao Zhang also obviously entered a rare thinking, and finally he asked: "Brother, you don't even know who you are now?" What are you going to do in the future? ”

Then Liu Yifeng smiled, indeed, the problem was on himself, he thought for a while and said: "If you really want to think about it, I think you should look for your own memory." ”

Lao Zhang looked at Liu Yifeng a little surprised and said, "It seems that you have really changed a lot!" ”

"What's wrong?" Liu Yifeng was puzzled, could it be that his decision could show that he had changed a lot?

"Xiao Mu was not as active as you in the past," Lao Zhang said: "Xiao Mu used to have a five-year memory gap, and he didn't know why he sold his memory, and he didn't have the idea of recovering his memory at all, but now you are so active, your style of doing things is obviously different." ”

"It's not that serious, is it?" Liu Yifeng didn't feel that way: "It's not as simple as a five-year memory now, I've been plastic surgery now, I don't even know what I looked like, and I don't have any memory at all, I don't even know what my name is, how can I not want to look for it, besides, when I was Xiao Mu before, I knew that Xiao Mu was really dead, but I always wanted to find myself." ”

"That is in the case of clues," Lao Zhang said, "Didn't you know that you might be Liu Yifeng at that time?" There's also a big beautiful woman around, unlike now when you don't have any clues. ”

Liu Yifeng understood what Lao Zhang meant, in many cases, the surrounding factors are always forcing a person to make a different decision, and now, under the pressure of the Administration Bureau and the trafficking group, how can he do nothing?

"Lao Zhang, what do you say would you do if I were before?" Although Liu Yifeng remembered Xiao Mu's behavior style in the past three months, he couldn't seem to think of what he would do at that time.

"He! will honestly be a memory seller and wait for things to come to the door. Lao Zhang said with a smile, and then seemed to think of something, and said with a little sadness: "Although I don't have much contact with him, I know him well, he has been an orphan since he was a child, so he cherishes life very much, for him, it is better to enjoy life quietly than to struggle for a lifetime, he is a person who can no longer be realistic." ”

Hearing this, Liu Yifeng could only smile, if a person doesn't know his past and future, how can he live with peace of mind, his previous self knew that he was Xiao Mu so relieved.

Liu Yifeng and Lao Zhang chatted like this and finished eating, Liu Yifeng felt that it was a little awkward to chat with Lao Zhang like this, obviously he was the person he knew with Lao Zhang, and the person he was talking to was obviously himself, but he felt like he was talking about other people.

After eating, Liu Yifeng thought about going to Murong Wen and saying goodbye to Lao Zhang directly, Lao Zhang frowned and said: "I said, if you can't find your memories in the future, come back here, even if you don't want to be a memory seller, you can manage this restaurant with me!" Don't make so much of a fuss. ”

Hearing this, Liu Yifeng's heart was a little touched, thinking that Lao Zhang was the only one left in the memory he had now, he originally thought that there were Wu Yang and Murong Wen, but now Wu Yang has forgotten himself, and Murong Wen doesn't know if he can find it, Lao Zhang is now a close friend, but sometimes he is more like a benevolent father.

Lao Zhang is the most real person for Liu Yifeng, the only friend, Liu Yifeng has so many things, and he is alone in the case of no one can tell, it is easy for people to hold back things, so I will find Lao Zhang to talk about it today, even if I can't say all the real things in my heart, but as long as I can chat and relax, it's good.

Liu Yifeng carried a suitcase back to find his sports car, when he got into the car, he put the suitcase on the passenger seat, and did not pay attention to anything wrong, driving on the road, he inadvertently looked at the passenger seat, and found that there seemed to be a document bag under the suitcase, he was a little curious, as if he used the car yesterday, the passenger seat had nothing!

Out of curiosity, Liu Yifeng parked on the side of the road, lifted the suitcase, and saw a paper document bag on the side seat, he put down the suitcase, picked up the document bag, and found that the document bag was a bit heavy, and there was a hard thing at the bottom. Who knew that when I opened it, there was only a string of numbers on it: 667865, and there was no text at all.

Liu Yifeng was very puzzled by the meaning of this number, but when he saw that there were six numbers, his first reaction was what kind of password this could be, so he wanted to see if there was a bank card in the file bag, and he was dumbfounded when he looked into the file bag, and there was a black thing inside, and he knew that it was a pistol at a glance.

He held the snatch in his hand, a little heavy, but holding the pistol gave him a strange feeling, a sense of familiarity and reassurance, and he didn't know if it was because the boy had a soft spot for guns, or if he was a man with a gun.

Liu Yifeng pulled out the magazine with a little rustiness, the bullets in it were full, he didn't know how to rob, and it could be said that it was the first time to hold a gun, but he could see that this gun should not be a new gun, it had been used for a while.

Liu Yifeng doesn't know this pistol, in fact, this specially customized pistol, called "Black Eye", this kind of gun can be said to be rare, people who know guns know what guns are at a glance, and those who know guns also know that people who can use this kind of gun are definitely not ordinary people, this is not because this gun is a high-tech gun, nor because it is made of any special materials, at most it is just a well-made gun, it is famous only because it is manufactured to be distributed to some special people, It symbolizes an identity.

Liu Yifeng didn't understand what was going on at all? In the end, I still looked at the numbers on the letterhead, and I wondered, does this have anything to do with the pistol? However, he knew that these two things were left by the person who brought him back, and there must have been some purpose, and he was hinting at something.

667865, Liu Yifeng thought about it for a while and guessed whether this would be an address? So he turned on the navigation on the car and looked at the map of the entire Shinkong City, and he thought that if this was a hint, then it should be an address, and it was the sales group that wanted him to go to this address to do something.

After looking at the map for a few minutes, Liu Yifeng found nothing, and there were no obvious signs to associate with these numbers, and in the end he had to give up.

He felt a little whimsical when he thought about it, Xinkong City was one of the largest cities in the world, and it was not easy to find an address with a few numbers without knowing anything.

Besides, the trafficking syndicate can not be discovered under the investigation of the Memory Bureau, there must be their close contact information, and it is not too funny that you can find clues just by looking at the map like this.

Liu Yifeng couldn't think of any hints, he didn't understand what the sales group meant by this, he knew that it was mainly because he had no memory, and it seemed that if he wanted to understand this sales group, he really needed his previous memory.

Liu Yifeng couldn't think of anything, so he put the gun and letterhead back in the file bag, threw them on the passenger seat, started the car, and rushed to Murong Wen's residence.