Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

The young man's pupils shrank.

Looking at Lin Jingyu warily: "You..."

Seeing him like this, Lin Jingyu turned to look at Su Chen helplessly.

Only then did the young man notice that there was another person in the villa.

I hadn’t noticed it before.

He looked around again, moved back slightly, and then realized: something was wrong!

His hands were groping all over his body.

The clothes were still the same as before, and the congealed blood and holes on them corresponded one by one to the memories before he fainted.

But when he put his fingers into the hole in the clothes, he couldn't feel the wound at all.

Where is the wound?

The young man couldn't believe it and simply took off his clothes.

“Ah hey hey,” it was too late for Lin Jingyu to stop him. Looking at the blood-stained body, he sighed helplessly, “The gunshot wound has healed. Otherwise, with your injuries, you would have had a hard time surviving.”

"I'm from the Lin family in Cuicheng, not from Hongcheng... Well, forget it. You won't believe me even if I tell you guys from the army."

Lin Jingyu turned around and heard Su Chen speak.

"Even if you weren't exposed, you wouldn't be able to continue undercover after being shot so many times."

The young man's eyes flickered.

He knows.

He had been shot more than a dozen times before he fell into coma.

Some of the shots were fatal.

Even if he had a strong desire to survive, according to common sense, he should have died by now.

So even if I succeed in surviving.

I can't continue to go undercover either.

Because in their eyes, I am already a dead person.

but……

He can't speak.

Although the wound healed, this could have been an illusion.

right!

It must be an illusion.

Otherwise, even if the wound heals, how could there be no trace of the scar?

Since it is an illusion, there is no point in speaking about it.

He won't leak any information.

Seeing this, Lin Jingyu shook his head helplessly.

People who come out of these troops, especially those who are sent undercover, have amazing willpower and will not easily trust others.

Su Chen sighed.

He stretched out his hand and drew a mantra in the air, hitting him.

"say."

The young man heard himself speak: "This is an illusion. I can't speak."

He quickly covered his mouth.

Looking at Su Chen in disbelief.

Su Chen: "Real name."

The young man felt as if his hand was pulled away from his mouth by an invisible force.

He heard his own voice again: "Sun Zhuoran."

Oh no!

The name is exposed.

Will they follow this clue to find other people?

Will it harm other comrades?

This rotten mouth...

No, is this hallucinogenic drug so powerful?

Even he couldn't control his mouth.

"Do you want to go back to the troops, or stay in Hong Kong?"

Sun Zhuoran, who wanted to poison his throat and make it mute, said: "I don't want to do anything."

Finished.

Revealed that he was from the army.

Sun Zhuoran felt hopeless.

Su Chen nodded slowly.

"Okay then. I'll take you back to Emerald City and you can handle it yourself."

As he said this he stood up.

Lin Jingyu was surprised: "You're leaving now? You're not going to stay here for one night?"

Su Chen glanced at him with a smile.

"No, so as not to disturb your relationship with your sister-in-law."

"Remember to prepare more snacks for me. Next time I'll bring some back for Honghong and the others to try."

Lin Jingyu: "Okay."

Su Chen walked up to Sun Zhuoran, put his hand gently on his shoulder, took back the mantra talisman from his body, and carried him forward a step.

The ghost path opens.

Watching the scene in front of him transform into strong lines of color, twisting and extending, the light in Sun Zhuoran's eyes completely dimmed.

It was indeed an illusion.

Eleven o'clock at night.

Cuicheng City Bureau.

Su Chen threw Sun Zhuoran to Director Zhou.

"Gangcheng? An undercover agent from the army? Got it, Master Su. I will contact the army in Cuicheng now."

"Sorry for the trouble, Director Zhou."

Just as he was about to leave, Su Chen thought of something and turned to look at Sun Zhuoran: "You have an adopted sister at home, right?"

Sun Zhuoran: I can’t speak. I can’t speak.

No more information can be revealed.

This time he got what he wanted.

Didn't say anything.

Is it that the effect of the hallucinogenic drug has worn off?

Or did my willpower overcome the effects of the medicine?

Su Chen: "Go home, be careful she may drug you and crawl into bed with you, leaving you as the scapegoat."

Sun Zhuoran was stunned: "...Ah?"

no.

Shouldn't I ask my sister's name and workplace so that I can further infer my identity?

Drugged and slept with? A scapegoat?

What the hell are these?

Sun Zhuoran frowned.

Are the interrogators so unprofessional?

Or, confuse yourself?

Yes, definitely confusing yourself.

Su Chen looked at him deeply and shook his head.

Anyway, the person was saved.

How he can’t tell reality from illusion next is his business.

Let Director Zhou and the others have a headache.

Su Chen went to Longshan to check on Xi Meng.

The latter was not in the cave.

Lying on the tree trunk with right leg dangling.

Seeing Su Chen coming, he just raised his eyelids lazily.

Su Chen injected some merit into her body, and she sat up in surprise.

He carefully checked Su Chen's condition and stared.

"Your golden light... is brighter than before."

"You're just giving me this little. That's a bit stingy."

Su Chen: "If you don't want it, give it back to me."

"You wish."

In good condition.

Su Chen returned to the villa with peace of mind.

Just as I was about to wash up, I noticed a gray shadow in the corner.

"Cat ghost?"

The cat ghost changed his previous tattered clothes and wore brand new clothes. The bag was also new, without any mending, but the stitching was a little uneven.

He walked along the corner of the wall and came to Su Chen.

"What happened at the orphanage?"

The cat ghost nodded.

He told the story again.

It turned out that the caregivers in the orphanage felt that the weather was good a few days ago, so they took the older children in the orphanage to the wild to pick Qingming grass to make green rice dumplings.

When he came back, he saw an old man behind a child.

Appearing in broad daylight.

"Can't the nurses see it?"

The cat ghost nodded.

"Children can see it."

"He likes to play games with kids, and asks them to give him gifts if they lose."

Cat Ghost said with grievance: "They gave him all the food for the past two days."

Su Chen laughed.

The cat ghost is really petty.

It's just some food.

"Did he find you?"

The cat ghost nodded.

"You came to me to drive him away?"

Cat Ghost: "He is very dangerous. He must have other purposes for playing games."

Su Chen shook his head helplessly.

"Come on, I'll go with you to take a look."

Su Chen is familiar with the orphanage.

When he appeared in the yard, he saw the old man sitting on the swing in the yard under the moonlight.

Not a ghost.

It should be some mountain spirit or monster.

The aura on his body was consistent, leaving only a radiating black hole on the chest.

Upon discovering Su Chen and the Cat Ghost, the old man was stunned and joked, "Oh, you're looking for help?"

"You just lost to me in a game, is that a big deal?"

The cat ghost was so angry that he put his hands on his waist and stamped his feet: "I didn't lose."

"You are so tall, and you want to compete with me in long jump? You, you are cheating."

"How is this cheating? You are just being a rogue."

Su Chen: “…”

He cleared his throat, finally getting their attention, then smiled and nodded at the old man.

"You like these kids?"

"It's soft, who doesn't like it?" The old man sighed, "I used to have many godchildren. When they were little, they would play with me and give me gifts during festivals."

As he spoke, his eyes dimmed.

"It's been a long time since any child came to ask me to be their godmother."

Su Chen: "...godmother?"