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  In April 2007, the Meilijian shipbuilding tycoon Tan Bus's family was stolen at home. The "Yellow Jade Pumpkin" worth a city in the safe was gone, leaving behind an authentic pumpkin.

  A note attached to the pumpkin reads: Businessmen should be honest. I replaced your fake pumpkin with a real one.

  In April 2000, a fire broke out in the British Museum, and the "Nine Dragon Cauldron" was stolen. The ancient cauldron on display was replaced with an iron pot with holes.

  There is a note stuck on the iron pot: The pot at home was broken, borrow it for 10,000 years.

  In April 2009, a wealthy Arab oil tycoon named Ofanti had his home burglarized. A painting called "A Prosperous Tang Dynasty Lady" was stolen and replaced with a pin-up calendar of a scantily-clad woman.

  Note: You should like this one better.

  In April 2000, Princess Nathaya of the Monarchy's boudoir was burgled and a gold silk jade-pendant skirt went missing, with only a black lace G-string left behind.

  Note: I think this one suits you better.

  These several sensational ball thefts on April Fool's Day have one thing in common: the stolen items are all Huaxia antiques, and at each crime scene a note signed "Silver Fox" was left behind. What's worth mentioning is that these notes do have some characteristics - they were written on toilet paper, wrapping paper, and most ridiculously, ultra-thin sanitary napkins.

  Judging from the modus operandi, it is suspected that Yin Hu has committed countless thefts, but no one knows who Yin Hu is, nor whether he is male or female, human or demon, or even a gang of thieves.

  A pumpkin with a worm's eye, a broken iron pot, a pair of sexy underwear, a pin-up girl calendar, and several notes. Apart from these few April Fool's "gifts" full of bad taste, Silver Fox didn't leave any clues at the scene of the crime, and his trail spread across more than thirty countries and regions.

  According to boring statistics, the total amount of bounty rewards issued by dozens of countries is enough to build a Hope Primary School.

  On April 20th, the elusive Silver Fox landed in Japan!

  Is this another April Fool's joke?

  According to rumors, at that time, Silver Fox was stealing something very special in the home of a wealthy man in Japan and having an affair with the wealthy man's beautiful wife. As a result, dozens of bodyguards simply caught Silver Fox red-handed while attempting to commit theft.

  Of course, similar rumors are just media speculation. The Japanese police had already blocked the news at the first time and only announced that the British-Chinese thief Silver Fox was caught!

  Subsequently, extradition documents from more than 30 countries and regions were sent to Japan, and Silver Fox suddenly became a hot figure, causing an international controversy. After several months of verbal sparring, there was still no result.

  On September 20, 2000, a private plane flying from Japan to England exploded over the East China Sea and crashed into the ocean. Neither China nor Japan released any information about the incident.

  The salvage work had just begun when two days later a tsunami hit the area where the plane crashed...

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  The end of September, that's Libra... The weather is neither cold nor hot, and the old man in the sky seems to be in a bad mood, with a gloomy face from early morning.

  Pang Hai City Cangguang County Fishing Area Hospital.

  "Dr. Zhang, Dr. Zhang, the young man who has been unconscious for three days is gone..." The nurse's shout pierced the sky.

  A young man wearing a hospital gown walks on the streets of Canggu County, his "Mediterranean" shoulder-length hair flying in the wind, very free and easy, with only half of his eyebrows twisted, what a unique and independent young man!

  Who am I?

  What's my name? What was I before or wasn't I human?

  Amnesia, what a strange yet familiar word! The young man licked his dry, cracked lips and revealed a bitter smile...

  Still vividly remember that last year, a certain country had a naked male parade, and the "stewardess" of a certain country released a new movie, but can't recall any details about their own past. Is this intermittent amnesia really tasteful?

  It's okay, it's just amnesia, as long as my brain hasn't been pickled in sulfuric acid, maybe a knock on the head will restore my memory. The young man habitually touched his nose and revealed a sly smile...

  Although I've been dizzy for the past two days, I vaguely heard the doctor and nurse's conversation. Apparently, my brain was impacted and I have a slight concussion. None of that matters, what's important is that I seem to have no relatives or friends, and it was the police who sent me to the hospital. Now I already owe nearly 5,000 yuan in hospital fees!

  The moment I woke up, I subconsciously chose to escape, and then found that I had lost my memory. However, there was not a single trace of surprise or confusion, which is the demeanor of someone who has experienced great storms!

  When passing by a BMW, what flashes through my mind is that this broken car can be stolen in two minutes. When passing by a beauty, I always subconsciously want to reach out and touch someone's buttocks...

  All of this shows that I am a bad person, one with depth and connotation and taste... still a bad person! Just when young people are indulging in wild fancies...

  "Mom, look at his eyebrow!" a passing little girl exclaimed, pointing at the young man.

  "Hurry up and don't talk nonsense." The woman was frightened and hastily pulled her daughter away quickly.

  A Plum Blossom? A Hero's Plum Blossom? The young man immediately straightened his back, trying to put on a heroic expression.

  Even if I lose my memory, even if I lose my inner substance, I can still rely on my appearance to be a stunning existence that fascinates countless women, from 99 years old to just learning to walk, everyone who meets me is amazed by my heavenly looks... The young people proudly toss their flowing bald heads...

  Suddenly, the young man's triumphant expression froze. He glanced at the glass door of a barber shop on the side of the road and saw a "coquettish" idiot reflected in it, who looked very familiar. The young man's brow muscles, which had lost their eyebrows, twitched twice, and the idiot in the mirror immediately imitated him.

  In the blink of an eye, I caught a glimpse of myself being a bit foolish!

  The young man's face was distorted, and he irritably tore off the gauze bandage on his bald head. Upon closer inspection, the wound on his head wasn't actually that big, just a few stitches would do.

