The sea is blue, the sky is blue, a small police private plane cuts through the clouds, its low roar spreads on the sea, and panicked seabirds fly across the water, leaving the slightest ripples.

In the cabin, a handcuffed long-haired man was concentrating with his eyes closed. His legs were crossed on the seat in front of him, and his feet were shaking rhythmically. As long as people passed by him and looked at his face,

I always have the urge to spit out my breakfast.

"Wilsan! Would you like some Sashimi?"

The person who speaks fluent English is a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue police uniform. There is also a white and red national flag embroidered on his chest, which is reminiscent of the sanitary napkins used by women. The long-haired man raised his eyelids and waved.

He waved his hands and shouted in a weird voice: "Sashimi Yamedie... Yamedie..."

The middle-aged man had veins on his forehead and said angrily: "Wilson! You don't need to speak Japanese, I can understand English. Also, this is not how this sentence is used."

The long-haired man showed a hint of surprise and said in English: "Isn't that how it is used? Could it be that this sentence can only be used in restricted-rated films?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to eat? If you don't eat now, you will have to wait six hours."

"Are there mashed potatoes? Or toasted ham? By the way, can you open my handcuffs first?" The long-haired man raised his hands. Seeing the middle-aged man's hesitation, he shrugged and continued with a smile: "

This is nearly 10,000 meters in the air, I can’t run away.”

"Okay!" The middle-aged man opened the handcuffs for him and said, "There is no potato toast, only sushi and curry rice. What do you want to eat?"

“Then sushi!”

All the entourage in the cabin were eating quietly. The long-haired man took a bite of sushi and asked vaguely: "Is Sora Aoi your idol?"

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched twice, and he said with difficulty: "No!"

"Her acting skills are really good and she knows so many postures. Are all the women in your country like her?"

"no the same!"

The long-haired man looked up and sighed: "I lie naked in front of the camera for survival. Some people stand well-dressed in front of the camera for selfish lust and deception. This is what she said. Such a straightforward woman,

I think she can definitely be a princess."

"…………"

At this moment, the plane suddenly shook violently, and then the cabin began to tilt. The crew members who were caught off guard instantly staggered around in the cabin. They had no idea what had happened and were all stunned.

After the long-haired man controlled his balance, he immediately grabbed the parachute bag on a seat. The plane seemed to be drunk and gradually became unruly. He kicked off the window glass and climbed out despite the strong wind pressure.

After getting off the plane, he had just climbed out half of the way, and then his whole body was trapped in the clouds and mist by the strong wind.

The other person buckled the parachute bag in mid-air and opened the parachute when the plane exploded a few kilometers away. Before the long-haired man could express his gratitude, the shock wave of the explosion was mixed with body fragments and hit him head-on.

It hit him on the head, and he immediately rolled his eyes, his tongue stuck out of his mouth, and he was very dizzy.

The cold sea water revived the long-haired man, and his ghostly face gradually became more delicate. A desire to survive drove him, and he kept swimming, and kept swimming...

Wu Ming lay on the big bed with his butt sticking out, and fell off the bed with a sharp dog paddle. His head hit the low cabinet next to the bed. He woke up, feeling dizzy, and his eyelids seemed to be sewn open.

It's all a bit difficult.

It was this dream again! Only this time it was clearer, and he saw some strange and familiar pictures. Wu Ming slowly got up, covering his head and sitting on the floor against the bed, damn! Still couldn't remember anything.

, thinking of the ghostly man in his dream, he jumped up quickly and opened his laptop.

silver fox!

Looking at the face on the computer that made people want to vomit, Wu Ming showed a wry smile. Is this really his old self? A master thief? A wanted criminal in the world? I originally thought that he was just bad enough to have sores on his head, but he didn't

I thought it was bad enough that the soles of my feet were leaking pus. To put it simply, it was completely bad.

No wonder you feel familiar when you see the photos before, no wonder you feel a little strange when you hear the word "silver fox", no wonder you get scared when you see the police, no wonder you feel itchy when you see a beautiful woman hanging her panties, this is the subconscious feeling that you are a thief.

?

However, what has he stolen before? Wu Ming touched his chin and thought to himself, as if he didn't realize that he had this talent? It would be difficult to sneak into a beautiful woman's boudoir, let alone steal someone else's safe.

After reading all the news about Silver Fox, Wu Ming still couldn't accept it. Is he really that powerful? Can he really fly into the sky and escape from the earth? Can he really steal the pants of an enemy general's wife among thousands of enemy troops?

People who like to steal things will always have a paranoid possessive desire for other people's property, and they will not immediately take it as their own. Wu Ming snorted, it was outrageous. Apart from feeling this way about other people's beautiful wives, he also

I don't have any possessiveness about other people's things.

Closing the computer, Wu Ming sneered. It was so ridiculous. If he was really a person who stole for a living, how could he not even have the slightest desire to steal? Is stealing someone else's wife considered a master thief? A master thief... can do it without anyone noticing.

Secretly committing adultery?

