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Chapter 3: The Mouth

Watching the killer's leaving figure, Xiao Zhan fell into deep thought. It had been almost a month, and he still couldn't remember who he was or where he came from. He remembered that when he woke up in a daze that day, there was a gentle and handsome man beside him.

A tanned middle-aged man, he told Xiao Zhan that when he woke up in the morning and was about to go out, he found Xiao Zhan unconscious on the beach and sent him to the hospital. At that time, he was holding a broken piece of hand tightly with both hands.

His clothes were in tatters and there was a wound on the back of his head caused by a blunt object.

A middle-aged man named Feng Sheng, in his thirties, is a taciturn truck driver who lives in a village by the sea. He told Xiao Zhan that the doctor found intracranial congestion after performing a brain CT scan on him.

His current financial situation is simply unable to pay for expensive surgery, and the medical conditions here cannot allow him to have surgery. He can only do it later. Seeing that Xiaozhan has lost his memory, Feng Sheng took Xiaozhan to the local public security bureau to inquire.

Missing persons registration, no results obtained.

An irregular-shaped metal piece hung around Xiao Zhan's neck. One side was as smooth as a mirror, and the other side was engraved with the word "Zhan". Feng Sheng said, let's call you Xiao Zhan. You can call me Brother Feng. Xiao Zhan

While recuperating, he lived in Brother Feng's home. Fortunately, Brother Feng was single, so it didn't have any impact. After Xiaozhan recovered from his wound, he had nowhere to go. Since he didn't have an ID card, Brother Feng introduced Xiaozhan to a company affiliated with Hongda Group based on his connections.

On the cruise ship Caesar, he temporarily worked as a part-time worker in the kitchen. Today he finally met someone who knew him, but he refused to tell the truth. Xiao Zhan's depression could not be increased.

Xiaozhan stretched his body and said, "Forget it, it's just a step at a time. At worst, I'll save money and get my head shot... ah, it's my head treatment." As he spoke, he yawned and walked out of the city bureau gate.

With a "beep" sound, a black Mercedes-Benz parked next to him. With half of the window rolled down, Yuan Yongshen called to Xiao Zhan from inside the car: "Where do you live? I'll take you for a ride."

Yuan Yilin also poked her little head and shouted: "Master, get in the car, we will see you off."

Looking at Yuan Yongshen who was driving, Xiao Zhan scratched his head in embarrassment and said to Yuan Yilin: "Miss Yuan, I already told you that I have nothing to teach you, so don't call me master. Mr. Yuan, I'm going back home."

There are not many roads here, so you go first."

Yuan Yongshen nodded, took out a card from his jacket pocket and handed it to Xiao Zhan: "You saved my life. I won't thank you enough. If you need my help in the future, please just ask. This money is mine."

I hope you can accept it."

Xiao Zhan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Dr. Yuan, you seem to be spending money to buy your life. Don't be rude to me. I didn't save you for money."

When Yuan Yongshen saw that Xiao Zhan refused to accept it, he did not force it. He put away the card and said with a smile: "Okay, let's say goodbye first." After saying that, he started the car and left slowly.

Seeing that the car had disappeared without a trace, Xiao Zhan suddenly slapped himself in the face and said bitterly: "I asked you to be a bitch, and I asked you to pretend to be noble! It would be nice to take the money and look at your head..."

It was already past one o'clock late at night when I returned to Brother Feng's house. Xiao Zhan, who was exhausted, lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what. He kept trying to think about his origins.

Brother Feng, who was in the same room as Xiao Zhan, suddenly said: "Xiao Zhan, are you worried?"

"Yes." Xiao Zhan replied in a low voice, put away his chaotic thoughts, thought about it, and slowly told Brother Feng what happened today.

The more Brother Feng listened, the more bizarre he felt that a killer would actually appear in a peaceful society like China, let alone in such a small place. He got up and turned on the bedside lamp, lit a cigarette and said to himself: "Xiao Zhan, then

Do you have any plans?"

Xiao Zhan looked out the window blankly, thought for a moment, raised his head and let out a breath: "The killer said he knew me as Phoenix. I want to leave here tomorrow and go to a big city. Maybe I can get some clues to prove my identity. Besides,

I can work part-time and save money to find a big hospital to see if my brain can be cured and my memory can be restored."

"Well, that's fine." Brother Feng put out the cigarette butt in his hand and said to Xiao Zhan, "Sleep, I'll take you to the city tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Xiao Zhan went back to the cruise ship to find the head chef and submitted his resignation and settled his salary for the month. When several people at the scene saw Xiao Zhan yesterday, they all asked him to ask questions and expressed strong curiosity about his skills.

Unable to bear the annoyance, Xiao Zhan ran away. He couldn't help but think of Yuan Yilin who was pestering him to become a disciple. He planned to leave anyway and would never see that girl again.

Sitting in the passenger seat of Brother Feng's minivan, Xiao Zhan was thinking about how to find the mystery of his identity. What did the name "Phoenix" that made the killer change his color mean? He couldn't figure out why.

, the car has stopped at an intersection entering Yantai city.

"My car is a truck. It can't go into the city, so I can only take you here." Brother Feng said and took out a crumpled paper bag. "There are five thousand yuan here. Keep it with you."

Xiao Zhan reached out and took it without saying anything, but secretly remembered Brother Feng's friendship in his heart. He knew that Brother Feng was not rich. He just made a little money every day by delivering goods to others. All the electrical appliances and furniture at home were

It was already dilapidated and the five thousand yuan was probably all his savings.

"Brother Feng, I will come back to see you." Xiao Zhan held Brother Feng's hand tightly when he got out of the car, his eyes slightly red.

Brother Feng nodded: "Everything will be fine. Just be careful and take care!"

Xiao Zhan stared blankly at Brother Feng's car going further and further away, until he could no longer see the shadow of the car. He sighed and said to himself: "Where can I look for clues? The army.

?National Security Bureau? I have a headache, ugh... I can’t get through this fucking day.”

Turn around and walk towards the city. The tall buildings are not far away. Maybe you can start your journey of searching for your identity from here.

A wild cat was startled by Xiao Zhan's footsteps, jumped out of the flowerbed next to it, and ran to the other side of the road.

"Squeak..." A sudden braking sound sounded. Xiao Zhan, who was walking with his head down, suddenly felt his butt being hit by a strong force. His whole body flew forward with the force. Xiao Zhan, who had no time to react, was hit head-on.

A telegraph pole in front of him bounced back to the ground. Looking at the blue sky in his sight, a lyric came to Xiao Zhan's mind before he fell into coma: "fly (We think we can fly)..."


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