The sea, the endless sea, Wu Ming kept swimming, he didn't know how long he swam. Just when he was exhausted, he saw a small cruise ship, but he no longer had the strength to call for help, and a huge tidal wave swallowed him...

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Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and his mind went blank. He subconsciously looked around. There were no customers on the network in the morning, and the network administrator was cleaning.

It turned out to be a dream, but this dream was too real. It seemed to be part of the missing memory. Wu Ming sighed and shook his head helplessly. Fortunately, the memory of yesterday was still there, and the lingering thing in his mind was still

That gorgeous stunner's towering breasts.

Stretching, Wu Ming subconsciously stretched out his left wrist to take a look. Without a watch, he could not tell the time from the sparse hair. Habits are a terrible thing. Even if the memory is lost, the body still faithfully executes some habits.

Sexual actions.

Stepping out of the net, the aroma of pork and chopped green onions drifted into his nose. Wu Ming found the place where the aroma came from, a breakfast shop called "McDonald's".

After eating three scallion pancakes, Wu Ming lived in a commercial street before taking a taxi. If he wanted to survive on earth, he had to buy a lot of necessities...

At 12 noon, Panghai City Long-distance Bus Station.

She has flowing black shoulder-length hair and wears big sunglasses on her face. From a distance, she looks prettier than a flower, but up close, she looks a little worse. When you take a closer look, you can see that she is a fucking monster!

This is Wu Ming. His bald head was too dazzling, so he bought a female wig, covered half of his face with glasses, and disguised himself a little, just to keep a low profile.

He is holding a Hermès suitcase in his hand, wearing a Swiss military watch on his wrist, carrying an LV men's bag on his shoulder, and holding an iPhone in his hand. It's so low-key!

However, there are few people in this bus station who know the true identity of famous brands. They all think that Wu Ming is a 'knock-off' product. Of course, it is no wonder that others think so. He is wearing a luxurious top-notch brand. How could such a person appear in this bus station?

LONG distance BUS STOP?

Without documents, he couldn't buy a plane ticket at all. Even the trains had to implement a real-name system. As a last resort, Wu Ming had no choice but to take the shuttle bus.

After buying a ticket to Zhonghai City, Wu Ming sat in the waiting hall and played with his mobile phone boredly.

"The express train to Zhonghai City is about to leave at 13 o'clock. Passengers please bring your luggage and tickets, check in at Gate 7 and get on the train..." the station's announcement rang.

Chengming put his cell phone in his trouser pocket, picked up his luggage and walked to Gate No. 7, Zhonghai City, the only familiar Chinese place name in his memory.

Where can the lost memory be found? With a faint smile on his lips, Chengming got on the long-distance bus...

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Beijing, National Security Bureau.

In a fully enclosed conference room, two men and one woman were sitting. Each person had a page of information in front of his desk, and the long mahogany square table beside was filled with calligraphy, painting and curios.

"British Chinese, Will Fox?"

The first person to speak was a standard classical beauty, with willow eyebrows and dark eyebrows, pink lips without dots, smart almond eyes that showed a bit of sharpness, and a fair oval face that was flawless even though it had not been painted with pastel. She was a natural beauty.

If beauty is a sin, then this woman is the worst sinner.

"Since Xiaoyu can understand this English name, you should know what this name means?" an old man over fifty asked with a smile.

"White fox." The beauty named Xiao Yu blurted out, then her mind changed and she hurriedly asked: "Silver fox?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said proudly: "Yes, he is the silver fox who helped us recover dozens of national treasures."

"Hmph... don't talk about him like some thieves. He is just an international criminal with a lot of crimes. He committed two thousand thefts in a few years." Beauty Xiaoyu snorted coldly.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly awkwardly and said nothing.

There was a hint of wisdom in the eyes of the old man with some gray hair on his temples, and he said with a smile: "This criminal is only twenty-eight years old this year. Even if he makes his debut at the age of eighteen, ten years only lasts 3,650 days.

