When Hobbs rushed to Zhou Yu's ward again, there were already several more people in the ward, and everyone waiting for him to enter the ward also turned their attention to him.

"Luke Hobbs, Diplomatic Security Service."

When Hobbs walked in, he took out his ID first, and the two extra people in the ward also took out their IDs and introduced themselves.

The older man spread his hands and said: "Hobbs, Luke Hobbs, I have heard your name. I am Muse, LAPD Special Task Force. I heard that you saved our rookie expert. I

I really don’t know how to say thank you to you, so I can only say thank you.”

Hobbes glanced at Zhou Yu: "We just happened to meet him, but what's going on with this guy?"

"We are already investigating, and now the entire LAPD is investigating this matter." Muse also glanced at Zhou Yu, with a slightly helpless expression on his face: "Maybe he met a robber on the road and gave him a stick, and robbed him.

It should be a coincidence that he took away all his belongings and threw them in your yard, but now it's troublesome. I heard that he has amnesia. When I find the bastard who made him lose his memory, I must take his shit.

Type them all out.”

As he spoke, Muse asked Zhou Yu: "Hey boy, how much do you remember and what do you do?"

"I think I might be a police detective?" Zhou Yu said with a smile: "If not a mathematician, computer expert or something? Or a forensic scientist?"

"Look." Muse spread his hands towards Hobbes: "This is the most troublesome part for us now. He can't remember anything, and he just got us a large signing fee and a long-term stay in a house.

Quan also has a lot of enviable benefits that make me envious, but he has not gone through the formal entry procedures. Now I just hope that the skills and knowledge in his mind have not disappeared along with his memory, otherwise he will not be able to join the company. Maybe we still have to

Discuss with the lawyers in Massachusetts whether he should pay us compensation or we should pay him compensation. My boss has already dropped three cups because of this matter today."

"My deepest sympathy." Hobbes wanted to laugh, but he couldn't hold back his laughter: "You can ask what he does."

Muse had a headache: "Although I don't want to admit it, this guy is a real expert in information technology, but he is also the worst rookie to the LAPD. Otherwise, you wouldn't have met him this morning. I knew it."

Someone should have been sent to pick him up yesterday. Look at him. He is a mixed-race man of Asian descent. It is so easy to be spotted alone in Los Angeles in the dead of night."

Hobbes nodded: "It's true that he is a bit weak. Now that you already know the situation, I can rest assured. You will be responsible for this boy's hospitalization expenses and insurance. Hey boy, remember to pay me back the money you owe me."

"OK, I'll give it to you when I get paid." Zhou Yu nodded and said, "Um... Hobbes, thank you."

"You're welcome." Hobbes stretched out his hand to shake Muse's hand and said, "I'll leave it to you. I also have a lot of trouble on my hands."

"Thank you for your help."

Muse sent Hobbs away and came back to look at Xiao Yun on the hospital bed with some helplessness: "Boy, I don't care if you really have amnesia, but now there is a time when you are needed. Put on your clothes and follow me.

, you go and help him go through the formalities now."

The other person in the ward nodded and left.

Zhou Yu followed Shan Ruliu, took off his hospital gown and put on his own clothes, followed the two people who came to pick him up and left the hospital.

"Where are we going?"

"Crime scene."

Zhou Yu pointed out that he was a little surprised: "As an information technology expert, I need to go to the crime scene? Shouldn't this be done in logistics?"

"I really wonder if you have really lost your memory." Muse really felt a headache, and said to his colleague who was driving: "Send him back first, think carefully about letting such a rookie go directly to that place.

Inappropriate."

When Zhou Yu arrived at his future workplace, he looked up at the signboard and immediately looked at the Muse who was his guide in confusion: "LAPD Special Task Force? FBI?"

Muse said lazily: "Yes, it's the FBI. The full name is LAPD-FBI Special Investigation Team. This is a joint department. You are working for this department now."

"Oh." Zhou Yu nodded and followed Muse into the office and asked, "Then what should I be doing here."

"Everything you have to do, come with me, go see me first."

There were two people at the head, a fat black man and a white man with glasses. The two middle-aged men looked at Zhou Yu and were silent for a while, especially the gloomy look on the black man's face was not concealed at all.

The middle-aged white man broke the silence and stood up and extended his hand to Zhou Yu: "Welcome to join the special working group. I am Tanner, and I am also the chief of this department."

"Thank you sir."

Tanner looked at the black man: "Bill, no one wants something like this to happen. The best outcome is that the person is okay. You probably haven't experienced this kind of situation like short-term amnesia. Don't you think his condition is very good?"

, maybe the injured person will be healed in a few days."

Black Bill stood up with a sullen face, looked at Zhou Yu and said, "You'd better recover as soon as possible. Now let's see if you have any other problems besides amnesia. Follow me."

Tanner smiled at Zhou Yu, and soon the three of them came to a pile of things that looked like junk. Bill pointed at the pile of things and said: "Yesterday, a very influential case occurred in this city. This pile of things

The things are the surveillance equipment that our people retrieved from various places on the scene. As you see, these things are almost completely damaged. Your job is to successfully find the things we want from these ruins."

