Zhao Yunyun gently nodded, letting Yan Dongxu keep his thoughts clear.
Then the green light condensed in her hand and tapped on his temple.
In an instant, Yan Dongxu felt like his soul had ascended.
His vision went dark and the scenes around him spun rapidly.
"This is..."
He was shocked to find himself back to several hours ago.
Except the scenes around him could fast forward or rewind according to his will.
Too amazing!
Is this what Du Sen said about clarified latent memories?
It's a bit too clarified.
Even passersby glimpsed in a flash could be focused on and their appearances seen clearly.
"Zhao Yunyun's ability is also too freakish!"
Yan Dongxu couldn't help but mutter.
He didn't waste time, but started from when he went out today, checking who had physical contact with him.
Especially during that time at the hospital.
"One person...two people...three people..."
He counted one by one, most were people who brushed past him.
He just needed to remember these people, and could check with Dongdong later.
Soon, he had screened the people who had contact with him, and there was nothing else to do.
"Zhao Yunyun didn't say how to wake up either!"
Yan Dongxu kept muttering, cursing himself for not getting trapped in memories.
Just thinking about it made him extremely scared.
What was there to see in his own memories?
As he waited, he suddenly had an inspiration, and couldn't help revealing a sly smile.
Since he could freely travel through memories, why not look at that romantic three hours with Xu Yiyi.
The experiential feeling would be explosive, equivalent to experiencing it again, just thinking about it was exciting.
His memories kept rewinding, and Yan Dongxu's smile gradually became twisted.
"Wow! Thrilling!"
He quickly skimmed through the previous process.
Those last dozen or so seconds he replayed over and over, his whole body numb with pleasure.
"Hmm?"
He was suddenly awakened, emerging from the memories.
Zhao Yunyun and Du Sen looked at him strangely, giving him the creeps.
Could he have been sleep talking?
He didn't have the habit of talking in his sleep.
"For those like you who wake up so quickly, revealing a satisfied expression, according to my many years of experience, there is only one situation..."
Zhao Yunyun put on an expression that saw through him.
"Don't talk nonsense. I was properly checking the memories for suspicious places." Yan Dongxu said uneasily.
"Oh? Is that so? When I go back I'll have to advise Qingqing about you, you little rascal aren't too reliable."
Zhao Yunyun saw through but didn't say it, and continued: "Wait a while, wait until Dongdong finishes consuming the paranormal power I shot into his head before waking up."
Yan Dongxu suddenly realized, "So waking up after the power is used up, why didn't you say so earlier, I thought I was trapped in memories, scared me to death."
Zhao Yunyun laughed covering her mouth: "Oh? Is that right? So you went to look at past memories?"
"Actually what you did was right, the older the memories viewed, the more power consumed, and the earlier to wake up."
"There is also a method of frequently rewatching. Which was it for you?"
"Judging from your expression, it should be both. Did I guess right?"
For the first time Yan Dongxu felt seen through.
He cursed inwardly, are all ten grand national doctors this freakish? Guessing correctly every time.
Facing Zhao Yunyun's ridicule, Yan Dongxu put on the attitude of a dead pig not fearing boiling water.
"So what if you guessed right? They're my own memories, I can't reminisce about them?"
Zhao Yunyun's face reddened, she didn't expect Yan Dongxu to be so shameless.
"Wishful thinking!"
Zhao Yunyun glared at him before leaving him be.
Not long after, Dongdong also woke up.
The two of them started telling about the people they met today.
"The auntie in red in the elevator."
"I don't have that."
"The old Mediterranean man in patient clothing, probably in his sixties, with a mole by his mouth."
"I don't have that."
"Professor Luo's ex-wife, Auntie Xu."
"I don't have that."
"Professor Luo's assistant."
"Wait! I have that one!!!"
After the first match, those in the interrogation room suddenly became spirited.
Yan Dongxu suddenly felt like parting the clouds to see the sunlight.
"Right! It's the assistant! When no one was in Professor Luo's office he came by and bumped me as he pretended to look inside. He told us to go in first and wait."
"Only Professor Luo's assistant entered the office, and could make Professor Luo reveal that smile before his death."
"Because the two were so familiar, Professor Luo was completely off guard, even smiling to welcome him."
Yan Dongxu excitedly gave his analysis standing up.
Du Sen and the others also felt it was highly credible, but to be rigorous they still had Yan Dongxu continue checking with Dongdong.
"The limping uncle with a cane."
"Don't have that."
"The cleaning auntie sweeping the stairs."
"Don't have that..."
...
After checking all the people, only Professor Luo's assistant matched up.
"Xiaofei, teleport me to the hospital. Gu Bei notify the police at the hospital to investigate the whereabouts of Professor Luo's assistant. Don't alert them, just report the location to me."
"Okay!"
Du Sen and the others disappeared from the interrogation room.
Leaving Yan Dongxu and the others to wait here.
This process was extremely agonizing, but there was no other way.
"The hospital needs reinforcements! All personnel gear up and move out!"
The police outside the interrogation room began gathering.
Yan Dongxu's heart tightened up immediately.
From the situation it seemed fighting had broken out at the hospital.
Gu Bei did not leave, he called Du Sen to inquire about the circumstances.
The one who answered was Zhao Xiaofei.
"Things are more difficult on boss's side, mainly too many people at the hospital, hard to make a move."
"Luckily the people from Dongmao squad have arrived too. Thousand-faced Duke Zhao Yuan has been surrounded."
"Bad news is there are also Death Coffin paranormals around, not small in number."
"This guy changed his tactics, he didn't leave and almost slipped away."
"Ah! Fighting broke out. It's a huge mess now, not a few patients killed directly."
"Death Coffin really doesn't care at all about ordinary lives."
Zhao Xiaofei's cocky operations were really one of a kind, he actually did live commentary through the phone.
He was probably overlooking from atop a tall building.
"Oh no oh no, boss got stabbed, Doctor Zhao be prepared, I can teleport boss back any time."
"Ahhh, Dongmao Squad captain Zhao Quanliang sprained his foot, can't see if it affects anything!"
"His feet are flailing back and forth dodging, why can't he walk a couple steps? You're not lame, walk a couple steps!!!"
"Damn, I don't even know whether to take him back for Doctor Zhao to treat, in case it affects his combat ability!"
In the phone Zhao Xiaofei gave impassioned commentary, listened to by Yan Dongxu feeling completely speechless, his whole body limp.
Previously Yan Dongxu didn't feel Zhao Xiaofei was so silly.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
