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Chapter 123 You have to have some confidence in me

"Why do you want to kick you out? Shouldn't you ask yourself this question?" Qu Mingcong was speechless. "Since she has multiple personalities, you were in her body at the time, so you didn't know what she was thinking?"

"I've lost my memory," she said, shirking the responsibility completely as always, "I don't remember anything."

Qu Mingcong held his forehead, "...it seems there is no other way to know the truth except asking Qiao Yueying herself."

She muttered depressedly: "According to your reasoning, the first time Qiao Yueying had a car accident, I was knocked into her body with a bang. The second time Qiao Yueying had a car accident, I was banged into your phone again.

Here, why am I so unlucky that I get banged here and there all day long?"

Qu Mingcong felt angry and amused, "Okay, you're lucky enough to still be able to bounce around on other people's phones after banging twice."

"That's weird..." Xiao Qiao thought for a while, "If I entered your phone from Qiao Yueying's body, then where did I enter her body in the first place?"

"Do you still remember that even though you lost your memory at first, you called yourself Qiao Yueying, and you knew me," Qu Mingcong said, "and I only had one contact with Qiao Yueying, so it is very likely that you were the one who kidnapped me."

One of the hostages."

"Isn't the problem simple? As long as we check the identities of the hostages one by one, we can find out my true identity." She smiled and asked Qu Mingcong actively, "Remember, who were the hostages who were kidnapped that time?

"

Without her reminder, Qu Mingcong was already trying to remember, but the memory picture was blurry, and he could only remember some fragmented fragments after trying hard for a long time.

"...The people who were kidnapped were all people who worked in the Procuratorate. I guess Qiao Yueying should remember it better than me. After all, they are all her colleagues." Qu Mingcong said, "I only remember about five or six people, both men and women.

, the kidnappers targeted one of the prosecutors, who was in his fifties, and the others were assistants and interns who worked with him, as well as young prosecutors like Qiao Yueying."

"That's it..." Xiao Qiao's expression gradually became serious, "It seems that the situation is not optimistic."

Qu Mingcong was slightly stunned, "What?"

She said seriously: "No matter how you think about it, a resourceful person like me is not like an assistant or a naive intern, right? Qu Mingcong, if my true identity... is that prosecutor in his fifties, you

Is that acceptable?"

Qu Mingcong was stunned for several seconds, "...Why are you so crazy? That prosecutor in his fifties is a man!"

She asked again: "If I were a middle-aged man in his fifties, would you accept it?"

Qu Mingcong: "……………………"

"You don't speak, you just can't accept it?" She snorted and said in a disgusting tone, "Shallow, your feelings for me are too shallow."

Qu Mingcong thought that if he wanted to accept that his partner was an uncle, it would be better to accept that his feelings were shallow.

"Next time you bang, please bang it into the fifty-year-old man's cell phone." He replied.

Xiao Qiao snorted with disdain, "Look at what you said, it seems to imply that I plugged into your phone because you are younger and more handsome than your uncle."

Qu Mingcong said: "For a poor person like me, apart from being young and handsome, I really can't think of anything else you could like about me."

She was a little embarrassed, "Who has fallen in love with you? When did I say that I fell in love with you?"

"Okay," he nodded, "Okay, you didn't fall in love with me, it's because I've been alone here for a long time, and I feel really affectionate when I play a game, and when I look at my phone, I feel pretty, so how can I think of a mobile phone?

There is actually a fifty-year-old uncle living there."

"You are the uncle!" Xiao Qiao was furious, "Did I just assume that you didn't understand?! Can you accept the assumption that I am the uncle!!!"

The corners of Qu Mingcong's lips curled up, and he said with a faint smile: "You can't accept it yourself, and you ask me if I can accept it, ha..."

She: "Huh! Huh! Huh!!!——"

He hummed three times in a row, fully demonstrating his anger and naivety.

Qu Mingcong felt that it would be too scary if the uncle looked like this.

He said calmly: "In short, I will exclude all men. If you are a man, just treat us as if we are not destined to be together."

"What, we can't be just friends?" She was very unhappy, "We can be brothers."

"I can't do it." Qu Mingcong refused coldly, "I get goosebumps when I think about myself having feelings for my brother, so I'd better forget it. I will focus on investigating the female hostages in that incident. I remember that among the kidnapped people

, in addition to Qiao Yueying, there are other women, as long as we narrow the scope of the investigation, we should be able to find clues soon."

After hearing this, she said in a muffled voice: "Then... what if I am indeed a man? Will you really ignore me?"

Qu Mingcong felt that her imagination was too rich. Although it was possible, judging from her usual chatting style, she should be a young woman.

"If you are really a man..." He sighed, "Even if you are a man, you have to find a way to get you back to your body as soon as possible. Staying on the phone for too long will not be good for you."

She spoke again hesitantly: "Then... what if I am not a human being at all? I have thought before that a smart person like me might be an awakened artificial intelligence that has entered the human brain inadvertently.

Or maybe I am not an artificial intelligence, I am...an alien life form? Can you accept that your partner is an alien?"

Qu Mingcong expressed his admiration for her imagination...

He pressed his temples with both hands and replied in a slightly painful tone: "Don't you think these words sound stupid?"

"But, this possibility does exist..." The beautiful girl on the phone sighed faintly, "Qu Mingcong, I'm really scared."

"What are you afraid of?" he teased, "I am the one who should be afraid, right? How much courage do I have to have to accept a fifty-year-old uncle?"

"You know what I mean," she said in a melancholy tone, her voice also deepening, "If we do nothing, at least we can maintain the status quo, but as long as we continue to investigate, my identity will become something like a touchstone.

In an unknown situation, everything can be imagined, but once the answer is clear, can you guarantee that you will not care about it at all? My gender, age, appearance, body shape, and even my hairstyle may become factors for you to consider this relationship.

, if the situation is more extreme...for example, if I say that I am an uncle, or that I am not a human being at all, can you accept it? Maybe...not only can you not accept it, but you will only feel sick when you think about this experience many years later."

After Qu Mingcong listened, he was speechless for a long time.

He looked at the desolate scenery outside the car. After being silent for a long time, he sighed softly and replied, "You have to have some faith in me."


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