Chapter 559 Above the Posa (94) [VIP]
Tang Ling led the way, while Bai Jinshu, Zhao Yinglai, and Gu King Fu Yiran followed behind. They soon passed through a corridor and arrived at their temporary residence.
A lawn behind the company building.
Before I got close, a male voice that sounded a bit hearty was heard.
"It's a pity we didn't meet earlier! It's a pity we didn't meet earlier!" The man shouted several times, and then he said loudly, "Brother Chang, I'm going to invite you when I go back to hold a wedding again! Invite you to be my best man! Let you meet my girlfriend... my wife!"
"Is this the person whose memory was restored to the wedding ceremony?" Zhao Yinglai had sharp ears and heard it immediately.
This guy didn't even have time to change his words, and his subconscious reaction was still to call his girlfriend, which shows that his memory was indeed stuck at the wedding ceremony.
"That shouldn't be the case," Fu Yiran interrupted, "Didn't he recover his memory before? Seventeen times last night plus eighteen times this morning, he wouldn't have recovered his memory for the first time on the eighteenth time, right?"
According to his experience of fainting, each time he faints he will recover a piece of memory until all memories are recovered. After that, he will not gain any information if he faints again.
If this person had fainted before, he should be very clear that he was not teleported from the wedding scene now, but his memory just happened to be restored to this time period.
If this was the first time he had recovered his memory, then was it possible that in the decades before he got married, there was no turning point in his life?
"It's not that he didn't recover," Tang Ling shook his head, "it's because no one woke him up, so he kept sleeping until he woke up naturally."
The members of Team One knew that their memory recovery followed the frequency of their coma because there was a long interval between their comas, which was enough for them to process the previous memory before moving on to the next one.
But these indigenous people are a little different. Seventeen people died in a row last night. Before they had time to wake up and process the memories of the previous coma, they immediately entered the next one.
People lose consciousness when they are in a coma. When the coma ends, these indigenous people will not realize that their memories are restored in segments, but will think that they appear here when they "wake up".
This is why it is difficult to communicate with these indigenous people.
For a team of members, the only difficult part in communication was the first day. On the second day, when they recovered some of their memories and remembered that they were members of the foundation's exploration team, many problems no longer needed to be explained. They only needed to be told that they were all members of the foundation's team.
But these indigenous people do not have the same "foundation" consensus as them, so it is naturally more difficult to communicate.
"And these people...how should I put it," Tang Ling frowned, "their identities don't seem to be simple."
"Not simple? Why is it not simple?" Zhao Yinglai was curious.
"They all sound powerful or wealthy." Bai Jinshu said.
"Oh, yes, how did you know?" Tang Ling turned around curiously.
[How did he know? ]
【That’s not right. 】
[You ask us? [Woman opens her mouth and points at herself.jpg]]
[Ah? Are you asking me? You don’t know? ]
[It’s boring if Aoshen is closed. 】
"I heard it," Bai Jinshu raised his chin, indicating that he had just heard what the man said, "His name is Brother Chang William."
In normal interpersonal communication, if one wants to build closer relationships, the person in a higher position will often be the “older brother” and the person in a lower position will often be the “younger brother”.
Chang William likes to brag about his status and wealth to others, and he has fixed attribute bonuses. Everyone who hears him bragging will take it as the truth, thinking that they have really met some super-rich person with an extraordinary status and wealth.
If he were an ordinary person, he would naturally choose to be the "brother" when he became friends with Chang William.
But this person blurted out "Brother Chang", putting himself in the position of "brother". This only shows that in his cognition, his status is higher than what Chang William boasted about, so he has the confidence to call the other party "brother".
[…Good detail angle.]
[Who said that Aoshen was turned on? I, Skao, did not cheat! ]
[If I had this brain...]
"Oh my god, yeah, you have amazing observation skills." Tang Ling was also stunned by the extremely detailed attention angle like the investors in the barrage. He paused for a long time before continuing, "These people who woke up are indeed of high status. Fortunately, we brought Chang William with us, so we can barely communicate with them. Otherwise, if Qiu Zihan and I were here, it would be hard to say."
"Did Chang William find out anything special?" Bai Jinshu asked.
"Not yet..." Tang Ling shook his head. "It seems that the only thing they have in common is that they are all rich, nothing else."
"What's the commonality between them being all rich?" Zhao Yinglai nudged Fu Yiran with his elbow, "Hey, hey, did you see anything?"
Fu Yiran shook his head: "No, or we should observe something else."
