Zhou Yiming's eyelids twitched.

Good guys, I'm just about to chant the Great Compassion Mantra for them, right?

"Shut up, open the door."

The main gate of the yard was opened, and the housekeeper quickly hid beside the door. Seeing several people looking at him, he smiled awkwardly, "I won't go in, he will attack people."

Zhou Yiming left someone to guard and went in himself.

The yard was empty, no one was seen.

The only building was also empty.

Just as several people were looking for someone, there was a slight movement under the table.

Zhou Yiming stepped back a few steps and looked under the table, "Move the table away."

His men did as he was told.

After the table was moved away, a figure lying on the ground with his hands on his head appeared.

His face was incomplete! It

was all bandages, with only one eye left outside.

He was so skinny that his skin seemed to have been burned, and even the exposed back of his hand had no intact color.

"I didn't see it, I didn't see anything, don't kill me, don't kill me..." The figure was shaking crazily, as if he was afraid.

"Zhu You?" Zhou Yiming shouted.

The man on the ground didn't respond.

"Jiang Musheng?" Zhou Yiming shouted again, and then he saw the man on the ground stopped shaking and slowly raised his head. The only remaining eye revealed a confused look, "Fire, such a big fire..." His eyes seemed to reflect everything.

"What kind of fire?" Zhou Yiming slowed down his tone and asked.

"Disobedient fire, whoosh..." Zhu You held his head, looking ahead and muttering to himself, "All disobedient people will be thrown in, one a day, what a terrifying scream."

"What about you, were you thrown in?" Zhou Yiming's tone became lighter.

"I, I didn't, I changed my identity secretly." Zhu You smiled innocently, "I changed my identity secretly, and they didn't find me."

"What identity did you change to?" Zhou Yiming asked patiently, with a hint of expectation in his eyes! Expecting to dig something out of Zhu You's mouth.

"I changed..." Zhu You opened his mouth and wanted to say, "I changed, I changed to Jiang Musheng? No, no, no, that's not right, I changed to Qin Jiangke, no... that's not right, I..." He looked confused, "Who did I change to?"

"Who am I?"

"I'm Zhu You, I'm Jiang Musheng?"

"No, I'm Qin Jiangke."

"I'm Hei Hu."

Zhou Yiming was speechless. It was really unrealistic to let a mental patient say such things.

Naive, a waste of time.

Shaking his head, he said, "Collect his blood."

The men under him nodded and stepped forward.

When Zhu You saw them coming forward, the exposed eye suddenly became frightened and fierce, "What are you going to do?"

Before he could finish, Zhou Yiming hit him and knocked him unconscious.

"You..." The housekeeper of the Shen family showed a little bit of his head.

"It's okay." Zhou Yiming said, "It will be convenient to work this way. He will wake up soon."

"..." The housekeeper retracted his head.

Okay, do whatever you want.

Zhou Yiming asked someone to collect some blood from Zhu You, paused, and then collected some hair tissue. God knows what was done inside back then, whether there was any blood or bone marrow transplant or something like that. Simply collecting blood is not safe, so all verifiable methods should be collected to ensure that there is no risk.