Himemoto's interpretation

"Twice? Impossible to forget?"

Lin's exaggerated tone betrayed her non-native Chinese accent.

"Who is Yang Hongzhu?"

Seeing contempt on the face of this messy, curly haired, overly white technical foreign aid who gave the impression that he was an undeveloped child in other aspects, Xingqi felt guilty.

Lin asked emphatically in English: "Are you serious?"

"Big, probably..."

Lin threw away the saury pillow, sat down cross-legged, with the black keyboard lying across his lap, crossed his hands and stretched with the palms facing outwards, and there was a series of crisp sounds at the joints.

When the fingers fell back to the keyboard, Lin's entire aura changed.

just like--

Diana takes off her trench coat; Elsa walks out of the room;

Feilong and Ji Daniel met on the moon. (Note)

Keyboard man!

Oh no, tech man!

... Forget Pippi Shrimp, let's go.

Xingqi touched her nose.

The monitoring screen was thrown to another screen, a green grid appeared on the gray background of the main screen, and a string of garbled characters composed of letters, symbols and numbers appeared in the input box in the center.

"What is this?" Xingqi asked.

"Keyword index," Lin Mu didn't look sideways, "The translation is: x month x day, Friday, the villa; client: Su Peiwen, also known as: Sister Su."

"Searching" flashed on the screen for a few seconds, and the progress bar below jumped from 0% to 100%.

As usual, it is an all-round camera from three different angles on the front.

The detective in the white formal suit was heroic, slightly lowered his head and looked at a large gray doll-like creature opposite him that could not be seen.

The head of the unknown creature—that lump of dark fluffy filaments can be regarded as the head—has been mosaiced with large squares.

Just looking at the static picture, Lin couldn't help laughing, scratched his hair and coughed lightly.

Xingqi pretended not to see anything.

"You are very good-looking, with flat chest, long legs and a lot of hair. You are the ideal type in my mind..."

The sound has been electronically processed so that the original timbre cannot be heard.

Xingqi felt a little distressed, first the detective, and then the unknown creature who confessed to her face.

What a mess, but the chest is particularly flat...

"The detective will pick him up and beat him up..." She covered her eyes.

"Hmph." A sneer came from beside her, Xingqi turned her head to look, Lin's side face was shrouded in a cold light by the screen, uncharacteristically... sinister?

"Look at the screen."

Lin tapped the keyboard a few times.

The progress bar backs up, and the "parsing" prompt is displayed in the top center.

The rough mosaic of the head of the unknown creature is further refined from large squares to small squares.

Lin Gaogao raised his hand, and lightly landed on the space bar, his eerie laughter was somewhere between a villain's success and extreme sympathy - Xing Qi wondered if it was because today was so chaotic that her mind was also particularly chaotic, so As for the rhetorical level is abnormal.

But the performance of this technical foreign aid for a few minutes before and after is so colorful.

I'm pressing the space bar.

"You especially—"

Thunderbolt.

Five thunderstorms hit the top.

Public execution.

No place to be self-contained.

"I'm proud to only think about it twice a day, but I think about my wife more than a dozen times a day." Lin was proud of winning the competition, and returned the expression "Areyoufxxingkidingme" to Xingqi intact, "You still say you won't forget?"

Xingqi pretended to be immersed in the shock and panic of "my amnesia is so serious", maintaining a dull expression.

Actually thinking "This unknown creature is really me"?

Why did the reverse slap come so fast?

She was silent for too long, Lin saw enough and laughed enough, rubbed her belly, seeing that Xingqi was still motionless, he became nervous and poked her with a saury pillow.

"rabbit?"

Xingqi turned her head slowly, looked past Lin Curly, stared at the setting sun outside the window expressionlessly, and really wanted to perform jumping off the building on the spot.Then I remembered that this was the 35th floor, and I might not be able to collect all the corpses if I jumped down, so I gave up resentfully.

Looking back at Lin who was wrinkling her face, Xingqi regretted not letting go.

Although Curly Lin, whose pseudonym is Xu Shilin, is a multi-functional foreign aid for detectives, he is essentially a cowardly dead house who leaves the apartment building even if he runs away from home.

The price of top-notch professional ability is that he is extremely weak in dealing with the world, and is often manipulated by detectives for various reasons that cannot be further investigated.

