Now they have this portrait, and of course they want to send it to boss Wei, so that he can send someone to catch Xiaomeng.

In addition to the Wei eldest brother, Meng Xinian's people have seen the portrait of Xiaomeng, and the Public Security Bureau in Jiangcheng has also received orders. However, they sent people all over the city to search for Xiaomeng, but they got nothing.

Little dream like evaporation, how can't find.

After Ding Fu went back, he was always thinking about what he had in mind. It was a bit strange why he had to win him over and let him not know.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't think of it. Then he always felt that it was something he could do for Jiang Xiao. If he couldn't think of it, he would be a little sorry for Jiang Xiao.

He wanted to do something for Jiang Xiao to make up for his previous betrayal, so he thought about it every day, and felt a little possessed. Sometimes when he ate, he was stunned with chopsticks.

Ding Haijing saw that this was not right, so he told Jiang Xiao about it.

Jiang Xiao is also a little sad.

"I don't have to ask Uncle Xiaofu to think about it. Maybe he doesn't know it himself? How can we know what Mr. Deng is thinking? "

"But my father can't think of the reason. I guess he really doesn't have to think about eating well and sleeping well." Ding Haijing said helplessly.

Jiang Xiao a show hand, "that how to do? If you can't think of it, you can't think of it. "

"I tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen. I don't think he can control it himself Ding Haijing said.

Meng Xinian thought about it and said, "in fact, I think there is a way to try."

Ding Haijing and Jiang Xiao look at him.

"What can I do?"

"I don't think uncle Fu has any memory that he doesn't need to remember. In other words, he didn't remember it at all, but in fact, what he had seen, heard or met before may be engraved in his latent memory. Maybe, what Mr. Deng wants is something that he can't remember."

Ding Haijing and Jiang Xiao are a little stunned.

"So?" Jiang Xiao asked.

Meng Xinian said: "so we can let uncle Fu try to accept hypnosis."

"Hypnosis?"

"Well, you can ask him something in his latent memory, which may be something he can't remember at ordinary times."

Meng Xinian looked at Ding Haijing, "however, most of them are not willing to accept this kind of hypnosis, which is equivalent to searching in memory. Everyone has their own secrets, and there are things they don't want to let others know. They are afraid that they will say these things and expose them to others, so they generally resist."

Ding Haijing was silent for a moment.

"Lao Ding, I think you'd better persuade uncle Xiaofu again. The past is over. Let him stop thinking all the time." Jiang Xiao also thinks that most people will refuse this kind of thing.

In fact, she wanted to know why Mr. Deng had to look for him. Part of the reason was that she didn't know. Maybe Ding Fu would be in danger.

But since he really didn't know, why did he really want others to accept such hypnosis?

Ding Haijing went back to his apartment. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ding Fu sitting on the rocking chair he had bought for him. He wore an eye mask on his eyes and knocked his fingers on the armrest. He was reciting something. He didn't know what he was reciting, but he didn't seem to hear the sound of him opening the door.

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