Chapter 965 How Much Do You Believe in Your Memory?

Xu Qian gave Jiang Hong some bruise medicine at a nearby small clinic to treat the bruises on her body.

Zhang Heng took advantage of this time to go to a nearby vending machine and buy a cup of hot tea, two bottles of mineral water, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Zhang Heng put the cigarette and lighter into his pocket and returned to the clinic. Give the hot tea to Jiang Hong.

The latter thanked him profusely after taking it.

Xu Qian on the other side took a bottle of mineral water, opened it and took a sip, "Is he really your husband?"

Jiang Hong lowered her head when she heard this and hummed softly.

"Then has he been domestically violent to you like this before?"

As a result, before Jiang Hong said anything, the old Chinese medicine doctor beside her said, "Yes, this is the third time she has come to my place this month."

"Then why didn't you call the police or get a divorce?" Xu Qian frowned.

"Because she also has a younger brother working for her husband. If she gets divorced, her younger brother will also be unemployed." The old Chinese medicine doctor was obviously familiar with Jiang Hong's family situation, and he might have advised Jiang Hong to divorce before.

Jiang Hong raised her head and forced a forced smile, "I'm fine, I'm used to it. Also, thank you for today. You are all good people. You don't know me but you are still willing to stand up for me."

"What are you talking about?" Xu Qian was stunned and took off her eyes, "It's me, Xu Qian, your previous tenant. We met when you rented a house two years ago. At that time, you didn't marry."

"Really?" Jiang Hong looked a little confused when she heard this.

"Why, can't you remember? Two years ago, you left your luggage with me in advance, and in order to thank me, you treated me to a meal at the roast duck restaurant on the next street."

"Have we had dinner together?" Jiang Hong looked obviously not impressed at all.

After experiencing what happened to Fu Ji before, Xu Qian also noticed something was wrong this time, "Did you move here two years ago?"

"Yes, that's right." Jiang Hong had no objection to this.

Her answer also made Xu Qian relax a little, and then asked, "Do you still remember the tenants who lived here before you?"

Xu Qian looked into Jiang Hong's eyes as she spoke, expecting the latter to say the words "It's you", but Jiang Hong's answer afterwards made her freeze there again.

"The tenants before me were a family of three. I still remember them. The man was a primary school teacher and the woman was a housewife. They also had a son, who was about six or seven years old. They later moved to the third house. Second floor." Jiang Hong replied.

"You're lying! Why are you all acting like this? I have no grudge against you, and we saved you just now, so why are you lying to me?" Xu Qian's expression also became a little excited. He grabbed Jiang Hong's arm, and because he used too much force, it touched Jiang Hong's bruised area, causing the latter to show pain.

Zhang Heng on the side had to take action and separated the two people first.

But Xu Qian continued to stare at Jiang Hong, "You know the boss and the wife of Fuji, right? They contacted you just now and asked you to cooperate with them in lying."

As a result, the old Chinese medicine doctor on the side couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted, "I can prove that she didn't lie. I have also seen the family she mentioned. Before she came, one night the child of that family had a fever. , a family of three came to my place for scraping, and while chatting, they told me that they were planning to move to the second floor.”

"But this doesn't prove that they are the tenants of 714. I am the tenant of 714. I was the one who lived there before Jiang Hong. I also have an impression of your traditional Chinese medicine clinic. I pass by your door every day after work. , although I have never come in." Xu Qian said.

The old Chinese medicine doctor spread his hands, "But I remember that night they told me their house number, which is 714, and they even allowed me to visit their home when I was free. They are a very warm and polite family."

Just when the two were arguing, Zhang Heng suddenly said, "Landlord."

"Um?"

"You can ask the landlord about this question. He should have records of all the tenants in the building." Zhang Heng added.

"You're right." Xu Qian seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She clicked on the address book in her bracelet. However, after searching around, she remembered that she seemed to have known the names of people related to the first floor before. All contact information has been deleted.

Jiang Hong said weakly, "I have the number here."

"Okay, then..." Xu Qian suddenly closed her mouth mid-sentence, showing a hint of hesitation. Zhang Heng knew what she was worried about, so he said, "You can just find a shop downstairs. , you should be able to get the landlord’s phone number.”

Xu Qian accepted Zhang Heng's suggestion and trotted back to the downstairs of the residential building. Five minutes later, Zhang Heng saw Xu Qian ending the call and standing on the side of the road in despair.

"Thank you for your help in answering our previous questions," Zhang Heng said to Jiang Hong, and then nodded to the old Chinese medicine doctor on the side, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, Zhang Heng pushed open the door of the clinic, looked at the cars on the left and right, and crossed the road.

He walked directly to Xu Qian and asked, "How is it? Is there any result?"

Xu Qian acted as if she didn't hear what he said, and stayed for another half second before reacting, "You planned all this in advance, right? You contacted everyone and asked them to lie about me. .”

"But before today, you have never told me your detailed experience of living on the first floor. I don't know where you worked before, nor your specific address. How can I contact everyone to accompany me in such a performance?" play?"

"Then how to explain what happened now," Xu Qian asked, "I just called the landlord and paid her a thousand credits to help me check the tenants of 714 three years ago."

"Then what?"

"Then what she said was exactly the same as Jiang Hong. They must have communicated beforehand. Did you see Jiang Hong on the phone when I went to ask for her number just now?"

"I'm afraid not, she just sat there and didn't move anything." Zhang Heng said.

"Then they must have other means of communication." Xu Qian said anxiously, "If it's not you, who is doing this kind of prank on me? What is his purpose? What does it do to him to pretend that I have never lived on the first floor? Any benefit?"

"Calm down first." Zhang Heng took out the pack of cigarettes he just bought, handed one to Xu Qian, and helped the latter light the fire. After Xu Qian took two deep puffs, he continued, "Do you remember the question I asked you before? How much do you trust your memory?"

"Do you think there is something wrong with my memory?" Xu Qian seemed to have heard something extremely absurd and shook her head, "This is impossible. Only clones will have their memories falsified. I am a citizen of New Shanghai 0297. , came here three years ago and have lived here for a long time.”

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because all the clones here don't know the existence of cloning technology. Only in this way can they remain stable. Moreover, they all have locators in their heads and numbers on the back of their necks. This is obvious." Xu Qian said, "You have also seen what happened in Fuji before. That girl is a standard clone. She was taken away just because she heard the word clone. And you, don't you also have a number on the back of your neck? ?"

"So if someone makes another batch of clones and gives them access to the clone's information, without a number on the back of their neck or a locator in their head, they will be more stable than the first batch of clones and will never I will suspect that I am a clone." Zhang Heng said lightly.