When the rich and powerful were lined up to confess

The door of the cafe was slowly closed.

After flipping the sign over, the man in the floral shirt sat down on the seat again.

The man just held his chin with his hands, looking at He Shaozheng with a vague sense of inquiry.

Even though he is currently in a controlled environment, He Shaozheng's expression is still very calm.

Obviously in my memory, I am just an ordinary college student who just graduated, and I don't have any special abilities;

But... Inexplicably, He Shaozheng has such a burst of self-confidence.

It was as if no matter how dangerous the situation was, with his own strength, he could easily solve it.

—Maybe... there is also a special intuition.

That is... In He Shaozheng's heart, although these two people can be called strange and weird, they will not hurt him.

There were only these two people left in this rather quiet coffee shop. He Shaozheng looked at them calmly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared suddenly.

In this way, he walked up to the woman who was more than two meters tall and said, "Have a cup of black coffee without sugar."

The rather tall woman nodded slightly, but didn't make a sound, just swiped the cash register screen with her finger.

He Shaozheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

He noticed that the skin on this woman's wrist was not so uniform in color.

The skin on the woman's face and neck was indeed very white, but the small area on the wrist was faintly yellow.

— Tanned? ...doesn't seem like it.

——Is this not his original skin color?

——or... this is not his original face?

He Shaozheng thought so in his heart.

However, nothing was revealed on his face, and he still showed a faint look.

He took out his wallet and paid for it. When he was about to take the wallet back, the waiter in front of him put it on his wallet with sharp eyes like the tip of a needle.

To be precise, it was placed on top of the photo inside.

After He Shaozheng woke up, he lived in Heinrich's house because of his inexplicable "lover". Many related things were bought by Heinrich Mainz.

The photo in the wallet was taken by Heinrich Mainz, and two copies were printed. One copy seemed to be placed by the man in the pocket on his right chest closest to his heart. Another copy, Heinrich Mainz asked He Shaozheng to keep it in his wallet.

He Shaozheng noticed that when he raised his hand to reveal a corner of the photo, the Caucasian woman's gaze paused slightly.

The environment in the photo seems to be in a rather ambiguous light and shadow, one hand is lightly confining the other hand, the pale skin and the honey-colored skin cover each other, creating a charming. atmosphere.

"……What's wrong?"

He Shaozheng slightly raised his eyebrows and asked.

This weird woman seemed to want to see a hole in this photo abruptly. After seeing the other person's eyes, He Shaozheng felt a strange feeling in his heart, and put the wallet back in his pocket.

After seeing He Shaozheng retracting his wallet, the woman raised her head again.

"Sir, the total is 54 euros."

said the woman.

Except for the somewhat strange German accent, this woman's voice... actually had a hint of hoarseness.

He Shaozheng's brows twitched involuntarily.

——This voice doesn't sound like a woman at all.

Such a thought quickly passed through his mind.

He Shaozheng still didn't say anything, he just took the newspaper in his hand and sat opposite to the man in the floral shirt.

Apparently, the other party was also quite leisurely. On that elegant table, a cup of coffee was almost bottomed out, and only a small piece of the delicate blueberry cream cake was left.

"Tsk tsk..."

The man in the floral shirt smiled softly at He Shaozheng. He closed the computer, put it aside, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why? There are so many seats in this store, why are you sitting next to me?"

He Shaozheng said calmly, "I think, since you have already set your target on me, instead of waiting for you to ask me to come to you, you might as well take the initiative."

"—We're going to make a quick fix and get rid of some things that confuse me."

As He Shaozheng said, he placed a roll of newspaper lightly on the table.

The words specially marked in black on the newspaper implied the name and exact address of the coffee shop.

The man in the floral shirt smiled slightly, "Oh? I didn't expect Mr. He to be quite a bold man. When he was close to the newsroom, someone stuffed a newspaper, and he really dared to follow this newspaper The clues given are found here."

He Shaozheng's tone was very steady, "Because, I also feel a little strange."

"On the newspaper, in the upper left corner, like an ordinary sender, my Chinese name was written on it, and it was a very correct and clear Chinese character—"

"Even if foreigners have to go through a certain degree of imitation or learning, they generally cannot write such standard Chinese characters. This shows that the person who wrote the three characters He Shaozheng in the newspaper is very likely to be a Chinese. "

"In this environment in Berlin, Germany, there are eyeliners of the Mainz family everywhere. You want to contact me in this way, which means that you have something to tell me, and you want to avoid the Mainz family. ..."

As he spoke, He Shaozheng leaned forward slightly.

He made such a behavior almost subconsciously.

During interrogation, leaning forward can bring a certain sense of oppression to more people-this is a special technique.

But at this moment, it was just an instinctive reaction of He Shaozheng.

"I think you must have learned something... about my past, about my lost memory."

He Shaozheng narrowed his eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

The man in a floral shirt on the opposite side drank the coffee he picked up unhurriedly, and didn't answer He Shaozheng's question immediately.

And at this moment, a cup of black coffee was discovered and served.

"Sir, your coffee."

A hoarse voice sounded slowly.

After the man removed the tray steadily, he actually sat straight beside He Shaozheng.

