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

"You?" Mao Xiqing's tongue choked, and then she turned her head and spat, "I really don't understand why someone like Ming Chunshan would like her."

Xia Pingwu was already a little confused from the fever, and even subconsciously stared at Mao Xiqing's movements and commented: "The movements were quite good, but he didn't spit out."

Mao Xiqing was stunned. Perhaps after such a long time together, she never thought that Xia Pingwu would still talk to her like this. She stared at Xia Pingwu for a while, and couldn't help but add: "You cooperate with us, the doctor is outside - you have a serious fever."

"What do you want to cooperate with?"
Xia Pingwu rubbed his brows.
"You asked me if I hated my wife, and I told you the truth, but you were unhappy.
"You want me to hate her? Then what? Even if I start to hate her, it doesn't matter..."
She paused. The thing she had been avoiding for so long was suddenly at her fingertips, and she was a little unable to put it into words.
She could only skip and look up:
"What does it matter?"

Mao Xiqing understood immediately, and immediately put on a gentle smile. He pulled his chair closer to Xia Pingwu and calmly pretended to adjust his sitting posture:
“Of course it does.
"We are colleagues after all. I am afraid you will be too sad, so I am laying the groundwork for you."
She didn't stop and continued,
"After all, you and Ming Chunshan were the only ones around Ruan Zhuyun at the time. Either you killed him or Ming Chunshan did.
“…Although, I don’t want to say that.”

Xia Pingwu didn't say anything. She couldn't help but find it funny when she saw Mao Xiqing raising his eyes and observing her expression very deliberately.
She pursed her lips and answered simply:
“Although Yunyun works in the cleaning team, she is still an excellent psychic and will not be easily controlled to self-destruct.
“Even if that’s the case, Chunshan doesn’t have enough motive to commit the crime.
"The last and most important point is that I don't believe Yunyun would die like this."

"Well, I know why you're so sure."
Mao Xiqing sighed, pretended to be very sorry, and slowly leaned back in his chair.
"Xia Pingwu, you deliberately approached the corpse at the entrance of the Supernatural Bureau because you used supernatural powers on Ruan Zhuyun just like you did on Ji Jie, right?
"You think you can monitor Ruan Zhuyun's life and death like you monitor Ji Jie at any time, right?"

Under Mao Xiqing's repeated questioning, Xia Pingwu actually had time to think about another thing.
She was thinking:
Maybe what Ji Jie said was right, the Superpower Bureau is likely to be able to monitor mental communication at any time.
When did this pervasive and costly surveillance begin to haunt her?

At the same time, Mao Xiqing's voice rang in my ears:
"Unfortunately, Ruan Zhuyun is really dead.
"Do you think the fluctuations of superpowers you feel are her vital signs? No, that's because she is acting as a container, storing those fresh, hard-earned superpowers."

Xia Pingwu froze for a moment.

The supernatural powers of psychic magic can actually be used by more than just oneself.
If a person loses too much blood, they will need a blood transfusion. Similarly, if a psychic loses too much superpower, they will need to replenish it.
In addition, human drugs can be tested on experimental animals, but it is difficult to find matching experimental animals for drugs for psychics, so the laboratory will inject superpowers into ordinary experimental animals to simulate the physical condition of psychics, and then kill the experimental animals before they become super beasts.

In either of these situations, a power that can be separated from the psychic's body and retain its original function is necessary.
But it is also difficult to obtain.
One of the ways is to extract it from the body of a recently deceased psychic.
Unfortunately, many psychics died in the process of fighting against the strange beasts, but only very few were able to retain the superpowers in their bodies for extraction.

And Ruan Zhujun was indeed an outstanding psychic. Even after her death, she was still an excellent container.

In the long silence, Xia Pingwu spoke word by word: "I don't believe it.
"You want to lie to me like this, it's impossible."

"Xia Pingwu, why can't you understand what I'm saying?"
Mao Xiqing sighed deeply and walked a little closer.
"In that case, don't blame me."
The next moment, her fingers landed on the tablet and slid gently to the next file.
It was a video, and on it, there were two people clearly visible.
Ming Chunshan, and Ruan Zhuyun.

Xia Pingwu gritted his teeth and insisted on what he meant: "What do you want to show me?
"You said Chunshan really hurt Yunyun?
"If you say that Chunshan controlled Yunyun to self-destruct, then I can also think that you controlled Chunshan."

"Xia Pingwu, what are you afraid of?"
A smug smile finally appeared on Mao Xiqing's face. She pushed the tablet closer and continued,
"I know, you are afraid that Ming Chunshan will become someone you don't recognize, right?"

Before Xia Pingwu could say anything, Mao Xiqing had already pressed the screen, and the sound of the video rang out loudly throughout the room.

The background of the two people is in the Ice and Fire Cave.
At first, Ruan Zhujun was standing by the side reading the combat team's report, comparing it with the Ice and Fire Cave map, and studying possible blind spots for clearing.

At this moment, Ming Chunshan's voice came to him:
"Ruan Zhuyun."

Ruan Zhujun turned to look at Ming Chunshan and raised an eyebrow: "There may be remnants of supernatural powers here. You just came here when you are feeling better. Pingwu will be worried about you."

