A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 619: Lost Seconds
The door was tightly closed, isolating the outside sounds. Lin Wuming felt as if he had entered a closed little world.

"Huh..." Lin Wuming took a long breath and calmed himself down completely until he could hear his own heartbeat.

...11506, 11507, 11508, 11509, 11510...

The seconds that began the moment I left this room in the morning gradually emerged to the top of my consciousness.

"11520, exactly three hours and twelve minutes!" Lin Wuming stood up, got out of the wheelchair, walked to the wall around where he had stacked the quacks, and squatted down.

At the bottom of the wall-building figurine box, there was a safe. When Lin Wuming opened the safe, the first thing that caught his eye was a counter.

11630 – this is the number displayed on the counter.

11530——This is the number Lin Wuming counted in his mind.

The "counter" in the safe is actually a mini atomic clock that Lin Wuming borrowed from the laboratory. Due to its size limitations and because Lin Wuming deliberately emphasized its anti-interference ability, its accuracy was sacrificed to a certain extent and can only reach the level of one ten-thousandth of a second, but it is enough to cope with the situation that Lin Wuming needs to face now.

On the other hand, Lin Wuming's own biological clock is not that accurate, but he has "bullet time" after all, and his perception of time is very keen. When he counts seconds consciously, he can also accurately determine the error to between one thousandth of a second and one ten-thousandth of a second.

However, this kind of dual-tasking requires a considerable amount of Lin Wuming's energy, so in this state, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

In other words, during today's operation, Lin Wuming was wearing a 30% self-weakening debuff from beginning to end.

But now it seems that such a sacrifice was worth it.

"100 seconds less." Lin Wuming stopped counting in his mind and sat down on the ground.

For a moment, I didn't know whether I should feel nervous and scared, or feel proud that "it's as expected" and "the plan succeeded."

"My memory—there are no flaws." Lin Wuming reviewed his recent memories again. "I still remember the original plot... But I need to confirm this with Shokuhou."

In the original story, the alchemist Oreos had erased the memories of Kamijou Touma and Stiyl, so Lin Wuming was not surprised by his current situation.

In fact, Lin Wuming had also been prepared - the "watch comparison" operation he carried out this time was specifically to guard against this move.

Moreover, Oreos can delete the memory, or strictly speaking, "reset" the memory of others, but he cannot directly read the memory information of others like a person with telepathic ability. This is also a premise for Lin Wuming to dare to take the risk.

"I thought it was going so smoothly, but it turns out I got caught again?" Lin Wuming stood up and opened the door.

"Wuming?" Hufeng Toumi was a little surprised to see Lin Wuming actually walked out on his own legs.

"Tiger Bee, please confirm again, are you really not injured? Do you feel any discomfort anywhere on your body?" Lin Wuming asked.

"Injured? No." Hufeng Toumi stood up and lifted the hem of her uniform nonchalantly, revealing her slender waist.

He turned around in place and showed it to Lin Wuming: "How is it, you are really not injured?"

"Let's call it good news," Lin Wuming said to himself after examining it carefully. "Then the next question is, how can we get back those lost hundred seconds..."

Knock, knock, knock, someone is knocking on the door.

"It's Shokuhou Misaki." Tiger Bee Toumi glanced towards the door. She was already able to judge the identity of the visitors by the sound of the knocks, especially Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto.

Lin Wuming waved his hand and used his telekinesis to open the door. "I'm here, Wuming-senpai~" Shokuhou Misaki greeted her and entered the room naturally, followed by Hokaze Junko, Keisaku Kandou, and Dolly Dolly.

"Isn't the situation a bit dangerous now? That's why Sister Junko is a little worried." Shokuhou Misaki explained with a smile.

That's why he brought all of Shokuhou Misaki's true "core guards" with him.

"We're sorry to bother you, Wuming-senpai~" the two Misaka sisters Unit-00 greeted with a smile.

"And Yujian Iruka and Hojo Sairin are upstairs," Shokuhou Misaki added, "They're going to visit Mr. Tomine Yeri."

"It's better to be cautious." Lin Wuming nodded.

"So..." Shokuhou Misaki came up to Lin Wuming and looked up, "As expected, I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."

——Lin Wuming was not sitting in a wheelchair, but standing normally.

Shokuhou Misaki had grown significantly over the past year, reaching nearly 5 feet 4 inches tall. But even now, standing in front of Lin Wuming, she was still a head shorter, forcing her to tilt her head back to meet his gaze. It was just that Lin Wuming was usually in a wheelchair, so his true height couldn't be seen.

"Squat down a little." Shokuhou Misaki patted Lin Wuming's shoulder, as if to push him down.

Lin Wuming knew what the girl wanted to do, and bent down to cooperate.

Shokuhou Misaki closed her eyes and leaned forward.

Their foreheads touched, and at the same time, Shokuhou Misaki pressed the remote control...

The girls nearby watched this scene with great interest. Tiger Bee Toumi also stared at the two of them, her left hand subconsciously toying with a strand of her golden hair – with just a little force, she could pull out a strand and transform it into the sharpest sword...

After a few short yet long seconds, Shokuhou Misaki finally put down the remote control, took a step back and separated.

"How is it?" Lin Wuming asked.

"Indeed, a careful examination reveals a slight inconsistency within Wuming-senpai's memories." Shokuhou Misaki frowned slightly. "But the operation was so precise. If we hadn't examined it so carefully, even he would have been deceived. Wuming-senpai's caution is indeed very meaningful."

Shokuhou Misaki deeply admires Lin Wuming's "count-second comparison" method. The most primitive and crude method is often the most effective.

Lin Wuming shook his head: "I can only say that I am lucky."

After all, he had been mentally prepared for "something to happen" from the very beginning, so he took the trouble to make such preparations.

If I didn't know the original plot of the "Vampire Killer" chapter in advance, I probably wouldn't even know it even if my memory was deleted?

Moreover, Lin Wuming's method is not suitable for everyone.

The precise counting of seconds for up to three hours must not exceed a hundred seconds - otherwise the "lost hundred seconds" in the memory cannot be discovered.

This is something that only those with high-level abilities can do.

(End of this chapter)