The cat rummaged in its pocket and pulled out a small bottle.

Ye Mingshi's eyes darted around the cat's pocket, her gaze a little strange. This pocket was probably the same one as Doraemon's; not long ago, the cat had taken out a rope from it, and now it had taken out a small bottle.

When the cat tossed the bottle to Ye Ming, it said, "Give this to the three of them to eat."

Ye Mingshi's mind worked quickly; he immediately asked, "Can eating this cause amnesia?"

The cat nodded.

Ye Mingshi raised an eyebrow and asked professionally, "How much memory will be lost? How long will it last?"

It's not surprising or difficult for drugs to cause amnesia; the challenge lies in determining the duration of the effect and the likelihood of a cure.

The cat said, "Theoretically speaking, this is permanent amnesia, the loss of memories. It depends on the dosage. If you continue to take the medication, you might even become an idiot."

Ye Mingshi nodded, poured out the medicine, and gave two pills to each of the three of them, including Ruth.

After doing all that, Ye Mingshi stuffed the small bottle into her pocket and kept it for herself.

The cat glanced at him, and Ye Mingshi just chuckled, "I'll keep the dangerous medicine for you."

He clearly wanted to go back and research the medicine! He put it quite nicely.

However, the cat didn't mind. There was no point in hiding it. She had made this medicine while researching Kunan Kaoru's amnesia, and she never expected to actually use it.

It was still dark.

Bai used Ruth's phone to film a video, then posted it on the police department's official WeChat account, carefully erasing any trace of their presence before leaving.

...

The police received the video and, realizing its significant importance, quickly dispatched a large number of officers to locate the location and make the arrest!

When they broke in, they found the room full of antiques and three people who were tied up and looked like they had been beaten up earlier.

"Boss, they are the suspects who stole the antiques. The antiques in the room were all recently stolen," a policeman said.

“That’s strange. Who arrested them? We’ve been investigating this case for so long, and it’s been solved just like that?” another person said.

"Yeah, what kind of deity is this? Doing good deeds anonymously?"

"Boss, they're awake!"

Upon hearing this, the police officer in charge immediately stepped forward. When Ruth and the other two woke up and saw that they were being arrested by a group of police officers, they panicked! They stood up and tried to run away, but before they could move, they were pinned to the ground.

Ruth hissed and gasped in pain, mainly in her face!

"Why are you arresting me? I haven't committed a crime!"

The police officer in charge kicked him. "You stole so many antiques, caught red-handed, and you still dare to say you haven't committed a crime?"

Ruth looked up and was stunned! So many antiques—when did he steal them?! He couldn't remember!

"We didn't steal this; you're framing us!"

The other two people also said, "We didn't steal anything, you've arrested the wrong people!"

The lead policeman found it strange and questioned the three men for a while, only to find that they seemed to have amnesia, insisting that they had never stolen anything.

Finally, he said, "We have compared your tools of the crime, and they match perfectly. Don't be so stubborn. Take them all back! Interrogate them carefully."

Even after being put into the car, Ruth kept shouting that they had arrested the wrong person. He only stopped when his face started to hurt too much, and he asked his two companions, "What happened to my face?"

The two men were also unsure and asked, "Russ, do you have a tattoo? It's in Chinese characters, and it looks really cool, though it's a bit swollen."

Ruth: "Really?"

The two men nodded; they didn't recognize the words at all, so of course they didn't know what they meant.

Ruth asked in confusion, "I don't remember having a tattoo, especially on my face. I'm quite the thinker... Hmm, who framed us? How did we end up with the police?"

The two men said with relaxed expressions, "Relax, Ruth. Anyway, we didn't steal the stuff. They'll let us out sooner or later."

Ruth: "That's true."

...

At the same time, at Yonghui Auction Center.

As dawn broke, the security guard yawned and opened a security door. He glanced at it casually, but suddenly his eyes widened, and all sleepiness vanished!

Inside the door, the glass covers of the five antique display cases were all open, and the antiques inside were long gone! Moreover, the place was in a mess, and there seemed to be signs of a fight!

The security guard quickly pressed the alarm bell at the door and shouted, "Oh no! The antique is gone!"

Before long, all the staff were called over. Some called the police, while others were held accountable. The chaos lasted for a long time!

Kang Jiao and Kang Minghui were also woken up from their sleep and quickly went to the auction center, where the police had already arrived.

Kang Minghui was so angry that his high blood pressure flared up, and he almost fainted! Kang Jiao quickly gave him some blood pressure medication, "Uncle, don't worry, we'll definitely get the things back. Take care of yourself!"

Kang Minghui recovered and asked, "What did the police say?"

Kang Jiao looked troubled.

Kang Minghui shouted sternly, "Speak!"

Kang Jiao then said, "The police said that this case is very likely committed by the same group as the previous antique thefts..."

Kang Minghui said, "Impossible!"

Kang Jiao asked, "Uncle, if it's them, then they've gone too far. Should we ask them..."

Kang Minghui immediately interrupted her: "Don't ask! Do you know who they are? International thieves! You can't get involved with them anymore! Erasure all traces of your previous contact immediately, don't leave any evidence! Let's wait for the results."

As for the lost antiques, if they were also the work of the Blood Bats, then Kang Minghui would have no choice but to swallow his anger! He had paid a large commission, and those three people had also stolen five of his antiques that were waiting to be auctioned!

This is a huge loss! He can only pray that it wasn't them who did it and that the lost antiques can be recovered.

Kang Jiao nodded immediately.

Just then, a policeman who had finished collecting evidence at the scene suddenly received a phone call. Kang Minghui and Kang Jiao vaguely heard him say, "Such good news... The suspect has been caught... And the antique has been found?"

Kang Minghui and Kang Jiao were terrified. Kang Jiao immediately stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, has our antique been found?"

The policeman said, "It's not clear yet, but the suspects in the previous antique theft cases have been caught. We'll soon find out if they stole your antiques."

Kang Jiao's face turned ashen. Had the blood-red bat been captured?

They weren't hired through the Moxi Alliance! That makes things much more dangerous!

The reason the Moxi Alliance exists and remains standing is because it has enough power! There's a complete separation between the client and the thief members! But this time, they committed a grave mistake—they hired someone using their real identity!

Will the blood-red bats expose them?

Kang Jiao asked nervously, "Have the antiques that the antique dealers lost been found?"