He is responsible for more than 2,000 cases, which is too far-fetched, unless he can fly and escape."

"Yes, yes, how is this possible?"

"Why do I feel like you two are protecting him?" Beauty Xiaoyu looked suspicious.

The middle-aged man coughed twice and said, "It's nothing. The director and I are just seeking truth from facts."

The old man said slowly: "I only know that this criminal is quite patriotic. When he sent back the first national treasure, he said that he would steal back the national treasures lost to China one by one..." As he said that, he raised his eyes.

He glanced at the rare treasures arrayed nearby, showed a wry smile, and continued: "However, he caused us a lot of trouble. The national treasures he stole back are all hot potatoes."

Beauty Xiaoyu stood up, walked to the baby on the side, picked up a calligraphy and painting, and sneered: "The trouble is not ordinary, this is the famous ancient painting "Yellow Stone Green Pine" that we gave to the American Museum twenty years after the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States.

Picture, I didn’t expect that this bastard would steal it back.”

The old man and the middle-aged man looked ashamed.

"Also, is this bastard really Chinese?" Beauty Xiaoyu picked up another calligraphy and painting and unfolded it, then said with a blushing face: "This picture of Xiang Fei taking a bath is indeed an ancient painting, but the characters are from head to toe.

Naked, how could the pre-Qing Dynasty be so open? This is simply a Western painting."

The old man and the middle-aged man were laughing...

Beauty Xiaoyu changed the picture again and said loudly: "The picture of going down the river during the Qingming Festival, inscribed 'Longyang Jushi'..." As she said that, her face suddenly turned cold and she continued: "Would you like to go down the river to fish for bastards? My grandpa

After studying calligraphy and painting for so many years, even he has never heard of this damn dragon, yang, ju, shi."

"Ahem...Although it looks a bit imitated, it is still an ancient painting after all." The middle-aged man smiled reluctantly.

"I don't know about antiques, but..." Beauty Xiaoyu held up a 30-centimeter-tall bull-riding Buddha statue and said calmly: "No matter how you look at it, this golden Buddha should be the national treasure of Indy Asan, not our Chinese one."

of."

The old man let out a long sigh and said: "There are snake heads and gold-lined clothes here. It seems that this silver fox really knows very little about Chinese culture. I have had a headache for five years because of these treasures."

The middle-aged man also sighed: "Sigh...many of these national treasures were lost during the Qing Dynasty. Some of them have been arrayed in other museums. It is really difficult to deal with them!"

Beauty Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and said, "What's even more troublesome are those antiques that don't belong to China. There are about ten of them."

The middle-aged man's face became increasingly distressed, and he said, "If you take just one of these and show it to the public, will it cause chaos in the world?"

The old man looked regretful and said: "When the 'Topaz Pumpkin' was sent back to the Huaxia Museum, our national security should not have intervened. It was a mistake..." As he said that, he showed an angry expression and continued: "Who knew

This silver fox is so powerful that he has never failed to steal so many rare treasures, and every year he sends back several national treasures to our museum."

"We have held dozens of meetings at various ministries and departments, but we still can't come up with a specific solution. These rare treasures are about to become the private collection of our national security."

"By the way, Director, didn't you come to me to talk about the Japanese plane exploding in our waters?" Beauty Xiaoyu took the initiative to change the topic when she saw that there were no new songs to play to the old tunes.

The old man looked at Beauty Xiaoyu and said seriously: "Silver Fox was arrested in the Country of Sun, do you know about this?"

Beauty Xiaoyu nodded and said angrily: "I heard he was stealing... hum..."

The middle-aged man smiled heartily, pointed to the photo of Silver Fox in the file, and said, "Based on his appearance, do you think those gossip reports are credible?"

The silver fox in the photo has shoulder-length black hair and a face that looks like a sesame pancake, with many pits and pits. It can be said that it is full of scars and ugly. Beauty Xiaoyu curled her lips and did not say anything to refute.

The old man showed a hint of dignity and said, "Okay, let's get down to business."

