Quick Wear: I am the shopkeeper at the Merit Pawn Shop

On the building opposite Qin Zhao's studio, a man was staring at Qin Zhao's studio with a bad look.

Soon there was a knock on the office door.

"How's the investigation going? Where did the old man next to Qin Zhao come from? What does he do?" asked the middle-aged man.

"This old man was found by Qin Zhao from the rescue station. According to the registration in the rescue station, he has lost his memory, but he should have remembered something. He is very good at bone setting and can cure people with just a few moves, but there is no reason why such a powerful bone setting technique has no name.

So this is quite strange, there has been no news of any medical bone-setting masters going missing recently."

"Is that all the news?"

"Take a look at this." The man leaned closer, opened his phone, and showed the man a video. The video showed Shen Mo questioning Ke Qiuyue.

“Did you find this retired teacher?”

"I found it. The teacher said that the man is now dead according to his household registration certificate."

On the rooftop, Shen Mo had already knocked down both bodyguards.

Returning to Qin Zhao's studio, Qin Zhao looked at Shen Mo with complicated eyes.

"what would you like?"

"I want to find a lawyer."

Shen Mo could find a lawyer himself after making money, but the legal profession is very complicated. Even if he found a suitable lawyer, the lawyer might not take his business.

Through Qin Zhao, he doesn't need to work so hard, and he only needs to spend some time.

"What kind of lawsuit do you want to file?" Qin Zhao asked.

"Restore the household registration and sue Yang Meina for bigamy."

As for not suing Yang Meina for embezzlement of property, there is no way to sue her because the client in the small notebook was also working illegally. He asked a middleman to send money to Yang Meihua, and the middleman would not testify. If the middleman testified, the middleman would most likely be prosecuted for money laundering.

Therefore, Shen Mo can only take revenge by other means.

Shen Mo roughly told Qin Zhao about his own situation, and Qin Zhao could only express sympathy for him.

In fact, the law can't help Shen Mo much. He has learned criminal law in his previous life, so he doesn't plan to sue Yang Meina for embezzlement of property.

As for the issue of filing a lawsuit to alert the enemy, what he has to do now is to alert the enemy, otherwise who knows what those people will do.

Qin Zhao quickly found a lawyer for Shen Mo.

Just as Shen Mo guessed, the focus now is on whether Yang Meina knows that Shen Mo is working abroad.

If Yang Meina didn't know, there would be no violation of the law if she closed the account on the grounds of Shen Mo's death. However, Yang Meina took Shen Mo's money, closed the account on the grounds of Shen Mo's death, and married someone else. This is a crime.

"If you have a recording of your phone calls with Yang Meina, that would also prove that Yang Meina has been in contact with you over the years."

"Isn't the call record working?"

"That won't work. You know you two were calling from a pay phone, and a pay phone can be used to talk to anyone."

The lawyer felt that this case was neither difficult nor simple.

After meeting with the lawyer, Shen Mo returned to his room and began to recall the client's memory.

Losing a part of his soul still had a great impact on him. Shen Mo felt that he often forgot some things, so he needed to constantly recall them.

Shen Mo suddenly thought of a detail.

At that time, he wanted to leave a good impression on his wife and children, so he took them to a local photo studio to take pictures.

Thinking of this, he quickly contacted his friends in the notebook.

The long-awaited call came through, and the person on the other end was quite anxious when he heard Shen Mo's voice: "Where have you been? Shen Mo, have you not contacted us since you returned to China?"

When Shen Mo heard the voice of his old friend, he felt bitter for the client.

He told his old friend about what was going on here, and the person on the other end of the phone was already talking about the national quintessence.

"I told you not to trust that woman, but you didn't listen. What else did you say? Bastard, bastard, you idiot. Then why are you calling me now? Are you going to come back?"

"Come back, your notebook is too outdated. You should come back. China is the best place to go. Forget it. There's no point in telling you this. Hurry up and help me check if the Dalang Photo Studio on the corner is still there."

"Why are you asking about that photo studio? Dalang died a few days ago. He was over 80 years old, and he was just pushed by his son and died just like that."

"Bastard, bastard." Shen Mo shouted bastard several times.

"Where is his son?" Shen Mo thought that the old Japanese man in Dalang Photo Studio had only been dead for two days, and that man's son should not have disposed of the film so quickly, but the bastard could do anything.

Now it depends on luck.

"Oh, that guy, he sold the photo studio as soon as his father died. You know, small houses are hard to find now, and the population here is getting smaller and smaller..."

Shen Mo just felt a headache. What a bastard! He really shouldn't have counted on the bastard.

"Do you know Xiao Sun? He's the one who escaped with you and was later spotted by a Japanese girl and became her son-in-law. Actually, you were the first person the Japanese girl spotted, but you were stubborn and now you're the owner of the photo studio."

Shen Mo: "Are you kidding me, old man? Believe it or not, I will beat you up when I get back."

"I told you that you would regret it, and you really did regret it, hahaha."

"Shut up, you mean Xiao Sun inherited the photo studio. Are Da Lang's negatives still there?"

"Of course I am. Xiao Sun said yesterday that he found your negatives. I don't know if you will come back or not. I also don't know your address, otherwise I would have mailed the negatives to you."

"Okay. That's great. You can ask Xiao Sun to send me the negative, the one with the family photo. Thank you so much. Brother, if you come back to China, I will definitely treat you to a big dinner." Shen Mo shouted excitedly.

He then told the person on the other end of the phone the address of Qin Zhao's studio.

In a high-end beauty salon, Yang Meina was getting a beauty treatment while scrolling through her phone out of boredom when she suddenly saw a show featuring a man with distinct facial features.

When Yang Meina saw this face, her whole body trembled, but then she thought that it couldn't be that man. This man exuded nobility, completely different from her dead ex-husband who looked shabby.

And now the man’s body is probably already rotten.

She continued to scroll, and this time the video she saw made her shudder. She saw her stepdaughter’s former class teacher, but the man standing next to this class teacher was the man who had just walked the runway. Why were these two people walking together?

She was so scared that she stood up and walked out while talking on the phone, regardless of the beautician still working.

"Fu Zhihua, you said he would not come back. Why is he still fine now? You'd better give me a reason?" Yang Meina's hands were shaking as she held the phone.

"What are you talking about? If I say he is dead, he is dead. Are you still not confident in my work?" The man smiled indifferently.

When it comes to dealing with Shen Mo, the two of them are on the same front.

"Fu Zhihua, are you high again? You haven't touched your cell phone for a few days?" Yang Meina said angrily.

"Look at the messages on your phone. Shen Mo has contacted Shen Shujun's former class teacher."