Chapter 199 Selective Amnesia

When Qin Yu was researching in the space of black square objects, it was already a time for people to sleep in the dead of night, but an extremely luxurious mansion in Pasta City was brightly lit, and everyone in it was busy, as if they were about to do something big.

However, most of the servants in the mansion do not know what they are busy with. Only a few servants know what is going on. For them, such a thing is not a trivial matter at all, so they are very complaining, but naturally they dare not show it on their faces.

The reason why they are busy is that the only son of the owner of this house is injured. It is said that he is injured but his shoulder is a little injured. What really frightened the owner of this house is that his son seems to be crazy.

Such a thing is a trivial matter for these servants, because it's just one person. They can serve any few people, and there is no need to be so popular. But they know that such a thing is a big deal for the owner of this mansion. This is his only son. If one is not good, won't he die? Therefore, although they don't feel the need to stir up the public, they dare not show anything at all. Of course, even at ordinary times, they dare not have any opinions. They don't want to be kicked out of this house. It is essential for them to work in a family with such a mansion, because this family is one of the best families in Pasta City. Although it is more tightly controlled, the salary is not comparable to that of other small families.

In the room in the center of the mansion, a majestic middle-aged man sat on a chair in the hall. His expression was serious and there was a faint worry in his eyebrows, but he was still calm. On the contrary, a middle-aged woman who was not a few steps away from him stepped back and forth in the hall with an anxious face. , still saying something in his mouth.

There were several servants standing next to them, but these servants were cautious and dared not breathe, for fear of accidentally angering them.

At this time, the curtains were suddenly lifted, and an old man in a doctor's costume showed his slightly pale face, and then he walked impatiently towards the two people in the hall.

The middle-aged beautiful woman quickly greeted her and asked urgently, "How's it going, Mr. Xu?"

And the middle-aged man also looked forward to the old man, hoping to hear good news from the old man.

The old man who asked Mr. Xu smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry. It's just that you hit something hard in your head, and then you lose your memory. You won't really go crazy."

"Really?" The middle-aged woman suddenly shouted excitedly.

The tense face of the middle-aged man beside him also eased, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said, "But..."

One sentence made the two's newly relaxed hearts rise again. Before the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged beautiful woman interrupted and asked, "But what?" She doesn't want to hear any good news.

The old man continued with a comforting smile, "Madam, don't worry, he is just amnesiac, and it's also selective."

"Selective amnesia? What do you mean? The middle-aged beautiful woman asked.

"That is to say, he will forget everything he has done in a certain period of time these days."

"It's okay." The middle-aged beautiful woman breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She didn't care about any selective amnesia, as long as she could give him back a healthy son.

"Can Mr. Xu see what he hit? Is it possible to be hit by someone else's something?" Hearing that his son was fine, the middle-aged man asked about the key things. If his son is killed, he must find out the murderer. As a person in charge of such a big family, he can't stand it. Of course, Wang Chao has told him what happened after Ouyang Li entered the mysterious magic boundary. Therefore, if there are still murderers, it may only be Su Ruyue. However, with the relationship between Su Lei and his family, Su Ruyue should not do such a thing. Moreover, Su Ruyue was also seriously injured, and the situation was a hundred times more serious than Ouyang Li, so middle-aged people did not doubt Su Ruyue. Therefore, now he just wants to figure it out, because if Ouyang Li is really injured, the murderer should also be buried in the mysterious magic boundary.

The old man pondered for a long time and said, "Ouyang should not have been injured by a blunt object. He should have exerted too much force and hit something particularly hard, so his head will have temporary amnesia. Of course, with his performance after the mysterious magic boundary, it can be said that he should have suffered a lot before he was injured. He was so scared that he looked particularly scared in the case of amnesia after waking up, which made people think he was crazy. But don't worry, he will be fine after a rest. But it's still the same problem. He may have selective amnesia.

"Then you can only ask Li Er after she wakes up, but if Li Er happens to forget what happened during this period, she can only ask Su Ruyue. However, Su Ruyue's injury may not be healed for a while. Middle-aged people talk to themselves.

"Sir, even if the murderer is dead, we have to investigate. We are not injured in vain." The middle-aged beautiful woman also shifted her attention from her son and said viciously.

"Madam, don't worry, I won't let Li Er pay such a heavy price for my husband." The middle-aged man clenched his fists and his face was not angry.

Looking at the appearance of the two, the old man quickly added, "The selective amnesia of Mr. Ouyang may slowly recover with the extension of time."

