Chapter 682: The Courteous Number 517
In fact, even Qiao Yin's own hands had suffered various large and minor injuries. If it weren't for the scar-clearing ointment from her grandmother, her hands would certainly be scarred.
But the person in front of her definitely never used her grandmother's scar-clearing ointment. His hand, though it's been well protected, genuinely doesn't have any injuries. He hasn't done any rough work either, otherwise, his knuckles wouldn't be so small, and the shape of his hand wouldn't look so good.
Qiao Yin, looking at his hand, began to guess his identity again, she couldn't help but ask him, "Have you remembered anything? Do you remember your name or your parents?"
Number 517 shook his head: "I can't remember anything, I have no memories of the past."
"Then, have you felt familiar with anything these past few days?"
"I feel very familiar with computers, and I've tried it, I can type smoothly and naturally modify the program without thinking."
"Computer? Modify programs?"