Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 857 The Boy Holding a Coin

The redhead's face was flushed with anger, and his eyes were still staring at him fiercely.Luo Binhan couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.He admitted that it was his fault, but to be honest, it was the first time he had ever met a grown man so angry because of second-hand smoke.

"Sorry," he said, "I forgot that smoking is not allowed indoors."

"I can see that you guys talked about some important secrets just now." Redhead said coldly, "How about finding a VIP box next time?"

Robin Han looked at him thoughtfully.Nan Mingguang has always spoken in a soft and slow tone.And although there was no music playing in the store, there were various movements in the street outside the store.He didn't think the red-haired man could hear all the conversation they had just had.Maybe a word or two slips out now and then, but how much can one understand without understanding the context?He didn't care about being overheard by strangers.

"There's no ban on talking here," he said. "My business won't get in your way, will it?"

The red-haired man still looked at him with a guarded look.His complexion was terrible, and his appearance had obvious foreign features, which made Luo Binhan not sure about this person's age for a while, and could only roughly infer that he was still young.Not past 40, not out of the question in his early twenties.He had seen how much mood and lifestyle can affect a person's external image.

He saw that for a moment the other seemed to want to walk away, but some apprehension was at work.Finally, the redhead stood up from his seat rather hesitantly.

"You'd better be careful with your business," said the redhead, avoiding his gaze. "Dangerous business is prone to accidents, isn't it?"

Curiosity made Luo Binhan's thinking come alive again.Nothing could be more rewarding tonight than solving this mystery.He poured himself a full glass of wine, and calmly walked back to sit in front of the red hair.

The other party stared at him as if he had seen a ghost.

"Want a drink?" Luo Binhan asked with a smile.

"There's no credit here," said the redhead.His eyes flicked to the wine bottle that Luo Binhan had left in place.

"I'm not short of money." Luo Binhan said.He waited for the redhead to question him, but he didn't seem to disagree with the point.Maybe this person really heard the content of his chat with Nan Mingguang.But it was hard for Luo Binhan to imagine who had arranged for him to wait for him here.No, this address was given to him by Fake. No matter who went to the investigation company, he could not have expected that he would walk into such a hidden shop last night.Besides, foreigners are also a bad choice, so the eye-catching features are easy to remember for anyone who sees them.

"I'm not here," said the redhead. "It's not my job to checkout. And there's plenty of room. Would you mind giving me a break? Thanks. If you want to know what kind of guy the owner is, you can Come here earlier next time, or wait at the door until dawn. You don’t need to ask me.”

If Luo Binhan was really a person who cared about face, he felt that he would blush because his little trick just now was seen through.But he is not that kind of person now, and now he is neither particularly worried about the police, nor can he be sure that the other party is definitely not his opponent in fighting.This is an excellent opportunity for a rich second generation to play hooligans while taking advantage of alcohol.So he pretended not to hear the hint of driving away, and stared at the other person with a bit of impoliteness.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere," he said. "Where are you from?"

"It's none of your business."

"That's hard to say. Maybe you're still friends with my sister. She doesn't live in this country, and she likes to be friends with weirdos."

"I don't know her. And if I do, it doesn't have to be all of her family."

"If you know her, you must know her mother. She is a lawyer and she is very strict with her daughter. If my sister does something behind her back, she will definitely be very angry, and maybe someone will sue her."

The expression on the red-haired face began to change from simple annoyance to inexplicable.Either he has superb acting skills, or he really doesn't understand the meaning of these words at all.Luo Binhan had to cross out that slight possibility in his mind: Xie Zhenwan would not go to a foreign investigation company, and the other party was not at all like the kind of private investigator Yu Qingshu would use—too unsophisticated and so tempting. people pay attention.This is indeed a completely unsociable person.If there is anyone around him who might befriend such a person, Yu Xiaorong seems to be the biggest suspect.And Luo Binhan can fully imagine that she can do such a thing, as long as she has enough opportunities.

Now, however, even that possibility seems remote.The redhead didn't respond to his tentative warning, more like thinking he was making trouble out of nothing.

