Chapter 96:


    <b>Are You Serious?</b>


    "Hmm, it should be here."


    Holding a basket of fruit, Aiden stood in front of the apartment door,paring it with the memories he inherited.


    In the memories of the previous Aiden, there was the address of the apartment where his colleague, Reba, lived.


    There wasn''t any particr reason, but it seemed that the previous Aiden''s team would often celebrate their sessful captures of criminals at a nearby tavern.


    Several times, Reba would invite her colleagues to her rented apartment for tea and sobering up, and they would often chat untilte at night before dispersing.


    At least, based on the fragments of memories inherited by Aiden, he could sense that the former upant of this body had a deep bond with his colleagues, including Reba. After all, they had repeatedly faced life and death situations together, entrusting their backs to each other in times of danger.


    However, the current Aiden, although retaining memories of his interactions with his former colleagues, did not inherit those feelings.


    Shortly after inheriting this body, he was transferred to work in a prison and only had a few encounters with Reba. This girl didn''t leave much of an impression on him.


    Nevertheless, since he had promised Director Harold, he still felt it necessary to fulfill hismitment.


    He raised his hand and lightly knocked on the door.


    After a while, no one came to open it, so Aiden knocked a bit harder, ....another Silence followed.


    Just as Aiden began to suspect if the person was not at home, the door lock suddenly made a sound.


    Then, the door cracked open slightly, revealing half of Reba''s face on the other side, cautiously sizing up the visitor.


    This unusual reaction didn''t startle Aiden, as he had already been informed about Reba''s amnesia beforehand.


    He greeted her directly, "Good morning, Reba. I''ve already heard about your condition from Director Harold. Do you remember me? I am..."


    "Aiden Garrett?" Reba''s eyes widened slightly.


    "You remember me, that''s great." Aiden smiled sincerely.


    He was genuinely happy that Reba could recognize him. After all, if she had no recollection of him, it would be quite troublesome to exin their rtionship and gain her trust as an amnesiac. Moreover, Aiden was not the original owner of this body but had only inherited the memories.


    However, he could still sense the slight awkwardness when Reba called him by his full name.


    "Pleasee in and have a seat. I just brewed some coffee." Reba weed him into the house.


    It seemed that Reba have lowered her guard and opened the door. She looked apologetic as she said to Aiden, "I''m sorry, right now I only vaguely remember your face and name..." She looked at Aiden with unease and asked tentatively, "We used to work in the same department, right?"


    "We were part of the same task force. I was the team leader,ter i transferred. And You helped organize the farewell banquet for me." Aiden exined to her. "It seems like you have no recollection at all."


    "I''m really sorry." Reba lowered her eyes with a face full of apology. Her eyes showed signs of fatigue, indicating that she had experienced numerous visits where she couldn''t recall memories of the person in front of her.


    "I''m not ming you." Aiden quickly waved his hand. "Don''t force yourself."


    He was not ufortable with Reba''s attitude... After all, as someone who had only inherited this body, he wasn''t familiar with her to begin with.


    "Pleasee in and have a seat. I just brewed some coffee." Reba invited him into the apartment.


    The cramped apartment didn''t have a separate living room for receiving guests. Aiden ced the fruit on the table and sat directly at the dining table while Reba poured him a cup of coffee by the stove.


    "Would you like anything added?" Reba asked.


    "Some fresh milk and two sugar cubes, please," Aiden replied.


    The amnesiac Reba was clearly not ustomed to the arrangement of her own kitchen and seemed a bit flustered.


    It took her quite a while to find the jar of sugar cubes in the cab, and this dy seemed to make her nervous. As she scooped the sugar cubes with a spoon, her hand trembled and two sugar cubes fell to the floor.


    She hurriedly ced the spoon on the edge of the coffee cup, intending to deal with the fallen sugar cubes. Inadvertently, her fingers touched the overly filled coffee cup and she let out a startled cry from the burn.


    "Don''t worry so much, I''ll do it myself."


    Watching as Reba rinsed her right hand, scalded by hot water, Aidan felt a twinge of guilt and stood up.


    "It''s fine, really! Just stay seated!" Reba waved her hands repeatedly.


    She picked up the coffee with sugar for Aiden again, this time with slightly smoother movements. Holding the coffee cup, she casually stirred it with a spoon, then turned around, forcing herself to appear calm as she held the cup across the dining table, offering it to Aiden. "Please, go ahead."


    "I forgot about the saucer..." Aiden thought to himself.


    But he didn''t want to ruin the atmosphere by pointing it out, so he reached out with both hands, carefully touching the rim of the cup with one hand and grasping the handle held by Reba with the other, identally brushing against her scalded finger.


    Aiden didn''t think much of it at first, but Reba''s expression visibly tensed for a moment, making Aidan also take notice.


    Reba was clearly still adjusting to the presence of a man who seemed somewhat familiar but whose rtionship she couldn''t remember.


    "It''s seems quite inconvenient losing a memory," Aiden brought up the topic proactively, showing understanding.


    "Yeah, it takes some time to remember where I put things that I don''t use often. It''s not a big deal, but it can be quite troublesome," Reba sighed wryly.


    "Going back to work like this would probably be difficult, right?"


    "Yeah, my memories of work... basically only the things that happened when I caught Prisci." Reba sighed. "Now I''m not even proficient with a gun anymore. If I were to go back as a judge, I''m afraid I wouldn''t have the ability to apany them."


    "Mm, I understand."


    Those were Aiden''s sincere words. There was probably no one in this world who understood Reba''s feeling better than him.


    "I originally wanted to apply for a transfer to another department, but the director has been trying to persuade me to stay, saying that I can continue to take paid leave until I recover." Reba''s expression showed some helplessness. "And he even angrily told me that I''m stupid for wanting to go to that kind of department..."


    "What department did you apply to?" Aiden asked as he casually brought the coffee to his lips.


    After he left, the Inquisition Bureau had be even more short of personnel, so Director Harold probably wouldn''t easily let anyone go.


    "The Rose Prison."


    Aiden choked As soon as he took a sip of the coffee.


    "What''s wrong?" Reba was startled.


    "You..." Aiden coughed for a while before recovering. "Are you serious?"