Chapter 382 A woman’s sixth sense is metaphysics

The person who was hit was an old man.

It can be seen from his pale hair and the wrinkles on the exposed skin on his face and tattered clothes.

This is a very old man, and his life is very difficult.

The old man who fell to the ground had a long stick in his hand. It didn't look like it was picked up casually on the roadside and used as a booster.

It’s a style that kids can “duel” over.

It held tightly in my hand and did not fall off under Toma's touch.

"Old man. Old man."

Thomas touched the old man's pulse and felt relieved when he felt it was still beating slightly.

As long as no one is killed, everything is fine.

But Thomas did not dare to move the old man easily for fear of causing secondary harm to him.

Just when he was in trouble, Kamisato Ayaka came down from the float.

While approaching Thomas, he asked: "What's wrong, Thomas? Did something happen?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Linghua saw the old man lying on the ground, and her originally relaxed expression changed instantly.

"Did we hit someone? Didn't the soldiers who opened the road clear the road in advance?"

"How is this old man?"

Although he was talking, Ayaka, who was dressed in gorgeous robes, immediately squatted down, stretched out his hand and listened to the carotid artery for a while.

"Fortunately, the old man is still alive. Thomas, please quickly find a way to treat him."

"How about I leave some people for you?"

It has only been a short time since Ayaka discovered the old man, and Thomas didn't have time to interrupt his eldest lady's series of questions and requests.

Seeing that the eldest lady had finally stopped talking, he explained with a look of embarrassment: "Miss Ayaka, I wanted to treat him right away, but the old man was knocked down by a float, and seven people were knocked away.

He's eight meters away and I don't dare to move him at all now."

"What should we do?" Linghua was also at a loss.

She glanced at the old man lying on the ground like a dead body, with worry and anxiety in her eyes.

The parade parade cannot stay here for a long time, and as the number one person presiding over the festival, it is even less possible for her to stay here.

Although he had such a long convoy and soldiers who had cleared the road in advance, it was logically impossible for him to knock anyone down.

But I am indeed responsible for this accident.

A good tutor prevented her from having any irresponsible thoughts.

"Ah, it hurts so much. It hurts."

At this moment, the old man who had fallen on the ground woke up shakily.

Amid Linghua's surprise and Toma's puzzled eyes, the old man trembled and slowly stood up.

Toma immediately stepped forward, calmly separated the old man from Linghua, and asked with concern.

"Old man, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

The old man who heard the words had a confused and painful expression on his face. He put the hand holding the long stick against his chest and replied in a weak tone: "My, my chest hurts. Why does it hurt?"

As if he couldn't remember why he was knocked down, the old man asked questions while answering.

Ayaka from behind immediately answered: "I'm sorry, old man, it was our convoy that knocked you down. Can you get in the car with us? I need to take you to check your injuries."

"Convoy? Knocked down? No wonder. Hiss. It really hurts."

The old man was confused at first, and then he didn't know if he really understood. He nodded, turned around and left step by step.

Seeing that the other party actually wanted to leave like this, Linghua would naturally not accept it.

She picked up the clothes under her body and chased after him, blocking him in front of the old man.

But before she could speak, the old man looked at the other party blankly and asked in a weak tone: "Who is it? Why do you want to stop me?"

Um?!

This kind of attitude that does not require oneself to be responsible at all makes Linghua unable to handle it.

Fortunately, Thomas, who was following closely, came to the rescue and said: "Old man, we hit you and you are injured now. We need to take you to see your injuries."

"Don't worry, we are not bad people. My young lady is the sister of Mr. Shengxing. She is the host of this spring festival. We will be responsible."

I originally thought that the other party felt that the number of people on his side was more powerful, and the old man was afraid and did not want to trouble his side.

Thomas even told his family background, hoping to appease the other party's heart.

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't understand the meaning of social practice or something else, but his blank face showed no sign of wanting Thomas' help.

"I don't need help, I'm fine cough cough cough."

A violent cough interrupted the old man's bravery, but even so, he still didn't want to be helped.

They even started to talk nonsense: "I seem to remember that I suffered such an injury a long time ago. At that time? Why can't I remember what happened at that time?"

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

The old man who was talking peacefully started crying like a child at this moment.

The sudden change in mood made Ayaka frown slightly, and she wanted to ask something, but she still didn't speak.

And Thomas, who was standing next to the old man, had a subtle change in his eyes.

He seemed to have noticed something.

He looked at the old man sitting on the ground crying like a child, and asked in a soothing tone: "Old man, if you don't want our help, do you still remember your name?"

"Huh? I don't remember."

"Then do you still remember where your family lives? Where do you want to go when you go out today?"

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.”Yes. Why have I forgotten who I am? Why have I even forgotten who I am?”

Just two questions made the old man cry bitterly.

His hands covered with soil covered his face, mixed with tears, making the old man's image look even more miserable.

Ayaka, who had witnessed the whole process, was a little confused.

To be honest, if it hadn't been for this special situation, it would have been impossible for her to take the initiative to approach such ordinary people.

Because the other person's body was really too dirty, she felt uneasy.

But now she couldn't bear to see the other party crying like this, and her motorcade had hit the other party, so Ayaka decided to help the other party.

But just when she made up her mind, Thomas turned around and said: "Miss, this old man may be old and has some memory problems. You still need to host the event, so just leave first. I'll just let someone stay here to deal with it."

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With that said, Toma held his hand and began to guide Ayaka towards the direction of the float.

The obedient Ayaka glanced at Toma, turned around and walked towards the float.

The activities of the Spring Festival are indeed important and cannot go wrong. The time when I got off the car has already wasted a lot of time.

So Ayaka didn't refute.

But before leaving, she still ordered in a firm tone: "Toma, we hit someone first, please don't neglect him! Have someone take him to check his injuries. If he really doesn't remember anything, even if he is

It’s okay for us to support him. Do you understand?”

"Yes, I understand. Miss is indeed kind-hearted." Thomas flattered, "Don't worry, Miss, I will definitely take care of this matter."

Beneath the relaxed tone was Thomas's heart.

He already knew the identity of the other party - the victim of the Eye Hunting Order.

Therefore, he calmly pulled Kamisato Ayaka away and persuaded him to leave.

He had always remembered that the head of the family, Kamisato Ayato, had given a clear order a long time ago not to allow the young lady to have too much contact with the darkness of the world.

So the first thing to do now is to persuade the young lady to leave.

Unexpectedly, just when he thought everything was going well.

The old man in the back who was crying sadly before suddenly burst out laughing again.

"Hahahahaha I remembered it!!! I remembered it!!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu What did I lose?"

"It obviously feels so important, but why can't I remember it?"

The old man, who was crying and laughing at the same time, was jumping up and down with a wooden stick, and then he was slowly stumbling away.

He looks like a crazy man.

Thomas, who turned around to look, thought that since this was the case, he would just pass by like this.
To be continued...