The middle-aged man's face straightened and he said solemnly: "The plane that crashed a few days ago was the one who extradited Silver Fox..."

"What?" Beauty Xiaoyu exclaimed, interrupting the middle-aged man's words, and then asked: "Silver Fox is dead?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "According to the Japanese side, the last communication sent back by the plane said that the wing exploded and caught fire, and then the plane crashed in our waters. There should be no possibility of anyone on the plane surviving."

The old man continued: "Now the joint investigation team from Japan and Britain has arrived in China, and our ministries are required to cooperate in the investigation. This silver fox is a British citizen, belongs to international crimes, and may also involve terrorist organizations. It belongs to your four and six offices.

It’s in charge, so I’ll leave it to you to take charge.”

"Has the plane's black box been found?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "No, the plane crashed in the deep sea. The coordinates of the specific location are not clear enough. It is very difficult to salvage it. We don't have the technology."

Beauty Xiaoyu said angrily: "Then why are we checking?"

The middle-aged man shrugged and said: "The Japanese side has brought many experts in this field, as well as a professional salvage team of several hundred people. Anyway, the public security and coastal defense will intervene. Our national security is just going through the motions. The specifics are

Nothing happens to us."

Beauty Xiaoyu looked at Silver Fox's information and hummed: "What is the difference between the Silver Fox information that Japan gave us and the medical examination report? We are asked to cooperate, but they refuse to disclose anything."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "We didn't know that Silver Fox was a man until a few months ago. Now we at least know that Silver Fox was a young man and died..." After making a joke, he paused and then

He continued: "Because Yinhu is just a suspect and has not yet been tried in court, there is no criminal information."

Beauty Xiaoyu showed a puzzled expression and asked: "Why can the Japanese side be sure that this British-Chinese man named Will Fox is the Silver Fox? Did the suspect admit it himself or do they have any evidence?"

The middle-aged man spread his hands and said: "I don't know. The director and I went to the Japanese Embassy this morning and met with the head of the investigation team. They were very tight-lipped and refused to reveal anything. However, they insisted that this

Will Fox is the Silver Fox."

The old man who had been speechless for a long time stood up and said: "Okay, you will negotiate with the Japanese side on the specific matters? Assist where necessary, help where needed, I will go to the Cultural Relics Management Department to see if I can hand over these treasures.

They handle it.”

This is not a hot potato, but a basket. Who dares to take it? The middle-aged man and the beautiful girl Xiaoyu looked at each other, and both shook their heads, showing helplessness.

After entering the password and fingerprint, the door of the secret meeting room opened, and the three people walked out...

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The morning sun rises slowly in the east, the street lights on the wide streets are slowly extinguished, and there are many towering buildings. This is Zhonghai City, a place where every inch of land is precious. Even tens of thousands of dollars can't buy a cemetery.

To put it harshly, no money means death without a burial place!

After taking the bus for sixteen hours, Wu Ming didn't feel tired at all, and his steps were still brisk when he walked out of the station, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart, with a hint of timidity about being close to home.

The river of Zhonghai, the water of Zhonghai, the thighs of the beautiful women of Zhonghai. Even if I lose my memory, the name Zhonghai still lingers in my heart, dreaming about it. This may be the place where I was born and raised, and there is a hint of mist in Wu Ming's eyes.

I, Hu Hansan, am back!

Wu Ming felt a surge of pride in his chest. In other words, he still didn't know who Hu Hansan was.

It is indeed an international metropolis. As soon as he walked out of the station, Wu Ming saw a blond foreign girl running in front of him for a morning walk. A pair of huge breasts caught his eyes.

Accidentally!

"Paji..." A hard lump of good shit was crushed by Wu Ming's kick.

Being trapped in shit before leaving the army was enough to make people laugh to their stomachs. Fortunately, no one saw Wu Ming, blushing and rubbing the dirt on his soles, as he walked to the taxi waiting for guests on the roadside...

"Brother, where are you going?"
Chapter completed!