After losing her memory, the sickly ex-wife always wants to remarry

Xia Pingwu woke up in a deep prison.

The floor beneath her was cold, but she seemed unaware of it. She just looked up quietly at the surrounding environment.

She was sure she had never been here before.
It is surrounded by solid walls, leaving only one ventilation hole for people to breathe.

She looked around but couldn't find any mechanism that could be seen with the naked eye.
I couldn't find the exit either.

She leaned against the wall and tried to stand up, but her body swayed a bit.
She raised her hand and touched her burning forehead.

I have a fever again.
This time she was not given any medical treatment and was thrown directly into prison.

Yes, maybe it would make the interrogation easier this way.

Xia Pingwu laughed at herself. The walls were too cold and she was afraid she couldn't stand sitting for too long, so she stood up and walked around, trying to feel if there were any invisible mechanisms hidden in these flawless walls.

Or, if you can find out where the hidden surveillance camera is...
"Xia Pingwu."
It was that familiar voice calling her again.

Xia Pingwu paused, a blue light flashed across her fingertips, she immediately retracted her hand, buried her fingers in her long sleeves, and let out a long sigh.
She asked silently: "What's wrong?"

On the other side, Ji Jie breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought I couldn't contact you."

Xia Pingwu continued to grope, with no abnormal expression: "Where are you?"

If she were out there, maybe she could help her understand what was going on…

"Next to you." Ji Jie's voice sounded in Xia Pingwu's mind, just like many times before.

?

Xia Pingwu paused for a few seconds before reacting immediately: "Were we discovered?"
Things have come to this point, and there is only one possibility: the escape plan they discussed was discovered, and everyone involved has been arrested.
She lowered her eyes, her face flushed with fever, but her eyes were cold: "Yunyun... is this to scare the monkeys?"

"Xia Pingwu, you are so cold-hearted."
Ji Jie didn't give a direct answer, but just sneered mockingly.
"Didn't you cry so hard at the entrance of the Supernatural Bureau that day? How come you are so calm now?"

There was silence on the other end for a while. When Ji Jie thought he would hear her angry voice, Xia Pingwu calmly changed the subject:
"Since you're next door, tell me what it's like over there."

Ji Jie almost didn't react, and replied to her unhappily:
"Didn't you put a supernatural power on me? Don't you know where I am?"
He sneered, but continued:
"It's surrounded on all sides, and you can't see anything. There's only a vent."

Xia Pingwu's tone did not change:
"Where's Ming Chunshan?"

"I didn't see her. I was taken away in the office." Ji Jie paused for a few seconds, as if he was looking at something, and then he became discouraged, "It's all your fault for being so cruel to me, otherwise I would have transformed into a beast and taken you away."
She slowed down, and her tone became even more unhappy: "Besides, you insist on taking Ming Chunshan and Ruan Zhuyun with you. Why don't you go with me to see your master's wife right away? They will always find a way to take you away."

The nagging voice from next door kept echoing in Xia Pingwu's ears. Xia Pingwu waited for a while and couldn't help interrupting her:
“How many people are there on your side?
"I mean, someone who can transform into a beast."

Ji Jie didn't say anything. After a moment, he suddenly asked:
"...Can the Supernatural Bureau monitor our mental communication?"

"I don't know, but I think it would be better to call someone over to communicate instead of chatting with you here."
Xia Pingwu raised his head, sized up the height of the vent, and asked casually,
"How... could you transform into a beast?"

Ji Jie on the other end immediately responded, "Why are you asking so many questions? You psychics have a lot of excuses for things like this, saying that we are willing to degenerate and can't keep our original intentions."
At this point, she sneered again, her voice sounding somewhat self-deprecating: "Instead of asking me this question, why don't you be curious about why your master's wife turned into a beast?"

Ji Jie waited to hear Xia Pingwu lose control of her emotions like she did the day she first found out, but after waiting for a long time, the other side didn't say anything.
After a while, a light voice came: "I know, she had no choice.
“Ji Jie, no psychic would be willing to transform into a beast, watch their talent slip away bit by bit, risk losing all sanity, and become a person they don’t even recognize.
"No one wants to, not even me."

She knew that the medicine was from Mingchun Mountain.
She also knew that the drug would strip her of her psychic powers and accelerate her transformation into a beast.
But Chunshan couldn't know these things.
She is so pure and has finally come to where she is today. She is well protected by her master's wife and has never been exposed to any evil.
If she knew that the medicine she had been given was swapped by the Bureau of Superpowers...how sad she would be.

What's more...when she got married, it wasn't entirely because she loved Chunshan.

The meaning of this sentence was obviously wrong. Ji Jie subconsciously wanted to ask, but he heard the sound of Xia Pingwu stomping on the ground suddenly, and then there was a loud shout: "Come here - I have something to say -"

...?
Xia Pingwu, is this how you call people?
Here, Xia Pingwu flipped in the air and landed steadily on the ground. The hole in the pore was too small for her to support herself, and there was no guarantee that the sound could be accurately transmitted to the outside world.

But if there is a camera inside, it will definitely be able to see it clearly.