"I'll say it again," said the man, in a tone tired of pestering lunatics, "I don't know any lawyer's daughter, I don't know anyone's daughter because I don't have any friends of the opposite sex. Please get off my table, I still have to work."

"What do you do?" Luo Binhan asked with a smile on his face.

Now the red-haired man began to watch him carefully up and down, no doubt weighing who would be more likely to suffer if they fought in the next moment.And even though Robinhan was wearing a baggy casual jacket, he wisely judged that he was not very strong in terms of physique and exercise.In the end, he glanced suspiciously at Luo Binhan's wide pocket, as if he suspected that there might be some kind of weapon hidden inside.

In fact, Luo Binhan didn't carry any weapons.Both of his pieces are in his own home.But he could see that the red-haired man also didn't bring anything to defend himself.This person was still wearing the dark black pullover T-shirt with the word "Quiet" yesterday, with only two shallow outer pockets.Before approaching the other party, Luo Binhan had also studied his old blue and black jeans with the thread on the trouser legs.One side pocket was bulging limply. He guessed it was a wallet or a key case, not something that could be used to open a gourd anyway.From this, he was also sure that this person lived nearby, in a hotel or rented a B&B, in short, he didn't need to hang out outside for too long, otherwise no one would go out at night with thin clothes in today's weather.

Ultimately, the redhead decided not to take any risks.He directly picked up his computer and went to the counter to pay the bill, then walked quickly to the door of the store.Luo Binhan put down his wine glass and followed without haste.The redhead stopped walking immediately, his face was already flushed.

"What the hell do you want?" he asked, hiding the computer behind his back. "You want money? Or something else?"

Luo Binhan suddenly became interested in the hidden computer—if he was entangled by a strange man who seemed to have a brain problem, he would not hide behind the only heavy and strong metal product he had Woolen cloth.But there was nothing he could do.After all, it's one thing to do nothing but stalk someone, quite another to blatantly rob them on a downtown street.

"Actually, I'm quite rich." Luo Binhan said, "I just... well, I really think you look familiar. I'm sorry, but this is really important to me. I think maybe you can help me."

This rhetoric is not necessarily better than the previous routine, but he is quickly considering what to say next.The best time has passed, and deliberately angering the other party has no obvious effect, so now he should change his method.He could see that this person was not short of money, but he didn't like to talk to him very much. Needless to say, he was a person who rarely needed to participate in formal social occasions.Not like industry research or legal work, because he was sure the foreign-language document he had spotted yesterday had neither diagrams nor clause numbers.It might also be interesting to remember that the man hadn't asked for an invoice or bill when he left last night, but that proved nothing at the moment.

When Luo Binhan considered these matters, he did not forget to show hesitation on his face, so that his expression could slowly transition from frivolous to serious, without appearing too deliberate.When he felt that the atmosphere was barely too abrupt, a new rhetoric happened to be brewing on his lips.He took a step back, distanced himself from the redhead, and raised his hands to his chest.

"I apologize for what I just said," he said earnestly, "but I'm running into a problem, and you might be able to help me... I can pay you for it, and you'll make a price. It's not dangerous or Illegal thing, just need you to tell me something, it's just... If I say it, you will think it's weird. It's true, you won't believe it, it's hard for anyone to believe it. But I'm really willing to Pay for it. What do you think?"

As he had observed earlier, when he mentioned compensation, the other party behaved extremely flatly.This man's vigilance is difficult to impress with money, but when he emphasized that this matter is very bizarre and unbelievable, the red-haired right toe, which was originally facing the door, twisted slightly, and shifted the focus to his left foot.This man had been living an out-of-order life lately, and was, of course, more interested in the unusual.

"Money is not important," the redhead blurted out, but then hesitated for a moment, "I'm...not really short of money, and I can put aside the matter of remuneration. I noticed that you just told me about this store about..."

"I want to know about this store." Luo Binhan hurriedly said, "I just wanted to ask you about this store, because it is very important to me! But I'm afraid I can't tell you the reason."

"why?"

"You won't believe me. You'll think I'm a scam. But I really just want to know about the owner of the store, no harm at all. And you seem to be a regular here. I thought maybe you I've seen me here before. I need to know if I've been here."

"need?"