"I came to you just to ask about my sister."
Ming Chunshan moved closer.
"There's less medicine in the medicine box that I gave my sister. Did you take it?" Ruan Zhuyun's face froze, and she turned back to continue reading the information:
"I don't understand what you're saying."

Ming Chunshan's eyes darkened: "Don't pretend with me, I came to see you in private just for my sister's sake."

During these days, what Ning Xuan said to Ruan Zhuyun has been like a big stone, pressing firmly on Ruan Zhuyun's heart.
Ming Chunshan's question was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Ruan Zhuyun exploded:
"Isn't that medicine for Pingwu's health? Even if I took some, it was for emergency use when you were not around. Why are you so nervous?"

"That thing is not yours to take, take it back quickly."
Ming Chunshan frowned, unwilling to talk to Ruan Zhuyun. He had promised to bring a gift for his sister, and he couldn't let her wait too long.
"Let's keep this between the two of us. Don't let my sister know."

Ruan Zhujun took a step back, and his expression immediately became serious: "If you don't explain clearly today, I won't let you get close to Pingwu again."
She gritted her teeth and said, “Ming Chunshan, how much do you know?
"Pingwu trusts you so much, if you dare to harm her..."

"I didn't! That's the medicine for her good!"
Ming Chunshan pretended to reach out and grab Ruan Zhuyun by the collar, but Ruan Zhuyun refused to do so and immediately started a fight with Ming Chunshan with his elbow:
"You'd better not try to lie to me in front of me."

"Don't take advantage of this situation!"
Ruan Zhuyun was holding something in her hands, which was inconvenient. When she wasn't paying attention, Ming Chunshan grabbed Ruan Zhuyun's shoulders tightly and lowered his voice.
“I’ve said it before, there are just some side effects that may affect the use of her abilities.
"You know, my sister cares so much about her identity as a supernatural power user. If she knew that this medicine would have... irreversible effects on her ability..."

Ming Chunshan didn't finish her words. She didn't expect to bring up this matter. She was still thinking about how to convince Ruan Zhuyun to keep it a secret, but Ruan Zhuyun went crazy and punched her hard:
"Are you sure it only affects the use of supernatural powers?
"Don't lie to me, Ning Xuan told me that this medicine will accelerate Ping Wu's transformation into a beast!"

"Impossible! Whose brainwashing did you listen to? My personal doctor here checks up on my sister every year. I know her health condition best!"
Ming Chunshan subconsciously denied it. She looked calm, but her heart was actually in a mess. At this moment, she took a step back first, trying to distance the two of them.
"We all need to be quiet. We must be quiet."
She took out her cell phone and wanted to call Xia Pingwu: "Well, I won't go home yet. When you finish your work, we will sort this matter out."

But this time, Ruan Zhuyun seemed to have made up her mind. She reached out and tapped Ming Chunshan's phone, then took out her own phone:
"I'm here to call Ping Wu. I won't let you act like a spoiled child and make Ping Wu soften his heart!"

Let her speak?
How can I let her say that!
What if there are even more troublesome things in those brainwashing packages!
Ming Chunshan immediately rushed to snatch Ruan Zhuyun's cell phone. The two people were fighting for the phone. During the fight, they unconsciously overflowed with supernatural powers and jumped to attack each other in the process.

Ming Chunshan became anxious and immediately reached for Ruan Zhuyun's head with her other hand, wanting to knock Ruan Zhuyun to the ground. However, when she touched Ruan Zhuyun's scalp, her mind suddenly changed.

Ruan Zhuyun has been subdued now, but what happens next?
What if... Ruan Zhujun could never speak again?

……

The video stopped abruptly at this moment. Xia Pingwu, who had been staring at the screen, was already sweating all over, but she didn't notice that her fingers had involuntarily clenched the tablet in front of her and looked up at Mao Xiqing:
"Then, in order to prevent Yunyun from telling this, Chunshan controlled her to explode, right?"
She laughed, her voice very sure:
"If that was the case, Chunshan, who was so close, would have been knocked to the ground by the explosion and would not have been able to answer my call later."

"Yes, this just shows that she had expected it."
Mao Xiqing pointed at the tablet.
"You just watched this video, you don't know Ming Chunshan's specific psychology at all, right?
"Maybe Ming Chunshan just found out about Ruan Zhuyun's knowledge of drugs, but he actually planned to kill this person who has been trying to sow discord between you two?"

Then, Mao Xiqing stopped here, stared at Xia Pingwu for a long time, laughed again, and said exactly the same words as Ji Jie:
"Xia Pingwu, you are so cold-hearted. Ruan Zhujun is dead, but you can still make excuses for Ming Chunshan."
She shook her head and continued:
"No, you can't say that. After all, you can still ignore the fact that Ming Chunshan knew that the medicine would harm your superpowers, but he insisted on protecting her.
"Your coldness is only directed towards Ruan Zhuyun."

Xia Pingwu looked at Mao Xiqing steadily, his face remained calm, but his tone became more irritable:
"Don't try to disturb me!
"Do you think you guys are pretending so well? I already knew about the drugs.
"So, I won't believe your one-sided words. I want to meet Ming Chunshan and confront her face to face."

(End of this chapter)