  Damn it, just this little wound, do I have to shave my head into a "Mediterranean" style? The area is so large that it's almost as big as the Bright Summit, and even half of my eyebrows are shaved off, buy one get one free?

  A young man with uncontrollable anger pushed open the door of the barber shop...

  "Boss, haircut."

  "Alright!" responded a middle-aged uncle.

  "I want a very special haircut that requires extremely high skills." The young man revealed deep eyes...

  The middle-aged uncle picked up the scissors and turned them over in his hand, saying in a low voice: "With my 20 years of barber experience, I can cut curly hair into straight hair..." He patted his chest and continued: "What kind of haircut do you want?"

  "Baldy!"

  The middle-aged man took a step back, his mouth twitching twice before he stopped talking. He casually switched to an electric clipper and began cutting the young man's hair with a "zip zip" sound, as strands of hair fell to the ground...

  Since I've shaved my head, it's like starting from scratch. I need to come up with a Dharma name. What should I call myself? "Nameless"? It's quite fitting, but if I take this name, I'll become a real monk! Let's just use the homophone "Wu Ming" for now. The young man nodded secretly to himself. Before he could think of a name, this one would have to do temporarily - or maybe even for his whole life!

  It started with the heroes besieging Guangming Peak, and after a series of battles, the six major sects besieged Guangming Peak. In the end, three sects were eliminated in two rounds, and the six major sects completely disappeared, leaving Guangming Peak radiant...

  Amitabha Buddha!

  The young man who named himself Wu Ming touched his smooth head, looked at the browless donkey in the mirror, and sighed, muttering: "I just can't figure it out, I have a wound on my head, shaving my hair is fine, why shave my eyebrows?"

  A middle-aged uncle kept talking: "The tsunami a few days ago capsized a small cruise ship, and I heard that many tourists were injured. The fishing hospital here is full of people, and I heard that many intern nurses have been transferred from the city's medical school..."

  Tsunami? It seems a bit familiar! Wu Ming furrowed his brow, fell into deep thought, the middle-aged uncle continued to say a bunch of hearsay gossip, Wu Ming didn't hear half of it, he thought for a while, then shook his head dejectedly, still unable to recall anything...

  Wu Ming caught sight of the comical half-eyebrow in the mirror, picked up a razor from the table and casually shaved off the other annoying eyebrow as well.

  The six senses have become calm and clear!

  Wu Ming stood up and said with a smile: "Boss, I..."

  "No money, right?" The middle-aged uncle interrupted with a smile, waving his hand and continuing: "I didn't even have a single cent on me. I knew all along that there was no money, no problem, just consider it serving the people."

  "Then thank you... " Wu Ming's eyes showed gratitude, and he said: "By the way, do you have a brush pen?"

  "I think there should be."

  When Wu Ming came out of the barber shop, he looked a bit more normal, with his eyebrows drawn a little finer, paired with his slightly pale face, giving off a somewhat androgynous look. His thin lips curled up slightly, giving off an air of evil elegance.

  After cutting off his long hair, Wu Ming discovered that he was wearing an earring on his left ear, inlaid with a dazzling... if it wasn't glass, it should be diamond!

  What am I after all? It seems to be getting more and more interesting. Wu Ming rubbed his straight nose...

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  In the small county town, there were only two jewelry stores. However, neither of the owners dared to accept goods with unknown origins. Wu Ming, who wanted to sell diamonds for cash in an emergency, couldn't find a way out and stood bewildered on the street, watching the passing crowds and vehicles...

  A flash of inspiration struck Wu Ming and he slapped his forehead, feeling foolish. The temple was too small to accommodate the Great Buddha, so why not try his luck in the city?

  Soon, he found a bus stop sign and carefully looked at it. He discovered that the 74 route could take him directly from the county town to the city district. Wu Ming nodded secretly to himself, but then thought, how was he supposed to get on the bus without any money? This was something he hadn't considered.

  "One day, I was taking a bath, and they snuck up on me..."

  A loud and clear ringtone of "The Bund of Shanghai" came from the pants pocket of a little girl by the road, and Wu Ming felt a big drop of sweat dripping down his forehead...

  Just then, bus No. 74 slowly pulled into the station...

  "Mom's busy, the bus is here, bye." The little girl said as she hung up the phone and ran onto the public bus, Wu Ming followed closely behind...

  After getting on the bus, the little girl lifted her butt and swiped it against the card machine, making a "beep" sound, then ran to an empty seat. Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then lightly coughed twice, also lifting his butt and swiping it against the card machine...

  "Drip......" Wu Ming's mouth skills were not working well, and what he learned didn't sound quite right!

  Is this okay? The people in the car couldn't help but burst into suppressed laughter...

  The driver glared at Wu Ming fiercely, as if he hadn't swiped his card. Wu Ming looked calm and collected at the driver, as if he had swiped his card...

  The car started and the driver still didn't say anything. Wu Ming found an empty seat with a hint of complacency and sat down.

  The scenery outside the car window flashed by, Wu Ming's thoughts were a thousand miles away...

  I should be Chinese without a doubt, but definitely not born and raised in China. The missing pieces in my mind are only about myself, while other memories are intact. I can now recall the names of many countries' famous landmarks, city names, and so on...

  Huaxia, my memories of this vast country are very vague. The only place that exists in my memory is a city called Zhonghai. Yet every time I think of it, a sense of intimacy arises, as if that's where my home is.

  Searching for forgotten memories, when I find myself in that moment, I don't know how big a surprise I can give to myself. It's really exciting! Wu Ming's mouth slightly curved up...

  Several passengers around him immediately subconsciously clutched their wallets tightly!

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