...Except that this action consumes a lot of physical energy, there are no other problems.

Xia Pingwu took a breath, but before she could catch her breath, a rumbling sound came from behind.
The sky suddenly brightened, and someone stood up there, looking down at her: "Come up, Xia Pingwu."

Xia Pingwu was very familiar with this voice; it was Mao Xiqing's.

She raised her head, squinted her eyes in the overly bright energy-saving light, and spread her hands: "I can't go up."
She stretched her neck slowly and said, "You know, I can't use my powers either."...

In the end, Xia Pingwu climbed up the ladder.

When Xia Pingwu sat down opposite Mao Xiqing, she was so tired that she wanted to raise her hand to support her cheek.
…but of course not.

Xia Pingwu asked: "Where is Chunshan?"

Mao Xiqing looked at her steadily: "What do you want to say?"

Xia Pingwu repeated: "I just want to ask, where is Chunshan?"

"If you talk to me nicely, you will naturally be able to see Ming Chunshan." Mao Xiqing's eyes showed no emotion. Instead, Xia Pingwu suddenly curved his eyebrows and spoke in a long tone: "You... were deliberately arranged to be next to Chunshan, and have been responsible for surveillance all along?"

Mao Xiqing had a serious face and said, "As the successor captain of the Ability Bureau's combat team, I have been ordered to interrogate suspects who endanger world security. Please answer seriously."

"...in exchange for the authority you want most?"
Xia Pingwu looked at her, the smile in the corners of his eyes not diminishing, and saw that Mao Xiqing's expression finally changed.

Almost instantly, Mao Xiqing stood up and stared at Xia Pingwu: "Exchange your best friend's life as well."

Xia Pingwu raised his eyes to look at her, but his face was calm: "You know what you did.
"I don't want to argue with you about this. Tell me where Mingchun Mountain is."

"You don't care about Ruan Zhujun, but you care about Ming Chunshan." Mao Xiqing simply leaned on the edge of the table, looking down at Xia Pingwu, sneering, "It seems pitiful that you don't even know what Ming Chunshan did."

Mao Xiqing took out a tablet from the drawer, turned it around, and pushed it in front of Xia Pingwu:
"Look."

Xia Pingwu lowered his head and saw a photo.
This style is very familiar, it is Ming Chunshan’s personal desk.
Although Ming Chunshan was temporarily dismissed from his post to rest, the room was locked and Xia Pingwu did not move.

Mao Xiqing's voice sounded above his head:
"Curious what's inside?"
She scrolled back a page:
"She would secretly take photos of every homework you did since you entered school.
"Also, when you participated in competitions, she would save the recordings of every one of your matches.
“She used her part-time job money to buy all the training equipment you used at the Psychic School.
"You went on a mission with your master's wife and left for a month. When you came back, was she hiding something? And you thought she was crying?"

Xia Pingwu just maintained a polite smile and asked sharply, "You guys also know about this?
"How long have you been monitoring Ming Chunshan and me?"

"You are good candidates for the Supernatural Bureau, so you have been monitored since childhood."
Mao Xiqing frowned impatiently.
"We don't have the opportunity to be monitored yet."

Xia Pingwu's eyebrows were calm, and she raised her chin: "Then what? Chunshan is not wiping tears, what is he doing?"
It wasn't because he was upset and sad that he couldn't go out with his wife, could it be that...

Mao Xiqing spoke word by word:
“I’m smelling your underwear.
"You throw away the batch you were going to buy again."

……

"That's great, Chunshan, Pingwu remembers everything."
Upstairs, the superior turned his chair and stared leisurely at Ming Chunshan at the table.

Ming Chunshan clenched his fists and looked at the huge display screen quietly without saying a word.

Of course she found out.
When talking about these past events, Xia Pingwu didn't even blink. If it wasn't because Xia Pingwu was pretending too well, then it was because...
She remembered it all.

She thought about their past years and also remembered... the reason for their divorce.

Ming Chunshan felt a little cold.

But she held on, sneering at the superior: "What do you want to do? Tell these things to my sister, make her hate me, and then confess out of despair?"

"How do you know that Ruan Zhuyun's death was not caused by her?" The superior looked at her with a smile, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes. "After all, when you arrived, Ruan Zhuyun was already dead, wasn't she?"

"…Before this, she was very calm when I talked to her. There was nothing unusual. I asked her to be alone for a while and then come back to talk again. I didn't expect her to explode."
Ming Chunshan stared at the superior, his eyes seemed to be filled with anger.
"I was gone for a very short time and have almost no memory of it. It is impossible for my sister to control Ruan Zhuyun in such a short time."

"Okay, Chunshan, don't get excited." The superior smiled even more deeply, "We don't have any evidence, we are all guessing. Maybe after Pingwu is disappointed with you, he will take the initiative to tell the truth?"

Ming Chunshan paused, then stared at the superior for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at the display screen.
Xia Pingwu on the screen was also staring at the tablet with his head down. After a long moment, he suddenly smiled.

Xia Pingwu's casual voice echoed in the office:
“Why does Chunshan like me so much?
"There's really nothing we can do against her."

(End of this chapter)