I just became Superman, and the American evil god's experiment was exposed.

Chen Ze's heart tightened, and he shifted his gaze slightly, pretending to peek out with a curious expression.

The officer surnamed Wang scrutinized the crowd for a while, trying to find those whose clothing and appearance matched the information in the documents.

After watching for a while, he looked away.

"It seems I was overthinking it."

A hint of surprise flashed through Chen Ze's mind. It seemed that the other party had already analyzed his physical characteristics from the surveillance footage.

However, he wasn't stupid. When he returned to the scene, he spent 100 yuan to buy a new set from a roadside stall.

As for height and build, there are many people in the crowd who are similar to him, so there is no need to worry about being investigated.

"Captain Wang, someone's injury was relatively minor, and they've already woken up."

"Let's go take a look!" Officer Wang was overjoyed and led several police officers toward the ambulance.

In front of the ambulance.

The burly man who had been kicked in the groin by Chen Ze was now clutching his head, feeling as if his head was covered in paste, completely muddled and blurry.

The officer surnamed Wang came before him.

"Hello, this is Wang Junfeng from the Municipal Criminal Investigation Division. We are now questioning you in accordance with the law."

"Wait, police?" The burly man panicked, his eyes darting around unconsciously, trying to find an escape route.

"Behave yourself!" Officer Li saw through the other person's thoughts and immediately handcuffed him.

Upon seeing that he was already handcuffed, the burly man felt a chill in his heart and immediately begged for mercy.

"Officer, I usually just get into fights and take upskirt photos, I really haven't done anything else..."

"Alright! That's not what we're asking," Xiao Li interrupted. "I'm asking you, what exactly happened in the alley just now?"

"In the alley?" The burly man was a little confused. He tried hard to think but his mind was a complete blank. "I... I don't think I remember."

Xiao Li warned, "Let me tell you, don't try to play tricks. Confess and explain what happened. You can get a lighter or reduced sentence according to the law. If you refuse to confess, we have evidence of your theft and you will be dealt with severely."

"No, no, I really can't remember!" The burly man said helplessly. His head was still spinning and his mind was a complete mess. He couldn't even remember whether he had been to the alley or not, so how could he give a truthful account?

"They really won't give up until they see the Yellow River." Officer Li shook his head, preparing to explain the pros and cons again.

"Wait a minute." Wang Junfeng stopped the other person and looked at the policewoman beside him. "Call the doctor over."

The doctor arrived quickly.

"Doctor, what's his condition? Why can't he remember anything?" Wang Junfeng asked.

"He suffered a head injury and may have experienced temporary amnesia."

"Amnesia?" A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Junfeng's eyes. Could there really be such a coincidence in this world?

Hearing their conversation from afar, Chen Ze, after confirming that he would not be exposed, quietly disappeared into the crowd.

"Doctor, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Officer Li asked skeptically.

"Officer, you're good at investigating cases, but I'm good at saving lives. The patient's entire reaction indicates that he does indeed have amnesia. Please don't question my professionalism."

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask if it's possible that this temporary amnesia was intentionally caused by someone?" Xiao Li's question was startling.

Wang Junfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he also felt that this was a possibility, so he couldn't help but look at the doctor.

The doctor thought for a moment and said, "It's possible, but the possibility is very small. As of now, no one has been able to cause amnesia 100% by hitting someone on the head."

"You guys watch too many movies."

The policewoman who had spoken earlier rushed over at that moment.

"The hospital called to say that all the suspects have woken up."

"Great!" Wang Junfeng's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope in solving the case. "Xiao Li, go get the car, we'll go to the hospital now."

"Captain Wang, I think you probably don't need to go over there." The policewoman called out to the two of them.

"What do you mean?" Wang Junfeng frowned as he looked at her.

"The colleagues over there have confirmed with the doctor that they have all lost their memory."

"Complete amnesia?" Wang Junfeng stared wide-eyed at the policewoman in disbelief.

The policewoman nodded. "It's a bit unbelievable, but that's what my colleagues over there reported."

