Xia Jinqi didn't say anything more, but continued to look up and admire the huge Ferris wheel in front of him.

This Yan Jun, I didn't expect it to be quite romantic......

——

Yan Jun arranged for someone to take Wen Qing away secretly.

Although Lu Yiming has a lot of eyeliner, Yan Jun has more means.

If he wants to quietly transfer a person, he has a way.

On the outskirts of the city, in a remote old house.

Wen Qing was still in a coma, and Ben, who had just gotten off the plane, rushed over directly as soon as he received the news from Yan Jun.

"What's going on? Why did she suddenly run back? Ben still feels incredible, how could Wen Qing suddenly return to Rao Cheng without informing him, "We had an academic seminar this week, and I invited her to be a guest, and she agreed. ”

Ben talked about what he knew, and followed Yan Jun to see Wenqing.

"She didn't contact me when she came back, she showed up at an auction last night and woke up with amnesia." Yan Jun succinctly recounted the experience of encountering Wen Qing, as well as her intention to kill Xia Jinqi this afternoon, but she pretended not to know anything afterwards.

Ben's brow furrowed as he listened, and he put down his bag to see the warmth of falling asleep in bed.

After checking her heartbeat, temperature, and pupils, and seeing that everything was normal, Ben looked at her hands again.

There were some dried blood stains on the nails, not much, but it was enough to prove that Yan Jun said that she was trying to kill people, and it was true.

"Does she have a salute on her? Or what drug?? Ben initially suspected that she might have been on drugs and causing her insanity.

But Yan Jun shook his head, "No." ”

When Wen Qing was sent back by the auction house, he had nothing to do with it, and was only wearing a tulle skirt.

The rest, there will be no more.

It is the rule of the auction house that the origin of the goods is never revealed, and there are no records that can be checked.

Ben continued to look through the warm arms, behind the ears, behind the knees, and found no suspicious pinholes.

"You say, her memories are only stuck in a few years ago?" Ben asked again.

"Yes."

"That's strange, even if you take drugs and inject them, you can't achieve strict control over where amnesia begins." Ben frowned, a cloud of doubt in his blue eyes, "Unless it's hypnosis." ”

Hypnosis again.

"Can you untie it?" Yan Jun glanced at the warmth lying on the bed, and his expression was solemn.

If someone deliberately hypnotized Wen Qing, not to let her kill herself, but to kill Xia Jinqi?

Could it be that Lu Yiming did it?

"We'll have to wait until she wakes up." Ben wasn't sure if he would be able to unravel the hypnosis.

He didn't know exactly what the specific symptoms of warmth were.

It is necessary to rule out that it is not a pathological cause of neurosis before hypnotherapy can be considered.

As soon as Ben finished speaking, the warmth that had been sleeping woke up faintly.

When she opened her eyes, she stared at the ceiling with a somewhat dull expression, wooden like a doll.

Ben noticed this detail and was already chuckling in his heart.

When normal people wake up, they are very lazy and dazed.

Because the brain has just been awakened at that time, a lot of sensory information has not yet been fully received, so the response is a little sluggish.

But the moment Wen Qing obviously woke up just now, he carried some kind of instruction.

It was as if something was waking her up, or rather, the moment she woke up, she was controlled by some kind of command.