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Chapter 204: Black and White also lost their memories

"Hello, your delivery, please open the door."

"Hello, the pork trotter rice you ordered, please open the door."

"Hello, I'm the gas meter reader. Could you please open the door?"

Lu Yue hurried to the reporter's residence, intending to find out what happened at the time.

I knocked on the door but there was no sound from inside.

Yang Ming is not at home?

Lu Yue turned and left the apartment building.

Just as he was wondering whether the person who reported the case had gotten into trouble, a scream came from a distance.

"It's shameless to do such a thing in broad daylight."

"You are such a big guy, you have no shame at all."

Following the sound, I saw an adult wearing glasses and other children building a castle with sand in the children's playground in the community. However, they were besieged by a group of children using Transformers, monsters, cars and other toys.

Seeing that defeat was inevitable, the bespectacled adult man began to dig a moat, and then urinated into the dry moat unscrupulously.

The child's parents' faces turned black and they quickly took the child away, leaving the man with glasses alone, shouting "Don't go, don't leave him to play alone", just like a child abandoned by his parents.

"Yang Ming!" Lu Yue stepped forward quickly and called the other person's name loudly.

There was a photo of the person who reported the case in the file, so he recognized him at first glance.

At this time, Yang Ming's clothes were dirty, his body was covered in mud, and his shoes were stained with water plants.

Yang Ming just looked up at Lu Yue, then lowered his head and continued to amuse himself by building a castle. Although they only looked at each other, Lu Yue saw a hint of childish innocence and purity in him.

So he kicked the castle to pieces.

"One day, the originally peaceful castle was suddenly attacked by unknown life forms. Yang Ming, your castle is gone. Now you are captured by me. I ask you questions and you answer them!"

"Did you go to the scene of the incident with the three specialists sent by the higher-ups?"

"What on earth happened the night before last?"

"Why are you the only one coming back?"

Intimidated by Lu Yue's aura, Yang Ming nodded in agreement but knew nothing about anything.

"How old are you?" Lu Yue frowned.

Yang Ming replied fearfully: "Four years old."

Lu Yue's eyes were solemn. Even the person who reported the case had lost his memory and remained at the age of four. His situation was even more serious than Xiao Ting's. Could it be because one was an ordinary person and the other was a superhuman, and their resistance was different?
Seeing that he couldn't get any answers, Lu Yue decided to go to the scene himself. He told Captain Liu and took the reporter Yang Ming away for treatment.

Soon after, Lu Yue arrived at the river and saw the stone bridge.

So I stepped onto the stone bridge and walked back and forth several times.

After carefully checking every detail, nothing unusual was found.

As the archives say, the ghost bridge can only be seen by lighting an oil lamp.

Lu Yue took out the oil lamp, and his nostrils flared as he smelled a disgusting odor.

It smells like corpse oil or something else.

It's pretty disgusting anyway.

Lu Yue looked at the stone bridge again.

Without oil, we can't see the stone bridge in the fog?

He had a general idea of ​​what had happened.

The three direct descendants once brought Yang Ming to the shore, and after some questioning, they lit the oil lamp. Then the three of them stepped onto the stone bridge, while Yang Ming, as an ordinary person, stayed on the shore. Then something happened, the three of them disappeared, and the oil lamp eventually went out.

If Guo Tao and Wu Li were really murdered, it would be logical for Xiao Ting to lose his memory due to the influence of a ghost. But why did Yang Ming, an ordinary person, also lose his memory?

Did he also go onto that stone bridge?

Even Guo Tao and Wu Li were in critical condition, so there was no way Yang Ming could have survived if he had gone up the bridge, so he definitely did not go up the bridge.

There is only a chance of survival if you don't cross the bridge.

But why would he lose his memory even if he didn't go up the bridge?

At this moment, Lu Yue's attention was attracted by a trace of a fall.

The marks matched the dirt and water plants on the clothes of the informant Yang Ming, who had slipped and fallen into the water.

Lu Yue paced back and forth on the shore, thinking about something. He wondered if it was because of the discussions with the two handsome men, Black and White, in the past two days that made him always involuntarily associate amnesia with Meng Po soup.

It’s just the legendary Meng Po soup. Drinking it is like being reborn and forgetting all the past.

It doesn't fit with the partial amnesia in this incident.

Is Meng Po soup fake?

Lu Yue had a vague guess in his mind at this time, but lacked evidence. After seeing no gain, he returned to the inpatient department and handed in the oil lamp to see if the Demon Suppression Division could analyze the composition of the corpse oil and mix the lamp oil.

The oil lamp is the key connecting the two worlds.

Seeing is believing, hearing is not.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you confirm whether this is the legendary underworld.

After several twists and turns, when he returned to the community, it was already nightfall. Zhang Yaling had already gone out to work at this time. Lu Yue fumbled for the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it gently. With a slight click, the door opened.

At this moment, a black shadow whizzed past the balcony window.

Lu Yue curiously went to the balcony and looked around, but saw nothing unusual.

Did he see it wrong just now?

Why did I feel like a big black rat flashed by?

I sent a message to Zhang Yaling, reminding her not to forget to close the windows when she goes out, and to be careful of big black rats that might sneak into the house, get into the quilt and bite her head off.

Afterwards, Lu Yue closed the window and began to concentrate on his practice.

This practice lasted for the entire night until the next afternoon.

The two handsome men, Black and White, still haven't called him.

Lu Yue suspected that the wind blew the white paper off.

So he immediately got up and went to the Chinese medicine clinic.

He couldn't mess up the little thing that Dr. Zhang entrusted to him.

However, when he arrived at the Chinese medicine clinic, he found that the white paper was still intact and stuck to the door. Just as he was wondering whether the two handsome men, Black and White, were still having difficulty in performing their mission, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Hello, is this Dr. Zhang's Chinese Medicine Clinic?"

Lu Yue: "Dr. Zhang is out for something. If you want to see a doctor, go to the city hospital."

"I know. Doctor Zhang said he left some medicine for us."

Wait, this familiar tone, where have I heard it before?

Lu Yue then turned around, and what came into his sight were the two handsome men in black and white.

“You’re finally here, I thought you were too busy and forgot to take your medicine.

"Wait a moment, I'll give you some hot medicine right away."

Without waiting for the two to respond, Lu Yue walked quickly into the store, heated the medicine skillfully and poured it into a bowl, handed it to the two handsome men, Black and White, and asked casually, "By the way, has the wanted criminal been caught?"

Bai Shuai said blankly: "What wanted criminal?"

Lu Yue was stunned and replied, "Didn't you say a few days ago that there was a wanted criminal who was hiding in Taicheng and found Mengpo soup in the underworld? Are you going to capture him and bring him back?"

"Actually, I recently encountered something that is somewhat similar to the Meng Po soup you mentioned earlier. I wonder if it is the same thing..."

The taciturn Hei Shuai frowned, while Bai Shuai put down the medicine bowl and said puzzledly: "My friend, you are joking. This is our first time in Taicheng. How could we have come here a few days ago?"

"As for the wanted criminal you mentioned...we don't know."

Lu Yue's face turned serious and he asked, "Don't you know me?"

"What's your name, little friend?"

We clearly met a few days ago, had dinner together, drank together, and talked about things in the underworld, but now the other party said that this was the first time they met. As a public official, it is unlikely that he was joking about this issue.

Although it was daytime, there was an indescribable chill in the air.

Lu Yue's eyes gradually narrowed.

Could it be that these two handsome men in black and white have also lost their memories?

"Before I answer the question, can you tell me how old you are?"

(End of this chapter)