Zhou Yu came to the first conclusion: Zhang Mumu's words were not completely credible.
She didn't necessarily mean to lie (and I'm afraid she couldn't). But she was in an unstable state at the time and could not remember everything accurately. Coupled with her strong affection for the female rider, the image in her memory will inevitably be distorted and strengthened over time.
First, the long strip-shaped weapon carried by the female rider at night - it had no exposed edge, it could be a sword or a stick - because it was black, it was possible that it was always carried behind her back, and Zhang Mumu only noticed it after she held it in her hand, creating a There was a magic effect.
In the same way, Zhang Mumu himself does not know much about fighting, so his memory of this part cannot be trusted. The fight with five adult men may have been processed into a victory of more than ten seconds by her excitement.
...Even if you explain the bizarre elements in this way, you must admit that this "Valkyrie" is really skilled.
Therefore, to sum up, it is unlikely that she is Zhou Yu.
The human visual field is only 120 degrees, and when one is highly focused on an object, one can only see about 25 degrees. Surrounded by armed enemies with bare hands, a mortal without superpowers will fall down no matter how powerful he is. Therefore, if you want to defeat an opponent several times your own, the first thing you need to do is not be surrounded.
In other words, be agile.
Alternatively, you can have a strong enough "shield" - a body armor-like protection, or a golden bell-type external force to ensure that even if you are surrounded, you will not be knocked unconscious for the time being.
However, Zhou Yu doesn't have the agility or the ability to train her muscles.
All her physical data are the average of women of the same age. Because she is engaged in art work, some parameters may be worse. Just from her physical condition, she could tell that the female rider was not Zhou Yu.
"...Then, why do you think I was the one who saved you that day? Although she took you to the subway station after defeating the gangster, she didn't show her full face in the process, right?"
Zhou Yu poured himself another cup of coffee and continued to ask.
In terms of face, although the female rider approached once, she was wearing goggles and a helmet, and at most only half of her face could be seen. Even the hairstyle may not really be short.
As for voices, people's voices in different situations will have huge differences. If they are not very distinctive or familiar to each other, it is impossible to identify them with just one or two sentences. Not to mention that the female rider only spoke five sentences from beginning to end.
The first three sentences are all short questions. The other two sentences, one is asking about Zhang Mumu's whereabouts after defeating the gangster, and the other is a warning after delivering her to the subway station.
["Don't come to this area again."]
No more than a hundred words were spoken from beginning to end. It is almost impossible to use hearing and deep memory to anchor a stranger.
However, Zhang Mumu identified Zhou Yu as a female rider just because she happened to pass Zhou Yu in the cafeteria two weeks ago.
In response to Zhou Yu's question, Zhang Mumu nodded affirmatively: "Because the voice and face are very similar...it's the temperament, the temperament!"
...Forgetting her voice and appearance, how can Zhou Yu have the same temperament as a female battery car driver who kicks five gangsters?
However, from another perspective, the student Zhang Mumu who made this speech has already demonstrated two wonderful trips so far.
First, I got lost in a commercial street with large and conspicuous signs. Then I ended up on an uninhabited trail, where I was entangled by gangsters and almost encountered an accident;
Later, he followed a college alumnus whom he didn't know at all to an uninhabited suburb. As a result, he was almost killed and his throat was cut, and his body was dumped in the wilderness.
It can cause bloody disasters twice in less than three months. This kind of person's brain circuitry and judgment are simply not worth trusting.
When Zhou Yu was criticizing with detailed analysis, Zhang Mumu suddenly pointed to the open door: "And you all have that thing."
"……Backpack?"
Looking in the direction she pointed, there was a backpack hanging on a wall hook.
Zhang Mumu shook his head: "It's not a backpack, it's a red leaf."
"That pendant?"
On the zipper of the side pocket of the canvas bag, there is a maple leaf-shaped red hanging ornament, the size of a fingernail.
When Zhou Yu showed up, the clay ornament was already hanging on his backpack. Because it was knotted on the zipper ring, it must have been added later.
The outline of the maple leaf is deformed, with three scrawled indentations on each front and back, referring to the texture of the leaf veins. The structure is simple and the workmanship is rough, it really doesn't look like a commodity.
The material of the pendant itself is also very poor. The hanging ropes and metal rings used for hanging were still new, but the red clay that made up the maple leaves showed a large, dirty red-black color, as if it had been burned by smoke and fire.
With all its flaws, it is really not an exquisite ornament. Fortunately, it is small and inconspicuous, so it doesn't matter even if it is hung generously.
Zhou Yu untied the pendant from the zipper of his schoolbag and handed it to Zhang Mumu for confirmation: "Are you sure it's this one?"
Zhang Mumu nodded. According to her, the female rider’s battery car had a removable back box. On the way to the subway station, the female rider once said that she had something urgent to do. She parked on the side of the road and took out a thick white bag from the back box. The plastic bag left briefly.
In the dim light at night, the red maple leaf hanging wrapped in the trunk left a deep impression on her.
——By the way, the long weapon of the female rider has not disappeared since she took it out. It has been hanging on the side of the car. There seems to be something specially made for hooks.
"Similar in size and voice, and very similar decorations..."
While Zhou Yu was murmuring, Zhang Mumu took the pendant in his hand and kept spinning the small red maple leaf.
At this time, she suddenly said doubtfully: "It seems a little different."
"It's different? Where exactly?"
"It's cool...the color is not that dark." She said while rubbing the surface of the hanging with her fingers, as if she wanted to wipe away the stains.
But the dark spots on it didn't seem to be simply stained with dirt, but seemed to be the result of being burned. She wiped them for a long time and there was no change.
"So the ornaments I saw that day were pure red?"
"Well... I only saw it once, maybe I saw it wrong." She said with a shy smile, "Everyone said I was very careless."
This evaluation is very fair.
However, carelessness often mistakes different details for the same. Treating the same thing as two, this kind of "recognition" requires a lot of details, but it is unlikely to be caused by carelessness and forgetfulness.
If it is the same hanging, then something happened between October 12th and 13th that it was stained.
Zhou Yu thought for a moment, drank his second cup of coffee, and made a decision.
"Actually, I don't remember what happened that day, so I'm not sure what you're talking about. But I have a way to maybe remember it... Can we meet again next week? Let's meet at school."
Zhang Mumu's eyes are round and big because of their curved eyelids, which are typical litchi eyes. Coupled with her height and a slightly dull expression, she always reminds people of small animals such as deer and rabbits.
After hearing what she said, she first puffed up her face blankly, as if she was thinking hard, and then she showed a happy smile and said, "Okay. I can talk to Classmate Zhou again."
Zhou Yu didn't understand what to be happy about. But in order to communicate smoothly, he also smiled and said: "It's always okay. But I have memory problems. Sometimes I forget things, and I may suddenly not remember who you are. I don't mean to offend you. I hope Do not get angry."
Zhang Mumu nodded and said with understanding: "It doesn't matter, I will do the same."
...No, it’s not the same situation at all. It's a miracle that someone can survive to this degree of sluggishness.
"Let's have dinner with classmate Zhou next week!"
Before leaving, Zhang Mumu said this cheerfully while tripping on the doormat.
