Chapter 11



Chapter 11

Jiang Nan felt that her question was a bit redundant, so he said, "Yes, who else could be my goddess besides Song Luo?"

It's Song Luo again.

Lin Anyu was a little dazed.

This was the second time she heard the name "Song Luo" in one day.

At this moment, she was full of doubts.

Why did the sleep aid therapist say that she looked like Song Lue, and why did she react so strongly to what Song Lue said?

Could it be that in her memory, the man wearing military boots was Song Luo?

No, it’s not Song Luo.

Lin Anyu quickly denied his guess.

In the memory just now, the voice of the Sherlock Holmes that made her become his was a male voice.

It couldn't be Song Luo.

Then who is he?

Why didn't anyone tell her about his existence after she lost her memory?

What on earth did her father, mother, godmother, and everyone else hide from her!

"What's wrong?" Meng Qirang noticed that something was wrong with Lin Anyu, and she asked with concern.

"I..." Lin Anyu hesitated, but still said honestly, "I seemed to know her."

"Who is she?" Jiang Nan asked casually.

Lin Anyu answered seriously: "Song Luo."

When Jiang Nan heard Lin Anyu's answer, he immediately laughed out loud: "There is no one in our police force who doesn't know her."

After saying that, as if he felt that his expression was not clear, he added: "Oh, no, I should say that there is no police force in the whole country who doesn't know her, hahahaha."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qirang glared at him coldly. Jiang Nan immediately stopped smiling and turned to explain for himself: "I'm not wrong. My goddess is very famous throughout the country."

Meng Qirang: "Shut up."

Jiang Nan obeyed: "Oh, OK."

"When you were in Zecheng, you often went to the General Administration to study, so it's not surprising that you know Song Luo." Meng Qirang comforted her, "Unlike Jiang Nan, who has been a criminal police officer for so many years and has never been to the General Administration."

Jiang Nan knew that this was not the time to joke, so he agreed, "Yes, little mascot, you used to be the ace detective in Zecheng. Although you can't compare with Captain Jiang, in our detective team, you are ranked third, and no one dares to be second."

Lin Anyu didn't care about what happened just now. She just felt it was strange: "But I met someone today, and he said that I look exactly like Song Luo."

Although Lin Anyu also felt that the sleep aid he met today might have been the wrong person, what about the memory that suddenly popped up just now?

It couldn't be such a coincidence that Song Luo said the same thing as the person in her memory.

"So, you think that before you lost your memory, it was not Lin Anyu, but Song Luo?" Meng Qirang said as if he could see through her thoughts.

"Is this possible?" Lin Anyu asked tentatively.

If it was other things, she could firmly make the judgment that she thought was the most correct, but when it came to the issue of 'who is she', she could never be firm.

Three years ago, she woke up in a hospital bed, facing an unfamiliar environment and people.

Everyone told her that her name was Lin Anyu, and she was a glorious people’s policeman in Zecheng. The injuries she suffered and the memories she lost were all for protecting the country.

But deep down, she always felt that something was wrong.

As for what was wrong, she couldn't tell.

"No." Jiang Nan answered decisively, and then asked, "What do you think? Song Luo is working as a criminal police officer in the Imperial Capital Headquarters. How could it be you?"

"Besides, Song Luo's parents died early, but your parents are still alive. You may have misunderstood your own memory, but how could your parents misremember their own child?"

Seeing that Lin Anyu was still somewhat skeptical, Jiang Nan continued, "Did your parents once tell you that you are not their child?"

It seems that there really isn't.

Lin Anyu didn't hesitate too much. She seemed relieved: "Now that you mention it, I forgot that I haven't video chatted with my parents for a long time. I will definitely call them after this case is handled."

"The last time I had a video call with them during work, after being caught by Captain Jiang, I haven't chatted with them since. I miss them so much."

Meng Qirang looked at Lin Anyu for a long time, and suddenly called out, "Lin Anyu."

Lin Anyu: “Ah?”

"Hasn't anyone told you that your plastic surgery was quite successful?" Meng Qirang said suddenly.

"Ah?" Lin Anyu touched his face, "Is there?"

"Yes, look at your face, there is no flaw at all, whether it is the curvature of the nose bridge or the shape of the facial contours, there is nothing wrong with it," Meng Qirang said, "It looks like you have never had plastic surgery, but your appearance now is very different from before the surgery."

Lin Anyu pinched his nose and said, "I don't feel like there's any prosthesis on my face."

After saying that, Lin Anyu smiled sheepishly and said, "Maybe I used to look like this."

Jiang Nan complained in a disastrous way: "Haha, what do you want to say? You're not going to say you're Song Luo in the next sentence, are you? Stop it, don't daydream like this."

Lin Anyu had long since stopped believing in this absurd assumption, which she herself found ridiculous. She joked, "Actually, you don't have to be too repulsive. Maybe when I recover my memory, I'll be even more powerful than Song Luo."

"No way, my goddess is the best in the country."

Lin Anyu continued, "I reacted so strongly to what Song Luo said. Maybe I was Song Luo's apprentice before, or maybe Song Luo and I were both someone's apprentices."

"Song Luo has only one disciple, and that's our Captain Jiang," Jiang Nan said. "As for whether it's possible to study under the same teacher as Song Luo... that's probably impossible. Song Luo was selected by Interpol as an outstanding student right after he was admitted to university. And you followed the routine to complete four years of university and then were admitted to the Zecheng Criminal Police Team."

