Himemoto's interpretation

When the stitches were removed, Xingqi grimaced unhappily.

If the thread is removed, there is no reason to unbutton and fasten the detective every day, and you can't use the reason of "convenient to take care of you" to sleep in the detective's bedroom and sleep in a bed.

After 1 minute, the rapidly expanding unhappiness finally turned into uncomfortable and crying.

Not only was there a scar on the detective's white and smooth skin that he didn't know when it would disappear, but also because the detective pushed her after hitting her forehead, and then left after pushing her.

Didn't she just sniff it for a long time, and then lick it in a strange way.

I've already bitten, what's wrong with licking it?

Xingqi put the things back in the attic, reflected on the rising sun for a moment, and started to exercise.

After finishing the warm-up exercise, tie your shoelaces and hair ropes, Xingqi adjusted her breathing, put her right hand on the railing, pressed down, and used this as a fulcrum to climb over the railing and jump down to the fourth floor.

Recently, she has become more proficient in high-altitude jumping skills, but this time it is a vertical jump, which is slightly more difficult, and she plans to land in a dangerous place, only ten centimeters away from the cobbled walkway.

After landing, Xingqi turned two somersaults before completely shedding the momentum, and stood up exactly as she expected, nose to beak with Mr. Ha who was having breakfast.

Right now is the celadon dish Mr. Ha is pecking at, and where the line of sight is parallel is the first button of the detective's formal coat.

The assistant fell from the sky, and the detective didn't even lift his eyelids. As soon as he let go, corn kernels fell into the celadon dish.

Mr. Ha calmly pecked at a corn, raised his head and swallowed it, then turned around while keeping his head up, and pointed his butt at her.

"Isn't he handsome?" Xingqi ignored Mr. Ha and smiled flatteringly at the detective.

"Very capable." The detective still didn't look at her, his cheeks and neck were rosy with the sun, he took the wet tissue from Xingqi and concentrated on wiping his hands.

"Although my brain is not easy to use and my long-term memory is chaotic, I can guarantee that I will remember 80% of the things within a week, and my skills are not bad." Xingqi boasted, "I am confident that I will discover more skills, maybe before I lose my memory. It's also a secret agent."

The detective didn't accept the commission these few days, and she acquiesced in going to 935 every day.

The unfathomable Mrs. Lin made a judgment based on the powerful comprehensive database of her curly hair that Xingqi's recent memory began to gradually fade after seven days.

Fading is not disappearing, supplemented by images, sounds and even smells, there is still a high probability of awakening memories.

Curly said seriously that Xingqi's brain capacity was low, and it automatically compressed unimportant parts to leave room for new content.

They talked about Xingqi's amnesia like discussing what medicine to take for a cold. They didn't think it was a terminal illness that required sympathy and pity, and they didn't care as much as Sister Su, Mr. Tan, and Xi Xiuwan.

Xingqi's unformed self-pity and self-pity were frankly knocked away in this way.

The only worry was that the detective would fire her for it.

During this time, Xingqi tried her best to show the detective various skills.

Although so far there is only a leap of faith that exclaims "so handsome" every time the curly hair is used, I don't know what it is.

"It's exactly one week since you received the commission and completed it." Xingqi continued to find reasons, "It's a perfect match."

The detective said "hmm" calmly.

"Really, I feel like a treasure. If you give me a little more time, I will definitely not let you down." Xingqi racked her brains, "I have such good flexibility and balance, I can learn boxing, Martial arts. Ah, maybe I really learned martial arts before, just pick it up. The day Ha Xiaoer came, I just looked at the swimming pool and suddenly thought of a leap of faith."

But there was no response from the other side, and Xingqi was also speechless. Seeing the detective's ears glowing red against the sun, she unconsciously scratched her ears, "Maybe in a critical moment, my hidden skill will be automatically triggered. .I can run faster than you. If a bad guy stabs you, I can definitely block the knife for you. I can protect you..."

"Who wants your protection." The detective finally agreed to face her, but only took a look, turned away and walked into the room, "Don't go to 935 after today, remember to explain to Lin."