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, pointed at the rags and then pointed at himself: "Even if I am an information technology expert, I am not a data recovery expert, and I have lost my memory. I am not sure I can understand these things.

"

Tanner patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder: "Alex, you are the only one we can rely on now. We can't find a data recovery expert to help us do this. Now everyone is waiting to see us.

It’s a joke, please think of a solution, I know this is very difficult but only you can solve it.”

Zhou Yu frowned slightly, looked at the pile of rags, and muttered: "I'll try it first."

"Okay, if you need anything, just say it."

"I'll study it." Zhou Yu nodded helplessly and said, "Where is my work place."

Bill: "Muse, take him there."

Muse gestured towards Zhou Yu, and the two of them pushed a pile of rags to a workstation in the corner. Muse raised his hand and gestured to Zhou Yu, who understood.

Looking at his workstation, which was twice as big as other workstations and consisted of three tables filled with various equipment, Zhou Yu nodded slightly: "It feels pretty good, thank you Miao."

"

"It's okay, call me if you need anything." Muse patted Zhou Yu's shoulder and pointed back with his thumb: "What can you eat? Do you want some coffee?"

"Trouble." Zhou Yu sat down and started busy. It has to be said that the equipment is quite complete. Otherwise, Zhou Yu would not be able to extract the data from this pile of junk without suitable equipment.

First, he checked the status of these devices. Zhou Yu wrote down some needed things on a note while searching on the Internet. Sharpening the knife did not waste time chopping wood. Zhou Yu felt that the current equipment could be upgraded, and the data could be restored.

It also requires more professional equipment to achieve better results.

After being busy for a while and re-confirming the equipment and accessories he lacked, Zhou Yu handed the note he wrote to the black man Bill who had been on the phone in the office.

Zhou Yu can still see that this black man is actually the one with the biggest say in this special working group, and he is far more concerned about solving the case than the others. He can definitely get something from him as quickly as possible in order to solve the case.

Time was satisfied, but instead of going to find Tanner, he still had to come over to discuss with Bill, so it would be better for him to come over and settle the matter himself.

Zhou Yu put the note on the table: "Sir, if I want to repair the data from those tatters, I still need these devices, otherwise it will be difficult to extract useful things from them."

Bill frowned and glanced at Zhou Yu, picked up the note, looked at it and said, "Are you sure you can extract what I want with these?"

"Sure."

"It seems that your ability to work has not disappeared because of your amnesia." Bill finally showed a satisfied expression and said: "Things will be delivered as soon as possible. If you can find something useful for us today, then you

You can go back to your ward and rest."

"Thank you, sir."

It's not a trivial matter to find something useful. Zhou Yu returned to his work station and checked the pile of junk. He found that the person who destroyed these things was definitely a master. However, this was not a problem for Zhou Yu. He spent half an hour using it.

The existing equipment was used for data recovery, and a one-second video was finally successfully recovered. Although it was particularly blurry, it was enough for cross-fertilization.

Zhou Yu directly called Bill over. When Bill saw the blurry video on Zhou Yu's computer screen, his dark skin seemed to turn rosy, and the smile on his face became brighter. He patted Zhou Yu's shoulder happily and wanted to

Zhou Yu continued to work, but Zhou Yu covered his head and showed an uncomfortable expression.

"Sir, I have a headache. I'm going back to the hospital first."

Bill's face stiffened for a moment, but he still nodded with a smile: "Muse, hurry up and send our expert back to the hospital. Remember to ask the doctor to give him a good check-up."

Muse shrugged his shoulders and left with Zhou Yu. Tanner took out a file bag and handed it to Zhou Yu before Zhou Yu left: "Here is your information. Take a look at it. Maybe it can shed some light on your situation."

Helps.”

Zhou Yu quickly caught it: "Thank you, Chief Tanner."

Tanner smiled and said: "Go and have a good rest. You did a good job today."

On the way back, Zhou Yu directly opened the file bag and started reading it. He looked thoughtful from time to time and remembered all the details about himself in the file.

Muse said: "How is it? Have you thought of anything?"

Zhou Yu shook his head: "Not yet. It may be that intracranial blood stasis compressed my brain and caused my current situation. Although I can't remember the past, the strange thing is that my knowledge seems to have not been forgotten. It is like an instinct.

In the mind.”

Muse laughed: "This is really a blessing among misfortunes. This means that your condition is not serious. Maybe you will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."

"It's not impossible." Zhou Yu touched his still aching head and frowned slightly: "I always feel like something is wrong."

"What?"

Zhou Yu shook his head: "Nothing."

Zhou Yu was sleeping in the ward at night. Suddenly he felt a little cool and slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhou Yu was startled and jumped up from the bed.

A seemingly thin middle-aged black man was sitting on his bedside, looking at himself softly. When he opened his eyes, his white teeth were exposed. Of course, if the other person didn't have a handful in his hand,

If it were a silver-white pistol, Zhou Yu might still think that he might have seen a ghost, but now Zhou Yu didn't think he saw a ghost and only felt a bit creepy.

"Sorry, I didn't scare you."
To be continued...