"Wife! The rabbit is stupid!" Lin dragged out his cry and ran out in a panic.

If this coward finds out that he is pretending, will he be expelled from the 935 movie viewing meeting?

Xingqi thought endlessly.

Just as she was thinking about what expression to use to recover her senses, Mrs. Lin who heard the sound hugged Curly and stroked her back comfortingly, "You underestimate Assistant Rabbit, she is not so easy Scared, she's just a little embarrassed, right?"

As soon as her tender eyes fell on Xingqi, she immediately sank like a cold pool.

"what?"

Mrs. Lin played a video.

It is the clip of Xingqi jumping down from the fourth floor.

Shouting "Leap of Faith!", Lin Jiujiu was speechless, "Is this a rabbit?"

"The stolen video, I just received it." Mrs. Lin said, "Jum, you go and clean it up, this video is not suitable for wide spread. I will chat with the rabbit for a while."

When Curly came out, he stared fiercely at Xingqi, "Scheming rabbit!"

Xingqi sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, it's really embarrassing."

"No need, there are many similar videos. Xiaoxia and her have been cooperating for a long time, and many of the previous video materials were archived by her."

Mrs. Lin repaired the knife with a pleasant face, and watched Curly enter another room, her soft eyes sharpened instantly.

Xingqi stared uncomfortably at Saury.

Leaving the keyboard and returning to reality, Curly Lin is a level 1 weak chicken who can't get out of Xinshou Village, and Mrs. Lin is a level 500 elite who calls the wind and rain.

Xingqi even felt that she was on par with detectives.

Just fear, not to the point of fear.

Because it is possible, there are detectives behind her.

Mrs. Lin got straight to the point: "You can see for yourself that you have changed a lot compared to that time."

Xingqi was surprised by her straightforwardness, "Yes."

She couldn't recognize herself in the mosaic. Looking at the date, it was less than half a year away from the present.

"How far back do your most recent memories go?"

Time, memory, both are the starting point of nowhere, Xingqi thought for a while, then shook her head uncertainly.

The existence of memory is invisible and intangible, and it often loses its accurate positioning due to objective factors.

There is no specific scale reference, and the time can only be judged roughly based on some objective factors such as weather and season, and the error is very large.

"What's your earliest impression of Xiaoxia? When did you start?"

"Xiaoxia..." Xingqi murmured this strange address again.

Mrs. Lin was keenly aware of this, replaced "Xiao Xia" with "detective" and asked repeatedly.

My earliest memory of the detective——

"This is not allowed, and that is not allowed."

Mrs. Lin asked: "Is it based on written memory, or are there specific examples to prove it?"

"The detective never gave me this or that."

Xingqi replied very quietly, because two lines of words written in the memo on the mobile phone came to mind.

——A detective has two inaccuracies, neither this nor that.

"Where's Lin?" Mrs. Lin pressed her every step of the way, "Can you describe the scene when you first met her?"

Xingqi scratched behind her ear, resisting the pain that spread wantonly in a certain part of her brain.

Mrs. Lin's previous unhappiness from being frightened by her curly hair faded away, and she regained her composure, waiting patiently for an answer.

On the contrary, Xingqi became more and more irritable.

She remembered many things about Lin, but Mrs. Lin's question was very clear, asking her to describe the scene and situation when she saw Lin for the first time, rather than a conceptual text memory.

What is Mrs. Lin's background?

Isn't she an actress?

How to be more aggressive than a detective.

……

Why aren't the chicken and ribs cooked yet?

His wandering eyes suddenly landed on the cat shelf opposite the kitchen, on which lay a black curly cat with four paws on the snow, met Xingqi's gaze, and the black cat meowed twice.

"what."

I remembered.

"Years ago," Xingqi pointed at the cat excitedly, "Third floor! Pudding! Yellow pudding! Lin is wearing a panda hat!"

Not only that, but she also remembered a series of coherent scenes before and after.

"I remember!" Xingqi's eyes were red, and tears blurred her vision uncontrollably.

I remember that the detective asked her to take pictures in the shed area, and I remembered that the detective called her a bitch afterward, and I remembered that she bit the detective because of it.

She didn't know how to describe the joy of regaining the lost memory.

No one will understand.

