Chapter 167: Old Crime
Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling were quite quick.
They waited in the car for more than half an hour. With the night vision binoculars, Aning saw two people climbing over the wall. She hurriedly urged Aken to drive, "Go pick them up."
Aken started the car at an extremely fast speed and rushed out. When he arrived in front of the iron gate of the sanatorium, Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi jumped into the car door swiftly.
Sang Mo was now sitting in the back seat, watching the dark shadow still running inside the sanatorium, and Wu Xie who had struggled to climb over the wall.
He fumbled in his pocket, took out a lollipop, tore open the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth. [He should be Wu Xie. 】
Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi, who were already sitting in their seats, turned their heads to look out the window. Wu Xie had already fallen to the ground, limping over while holding his butt, "Hey hey!"
"Wait for me!"
“I haven’t gotten in the car yet!”
"Brother, Lord Hei!"
Aning's eyes twitched, but she still spoke, "Slow down."
Aken slowed down, and Wu Xie, who had caught up, hurriedly jumped into the car. As soon as he got in, Hei Xia Zi pushed him to sit on the single seat on the left.
Wu Xie hissed in pain immediately. It wasn't because Hei Xia Zi pushed him too hard, but simply because he had just rolled down the wall and fell on his butt. It was a bit painful for him to sit down now.
He first glanced ahead and discovered that the person driving the car was Aken, whom he had met once before, and the person sitting in the passenger seat was A Ning.
Wu Xie was stunned for a moment. Aning had already turned sideways to look at him. "Hey, Wu Xie, didn't you say you didn't want to cooperate with me? Why are you getting in my car now?"
Wu Xie was slightly surprised, "Aning, why are you here!"
"No, little brother, Hei Ye, why are you with Aning?"
Aning smiled and said, "There are famous blind and dumb people on the street. If your uncle can invite them, then of course I can too."
Wu Xie, "..."
He glanced at Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling with resentment, "So the reason you left me and ran away just now is because you were hired by Aning. Hey, if I had known that we were in Hangzhou, I should have agreed to your proposal. Aning, do you think it's too late now?"
Aning smiled without saying anything and just stared at him.
Wu Xie suddenly felt a huge pressure. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Well, we can talk about it."
Ah Ning chuckled, "Okay, let's share intelligence. First, tell me what clues you found."
Wu Xie subconsciously tightened the backpack in his hand. He shook his head to hide his nervousness. "No, nothing. If it weren't for my brother's sudden appearance, I would still be caught by that forbidden woman and might have died long ago."
Ah Ning, "......"
Her eyes moved to the backpack that Wu Xie was holding with both hands. She was still too inexperienced and could observe everything from his actions.
Wu Xie noticed Aning's gaze and quickly changed the subject, "Brother, Hei Ye——"
"Fuck, Sang Mo!"
Sang Mo, "......"
[What's that look? You just realized I'm in the car now? 】
Wu Xie, "..."
That’s right, his eyes were not bright. He just noticed Sang Mo sitting in the back seat. He forced a smile and greeted him, “Sang Mo, long time no see.”
Hei Xia Zi secretly sighed and forgot to tell Wu Xie that Sang Mo had lost his memory again.
[Tong'er, what interactions did I have with him before? 】
Upon hearing this, Wu Xie knew that Sang Mo had lost his memory again, without Hei Xia Zi telling him anything.
[Wu Xie, the third generation of the Wu family of Jiumen, is known as the Third Master and the nephew of Wu Sansheng. He has met Wu Xie in all three fights and they have also had meals together and have normal interactions. 】
After receiving this answer, Sang Mo smiled and said, "Wu Xie, long time no see."
Wu Xie was stunned for a moment. He felt that Sang Mo was really different after losing his memory this time. He could even disguise himself!
Before, when Sang Mo lost his memory, he wouldn't even look at him and simply ignored him completely.
Through these few brief words, Wu Xie has sorted out the key points that make him depressed. This time, Sang Mo still didn't think of him after losing his memory!
He was a little upset and spoke less.
Why does Sang Mo never remember him every time he loses his memory!
Wu Xie had a depressed look on his face, and the joy he had felt earlier when he found Chen Wenjin's notes was completely washed away.
Hei Xia Zi glanced at Wu Xie's face and clicked his tongue secretly. It seemed that Wu Xie had also remembered some memories.
It really felt like there were rivals in love everywhere, and he was feeling a little depressed.
[Tong'er, didn't you say that he and I had a normal relationship? As soon as I said this, did he become autistic? 】
[....Tongzi is not too sure either, maybe he doesn’t have the time to chat with the host right now? 】
[Have the host forgotten what was written in the plot prompt? His mind must have wandered and he was thinking about Chen Wenjin's notes. 】
[Is that so?] There is nothing interesting about Chen Wenjin's notes. They are just a trick created by the riddle teller to create confusion. 】
Wu Xie, “!!!”
This sentence is a really insightful summary, it is just the riddler's deliberate attempt to create confusion and mystery.
Sang Mo should understand his feelings, otherwise he would not have said this so accurately. Thinking back to the first time he insisted on going to the Seven Star Lu Palace out of curiosity, he wanted to stop.
But afterwards, because of various reasons, his uncle disappeared, or he was lured to the underwater tomb, the Genting Palace, and now he has returned to Golmud.
Looking back now, it seems that he really was treated like a fool and was fooled around. He was so angry that he wanted to flip the table!
The problem is that he doesn't know where the table is, so he doesn't know how to overturn it if he wants to!
The more Wu Xie thought about it, the angrier he got. He sat there with a sullen face. He decided that after he found his uncle this time, he would tie him up first, no matter what. Just to see how the old man could escape!
[Speaking of which, this kid is quite pitiful. This time, he not only had to encounter sandstorms, but also wet quicksand. Finally, he entered the Devil City and was chased by the Corpse-Eating King. He hid in a cave as if he was fleeing all the way, and almost died of thirst and starvation together with Aning. 】
[This next fight is going to be a real pain.] 】
Wu Xie, “?!!”
What the hell, how could he have so many disasters!
He can't be the only one, right?
Say something more, Sang Mo!
Sang Mo chewed the lollipop in his mouth and listened to the system say, "It's really pitiful. Hey, who told the plot to suggest this." 】
[There is something strange about me. It seems I cannot ride in the same car with him. If we encounter a sandstorm, we will be separated from the main group. I'd better keep a close eye on Aning, in case she dies and no one provides me with weapons. 】
Wu Xie, "..."
No, I don't ask for protection, but I hope he can hear your voice so that he can be prepared at any time!
Wu Xie tightly grasped the backpack in his hands, his eyes rolling around anxiously.
Hei Xia Zi pinched his chin, thinking that this trip was really interesting. Thinking back to when he and the mute secretly followed and escorted Wu Xie to Qinling Mountains, he had noticed the evil temperament in Wu Xie.
Hearing Sang Mo's complaints, Hei Xia Zi also had the urge to watch the show, but it was quickly suppressed. He was now busy with his own affairs, so he decided not to go and watch Wu Xie's fun.
Sometimes, if you watch too much excitement, the situation will change, and when it happens to you, the benefits will definitely be multiplied.
Zhang Qiling glanced at Sang Mo who was looking out the car window. He reached out and silently put on his hood. Regardless of anything else, he was happy to see him again, to ride in the same car, and to sit on the same level...
It's pretty good.
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