Chapter 1 has issues, seek the organization

After finishing in the restroom, He Gui directly entered the interrogation room. However, this time he took a stack of newspapers and laid them directly on the floor inside the bars.

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Just wandering around in our area

I am not sure, but it seems the surname is He

The siheyuan in Kyoto is truly unbearable at this time; the smell of public toilets can be detected from afar, and nearly every household has a chamber pot.

How is it, at the head? Zhang Feng appears to be of short stature and relatively young, yet he has participated in battles in the south and has been recognized for his contributions upon transitioning to civilian life

At the head, this guy had his skull cracked open and was stitched up with a total of 20 stitches. Zhang Feng whispered in response to the report

What is your age?" Yu Jun looked at He Gui and asked again

Yu Jun first picked up his enamel cup and drank it in one go, then filled another cup with warm water and placed it on the old-fashioned desk

He looked at Yu Jun with a hint of confusion and said, "I seem to be a cook."

Do you remember anything

Oh! What a precious sound it is. Anyway, since I do not intend to commit any crimes, I will just wait for a new identity. If I am not arranged for anything, I will go to the police station every day... to beg.

Without saying anything like thank you, he just walked straight out, drinking porridge in large gulps and eating steamed buns

"What can you remember?" Yu Jun felt quite frustrated; this situation was not unprecedented. There had been cases of amnesia due to being beaten, which were somewhat better, as some had only been discovered years after their deaths.

In the span of three days, there were also people who came to see He Gui, including several criminal cases. However, upon careful examination of He Gui, there were no injuries on his body, and that was that

Of course, all the goods from Taobao were tossed aside, cut open and rummaged through, but nothing was found. They were taken back to the police station and placed in the interrogation room.

He Guishuang, with his hands cuffed, sat inside the bathhouse. After an hour of effort from the master, and further grooming by the barber, the flat-top hairstyle of He Gui was created

Then let's arrange for it to go to your place first, but let's wait for three days before discussing it, to see if there are any recent cases in the vicinity. At present, Yu Jun also has no suitable solutions.

I do not know

I can't remember, when I woke up, there was still a bandage on my head

"Grandma Zhang, please take a look and see if there are any issues. If there are none, just sign here." The voice of a certain director sounded from outside.

Three days later, He Gui, dressed in clothes that carried a scent, followed closely behind Zhang Feng

A female police officer, with a plump figure and a height of approximately 1.55 meters, covered her mouth and said: "What should we do now, Officer Yu?"

It is estimated that they are criminals, yet they do not dare to be so arrogant. When it comes to meals, they do not inquire about what to eat; they simply take whatever is served. They can eat steamed buns, but the noodles are intentionally prepared with less salt, and more salt is added, yet they do not say anything.

I do not know

Zhang Feng opened the door to the interrogation room, looked at He Gui wrapped in a military coat, and took out a lunch box along with two steamed buns

I will personally inform you once there is a result

Yu Jun thought that a tall person like He Gui, who is 1.8 meters tall, could potentially pose a hidden danger no matter where he is assigned

This troublesome time travel is a fixed-point travel, which means that traveling back from here will always bring you back to this very spot next time you come.

Zhang Feng glanced at the interrogation room and said softly, "Yutou, why not take him to my dormitory? If this kid shows even the slightest sign of wrongdoing, I will take him down immediately"

"Dinner is ready," Zhang Feng called out as he opened the gate

With a loud bang, the door was opened. Standing at a height of 1.78 meters, the slender figure of Director Yu Jun, with darkened skin and prominent cheekbones, frowned upon seeing the person lying on the long wooden bench. A strong odor pervaded the entire room

The plump Yang Hongli, upon hearing this, asked in confusion, "What should we do then? We can't just keep them locked in the interrogation room forever"

The dormitory is located not far from the police station; it is not a high-rise building, but rather a courtyard house situated within an alley.

Yujun also had no choice; he threw a quilt to He Gui at night and then reported it upward

Hometown

Grandma Zhang, have you noticed any suspicious points?

"Don't mention it, the shelter requires the place of household registration for repatriation. The bureau has issued a notice for assistance in investigation, but it will take at least several days to receive any news." Yu Jun sighed.

I want to go to the restroom. After He Gui finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Feng. He Gui had crafted his persona as someone who had been hit on the head and lost his memory, because the more he spoke, the more loopholes would emerge.

Director, I have been watching that guy for half an hour.

He lowered his head, standing between the bars, and Jun asked, "What is your name?"

"You will temporarily sleep here with me." In recent days, Zhang Feng has been observing He Gui and has concluded that this person is likely really dazed. He eats when he should eat and sleeps when he should sleep. According to the comrades on night duty, he snores loudly and grinds his teeth.

He shrank his neck, looking at the thick steel bars. Fortunately, there was still a long bench, and his hands were tucked inside a dirty, tattered cotton jacket.

However, 1985 was relatively good; if one were to travel back to 1983, well, one might be directly accused of some crime and then be subjected to eating peanuts

Yu Jun returned to the police station, drenched in sweat. After 1983, the overall public security in Kyoto was very good, so there were not many incidents.

Later, after devising a plan with my high intelligence, I ultimately entrusted the task of resolving my identity to the organization. This is why I went three months without bathing or getting a haircut, wearing two tattered cotton jackets, underneath which was a bare body, along with many black residues, and I shall not mention the odor emanating from my body

There are also those who claim to be relatives, but none of them are.

"You must tell me what is going on with this person," Aunt Chaoyang kept urging.

Yu Jun is also quite conflicted; this is indeed a hot potato. However, people nowadays possess a sense of responsibility, unlike in later generations... In any case, this matter depends on the individual. When encountering someone responsible, everything is fine; when meeting someone irresponsible...

I haven't washed my hair for three months, and I haven't washed my body for three months either. For three months, I have relied entirely on takeout for sustenance

Xiao Zhang, take this person to the bathhouse nearby and also find him a set of clean clothes. Yu Suo also could not stand it any longer and instructed a police officer, Zhang Feng.

I will just go to sleep, it is what it is, do as you please, over a hundred pounds will be handed over to the organization, do whatever you want with it

He was also feeling quite chaotic inside; anyway, if something felt off, he would just leave. He was here to make a fortune, not to take risks.

He Gui was delivering food on the night six months ago when a piece of the wall fell off and struck him on the head, causing a large gash. The property management of the community compensated him with 100,000. He Gui was originally at home recuperating in peace, but unexpectedly discovered that he could actually travel back to 1985. Whether this was a return to history or a parallel world, He Gui leaned towards the idea of a parallel world. Of course, such questions will always remain a mystery, as the time difference between the two worlds is not significant.

This is not the case, just rummaging through the trash can

He felt a bit nervous; in case these guys were to inflict violence upon him, he would just leave and not come back here.

He curled his lips in disdain, for he was well-prepared. The cotton-padded jacket he wore cost 300 yuan, a high-priced item purchased on Taobao. The patches were handmade, and the inner layer was filled with inferior cotton. He also had cotton pants and handmade cotton boots, spending a total of 500 yuan.