A few months ago, the rabbit who was gloomy and cowering, living by instinct, would also be exposed to the camera without any care, exuding a dazzling brilliance that is not inferior to that of the morning sun, and confidently saying things like "it's a treasure" and "protecting you" ...

It's really... hard to look at.

Even without the detective's order, today is the last day for Xingqi to report to the 9th floor of Building 35.

Make a judgment and prescribe the right medicine.

As the technical foreign aid of Zhou Zhou's studio, Lin naturally starts with technology.

She got a few memory bracelets from somewhere, saying that they could store images and sounds, and the control methods were both voice control and wire control.

The point is that this seemingly insignificant little thing has a long battery life and can use solar energy to achieve energy self-sufficiency.In the special situation of continuous rain and no power supply, the three rotations can also last for a week.

Lin went to the workshop to adjust the bracelet, and Xingqi asked Mrs. Lin the question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time: "Why do you all call detective 'Xiao Xia'?"

Mrs. Lin asked back, "Can't we call it that?"

"No." Xingqi was at a loss for words for a moment, and after a while, she murmured, "I think...you and her have a good relationship."

That's an omnipotent detective. Lin didn't keep her mouth shut before, and even exposed her background as an agent.

But the more she got in touch with the detective's social circle, Xingqi found that everyone casually called her "Xiao Xia", and didn't seem to take her special identity seriously.

To be honest, this unexplained injury has changed Xingqi's view of detectives. She no longer thinks that detectives are superior and cannot be offended, and there is a faint, inextricable sense of intimacy.

She was worried about whether she would be dismissed by the detective on the grounds of amnesia. She didn't know whether such a change was good or bad, and she began to seek answers spontaneously.

The most convenient thing recently is to inquire about technical foreign aid and their families.

"Lin doesn't like a noisy and disorderly environment, um...you can understand it as social fear." Mrs. Lin pointed to the ceiling, "This floor is the fortress she built for herself. So far, the whole world knows her No more than 10 people live here. Including you."

Mrs. Lin's expression was calm and natural, but Xingqi believed that this was the truth.

"Last year Xiaoxia came here to look for Lin by name, and Lin was terrified." Speaking of the past, Mrs. Lin still had some regrets, "At that time I was filming in other places, and I couldn't make it back in time."

"We have private security who can be there within 10 minutes at a signal."

"Just when I was about to send the signal, Xiaoxia called me directly, explaining that she was entrusted by Lin's biological mother, and suggested that I not go to the security guard, but asked me to persuade Lin to let her in first, and the two communicated face to face. "

"Frankly, I was taken aback, too."

In the elevator room surveillance, a young woman in formal attire claimed to be a detective. She was entrusted by a crazy woman who abused children to find her own daughter that she sold back then. She knew everything about them, but she asked the owner to open the door for her.

"I don't know how she found this place, but being able to find this place shows that she is not easy. I believe she has no malicious intentions. Let Lin hide and open the door remotely."

After entering the door, Detective Xia did not ask where the owner was, but observed each room with great interest.

"Two minutes later, she found the closet where Lin was hiding and opened the door directly."

"Lin was scared to tears by her."

"Do you know what Xiaoxia did at that time?"

Mrs. Lin suddenly beamed with joy.

Xingqi shook her head blankly.

The detective sat on the ground and said to Lin who was crying in fright: "Chicken is a distant relative of Tyrannosaurus rex. It has its own unique language. It is known that it can communicate through 35 different sounds."

Then, she yelled "clack cuckoo" very seriously and realistically.

Later, the detective spent half an hour imitating the thirteen crows of a chicken until Lin broke into tears and laughed.

"Don't think about it." Seeing that Xingqi secretly wanted to touch the keyboard, Mrs. Lin stopped her in time, "The surveillance was deleted not long ago in front of Xiaoxia."

Xingqi smacked her tongue regretfully.

