Welcome to the world of strange dreams

"The other party used some tricks."

Seeing Fu Minghui's bewildered face, frowning, and trying hard to recall, Luo Zhao quickly said, "It's not too difficult to make people lose their memory temporarily after this kind of action. It doesn't require any mysterious techniques. The bureau's black technology can do it."

Is it black technology? Is it alien technology?

Fu Minghui instantly thought of the American movie "Men in Black".

"Then let Lu Dachui hypnotize me again..."

"No." Luo Zhao interrupted Fu Minghui's proposal, "That method cannot be used continuously in a short period of time, it will cause brain damage. And it is more effective for deep memories, and it will be difficult to use recent or short-term memories."

"Could it be a doctor from the hospital?" Fu Minghui asked again.

Luo Zhao shook his head. "Theoretically, it's unlikely. You went to a well-known hospital, famous for its orthopedic department. You should know how many people there are."

Fu Minghui got a headache just thinking about it.

Because there were really so many people, and some of the patients didn't understand, and some simply didn't follow the rules. They refused to listen to the call of the number-taking machine, and they pushed their way in, surrounding the doctor in three layers inside and outside.

She was checking the bones of the lower limbs. The treatment room was separated by a screen, but even if the nurses tried to stop them, there were always rude people who peeped in or forced their way in.

In this situation, it is difficult for medical staff to take action.

Because we need to cast mystical magic on her and seal her supernatural powers, we can't do it in public, right?

Another point: the doctor who treated her was an old expert who had to take on students.

Fu Minghui remembers clearly that the director checked her bones to see if her movements were still restricted, and he also had to explain it to the students.

Then there will be even less chance to take action.

"How can we prove that I was attacked in the hospital?" Fu Minghui rubbed his temple. "It must be difficult for Yun Ke and the others to find me in the video, right?"

"It is quite difficult, but we have a facial capture system, the bureau has the latest generation, and the hospital happened to have installed high-definition cameras, so we were able to find clues so quickly," said Luo Zhao.

Moreover, she is quite distinctive.

Because of their good financial conditions, her clothes are not exaggerated but simple and sophisticated. Especially their female team members who have seen the world can be recognized in the crowd at a glance.

The most important thing is that she was dressed like a rich and beautiful woman, but she was wearing a positioning ring on her hand that covered half of her finger and looked quite plastic.

But she wore it on the ring finger of her left hand.

It's fine if you don't raise your hand, but if you raise your hand, it will be conspicuous. When Jianhui and his friends searched the screen, they added the ring option, which made it easier.

"Maybe, people will think that a rich girl was deceived by a poor man and wears a plastic ring like a treasure. As a young lady, she has not experienced the beatings of society and is content with love, haha."

When reporting the situation, Yun Ke laughed and made Luo Zhao feel a little embarrassed.

For some reason he felt that the poor man Yun Ke was talking about was him, and he really identified with him.

He really doesn't have much money...

"But the video surveillance has blind spots, and that day, two of the four elevators in the orthopedics department were broken." Luo Zhao shook off his distracting thoughts and returned to business.

"Yes, I remember now." Fu Minghui clapped his hands. "The only good elevator at that time had a long queue of people. The other good elevator was for surgery patients only, and ordinary patients were not allowed to take it. At that time, I thought, I didn't have a serious problem, I just came for a follow-up check, there was no need to compete with those patients with missing limbs for an elevator, so I took the stairs."

After thinking for a while, he said, "But, there is a surveillance camera in the stairwell. I saw it."

"Yeah." Luo Zhao nodded. "It was because you looked up at the surveillance camera that your facial information was accurately captured. Besides, you also pulled your hair."

I couldn't help but curl the corners of my lips, thinking of the image data sent from the headquarters that I had seen on my mobile phone before.

She looked like she was in a movie and even paused unintentionally.

Since the day he recruited her, he hadn't paid much attention to her appearance. After spending more time with her, he found her to be soft, cute, and kind-hearted. Although she had a bit of a temper that she tried hard to control, she would always easily forgive her when she made a mistake.

But looking at her from the perspective of the video, I suddenly had a different feeling.

It turns out that she is a very beautiful girl.

The kind that will stand out in a crowd!

There were many people walking down the stairs who had the same idea as her, and several men looked at her several times.

She didn't seem to notice much, but he was actually a little...unhappy.

This is, distance creates beauty?

"And then, what happened?"

This time, Luo Zhao was distracted for a rare time, which caused Fu Minghui, who usually tends to be distracted, to redirect the topic.

"The place where you go for treatment is on the fourth floor, but the surveillance on the second floor is broken," said Luo Zhao.

Fu Minghui was a little surprised.

So when it comes to destroying surveillance, psychology also matters?

Most people feel safe when they see surveillance cameras and would not think that the cameras are broken, right?

As for the security guard in the monitoring room, except for this place, everything else is normal, so he will not rush to repair it immediately, or think that something has happened. He just thinks it is normal wear and tear and can be dealt with later.

It achieves the purpose without attracting attention, and the technique is also very light.

The other party also roughly knew that the opponent would play 749, so the layout was not rough at all. If Luo Zhao did not have so many capable people under him, they might have gotten away with it.

"That is to say, something happened to me on the second floor, but there is no video footage, right?" Fu Minghui asked the key question.

"That's right." Luo Zhao nodded, "But when you went down to the first floor, the situation was a little unusual."

"What's wrong?" Fu Minghui was very puzzled. "I really have no feeling or memory at all. I only vaguely remember that I had a headache at that time. The degree was not serious. It was very windy that day and I didn't wear a hat. I thought this was the reason."

Luo Zhao glanced at Fu Minghui's smooth forehead. At this moment, there were a few messy bangs hanging casually, making her look a little naive.

"First," he said slowly, "there were a lot of people coming and going that day, but after you went down to the first floor, no one appeared behind you for about twenty seconds. This proves that the other party had a short-term clearing operation. If it can make you lose your memory for a short period of time, it can certainly do the same to other people. But with so many people, it will take a little time. That pause in the flow of people would not be noticed under normal circumstances. But because we are investigating the person who backstabbed you, we paid special attention to it."

"Secondly," he held up two fingers. "Through continuous magnification and clear images, we can see that a very small red dot appeared on your forehead at that time. Proportionately speaking, it's the size of a grain of rice. If it weren't for the use of special technology, one would have thought it was a pixel problem on the screen, like the appearance of snowflakes or something like that."