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Comrade Xiaofang frowned: "Don't call me Xiaofang! It will damage my image of a mighty and majestic man!"
Wood slowly looked at him from head to toe, his expression became more and more blank.
Fang Siyuan: "..."
"Coat?" Ye Zhao was surprised.
"Yeah." Xia Zhiming nodded, "According to my analysis, it's because you dragged your shirt and tied it around your waist, and the collar of your coat is not high enough, so... that monster is afraid of you catching a cold?"
Luo Xiaochen, who looked really mighty and majestic on the outside, raised his claws: "Probably because I look the least likely to catch a cold and wear the most clothes, so that guy took off my coat and covered you."
Ye Zhao was speechless: "..." Thinking of his guess about the identity of the monster, he even had the urge to hold his forehead.
Luo Xiaochen's face was full of worry: "The next time I see him, I want to talk to him about life. Although I'm wearing a knitted sweater inside, and I don't feel cold when I pass out, he can actually think about it. Take off your jacket—yah~ yeah!" He said halfway through, and suddenly slapped his leg and said, "Normal offering of love usually means offering one's own things, right? Why doesn't he use his own clothes?! Look! This is definitely an important clue!"
"..." Fang Siyuan complained silently again, "Important clues will cry."
"No!" Xia Zhiming tapped on his forehead, "How could I ignore such an obvious thing before! Look, Fang Siyuan received a text message from my mobile phone, it's impossible that the three of us could still touch and send it when we were in a coma. The text message and then dizzy. At present, it is most likely the last monster who intervened. I only recorded the name in my address book and did not mark any relationship. How did he call up Fang Siyuan's number so coincidentally and send the text message to On his mobile phone? His name is not at the top of the address book. Even the last call in the call log was Ye Zhao. If it was me, I would have to look for someone close to me in the phone book first. , I may pick the nearest contact and send it to the past, I believe many people will be like this, so according to common sense, he should send it to Ye Zhao...unless-"
"Ah!" Fang Siyuan also reacted, "Yes, unless he knows that this contact has been posted, it is useless, which means that he probably knows who Brother Ye is. If you explain this way, it may be possible to extend the reason why he Send it to me because he knows it's useful to contact me, or does he know who I am?"
Xia Zhiming snapped his fingers with a crisp "snack", "Boy, you stole my words."
Luo Xiaochen raised his claws again: "I know you and Ye Zhao... So, is it because he only doesn't know me, so he chose to take off my clothes?"
"..." Ye Zhao glanced at him and said in his heart: If it's the person I think, then he knows you.
Originally, Ye Zhao only thought that the dream that he had had before was probably because he was a little confused by the recent events, and that he saw that the monster turned into Nie Renyan. Moreover, the dream itself is a bit unbelievable.
However, under the influence of that dream, he could not help but associate the monster with Nie Renyan, and after hearing what Xia Zhiming and the others said, he was almost certain.
Xia Zhiming is still complaining about Luo Xiaochen: "No, even if I know you, I will choose to slap you."
Luo Xiaochen: "..." Too much!
Wood suddenly interjected: "He may be afraid of being recognized if he doesn't use his coat."
"It's just a jacket." Luo Xiaochen said, "There are too many shirts, is there still a name on the label?"
Fang Siyuan shook his head: "There's a lot of information about a coat, and then link it with the ones we analyzed just now, and check it out. Looking at it now, it's not unusual to know the boss and Ye Ge, and it's not uncommon to know the boss and me. It's not unusual, if you know three people at the same time..." He turned to look at Xia Zhiming, "How much do you know?"
Xia Zhiming thought about it for a while, and said, "Hey—a lot."
Fang Siyuan: "...Wipe!"
"It's quite a lot." Xia Zhiming scratched his cheeks, "Ye Zhao and I have known each other since childhood, and I always take you both on business trips..."
Probably because the possibility of the conjecture in his heart was getting higher and higher, Ye Zhao suddenly didn't want them to discuss this topic any more, so he said, "By the way, where are my clothes?"
"I took it back." A low voice sounded, answering Ye Zhao's question.
Ye Zhao suddenly looked up at the door of the ward, and saw Nie Renyan walking in, still tall and straight, striding in a hurry, he walked to Ye Zhao's side in three or two, except for his cracked lips and slightly pale complexion, he didn't look at all. Not like a patient with a high fever.
"You finally woke up! Does the wound hurt?" He was relatively restrained in front of people, neither rubbing his head nor his face, he wanted to reach out and take Ye Zhao into his arms, but after thinking about the last time Ye Zhao almost stabbed him in the intestines The elbow that came out, still gave up, just leaned over and pulled the quilt on Ye Zhao's body a little higher, saying: "Those little nurses are too difficult to deal with, the labor and management want to speed up the water droplets, and they won't let them. I stared at the side for minutes without turning my eyes." By helping Ye Zhao adjust the pillow behind him, he placed his palms on Ye Zhao's back and didn't move.