went from one extreme to another, and before he knew it, Fang Buwei's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

This era is not the afterlife, and this sentence is not something that any woman will say.

Yao Yujun is Japanese?

"Ding, Trigger Shadow Hunting Mission, Reward Item: Stealth Tracker!"

The system is silent?

Alas, what a task, you can make it clear!

There's an extra prop in my head, and it looks like the one I used before.

The system did not respond, so Fang Buwei could only infer it by himself.

As soon as I thought about whether Yao Yujun was Japanese, he triggered the system task, and there was a reward, does it mean that his guess is correct?

She and Yao Tiannan are definitely not biological father and daughter!

Are you a little late-aware?

Think about the conversation between the three of them before the driver left......

Fang is not just feeling the scalp numb.

The clouds and rain stopped, and the two people in the room said a few more flirtatious words and hugged each other and fell asleep. All I heard in my ears was snoring.

Fang Buwei got out of the bushes and ran out of the street full of worries.

Walking to the place where there were street lights, Fang Buwei's mood eased slightly.

He didn't know the road, and it shouldn't be too late to see that there were pedestrians and rickshaws running back and forth on the road.

Fang Buwei urgently needs to find someone to help analyze it. He now has a very one-sided understanding of himself, and he can't guess Yao Yujun Yao Tiannan's purpose for him.

Who should I go to?

Fang Buwei flashed a few figures in his mind.

Chen Xinran, uncle, Lin Zhicheng......

Chen Xinran lives in his uncle Xiao Zaiming's house, but Fang Buwei doesn't know the way?

Fang Buwei had an idea after a moment's thought. He was just about to beckon for a rickshaw when he remembered that he was penniless.

What to do?

Can a living person suffocate urine?

Fang Buwei still stretched out his hand and stopped a rickshaw.

"Find a place where you can make a phone call......

The rickshaw sped all the way.

At a brightly lit street, the rickshaw stopped. Fang Buwei saw that it was a commercial house, and a telephone was placed in the window.

"I'll make a call, and we'll move on!" Fang Buwei said to the rickshaw driver, and the rickshaw driver responded politely.

"Call ......," Fang Buwei said to the boss of the trading house with confidence.

The boss pushed the phone over.

Fang Buwei didn't use it, the boss taught him once, and he was able to pull it out.

I first connected to the main station of the telephone bureau, and waited for almost two minutes before I received my uncle's house.

"Hey!"

Fang Buwei could not hear his uncle's voice.

"Uncle is me!"

"You didn't stay in the hospital, why did you get out?" Xiao Zaiming asked.

"I remembered something...... "Fang didn't open his mouth for nonsense.

"Really?" Xiao Zaiming said in surprise, "I'll go over right away!" ”

"The hospital is not very convenient...... I'll go over to you now, but I don't know the way, you let Xinran come and pick me up......" Fang Buwei replied.

He recovered from a serious illness and had amnesia, and Xiao Zaiming didn't dare to let him run around.

A minute or two later, Chen Xinran picked up the phone.

"Come and pick me up!" Fang Buwei said.

"Urgent?"

"Yes, it's urgent!" Fang Buwei said in a low voice.

"You go back to the hospital, I'll go now!" Chen Xinran said.