I'm so annoyed!
Why did I have to get involved with him?
It would have been so much better if he'd just starved, or gotten lost, or frozen to death. Oh, no, burned to death!
Lu Qingqing's hands were tied behind her back by Hu Jia, and she was forced face-down against a wall.
"Hu Jia! Let me go! I don't want to fall out with you!"
"Tell me, who are you? What's your purpose in following me?"
From the beginning to the end, Hu Jia never believed Lu Qingqing's story. What accident? What amnesia? Was she trying to fool a ghost?
As he spoke, Hu Jia deliberately applied more pressure, causing Lu Qingqing's arms to ache.
"Hu Ergou!" Lu Qingqing had never been bullied like this before. "Are you looking to die?"
All along, Lu Qingqing hadn't resisted Hu Jia too strongly, knowing that it wasn't the time to reason with an idiot.
I can tolerate it for a while, and I'll try my best to endure it for a moment.
But if you expect me to endure for long, I'm sorry, I can't.
Lu Qingqing hooked her right leg back, and as Hu Jia's grip loosened slightly, she suddenly exerted force, spun around, broke free of his hands, and kicked him straight in the abdomen.
Hu Jia reacted quickly, blocking with his hands and deflecting the kick. He stumbled back three steps.
Seeing Lu Qingqing fight back, Hu Jia immediately lunged forward, his arms swinging out with force, aiming for Lu Qingqing's head. Lu Qingqing swayed her body and suddenly dropped lower.
She easily dodged.
"Did you do something to my family?" As they created distance, Hu Jia continued to question her.
"What happened to your family?" Lu Qingqing was very surprised. She knew Hu Jia had secrets, but she didn't know what they were.
"Still pretending!" Hu Jia changed his grip into a blade-like hand and slashed at Lu Qingqing. The woman didn't hesitate, blocking with her arms and then pushing, creating distance between herself and Hu Jia.
"That's enough!" Lu Qingqing twisted her wrist and threw a punch at Hu Jia's abdomen. However, Hu Jia was already guarding against this, and he hooked her foot, kicking her wrist. Both of them retreated, creating a safe distance.
"Hmph, it seems you're not just a petty thief!" Hu Jia was surprised that he had misjudged her.
"Find Yu Yue, call Li Yang, or at the very least, find Ouyang and ask them if what I'm saying is true." Lu Qingqing was furious. If she weren't weaker, she would have beaten this man until he begged for mercy.
"Heh heh!" Hu Jia's light laugh carried a hint of mockery. "You say you had an accident, but you can't explain what kind of accident. Also, do you know what your biggest flaw is?"
Flaw, damn it!
I'm telling the truth!
"The Special Operations Office is at the Municipal Police Station, which is in the completely opposite direction from where you pointed earlier," Hu Jia said sternly.
Lu Qingqing rolled her eyes. "Are you stupid? You've had amnesia for five years, the office moved a long time ago."
"Moved? The municipal bureau moved too?"
"No, not that!"
"Only the Special Operations Office moved?"
"Of course!"
"Why?"
"How should I know why? You just felt like it and rented a place specifically."
"I don't live in a police station and choose to rent a place with my own money? Am I sick?"
Lu Qingqing: ...
Why couldn't she explain this?
But if she told you, you wouldn't believe it. You really are sick.
"How about this, I have a way to prove my identity." Lu Qingqing suggested going to the Tongyuanmen Police Station. After all, the people at the Tongyuanmen Police Station knew her.
Hu Jia looked at Lu Qingqing suspiciously. He had never seen someone voluntarily offer to go to the police station. Was this person a real cop, or was it a delaying tactic?
"Think about why you were by the Yangtze River." Although reluctant, Lu Qingqing still brought up the awkward incident by the river.
"Also, look at your face. How do you look like a 22-year-old at all?" Lu Qingqing looked at Hu Jia mockingly. "Your skin is almost as dried as my cured meat."
"And that bag I gave you, it has..."
Lu Qingqing paused. She just remembered that the memo had been stolen by Zhan Ruoxuan.
"What does it have?" Hu Jia asked.