"Oh, how long will it take?" The middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say. Sometimes it depends on luck, ranging from a month to a year, and sometimes I can't even remember it for life."

"Is that so?" Middle-aged people are a little helpless, but it is better to have hope than no hope.

"Ouyang has to rest more recently, and it's better to use less magic." The old man said.

"It's hard for Xu Lao, and the night is late. Xu Lao, go and have a rest first. If there is anything, we will trouble you again." The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled and said to the servant behind her, "Take Xu Lao to rest quickly."

"Yes." A servant answered.

After saying that, he led the old man out of the room.

Qin Yu naturally doesn't know what selective amnesia Ouyang Li had. Of course, such a result is not good for him and Ma Wei. Naturally, they hope that Ouyang Li will really go crazy.

At this time, Qin Yu was still studying the broken fragments in front of him. After looking over and over for more than ten minutes, he still couldn't see why. He really couldn't figure out how the weight of something that looked exactly the same could be different. Could it be that the material inside had changed.

Thinking about this, Qin Yu carefully studied the fractures of these fragments, but the texture and color of the fractures are still no different from ordinary basal iron. What is the difference? Qin Yu is on the fragments in front of him. Of course, most importantly, he thinks that if he can find the difference, he knows him. This armor plays a great role.

frowned, and Qin Yu took out his fist stab. With the hardness and sharpness of the fist stab, there should be no problem to pierce ordinary Xuantie. Qin Yu intends to use it to interview these fragments in front of him.

The fist was gently raised, and then fell heavily. After a "zheng", Qin Yu was surprised to find that the fist stabbing could not pierce the debris on the ground, but scratched a short and slight scratch on the surface of the debris.

Is it possible that the current black iron is harder than ordinary black iron? Qin Yu, who didn't believe, raised his fist again and then stabbed down heavily. If he only used 30% of his strength just now, then this time he used all his strength to breastfeed.

A sharp voice that was obviously louder than just now suddenly sounded, and the long scratch finally stopped because of his closing force, but the fist still failed to pierce the debris, but it left a very long scratch.

Well, the scratch surface is obviously different from the original color. With this discovery, Qin Yu now focuses all his attention on the extremely subtle scratches.

No, if the fist can't pierce it, it should not be possible to draw such a scratch with such a different color. Qin Yu is a little puzzled. Is it true that the material of the surface of this fragment is really inconsistent with that of the inside? The surface is just ordinary black iron. Its real secret is the material inside, so its weight is different. Thinking of this, Qin Yu became as excited as if he had discovered the new continent. At present, he raised his fist and scratched it against the remnants. After a few strokes, the surface of the fragments was actually scraped off some tiny sheets, which were extremely thin, thinner than ordinary pieces of paper.

After scraping off these thin sheets, the surface of the fragments is obviously different from the original. Of course, such a difference could not be found without Qin Yu's careful observation. The original surface is black, which is exactly the same as ordinary basal iron. Although it is also black inside, Qin Yu still keenly found that it is not At the same time, this is definitely not Xuantie. Qin Yu came to such a conclusion, and he also found that he seemed to be familiar with this material.

Wait, isn't this the same as the material of the ring left by Grandpa? The blackness deeper than the black iron is obviously the same as the material on the ring, and the textures are no different from those textures.

Unexpectedly, it was the same material, and Qin Yu looked at the fragments in front of him in disbelief.

Since the material is the same, Qin Yu is sure that the armor in front of him was absolutely shocking. His ring is so unbelievable that he doesn't think this armor will be so bad. However, unfortunately, no matter how brilliant it used to be, it is now just a broken armor. No, it is a pile of rags. Remnant.

Now he can be sure that the thin piece scraped off by himself is the black iron painted after being melted into iron water, but no, Qin Yu, who thought about it, became a little confused again. If it is really the black iron painted later, then there should be no black iron in its section, but the section of the fragments in front of him is clearly black iron. This What's going on?

It was at this time that Qin Yu was surprised to find that the first scratch on the fragment had miraculously disappeared. In a blink of an eye, it became exactly the same as before, as if Qin Yu had never scratched marks on it with his fist.

This...

Qin Yu was dumbfounded.

Is it possible that the black iron on the fragment will grow by itself?

The subsequent facts proved Qin Yu's speculation, because the places he cut behind him miraculously grew new basal iron.

Fure, this is amazing.

Qin Yu was completely stunned and lived so much that he had never heard of such a mysterious thing after staying in the Armor College for so long.

Since the fragments are so magical, the monsters in the armor may also have a chance to survive. Qin Yu, who thought so, suddenly became excited and began to assemble these fragments.