"It's very difficult for Lin to communicate face-to-face with people. It only took half an hour with Xiao Xia, setting a record for the fastest time in five years." Mrs. Lin said, "Do you remember Gu Pan? She is Lin's best friend, but when you date her —I mean, it took three years to establish a friendship. Lin needs to know a person well before choosing whether to proceed with the next step.”

Xingqi couldn't help but sigh with emotion that only those who are unique enough can be used as technical foreign aid for detectives.

"Lin spent a long time looking for information about Xiaoxia. Her past experience is very complicated and vague. After finding a document marked top secret, Lin did not investigate any further."

Xingqi nodded, "So she knows that the detective used to be an agent."

"Maybe it's not the kind we see in film and television dramas," Mrs. Lin said cryptically, "Xiaoxia's special project marked on the information is intelligence analysis, and she started working very early, very early. This probably has something to do with her family background." .”

family……

Knowing that her daughter was injured, it was Ha Xiaoer who said unabashedly in the live broadcast room, "This is my sister Xia...ah, it doesn't matter what her name is now".

A brain-dead sister who doesn't care what her own sister's name is, it's better to be kicked out of the teacher as soon as possible.Xingqi took out her mobile phone, penetrating the screen to make a note.

"Xiaoxia has been out of touch with society since she was very young. It is conceivable that she will not be very good at socializing in a general sense, so she and Lin get along well."

Having said that, Mrs. Lin smiled.

Maybe it reminds me of the scene where the detective met Lin for the first time.

Xingqi also laughed.

"By the way, it was five days ago that Xiaoxia asked us to delete the surveillance, after you left our place." Mrs. Lin took a sip of tea, with meaningful eyes.

"Eh?"

Xingqi didn't expect that the topic would suddenly turn to herself. She thought about it, but she couldn't remember when the detective left the house.

Lin, who came out of the workshop with the box in his arms, interjected thoughtlessly: "Don't keep bullying the detective."

"Bullying the detective? Me?" Xingqi was puzzled, "Is there any video you didn't show me?"

"Xiao Xia is very kind-hearted and gentle."

Facing the suddenly red-eyed rabbit, Mrs. Lin held Curly in her arms, "Come on, rabbit."

The first thing Xingqi did when she went back was to put the pillow she had brought back to the attic back on the detective's bed while the detective was in the dining room.

Even if the detective wanted to fire her, he had to try to act first.

What's more, she might not be driven away.

As Xingqi expected, the detective lying on the bed heard her intentional footsteps, didn't even bother to open his eyelids, and said: "Get up at six o'clock tomorrow and go to Huaicheng."

"Ah."

Before the detective lay down on his side, Xingqi leaned over and sniffed it as usual. The detective who had taken a bath had an easily distinguishable scent of sandalwood and magnolia.

In the first few nights, she would fall asleep quickly after sniffing the smell, without dreaming all night.

But today, she couldn't sleep.

There was something she had to remember.

The sandalwood fragrance calms her mind, but the magnolia fragrance has a kind of stimulation that plucks the heartstrings.

She waited patiently, waiting for the detective's breath to slowly sink into a dormant state.

She leaned over again.

Just when she raised her upper body, the detective noticed, and put his hand on her throat, "What are you doing?"

"Just a minute."

"Just now." The detective's tone was not very pleasant.

"I have amnesia," Xingqi said in a breathless voice with her eyes closed, "I don't remember."

The hand on the neck was removed.

Xingqi leaned over quickly, the tip of her nose was close to the slightly throbbing blood vessel in the detective's neck.

She raised her other hand up, pressing the tip of her thumb against her ring finger, where the memory bracelet's control wires were tied.

The detective turned his head.

Magnolia scent becomes clearer and more profound.

Xingqi moved up a little, the tip of her nose was facing the base of her ear with the strongest breath.

"Don't drive me away."

She pressed her lips behind the detective's ear, and pressed the button on the control wire of the memory bracelet.

"Even if you don't need it, I want to protect...you."

In the photo, the detective's ears are as red as a peach blossom suddenly blooming outside the window.

The author has something to say: Chapter 57 has not made much progress, but Chapter 58 will.

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