Just now, Hong Tao had roughly judged the social status of the bearded man through the chat. He is right to be an expert. He is not sure that he is still a good scientist, but he really has no big power.

This exploration ship is the best evidence. Big Beard said that this is a small exploration ship. Then the problem comes. If a world-famous scientist comes out to do research, he will not be surrounded by a bunch of assistants? Even if this person is very low-key, there must be a few students. The commander who is a bare-headed person must not be able to do well, whether on earth or outer space.

So, I really can't tell the truth to Big Beard, and the identity of the Earthlings must be concealed. Fortunately, Big Beard has been in the joy of discovering ancient languages ​​just now, and answered more questions less, and revealed the details of discovering himself. Now it should be too late to make up lies. It is difficult to tell whether it can be hidden from others. At least it is enough to fool Big Beard.

By the way, the bearded man has a name, and his name is Jean Nuel. It sounds no different from the earthlings. This is also one of the important reasons why Hong Tao feels that he is his ancestor.

Hong Tao didn't know when the spacecraft arrived at the space station. The memory from Nuel's departure to the opening of the cabin door was empty. Why did this happen? Hong Tao thought, it might be due to safety considerations or technical issues. Nuel used technical means to make himself lose consciousness.

"Damn...Damn...Damn...Damn... These grandsons are really capable!" Hong Tao had no brains to think about it anymore. Everything in front of him made him stunned. He had never stopped talking since he entered the biological examination compartment.

The bioquarantine cabin is not as terrible as the name. It is just a small transparent cabin. No one can handle it, so it flew over and stuck it to the spacecraft. Then the porthole suddenly disappeared, and the two cabins were connected into one. Except for the sudden light and a little buzzing, there was nothing. Hong Tao stood there according to Nuel's instructions for a few minutes. When the light dimmed, the cabin separated and the inspection was over.

"Mr. Ait, I have to ask you a few questions, otherwise we will be investigated by the General Office. Those guys are in trouble, and once they are targeted, they will be difficult to move forward." As soon as the biological examination was finished, Nuel immediately appeared in front of Hong Tao, wearing the same tight clothes, with a little uneasy look.

"Please tell me, although I can't remember anything, and even forgot my last name, I still remember that it was your spaceship that saved me. If I hadn't encountered you, I should have turned into dust now. What else can be more important than these?"

Hong Tao bit his tongue hard with his back teeth, allowing the pain to awaken the tear glands that he had not used for tens of thousands of years. His face turned red and he could barely squeeze out a drop of tears. In conjunction with the pain that was already ready, he expressed his gratitude to set the tone of the conversation afterwards.

You can ask, I may not answer, don’t blame me for not answering, because I have lost my memory! This is the only way that Hong Tao thought of. Whether it can work depends on Nuel’s emotional intelligence.

"Oh, it's a pity. Can you tell me about the original scene... Sorry, if you really can't remember it...or are there some people who can remember it?"

Nuel left the main brain of the spacecraft, and his judgment ability seemed to decline again. When Hong Tao was crying, his scalp was almost scratched, and he finally said nothing.

"I only remember that the escape pole suddenly popped up, but was caught by a light... Yes, it was caught, and that beam of light seemed to have life!"

Hong Tao had no intention of relying on the word "amnesia" to fool the big bearded man. Now he doesn't know what technical means he has. If this incurable disease has been overcome by medicine, it will be exposed.

Therefore, some necessary information must be revealed, and this information is basically what the bearded man told himself before. Just reprocess and sort it can be regarded as his own experience, at least on the technical level, not missed the situation.

"What color is that beam of light?" It worked, and the bearded man immediately became nervous when he heard this.

"...There are several colors, and I didn't have time to count, at least no less than four!" As long as I take the first step right, it will be much easier to edit it down.

There are similar beams of light at the entrance of the space station, white, blue, and light red... They seem to be a kind of traction force, unloading goods from huge spacecraft like mountains. Hong Tao thinks that whatever color he says may be known to these people, so it is better to have a hodgepodge.

"I guess it's! You... you are hostage by a free drone. These damn program monsters have been entrenched on the frontier of the Emma Empire!"

Whether it’s bragging or lying, the most perfect situation is that the other party helps you to screen the plot together. He will provide what you don’t know, and you will improve what he doesn’t provide.

The result is that you admit that you are lying and the other party doesn't believe it because there are his contributions in these plots. The bearded man obviously entered this state. Hong Tao's answer seemed to confirm some of his previous guesses, and naturally he followed suit.

"...I really didn't see the free drone you said. Isn't it a mistake, right?" Don't follow the other party immediately. If you can raise some objections, you can make the other party determine the facts.

"No, Nuel is absolutely not wrong. My sister and brother-in-law, two outstanding federal historians, were killed by those cold monsters. Unfortunately, there was no consciousness transfer and cloning technology at that time, and once the spacecraft was destroyed, it was all over. I only found the footage taken by the detector in the wreckage of the spacecraft retrieved by the Federal Navy. The one who caught my sister's spacecraft was a five-color gravitational pulling beam!"

As long as you work hard, you will gain something. Hong Tao tried his best to make up a lie with hunger. Not only did he not doubt it, he also hugged Hong Tao's shoulders with the same hatred, as if his brother-in-law had been resurrected.

"Sad... Your sister and brother-in-law are lucky than me. At least they still have your thoughts, but I can't even remember anyone on the spacecraft. Mr. Nuel, can you ask for something?"

After presenting the facts, you cannot be complacent even if you are recognized. You have to strike while the iron is hot and implement it further, so as not to calm down and think carefully, and you will find unreasonable points.

"Do you want me to help you find your family?" Nuel cooperated very much. He asked the point every time, which was even more reliable than the lies made by Hong Tao.

"No, no, no, as you said just now, New Eden has thousands of galaxies and tens of thousands of planets. I can't even remember my last name, how can I find my family? I just want to borrow some money from you to find ways to restore my memory. As long as the memory can be restored, even if it's only a little bit, I might think of key clues."

Since the other party is so good, Hong Tao simply abandoned the clichés before and saw if he could get more help from the bearded man. If he really handed over himself to the official agency and faced with government staff full of intrigues, this lies would probably be useless.

"...It seems that those drones have evacuated your consciousness... I'm sorry, Aite, I have to tell you a bad news. This is not the first time the Federation has discovered that cases like you have been captured by drones and transferred consciousness. Although none of the previous victims survived, their brains have been damaged by inrecovery. The technology of free drones does not come from the New World of Eden. They have a long history and as far as I know, there is no way to cure your brain damage... I'm really sorry..."

When the bearded man talked about this, he seemed to be more sad than hearing the bad news from his sister, and he was even more guilty. Hong Tao could understand some of his feelings. As a scientist, facing unsolvable problems, even if his major was not right, he would often be ashamed of his identity.

But this answer is a great good news for Hong Tao. As long as the memory cannot be restored, he will not have the basis for being suspected. The only person involved is himself and the bearded man. The incident of amnesia is a foregone conclusion and has sufficient theoretical basis.

"Then I can't go home and remember anything, what should I do in the future?" The opera meat came, and this sentence was what Hong Tao always wanted to say.
Chapter completed!