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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 260 - Recite The Numbers

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Chapter 260: Recite The Numbers

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Claire curled the corners of her lips and said, “I have a good memory. Is there a problem?”

“No matter how good your memory is, can it be so good?” The young police officer smiled contemptuously.

Claire didn’t speak but slowly closed her eyes. As her fingers were tapping the desktop gently, she quickly searched the pictures in her mind.

The few people next to her were stunned, wondering what she was doing.

After a while, she opened her eyes, stared blankly, and said unhurriedly, “The man on his left is a male, about 30 years old, with a crew cut and a height of about 1.70m. There is a mole on the bottom of his left ear. He was wearing a gray striped s.h.i.+rt, washed-out jeans, and black pint-tipped leather shoes, and had a snake tattoo on the back of his hand.

To his right, it was a woman, about 30 years old, with long wavy blonde hair and a height of about 163m. She was wearing a white dress with a small stain on the hem. ”

The young police officer was dumbfounded.

What… was going on here?

Claire glanced sideways at him. “Did you hear clearly? You can follow the clues I provided to find these two people.”

The man yelled. “Are you in a place to order the police officer? Who knows if you made it all up? I don’t have any impression of these two people!”

The young police officer couldn’t help but sneer. “Little girl, your memory is so good that you even remember a mole? Did you watch too many TV shows? And do you think the police force is so easy to mobilize? We don’t even know if the two people exist or not, why should we search for them?”

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“Let’s play a little game.” Claire pulled out a piece of white paper from the table and handed it to the young police officer. “You or others, write a random number on the paper. I only need to read it once before I recite it.”

The young police officer was skeptical. “Does it matter how long the number is?”

“No.”

When other people heard their words, they all ran over.

The young police officer wrote a series of numbers, so did the man, and everyone else lined up to write numbers on the paper one by one.

The numbers almost filled a large piece of paper.

The young police officer handed the paper to Claire with disdain in his eyes. He didn’t quite believe it, thinking that Claire was just bragging.

Dora clenched her fists and looked at Claire. “Come on!”

Claire’s indifferent gaze swept across the paper, and then she returned the paper to the young police officer.

Everyone was stunned.

“Is… is this alright?”

The young police officer took it blankly, and his eyes widened.

“538864462862…” Claire had already begun to recite the first number.

The young police officer hurriedly picked up the paper and swiped his fingers along the numbers. Everyone gathered around and compared the numbers one by one.

“5689236054258628941395…”

Claire recited extremely fast, and it seemed that she didn’t even need to think.

After three minutes, she recited all the numbers.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at her with incredible looks.

She didn’t make even a single error!

There was a burst of loud applause.

Overwhelmed with admiration, the young police officer asked. “How did you do this?”

Claire shrugged and said casually, “I told you I have a good memory.”

She picked up the paper and pencil on the table, quickly drew two sketches of people, and handed them to the young police officer. “Now, can you go search for them? We have to go home.”

The young police officer hurriedly took the sketches and ordered Tom to take some policemen to search for the two people.

The man sat on the chair, peeping at the girl, and didn’t dare to nag again.

Dora threw herself onto Claire, hugging her and laughing foolishly.

At this moment, the young police officer on the opposite side suddenly got up, stood upright, made a salute, and called respectfully. “h.e.l.lo, Sir!”

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