"I lost my memory," Luo Binhan said. "There was an accident. I can't remember anything about the past few months."

The redhead's tense shoulders slumped, as if deciding that was a better answer than attempted robbery or a history of mental illness.Before he had time to think about it, Luo Binhan said first: "I know this sounds corny, but it's true. I've known since I recovered that I forgot something, and the doctor said recovery takes time. I've already I've been recuperating for a while, but I don't remember anything."

He stopped and looked at each other eagerly.The red-haired man hesitated and said, "Well, well, I'm sorry for you..."

"But I passed by here yesterday." Luo Binhan continued, "I immediately felt that I must have been here! The name and appearance of this store made me feel very familiar. So I walked in, saw the furnishings and layout inside, and also With you. I feel like it’s all been through, like some kind of past replay.”

"Maybe it's the hippocampal effect," said the redhead.

"What effect?"

"Brain neurological disorder, which means that when you are exposed to a new environment, you will feel that you have been there before. This is because your neurons have problems processing information, allowing new memory information to evoke old ones, although They're not actually the same thing. It makes you mistake newly accessed information for old, like falsifying the creation date of a file... well, it's just a hypothetical explanation, but that's what I think anyway of."

Luo Binhan asked with great interest: "You don't do medical research, do you?"

"No. I'm just saying it offhand. It's nothing to do with my job."

"Then what do you do? Programs?"

"That's not a program." The redhead said quickly.

Luo Binhan really wanted to continue to inquire, but the other party was obviously unwilling to talk about himself in depth.So he immediately brought the topic back to himself.

"I know the effect you just mentioned," he explained, "déjà vu, or whatever effect, I know many people have this experience. But my feeling about this store is completely different, I Just came here."

"With that girl from yesterday?"

"Oh, no. She's just...my friend's relative. We happened to meet on the street yesterday, and she said she had changed a new shop to work, so she invited me to take a look. I followed her. But wait for me As soon as I got here, I knew I'd been there before. I asked her if she knew about the store, but she wouldn't tell me more."

"Aren't you friends?"

"I was begging her about it yesterday, but she thought it would be bad for my health, saying it would stimulate my brain or something. But she's not a doctor, is she? And you should know that she actually I have only been here for a few days, so I don't know much about this place. And I heard that she is not a serious employee, but was introduced to help me with a little help for a few days. Anyway, she is unwilling to help me. So I can only find you help."

Luo Binhan could see obvious doubts in the red-haired eyes.But he wasn't worried about the lie he was telling, even if it sounded so flawed.So what does it matter?Real life is also full of loopholes from a rational point of view.What he had in mind were all kinds of world-famous deceit, and if a lie tried to follow simple and common sense, its abnormality would be easily exposed.But if the lie is woven uniquely and weirdly, impressively, even grandly and brilliantly, people will wish they believed it.Big lies are more alluring than anything else, because people yearn for the abnormal, to go beyond order, to go beyond themselves.Man craves myth.

"Let's sit down and talk." Luo Binhan said, "I treat you. And I promise that I will never follow you after I leave this store. The only thing I want to know is who is the owner of this store, and you Saw someone else in this store. I wonder why I remember this store, I'll pay a fortune to find out - if you're not interested in this, I'll remember I owe you a favor. I can still get something done here."

The redhead hesitated for half a minute, and a certain sentence of Luo Binhan seemed to attract his attention."Do you know a lot of people here?" he asked.

"It depends on how you define someone you know."

"Why do you have to remember this? I mean, your memory loss, does it affect your life? Why are you in such a hurry to find out?"

There are many reasons for dealing with this problem.Luo Binhan originally wanted to say that this involved a very important business project, so he wanted to promote his recovery at any cost.He could also say that he found that there were more things at home that he shouldn't have, and he had debts that he shouldn't have, but just when he was about to weave a reasonable and sufficient lie, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind: before him Redhead looks at the paper rosebushes on the wall to avoid him when he strikes up the conversation.That staring look.That subtle boredom and irritability.Suddenly, a new thought replaced his original excuse.

"This may be very important to me," Luo Binhan said slowly, "This is related to...a woman."

(End of this chapter)