The three-digit password, I am afraid that anyone who repairs the computer will be able to crack it, how could it be...

I pulled out my pink shirt and handed it my cell phone, and dialed the only number on it.

The phone connected, a woman's voice.

"Hey?"

"Find someone who can crack computer codes."

Pink Shirt was efficient, and 5 minutes later, the doorbell rang.

The visitor didn't speak, and started working directly.

He plugged in the USB flash drive, and many codes appeared on the screen immediately, of course I couldn't understand any of them.

While he was typing on the keyboard, I noticed something strange about the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and then I realized that his fingers were longer than the average person's.

Then I felt inexplicably uneasy, and a voice in my heart told me: Don't trust him.

who is he?Could it be my enemy before I lost my memory?So... why did you come to help me?

Now that the wolf has been lured into the house, I can only face it bravely!

"gentlemen."

ah?Just when I was thinking about how to deal with this so-called "enemy", the man spoke.

I subconsciously looked at my watch, half an hour had passed.

"Your computer can't be unlocked. Although there are only three digits, if you make a mistake and immediately restore the factory settings, it's up to you to think about it."

So what if I want to, I only have one chance, hey!

"OK then."

The man nodded and left.

What is he not going to do to me?

For example, murder, arson, kidnapping, etc.?

Is that sense of crisis an illusion?

Oh shit, I sat and stared at the computer screen.

Think back to what happened today.

I first woke up and found that I didn't remember anything, and then I met a group of strange people who said they knew me.Then a female nurse asked me to take an investigation, and the sign on the woman's chest had her name written on it.

Liang Wan.

According to the degree of caution of the pink shirt, I should not let someone I can't trust take care of me, even he gave me the phone...

So……

I opened the search engine that came with my phone and entered the name of the nurse.

Ordinarily, there should be a lot of relevant information after such a search, but this phone only found one person.

The photo is the headshot of the nurse.

very good.I smiled.

I go into the bedroom and open the wardrobe.

I'm looking for a looser fit with a hat at the end.

In front of him was a wardrobe full of dark blue hoodies.

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