Wang Junfeng and Officer Li exchanged a glance, then looked at the doctor beside them.

The doctor took two steps back, equally bewildered, "I...I don't know what's going on either."

......

in the afternoon.

Chen Ze returned to school.

He returned to Lu Qinghe's stall, only to find that no one tasted the food she had prepared throughout the entire noon.

Left with no other choice, the members of the Food Research Society and the Video Society discussed the matter and decided to start selling some normal food products instead.

We have to use up all the carefully prepared ingredients, no matter what.

So, at the stall, Yang Wei was selling grilled sausages, while Su Mu was in charge of juicing fruit juice.

This is why so many customers came, and many of them only paid because of Su Mu's good looks.

Lu Qinghe lay slumped over the dining table, staring blankly into space, exuding the aura of a loser.

"Chen Ze?" Yang Wei immediately dropped the paintbrush in his hand. "Brother, when you said you were meeting up with friends, you didn't mean a date, did you?"

"Just a normal friend," Chen Ze said calmly.

Yang Wei glanced at Lu Qinghe, who was already lifeless, and said, "I don't care. You're a member of the Food Research Club. Now that the president is useless, we're counting on you."

That sounds nice, but all he wants is for me to do the work for him so he can slack off.

Chen Ze didn't point it out; since he had already agreed to help, he wouldn't go back on his word.

"Chen Ze, here, have some juice." Su Mu walked over and handed over a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

"You're not going to ask me to do it for you, are you?" Chen Ze asked, taking the juice.

"What are you talking about? I wanted to thank you for helping me before," Su Mu said irritably.

"You are welcome."

"Are you...are you alright?"

"What could be wrong with me? What's wrong with you?"

"No!" Su Mu's eyes darted left and right. "What I meant was that those guys didn't seem like good people, and you still followed them..."

Chen Ze smiled upon hearing this, "Those people were indeed not good people, so I chickened out after following them."

"Then why are you only coming back now?"

"Didn't I say I just met up with some friends?"

"oh."

"Is there anything else?"

"That's all."

"Then don't just stand there, get to work."

Su Mu: "..."

Chen Ze's culinary skills were now on par with Lu Qinghe's, but he didn't have the other's quirks, such as his fondness for researching foods conceived by non-humans.

So he used his culinary skills to make several servings of fried rice.

At least in terms of appearance, it completely outshone Lu Qinghe's dishes, so many people came to try it one after another.

Once you build a good reputation, you'll only attract more and more customers.

This busy period lasted until evening.

Chen Ze then used the remaining ingredients to prepare a sumptuous meal, though the dishes were mostly home-style.

Chen Ze didn't forget to invite his basketball teammates, and in an instant, the entire stall turned into a small banquet.

Everyone ate with great relish and couldn't help but give Chen Ze a thumbs up.

"Chen Ze, I think you should be the president of the Food Research Club."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The president is still here."

So, everyone secretly glanced at Lu Qinghe, who was engrossed in eating. Upon hearing this, Lu Qinghe stopped eating, puffed out her cheeks, and said while chewing:

"I must say, I didn't teach this apprentice in vain; his cooking skills are now on par with mine."

Perhaps it was because they had been drinking, but the group became bolder and couldn't help but tease, "President, you two are not the same style at all."

"What do you mean?"

"Chen Ze's cooking is called healing the sick and saving lives, while yours... is called treating human life like dirt!"

"Hahahaha!!" As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Qinghe's face darkened. "Fine, you don't believe me? Then I'll show you tomorrow!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically. "President, my voice was a little loud just now..."

I have an appointment tomorrow.

"My girlfriend is pregnant—no, my mom is pregnant, and we're going to the hospital tomorrow."

Lu Qinghe was too lazy to pay attention to these people, so she couldn't help but look at Chen Ze.

"Chen Ze, what about you?"

"Senior, I'm afraid I can't make it tomorrow, I have a competition."

"Contest?"

Zhang Chun interjected, "Yes, it's a basketball tournament organized by the entire department."