He Shaozheng frowned.

It wasn't until she was actually sitting next to him... that He Shaozheng clearly felt the height difference between the other party and himself.

He thought that his figure of more than 1 meters was considered burly among Asians and even Europeans and Americans, but he did not expect that this woman would have such a height.

The other party was wearing a white shirt and a light coffee-colored apron that coffee shop receptionists usually wear, and a coffee-colored hat on top of his head.

The man in the flowered shirt sat across from him, and the woman next to him didn't seem to be a simple character.

——It seems... There is a faint trend of encirclement.

They all blocked He Shaozheng's escape route.

Facing He Shaozheng's slightly wary eyes, the extremely ordinary-looking white woman suddenly smiled at him.

Then she stretched out her fingers, put them on her neck, and tore off that piece of skin forcefully——

"Tear -" a sound.

Immediately afterwards, he ripped off a copy of a woman's penis in this way, revealing a face of an Asian man with restrained features and a bit of resoluteness.

Lei Meng put his hand on his wrist again, and pressed it lightly, as if he touched a switch.

The original muscles and figure were suddenly revealed, even more burly and sturdy than the man in the floral shirt in front.

After seeing this scene, He Shaozheng was stunned.

——What kind of fucking black technology is this...?

Unexpectedly, the person next to him just put that scary-looking mask on the table without explaining anything, and smiled straight at him.

There was a bit of a stiff smile in that smile. Obviously, this handsome Asian man didn't smile often.

He just said a few words, "Commander... I finally found you."

—I finally found you.

The voice of this sentence is very soft, but it seems to carry a heavy feeling.

It's as if... I am an existence that the other party can never live up to.

He Shaozheng was slightly taken aback, and said hesitantly, "Have we met before...?"

His words were not one hundred percent certain.

Because, although the big man in front of him did give him a somewhat familiar feeling, but there seemed to be no trace of it, so he couldn't let go of his guard.

On the opposite side of He Shaozheng, the man in the floral shirt raised his brows, and a look of surprise and admiration flashed in his eyes.

Huo Liancheng whispered in his heart, "It seems that the news that Lei Meng got before is not wrong... He Shaozheng is really a ruthless character, did he actually hypnotize himself?"

…………

In fact, that night, after the anesthesia had been removed from his body by the Philippine medical team, Lei Meng was in a hurry to find He Shaozheng.

Because...it was dawn, but He Shaozheng didn't come back.

However, just when he was planning to leave with the elite team from the Asian region, he unexpectedly received news from He Shaozheng.

Before He Shaozheng left, when he hugged Lei Meng and rubbed against his neck, the man put a miniature communication system on Lei Meng's ear at the same time.

Therefore, Lei Meng and his group received the last piece of news belonging to He Shaozheng.

With a little hoarse electronic sound, Sla Sla sounded.

"...Raymond, let me make a long story short."

"Heinrich Mainz intends to use the memory tampering experiment on me... I will try to hypnotize myself and lurk by his side, but I may also face failure."

"If I fail, please find a way to find me and wake me up."

"--I believe you."

…………

Thinking of this, the man in the floral shirt was no longer silent.

He gently reached out and tapped his desktop, and said, "Whether you have real amnesia or fake amnesia... He Shaozheng, Commander He, please allow us to introduce ourselves to you."

The man in the floral shirt had an unusually serious expression on his face.

"My name is Huo Liancheng."

In the next second, the man sitting next to He Shaozheng also spoke——

"My name is Raymond."

As she said that, the faintly hot gaze stuck to her face.

While hesitating, the man named Lei Meng raised his hand gently, as if he wanted to caress He Shaozheng's shoulder, but when he touched the corner of He Shaozheng's shirt, he paused slightly and slowly twitched. returned.

He only uttered a soft sigh.

But that sigh seemed to hit He Shaozheng's heart, causing his heart to throb suddenly.

"Commander... finally found you."

——Commander, why do they call themselves that?

He Shaozheng thought so in his heart.

He reached out and tapped the table lightly, straightened out his thoughts, and spoke proactively.

"My memory is indeed a part of the gap, but I can't completely trust you - but I would like to give you a chance to tell you the information I have learned so far."

"In my cognition, I am just an ordinary college student. After graduation, I came to the chemical pharmaceutical factory where the Mainz family works as an intern. After that, my brain suffered a little trauma due to a chemical explosion accident. ...I lost my memory, lost almost six or seven years of memory, and when I woke up, Heinrich Mainz told me that I was in a relationship with him.”

While talking, He Shaozheng stirred the coffee cup in front of his desk.

He didn't drink either, and his movements were so graceful, like a mural.

Huo Liancheng sneered suddenly.

"Ordinary college students? Lovers? That's the funniest thing I've ever heard... Ha ha."

After hearing what He Shaozheng said, Lei Meng's complexion suddenly changed.

- lover?That fellow Heinrich... how dare you?

Immediately afterwards, He Shaozheng sensed a strong... killing intent from this hunk who was over two meters tall.

Raymond's expression froze slightly.

"——Do you think these words, this part of your identity... are worthy of you?"

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