His mind was full of fragmented memories, like a broken jigsaw puzzle. Wu Ming felt very depressed, and he felt like he wanted to incriminate himself. He couldn't accept this outrageous identity, but he had to accept it.

The famous thief at home and abroad is having a lot of fun!

In the past, he didn't care when his memory would be restored, but now he had to care. The word "memory" was like a bone stuck in his throat. Wu Ming was no longer indecisive. Since there were strong signs of memory recovery, he should go to the hospital and find ways to restore his memory as soon as possible.

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……………………………………………

He got the outpatient clinic number of a brain specialist at a large hospital in Zhonghai online. As soon as Wu Mingyang walked to the hotel parking lot, his cell phone rang. He answered the call without even looking at it, "Hello!"

"Sangui!"

"Brother Pig? What's the matter? I'm rushing to the hospital now."

Zhuge Dachang asked with concern: "Go to the hospital to fuck the bird?"

"go to hospital!"

"Isn't the problem serious?"

Wu Ming smiled bitterly and said: "It's quite serious!"

Zhuge Dachang said quietly: "The old ones won't go away, and the new ones won't come in. If you really can't keep it, just cut it off!"

Wu Ming said angrily: "What do you mean by this?"

Zhuge Dachang joked: "If you look at it a bit, the imported goods are actually very good. You can say goodbye to AA batteries forever."

"Fuck your sister's AA battery!" Wu Ming cursed: "I went to see a doctor because I have a brain disease."

"You only go to the doctor if you have a brain disease? So are you sick or not?"

"I'm sick! Tell me what you want to do! If you don't tell me, I'll die."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up!" Zhuge Dachang said urgently, then laughed twice and continued: "I'm back in Zhonghai. Come pick me up at the airport and let's have a meal together."

"Wait!"

At China Overseas International Airport, Zhuge Dachang and Feng Wushuang were talking. After seeing Wu Ming, Feng Wushuang pushed Zhuge Dachang and walked away with a smile.

"Brother Pig!"

"Sangui!"

The two of them swung their shoulders and ran towards each other. When they got closer, a sly smile appeared on their faces at the same time. They used their private feet to tease each other, but they also avoided it in panic. Then they pointed at each other's noses and cursed in unison: "Fuck!"

!You are so insidious!”

After saying that, the two of them burst into laughter. Zhuge Dachang slapped Wu Ming hard on the shoulder and cursed with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for several months, but you are still so despicable and shameless."

Wu Ming snorted angrily: "Both each other."

Zhuge Dachang showed a serious expression and said: "By the way, you just said you were going to see a doctor, are you okay?"

Wu Ming replied nonchalantly: "It's okay! Just a little cold."

"It's okay!"

The two walked and chatted as they walked out of the airport. Zhongzheng Airport was relatively close to the company. Wu Ming planned to send Zhuge Dachang back to the company to report, and then go have a meal together. As for going to the hospital, he completely forgot about it.

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Talking about the case that just ended, Zhuge Dachang was very angry and started to complain as soon as he got in the car: "You don't know how perverted that birdman is. He has to be followed when he goes to the toilet and takes a shower, and he still wants us to follow him when he sleeps at night."

Sleep in the same room."

Wu Ming started the sports car and said with a smile: "Isn't he gay?"

"Although it's not, it's almost the same."

After turning onto the airport expressway, Zhuge Dachang said angrily: "I have never seen such a perverted grandson. He is doing things with women, and he wants us to stay by his side to watch..." As he said this, he showed a look of disgust.

, then continued: "It makes people want to vomit after seeing it, bah!"

Zhuge Dachang's mouth of thick phlegm floated out of the car window. Soon, the sound of pip-pip-pop sounded, and a traffic police motorcycle chased him. A traffic policeman wearing a helmet yelled angrily: "The red Porsche in front of you, stop for me."

"

Zhuge Dachang twitched the corner of his mouth twice and sighed: "Sangui! It seems we are going to be unlucky again."

Wu understood him and said, "It's your sister! It wasn't you who caused her!"

"When people are in trouble, even God can't stop them!"

"…………"

You walk on your Yangguan Road, and I walk on my single-plank bridge. Originally, everyone was in peace, and the traffic police comrades were just on duty on the roadside, but Zhuge Dachang happened to spit a mouthful of phlegm, and it happened to spit on his police helmet. This problem is serious.

Big or small, everything depends on the person's temper.

Wu Ming parked the car on the emergency lane on the side of the road. A traffic policeman walked to the car door and saluted, took off his helmet, pointed at the stains on the windshield, and asked in a conspiratorial manner: "Did you vomit this phlegm?"

"

Zhuge Dachang said with a sneer on his face: "I vomited it, but I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry."

The traffic policeman snorted, looked at Wu Ming who also looked embarrassed, and said coldly: "Please turn off the engine, please get your driver's license and ID card."

"I don't have a driver's license."

"Don't have a driver's license?" The traffic policeman smiled enigmatically and said, "Then you will be in big trouble."

"But I have this!" Wu Ming opened his bag, took out his military ID card and handed it over.
Chapter completed!