"So, your experiences are very different. Don't think you are Song Luo anymore."

Interpol?

Lin Anyu remained silent.

Jiang Nan tapped Lin Anyu's forehead gently.

Lin Anyu resisted: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Nan: "Don't think about these things, just solve the case. In a few days, a criminal psychologist will come to our team. I heard that he will come to our team as a consultant. You don't like traditional criminal investigation. You think it's too brain-consuming. When the time comes, you can learn more from the expert. Maybe, within two months, your ability to solve cases will be better than before you lost your memory."

Meng Qirang, who had been silent for a long time, said, "When did our police force become so rich? We can even afford to hire a criminal psychologist."

"Maybe this criminal psychologist is cheaper, hahaha." Jiang Nan said.

"It's the cheapest, and it's the basic salary of our city," Meng Qirang said, "Isn't it enough for our criminal police team to have Captain Jiang? Saving this money and using it to buy equipment for our forensic department is more cost-effective than hiring a criminal psychologist."

"That's right," Jiang Nan seemed to agree with Meng Qirang's statement. "Since we have Captain Jiang on our team, our case-solving speed has doubled compared to before. We really don't need a criminal psychologist to give us instructions."

"It seems that our police force has sufficient funds again. I will have to apply to Captain Jiang for some funds to buy equipment. It is not a good idea to always ask Su Su to take the collected samples to Lin City for identification."

"Indeed, but when you go to apply, please tell me in advance. I will first apply to Captain Jiang to purchase some newly launched international criminal investigation equipment," Jiang Nan said. "There is a device in the next door city that can magnify the video footage taken by a camera 100 times without blurring it. I am always envious every time I go there."

Jiang Nan and Meng Qirang spoke one sentence each, directly changing the topic to something else.

Lin Anyu hesitated for a moment, then stopped thinking about who she was.

To her, it doesn't matter who she was before.

Occasionally a memory would come to her mind and she would dwell on it for a few minutes.

A few minutes later, she was still herself, she was still a professional criminal police officer of Beihai Criminal Police Team - Lin Anyu.

In Beihai, she has more important things to do.

Instead of dwelling on the past and wasting time!

Lin Anyu glanced across Meng Qirang's desk, and finally his eyes curiously stopped on a few A4 papers.

Before Meng Qirang could reply to Jiang Nan, he noticed Lin Anyu who had picked up the report on the table and checked it. She was frowning, as if she had discovered something.

She asked: "Eanyu, what's wrong?"

She suddenly looked up and met Meng Qirang's eyes: "Is there wood in the debris under the body?"

Meng Qirang said nonchalantly, "Yes, at first, we all thought that the debris scattered on the ground was wall debris, but after further testing, we found that only 80% of it was wall debris, and the composition was basically the same as the debris from the deceased's wall. The remaining 20% ​​was soil and wood chips."

"This kind of wall chips is very common, and we cannot be sure that it must have fallen from the wall of the deceased's home. So we cannot rule out that the wall chips were brought into the house together with the wood chips."

Wall scraps… sawdust… carpenter.

A moderate amount of sleeping pills... hallucinogens...

two? No, three...

There were more than two people in the room at that time...

Lin Anyu murmured in a daze: "What on earth did Tang Shuang experience that night?"

Lin Anyu's murmur was so soft that Meng Qirang and Jiang Nan couldn't even make out what she said.

Jiang Nan was curious: "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing," Lin Anyu said, changing his usual tone, unconsciously adding a sense of urgency, "Qi Rang, the ingredient test report is out, right? Ask Su Su to take a photo and send it to me."

Meng Qirang was a little confused by Lin Anyu's sudden nervousness, but he still did as he was told. Soon Su Su uploaded a photo from his mobile phone.

The A4 paper photographed above has densely typed words on it.

Three letters are circled.

——LSD.

Jiang Nan knew nothing about this kind of professional report. He asked, "What is LSD?"

Before Meng Qirang could speak, Lin Anyu interrupted and said, "LSD, scientific name lysergic acid diethylamide, is the main ingredient of a new type of hallucinogen. Even micrograms can cause strong hallucinations. It is an extremely dangerous drug."

"After investigation, it was found that Tang Shuang and Xi Zixuan did not have similar hobbies. So how did this hallucinogen remain in Tang Shuang's body? Is it true that there were other people in Tang Shuang's room besides Xi Zixuan that night? They did not enter the death scene after Tang Shuang died, but before he died?"

As all these questions remained unanswered, Lin Anyu was so troubled that his brows were twisted into knots.

After a long time, Lin Anyu noticed that the atmosphere in the forensic room was not right. He came to his senses and stared at the two stunned people in front of him in confusion.

She blinked blankly.

Jiang Nan was the first to react: "That's awesome, little mascot. Regardless of whether what you said is right or not, I now completely believe that you were an awesome criminal police officer in the past."

"You know all about the new hallucinogens. That's amazing."

Just now, Lin Anyu came to his senses and completely understood what he had just said.

Her face turned red with shame.

What did she just say!

She had no idea what diethyl lysine was!

How come it just came out of my mouth?

Lin Anyu looked at Jiang Nan awkwardly and laughed a few times, then said, "If what I said just now was not mine. I don't even know what LSD is, would you think I'm showing off?"

Jiang Nan nodded honestly: "Yes."

"Well then," Lin Anyu said dejectedly, "Just pretend I never asked that question."

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