Chapter 171 Probe
The next day, William Bryan came to the Golden Sun Club according to Charlee Ford's orders.
This is the first time he has come to this occasion for so long since he woke up.
His eyes fell on the men and women who embraced each other in the middle of the dance floor, and somehow moved away with some embarrassment.
That's when Charlee Ford appeared, staggering through a crowd of men and women with a glass in her hand, and finally standing in front of William Bryan.
"Mr. Mu saw it? Dancing is like this." This is what Charlee Ford said in his first sentence.
William Bryan: "…"
He paused, thinking of the two dancing yesterday, combined with her present words, and his eyebrows suddenly twisted.
This woman, speaking is really out of tune, it is no wonder that people will feel dissolute.
"I came to ask you something," said William Bryan, wrenching her eyebrows. "Did you... know me before?"
He looked at her suspiciously.
Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows, glanced around, and said, "This is no place to talk. Mr. Mu, come with me."
She took William Bryan into a box, locked the door, and Charlee Ford took out his infrared detector to check it out, finally extinguishing two cameras.
After all this, she easily turned back and sat on the sofa, and said to Bai Mu, "Why do you ask me that?"
"Because your eyes tell me that you must know something." William Bryan said with certainty.
Charlee Ford's eyes flashed a touch of loss.
She thought it was him who remembered something.
"Is the past so important to you? What are you dissatisfied with now being the son-in-law of the Collins, the largest family in LA and even America?" Charlee Ford looked at her with determination.
She's testing him.
Because she wasn't sure if William Bryan really wanted to remember something or was trying to cover for Lydia Collins.
William Bryan even thought about Charlee Ford's words seriously, and then said for a long time: "People around me look at me strangely."
"Once or twice, I can think of it as a coincidence. More times, I will wonder what I did before to cause this." William Bryan spoke his mind in good faith.
Charlee Ford was stunned. She understood the feeling of being regarded as an alien.
"But why did you ask me instead of them?"
"You should know something. I'm sorry if I'm wrong." William Bryan stood in front of her and said firmly.
Charlee Ford smiled. "You may not believe what I say."
William Bryan shook his head. "I have my own judgment."
When you wake up, all the people around you have become strangers. They brainwash you to introduce your relationship, and they are obviously wary of you. Even the so-called fiancee is evasive when looking at you.
By this time, the only person you can trust is yourself.
Charlee Ford smiled slowly at William Bryan's words.
He is as smart as ever, and can make accurate judgments and choices even if he loses his memory.
It's just that now is not the time to tell him the truth...
Charlee Ford sighed again, his face uncertain.
Just then, there was a knock at the door of the box.
Charlee Ford twisted his eyebrows. "Who? Didn't I say don't bother me?"
"We are people from the Boston Reconnaissance Team, coming to the ward round and opening the door." Outside came the male voice of MoMo.
The Boston Recon?
Fred suddenly appeared in Charlee Ford's mind. Although Fred was just, she had never done anything to hurt her from beginning to end, so she had a good impression of him.
She got up and tried to open the door, but halfway through, her wrist was buckled by William Bryan.
"What's the matter?" Charlee Ford asked, turning his head.
William Bryan shook his head and lowered his voice. "Even the reconnaissance team, the ward round is not like this. It is fraudulent."
Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows. "You know quite a lot."
William Bryan sipped her lips, but was not in the mood to joke with her: "I'm with you."
The two men walked towards the back of the box door.
As a result of dawdling for too long, the patience of people outside obviously passed slowly: "Open the door quickly!"
"Coming!" Charlee Ford shouted, looked at William Bryan, raised his hand and opened the box door from the inside.
As soon as the door opened, six men rushed in from the outside. As soon as they came in, they locked the door neatly, and then greeted Charlee Ford indiscriminately.
The whole process is only a few seconds, and other people will definitely have no time to respond.
However, Charlee Ford developed a good skill in following Chang Sheng this year. She dodged the attack three or two times and got free time: "Who are you?"
The man who attacked her didn't think he would be dodged. He paused and said maliciously, "The person who wants you to die!"
"Where did I come from when I just returned home?" Charlee Ford frowned. "If you confess who sent you, I may leave you a way to live."
These people sniffed at the smell. "This is the opposite!"
But half a minute later, they were beaten in the face.
One foot at a time, Charlee Ford beat six men who were bigger and better than her without fighting back.
She clapped her hands, smiled easily, and looked up at William Bryan with an inquiring eye.
Her smile faded.
Grass, forget that he is still here.
But... I'm using Cindy's identity now. He shouldn't see any problems, can he?
"Do you know the telephone number of the prosecutor in Boston? Call them and ask them to come and take this group away." Charlee Ford went over to William and said.
"136***" William Bryan subconsciously memorized a string of telephone numbers.
Even his own brow frowned slightly.
"What is this?" Charlee Ford asked.
Bai Muyan said: "I don't know. When you ask the prosecutor for a phone number, this will automatically come to mind."
"So amazing?" Charlee Ford was surprised. She pulled out her mobile phone and dialed it according to the number of William Bryan newspaper.
It rang three times and was picked up: "Hello, this is Jincheng Investigation Bureau, and I am Captain Fred."
Charlee Ford: "…"
Grass, how his brain grew. She could remember that William Bryan seemed to have no dealings with Fred at first, but now he could recite his telephone number accurately.
William Bryan saw Charlee Ford's expression, and his eyes were deeper.
Fred came quickly.
He glanced at William Bryan, then at Charlee Ford, and stopped talking.
Ever since the news of Bai Muyan's engagement to Lydia Collins came last time, he knew about his amnesia.
He should have told William Bryan if he knew the truth.
But Nolan Sutton contacted him privately and told him to hold back.
"Did you call?" Fred came towards Charlee Ford.
"It's me."
"What is your name?"
"Cindy, a native of Y."
Fred's eyes couldn't help but look at Charlee Ford again.
Charlee Ford smiled: "What are you looking at? I'm just visiting China for a trip."