Even the Taoist heir, Gu Wang, could not see what was wrong with these natives.
"Let's not go over there. Let's just listen here and let Chang William get some information," Tang Ling pointed at his watch and sent a message to Chang William in the temporary group chat. "Chang William has already infiltrated their ranks and started to treat them as brothers. If we go over there, it will have the opposite effect."
Now Chang William and these indigenous people have reached the stage of being on good terms with each other. If outsiders like them come over, it will affect the process of making conversation.
Besides, no one wanted to stay with Chang William and listen to him bragging.
So the four of them quietly listened to the business bragging and showing off for more than half an hour in the corner.
"Strange," Zhao Yinglai couldn't help but stand up from the ground, "I have no idea why these people are here, and why they are the same as Team 1."
Most of the living souls appeared here for paper doll substitutes, a small number were stuck in the psychic game, and one team was trapped here because they revealed what this place was.
These rich people don't look like desperate criminals who have committed crimes and come here to find a substitute, nor do they look like psychic enthusiasts who accidentally entered the underworld while playing psychic games. Thirdly, they have no idea where this place is.
I can't imagine why they appeared here.
Eliminate the impossible, and what remains is the most likely.
Bai Jinshu frowned slightly. Could it be that this group of people really appeared here just because they were "rich"?
But why would having money make them appear in the underworld...
At this moment, the voice of an aboriginal was heard not far away: "I'm telling you, Brother Chang, this is a good opportunity for you... When we get back, I'll introduce you to someone named Lin...Lin Jianyu!"
A flash of lightning.
He immediately pieced together some clues.
*
The world of the living.
Wen Qi sat in the police car wrapped in a blanket, holding hot water in both hands, and gave the policewoman who came to see her a fragile yet strong smile: "Thank you, sister, I... I feel much better now."
"Really?" The policewoman touched her cheek with the back of her hand worriedly, "Your eyes are swollen from crying. Do you want me to find some ice packs for you?"
"No need," Wen Qi sniffed, pursed her lips and made a sad expression, "I want to be alone for a while."
"Okay, then you stay here first."
She watched the policewoman jump out of the police car and close the door, and the sadness on her face instantly faded away.
Three hours had passed since the couple's death. The police arrived at the scene early and carried both her and Wen Yiming from the accident scene to the police car.
Since their parents died, naturally they didn't have to go to school anymore.
The accident took place in front of an aristocratic school, and the couple and their children were wearing the school uniform. It is easy to imagine that the deceased must be either rich or noble.
Now that their parents are dead, the only two heirs are these two children who are not even adults yet. The female police officers present will naturally take great care of Wen Qi.
And caring about her is much better than caring about Wen Yiming next door. Wen Qi heard the sound over there and it seemed that Wen Yiming was cursing and throwing things.
Compared to Wen Yiming, caring for Wen Qi is much easier.
It’s just that Wen Qi is not used to this kind of care.
As soon as the policewoman left, she rubbed her cheeks, which seemed a little tired from pretending to cry, and sighed softly. Before she could put her hands down, the car door was opened again.
"Wen Qi," a policeman poked his head in, "someone is looking for you, do you want to meet him?"
"Looking for me?" Wen Qi quickly adjusted her facial expression, "Who would look for me..."
Does she know any "friends" in the world of the living who would come specially after their parents died?
She followed the policeman for a while with full of doubts in her heart, and a familiar figure came into her sight.
"Wen Qi." Xu Ke was wearing a police uniform and standing next to the police car, waving at her. Wen Qi felt that the person standing next to him looked familiar, as if he was also one of the members of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau who had gone to the underworld.
"Brother Xu Ke?" She trotted forward a few steps and asked in a surprised voice, "Why are you here?"
"I heard that your parents passed away, so I came to see you," Xu Ke walked forward a few steps, "and also to support you."
Wen Qi really didn't understand what it meant this time.
"Your parents are dead, and now half of the property they left behind belongs to you," Xu Ke explained in a low voice, "but you have never appeared in public before, and I'm afraid of what your brother and your mother's relatives will do to you."
After all, Wen Yiming was the child they had watched grow up, but as for Wen Qi, most people would forget about her if they didn't mention her.
Xu Ke was afraid that Wen Qi would be dealt with by Wen Yiming before she inherited the property, so he came here in police uniform to support her and tell everyone that Wen Qi was not a poor student with nothing, and at least she knew a public official like him.
From this perspective... Wen Qi felt complicated. Xu Ke was really a good person.
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