In just a few hours, the amnesia that she herself had forgotten was put on the table naked|naked|naked, and the memorandum memory method was exposed by the detective in public.

That's right, she has been relying on the memorandum to record things since I don't know when, and once something happens, she will find the opportunity to record it in the memo as soon as possible.

Maybe at the beginning, she would write in the memo: Be careful, don't have too much contact with outsiders, don't be discovered by others.

However, when the memory of the memo that replaced the natural memory of the brain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the habit became natural, and gradually, she no longer felt that there was anything wrong with it.

Everyone has their own flaws, as well as unknown secrets.

But whether it is incomplete or secret, no one will care about it except yourself.

It's a chaotic yet lucid self-analysis.

What is chaotic is that all kinds of emotions are intertwined, and some negative emotions that are too late to play a role are met by the ensuing joy, causing chaos.Like a child detective who is unpredictable, he doesn't know whether he will be surprised or frightened in the next moment.

Hearing Mr. Tan say that the brain was damaged, she still felt indifferent.

Hearing the detective explaining the memorandum memory, she was also secretly happy that the long-standing shackles were finally untied, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Untie does not mean put down.

The amnesia that doesn't know when it will attack still exists. Even if she swears that she won't forget, people will laugh at you and say, are you serious, and then slap her face with the facts.

What is clear is that she has grasped the key point, even if it is known, it is not so bad.

"Ding--"

There was a sound in the kitchen to signal the end of the steaming.

"Don't move, I'll come!"

Looking at Lin who was running towards the kitchen, Mrs. Lin stretched her eyebrows and said casually, "Xiao Xia underestimated you too."

"Ang?" Xingqi was stunned, wanting to ask her why she said that.

But she remembered one thing, and blurted out, "Mr. Xu, why did the detective go to Donghai a while ago?"

Mrs. Lin said bluntly, "I don't know."

"Uh……"

"Xiao Xia doesn't let us know everything, and we can't always pay attention to Xiao Xia." Mrs. Lin said, "But—"

"what?"

Mrs. Lin kept her eyes on Lin, "Did you know that Lin was pestered by a crazy woman at that time, and it was Xiaoxia who helped solve it?"

Xing Qixin said: Should I know?

Mrs. Lin didn't care about her reaction, "Xiaoxia simply moved to the community to solve this problem, so as to avoid that person or the other party causing trouble again one day."

Xingqi didn't understand what this had to do with the detective's trip to the East China Sea. It sounded like she was showing off how much the detective had done for Curly.

Itchy teeth.

Also sour.

"Xiao Xia has a habit that she may not know about. Sometimes she overprotects the people she values ​​most. The way to protect her is to keep them by her side so that she can see them at any time."

The deep meaning in these words was so tortuous that Xingqi didn't even think about it before going to bed.

She took her blanket and pillow from the detective's closet, turned around to the sofa, and laid it on the bed.

The detective frowned and asked, "Are you sleeping in bed?"

"Ah."

"Didn't you sleep on the sofa two days ago?"

"That's because I'm afraid I'll bite you when I fall asleep at night."

"Aren't you afraid now?"

"You like to be bitten by me, don't you?"

"..."

"I remembered?"

"A little bit."

"Ah."

"Good night, detective."

"Good night, Xingqi."

The author has something to say: I specially noted the 40mm nail clippers, which were commented on as bloody abuse.

I dare not take out a 40-meter-long paper knife (x

Wenji's setting is relaxed, so it shouldn't be abusive.

The author is also a sugar addict.

Note:

There may be a street fight in the Wonder Woman movie, and the scene where Diana, who is new to the world, blocks a bullet?

Elsa is the queen of Frozen.

Feilong is a character in "Base and Earth", a Solari with the ability to manipulate energy. He is very capable, but he has not been taken seriously by the protagonist of this book.Finally, when I met Daniel on the moon, I had the opportunity to fully demonstrate and use my talent.

I personally like Ferron.

Pseudonym explanation:

Xu Shilin: Xu Anyi belongs to Lin Jiqiao.

Lin Zexu: Lin Jiqiao chose Xu Anyi/Lin Zexu.

The detective mentioned Lin's case in Take the Bait of the Wisher (8).

Xingqi saw curly hair for the first time in a luxurious life (2)

It doesn't matter if I don't remember, I am also looking for the position now.