"It has a key!" Lu Qingqing had a flash of inspiration. "The key to the Special Operations Office. It has your photo inside. If you don't believe me, come with me."
Silence...
A full thirty seconds of silence...
None of Lu Qingqing's other words had moved Hu Jia, but the fact that he woke up in the river had piqued Hu Jia's curiosity.
He remembered he was driving to catch a murderer, a case he had been investigating for a long time. He had finally gotten a lead, but somehow he had driven off a cliff.
Right, and his father, Brother Wen, he didn't know where he was.
Hu Jia looked up at the dark courtyard. This house had been abandoned for a long time.
"Let's go to the police station!" Hu Jia quickly made his decision.
...
To prevent Lu Qingqing from escaping halfway, Hu Jia found a rope by the roadside. The two of them were now like grasshoppers tied to the same rope, neither able to escape.
Lu Qingqing was unhappy but had no choice but to accept.
After all, she didn't want to fight Hu Jia again.
Earlier, when she blocked his aerial attack with her hands in front of her chest, the force had made her chest ache.
Damn it!
Good thing it was her own hands. If Hu Jia had touched them, she would have chopped them off.
Lu Qingqing's face was ashen, and Hu Jia's expression wasn't much better.
One was secretly cursing the person next to her, while the other was constantly pondering the confusing mysteries.
...
"Qingqing?" Zhan Ruoxuan, who was on duty, was very surprised to see Lu Qingqing suddenly appear at the police station, especially seeing Hu Jia beside her and the rope tying them together. Zhan Ruoxuan instinctively wanted to confess.
"Captain Hu!" Zhan Ruoxuan greeted him weakly. This man was indeed formidable, having found his way here so quickly.
"You know her?" Hu Jia asked as soon as they entered the station, having heard Zhan Ruoxuan's address to Lu Qingqing.
This startled Zhan Ruoxuan. As expected, he had come to interrogate him. He glanced at Lu Qingqing, who gave him a slight nod.
Was she telling him to tell the truth?
"Heh heh. We were just joking, we didn't really want to rob you. You still have that bag, don't you?" Zhan Ruoxuan gave an awkward smile.
Huh?
Lu Qingqing's face froze.
That wasn't what she meant!
"Rob?" Hu Jia's gaze towards her was chilling.
It's over!
Lu Qingqing didn't know if her forced smile was sincere enough. "Um, I think I still have something to say."
...
The sky was beginning to show signs of dawn. Hu Jia sat on a chair at the police station without moving, holding the memo that Zhan Ruoxuan had returned to him.
Lu Qingqing's words had had a profound impact on him.
Amnesia?
He had really lost his memory.
"Is something wrong with him?" Zhan Ruoxuan was very surprised. So the famous detective of Yuzhou suffered from amnesia.
"I don't know." Lu Qingqing was also very upset now. She really wanted to know how Li Yang usually handled these situations.
"Are you alright?" Lu Qingqing was a little worried about him.
"Hasn't Li Yang arrived yet?" Hu Jia asked.
"We've already sent someone to invite him, he should be here soon." Lu Qingqing handed Hu Jia a cup of water.
"Still drinking? I drank enough in the river last night." Hu Jia pushed the cup away.
"Um, actually, I think..." Lu Qingqing regretted her lack of eloquence for the first time.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Hu Jia knew what Lu Qingqing wanted to say.
Lu Qingqing placed the cup on the low table beside Hu Jia and retreated.
The man, hunched over, gripped the memo tightly, his knuckles even turning white.
The once spirited man now looked like a wounded bird, quietly nestled in a corner, no one knew what he was thinking.
His eyes lacked any sparkle.
And his dimples, they seemed to have vanished forever.
At that moment, Lu Qingqing couldn't help but feel sympathy for the man in front of her. Did he have to go through this torment every time he woke up with amnesia?
Lu Qingqing suddenly felt guilty. If she hadn't gone to steal the notebook last night and set it on fire, perhaps he wouldn't be suffering like this today.
After all, Li Yang had more experience dealing with Hu Jia when he had amnesia.
Right, setting fire?
Why was Hu Jia so afraid of fire?