"Name: Wang Ming... The cause of death was massive intracranial hemorrhage..."Looking at his death file, Wang Mingyu took a deep breath: "Is my head caught by the door, how can I drink and drive..."

"Relatives signed..."Wang Mingyu struggled to recognize the name "Wu Xiafen" - it should be a woman, not a mother's name, right?

"Speaking of..."Wang Mingyu put the case materials back on the cabinet, vaguely remembering that he had attended a memorial service, which seemed to be Wang Ming's memorial service. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 It seems that I have seen a few people at the memorial service, but I can only remember their appearances but cannot recall their intersection with my own life.

"Did you find something?"

Wang Mingyu walked out of the hospital and dialed Xue Ling's phone.

"I'm sorry to wake you up again, but I suddenly remembered, did we go to my memorial service together?"

"Yes..."Xue Ling on the other end of the phone nodded: "There is such a thing, but I left after I came to find you, and I don't remember anything, but..."

"What?"

"There's a guy named Luke," Xue Ling took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat: "It looks like it's your former friend or colleague, I stayed there for less than ten minutes, and he came over and asked for my WeChat." ”

"Can you help me get him out..."

In less than half an hour, Wang Mingyu invited Luke to a café.

"Hello Mr. Lu," Wang Mingyu took the initiative to stand up and shake his hand: "Look up for a long time." ”

"Hello..."Luke stretched out his right hand suspiciously, and looked around: "What about Xue Ling, didn't she ask me out?"

"I'm sorry, Xue Ling has something, I'm her friend, I'm here to understand some things for her. ”

"Hmph," Luco sat down on the couch as he seemed very unhappy, and snorted angrily, "What's the matter?" to tell you I'm busy. ”

"Excuse me, sir, do you know a person named Wang Ming?"

"Acquaintance," Lu Ke crossed Erlang's legs and glanced at Wang Mingyu: "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask you about this person, are you his friend?"

"Friend, how could I be friends with this stupid X?" Luke seemed to be surprised, and a big stone fell in Wang Mingyu's heart - it seemed that he was not friends with this rude kid before, so he could rest assured.

"Then you are..."

"Before, we were colleagues, and we were both headhunters," Luco looked at his watch while shaking his legs, "As a result, this person died drunk driving, do you have anything else to ask?"

"May I ask the name of your company..."Wang Mingyu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart - most likely this grandson was a mortal enemy with himself before, and the truth used witchcraft to punish him. But for now, it's more important to find your previous information, and teach him a lesson the next time we meet.

In a blink of an eye, it was already afternoon, and Wang Mingyu finally found more detailed information about himself in the human resources department of the company before his death.

"Because of congenital heart disease, I was abandoned by my parents since I was a child..."Wang Mingyu looked at the information with a dejected face: "Raised by my aunt and joined in 2008... Excellent performance," this is not bad, Wang Mingyu nodded with satisfaction: "Emergency contacts Wu Xiafen, Meng Xiaochuan..."

"Wu Xiafen should be my aunt..."Wang Mingyu picked his head: "But who is Meng Xiaochuan, it sounds like a man's name, shouldn't it..."

"That's not right..."Wang Mingyu closed the information book in a tangled way: "I heard what Xue Mei said, this hobby will not change, the yang world likes men, and when you go to the underworld, you will like men." I obviously like women..."Wang Mingyu was entangled for a while, but he still took out his mobile phone and entered Meng Xiaochuan's number: "It should be a good brother..."

After several twists and turns, Wang Mingyu finally asked Meng Xiaochuan out and asked some more detailed information about his past.

"But... Why do you have amnesia?" Meng Xiaochuan had seen Wang Mingyu at the funeral, so he was not wary, but heard that Wang Mingyu specially asked him to learn about Wang Ming's previous affairs because of amnesia, and he was very cooperative.

"Don't say it..."Wang Mingyu waved his hand: "I'm sick, I've recovered well recently, but I still can't remember a lot of things." ”

"It's been a few months..."Meng Xiaochuan leaned on the rattan chair in the teahouse sadly, and unconsciously picked the rattan chair with his right hand: "You still care about him so much, it seems that the relationship is really good, why have you never heard him say it?"

"Brother Ming is too busy, it's not too good, you are his best friend. Wang Mingyu waved his hand, and Meng Xiaochuan said all the things he could remember about Wang Ming, according to his words, this was also a way of recalling.

"No way," Meng Xiaochuan smiled helplessly: "Life has to go on after all, I hope this kid is all right on it, you wait for me to answer the phone." After speaking, he rummaged through his mobile phone in his bag, and Wang Mingyu on the other side wanted to say that he was really good on it, but he was a little lonely.

"Hello," Meng Xiaochuan sat directly on the rattan chair and answered the phone: "I'm Meng Xiaochuan, what's the matter?"

"What are you talking about!" I don't know what kind of news came from Meng Xiaochuan's phone on the other side, Meng Xiaochuan sat up from the rattan chair, instantly realized his gaffe again, and lowered his voice: "You... Do you make it clear?"

"Impossible," he shook his head, "I don't believe in any ghosts. ”

"Huh?" Wang Mingyu raised his head curiously when he heard this.

"Okay, okay, I'll come and see, don't ask any Taoist priests or anything like that, these people don't succeed enough and lose more than anything. ”

"I'm sorry..."Meng Xiaochuan got up and took out his wallet with an apologetic face: "Something happened at my wife's house, I have to go over immediately, let's go out for a drink another day." ”

"Well, you don't care if you pay the bill," Wang Mingyu also stood up: "But what kind of ghost did you just say?"

"Hey," Meng Xiaochuan shrugged helplessly: "My wife, her grandmother in her nineties, has been paralyzed in bed for five years, and today she suddenly said that she was singing and dancing at home, and she was still reading words that she didn't know where, and the neighbors thought that she had provoked some ghosts, and I felt that it was evil." ”

"Oh..."

"Anyway, I don't believe it," Meng Xiaochuan put the suit on his arm and waved his hand at Wang Mingyu: "I have to go and see, my mother-in-law and my father-in-law have to invite a Taoist priest if they don't agree with each other, it's really no way, friends, we'll see you another day." ”

"It's better to..."Wang Mingyu stopped Meng Xiaochuan, who was about to leave, "It's nothing, I mean, I know a lot about this, I know what the Taoist priest knows, and I know what the Taoist priest doesn't know..."

"Huh?"

Looking at Meng Xiaochuan looking at himself suspiciously, Wang Mingyu muttered in his heart - is he too full of bulls, and this Meng Xiaochuan is an atheist at first glance, and he will not be disgusted if he talks about this after only meeting twice.

"That's okay!" Meng Xiaochuan nodded solemnly: "Then you follow me to her grandmother's house to have a look, after all, Wang Ming's friends are more at ease than those Taoist priests no matter what they say." ”

"Okay..."Wang Mingyu flashed a trace of uneasiness in his heart: It's good that this is a monster making trouble, after all, it is still within the scope of his business, and it will be very embarrassing if it is a medical problem.