The person in charge of the forensics department looked at Zhang Chi with a pleading expression, and Zhang Chi's eyes widened: "Ms. Huang, we just agreed, how can you go back on your word?"

Huang Chunli said: "Did I promise you?"

Zhang Daxian perfectly played Xie Zhongjun's angry look.

Huang Chunli secretly praised in her heart that this kid is really an actor. If he didn't have special psychic powers, it would be really hard to see through him. She said with a straight face: "Did you not hear clearly? I am going to take away my sister's body now."

Zhang Chi said with a playful smile: "Ms. Huang, I know you must be very sad after losing your sister, but I still hope you can calm down first. I can understand your refusal to do an autopsy, but it is a bit impulsive for you to take the body away."

"What do you call impulsive? My sister has passed away. Am I going to let you people insult her body?"

A group of people all looked embarrassed.

Zhang Chi still said with a smile: "How can this be called an insult? We want to conduct an autopsy to find out the truth. Now it has been confirmed that Huang Chunxiao did not die of natural causes, but was a homicide. Don't you want to find out who the real murderer is?

"

"The investigation of the real murderer should be left to the police. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

Zhang Chi said patiently: "This matter may be beyond the scope of the police's capabilities."

Huang Chunli looked at Zhang Chi with an expression full of contempt: "Do you have the ability to find out?"

Zhang Chi nodded and said: "Maybe only we have this ability."

Huang Chunli said: "Since you are so capable, why do you have to dissect my sister?"

Zhang Chi said: "You mean as long as no autopsy is performed, you can accept other things?"

Huang Chunli said: "Then we have to divide things up."

The person in charge of the forensic department came to Zhang Chi and whispered: "How about we ask Dr. Qin for help." This guy didn't know that this was actually a situation that Zhang Chi and Huang Chunli had discussed in advance.

Zhang Chi sighed and said, "Let's do this. You write the report and I'll sign it."

After the forensics department contacted Qin Zixu, Qin Zixu did not refuse, and Zhang Chi arranged everything so that it seemed natural.

While Huang Chunli was signing the document, he went to see An Chongguang. An Chongguang did not face any difficulties. Since they returned to the capital, Mr. Yue suddenly remained silent, as if he had disappeared from the world.

Chu Canghai was also under comprehensive surveillance by the Bureau of Secrets. That afternoon, an uninvited visitor came to his home.

Chu Canghai's first reaction when he saw Huang Chunli was that she was seeking revenge on him, but he still showed considerable grace, invited Huang Chunli to sit down, served tea to Huang Chunli himself, and reminded: "I thought no one would be here.

Come and see me sometime."

Huang Chunli said: "Mr. Chu, you think I came to see you?"

Chu Canghai said: "You should have heard about your sister, right?"

Huang Chunli said: "I know, so I want to ask you face to face if you killed my sister."

Chu Canghai was about to answer when a voice sounded in his mind: "I know it's not you."

Chu Canghai glanced at Huang Chunli in surprise. He didn't expect that she could communicate with him in this way. Chu Canghai was so wise. He immediately understood. He shook his head and said, "It's not me. The final result of the investigation will make me innocent."

Huang Chunli said: "How do you explain that my sister's body appears in your home?"

The message she really wanted to convey sounded in Chu Canghai's mind: "You should know that she is Chu Wenxi who had her brain transplanted. Lin Chaolong's brain transplant surgery was not flawless and produced a strong rejection reaction. She must find a transplant that can

A body that matches her abilities, so she chose Qin Junqing."

The shock in Chu Canghai's heart was indescribable, and at the same time there was an ominous sign. Could something have happened to Qin Junqing?

"I can't explain it. Someone wants to put the blame on me." The person who put the blame on him was Chu Wenxi.

Huang Chunli said: "Who do you have a grudge against?"

Chu Canghai was confused and shook his head slowly, Huang Chunli's voice continued to echo in his mind.

"Chu Wenxi may have succeeded in seizing the body, but she is at her weakest now. For us, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don't seize the opportunity to turn the situation around now, once she recovers, I'm afraid there will never be another one in the world.

People can control her. Now I want you to tell me all the information about Qin Zixu, including everything that happened to him and what you have done together, maybe I can wake him up."

As the New Year approaches, the New World Brain Research Center also has a holiday. Qin Zixu sits alone in the empty central conference room with a confused expression. This holiday is not just because of the New Year. Their financial backer Chu Canghai meets

When trouble arose, the research center was ordered to temporarily suspend all research activities pending investigation.

Qin Zixu felt that his memory was suddenly locked, and there were some things that he could not remember no matter how hard he tried.

The man in charge of cleaning was still doing the cleaning work conscientiously. Qin Zixu tried hard to think of his name, but he couldn't remember it. Even the appearance of the cleaning man seemed a bit strange.

"I don't think I've seen you before?"

The old man who was bending to mop the floor straightened up and smiled at him: "Dr. Qin, are you talking to me?" When he stood up, Qin Zixu happened to see his work ID with his name written on it - Han Honggen. He

He tried hard to connect the name with the appearance in his memory, but after thinking for a long time, he still found nothing. Qin Zixu frowned in pain, and pinched the Sichuan-shaped eyebrow with the index finger and thumb of his right hand.

It's really a great irony that a brain expert actually has memory problems. He's not yet fifty years old... It's my birthday... Qin Zixu immediately fell into another trouble. The more he thought about it, the more troubles he had.

.

Alzheimer's disease? Impossible, Qin Zixu shook his head vigorously.

"Dr. Qin, are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Zixu forced out a stiff smile: "Are you on duty?"

"yes."

"How long have you been working here?"

"Speaking of which, I have been here longer than you. I was here when Academician Han Dachuan was in charge of the work at the center. I am a relative of his hometown."

"Han Dachuan?"

The cleaning man nodded: "Yes, that's him."

Fortunately, Qin Zixu remembered Han Dachuan: "He died many years ago."

"It didn't take long, but he was a very good person."

Qin Zixu laughed dumbly. This sentence seemed to be a bit of a favoritism: "You should be very familiar with him, right?"

"I'm very familiar with him. I've even participated in the research project he led."

Qin Zixu looked at the old man in disbelief. It was impossible for an old cleaning man to sweep the floor to participate in Han Dachuan's project. Isn't it funny? But he immediately understood that the cleaning work should also be regarded as part of the project.

Maybe this old man also thinks that he is participating in his own project now.

"The old man has a spirit of being a hero."

The cleaning uncle said: "Dr. Qin, you seem to have changed."

"What has changed?"

"It's completely different from the past. It's not just your appearance, it's the tone of your voice. It's very strange. Aren't you possessed by an evil spirit?"

Qin Zixu said: "How can there be any evil?"

"Anyway, I feel that you have become very strange since you came back five days ago. You are often in a daze, your temper is bad, and your memory has become worse."

Qin Zixu knew that what he said was true, but he denied it and said, "If there is anything else, you can go and do it."

The cleaning man nodded, turned around and continued mopping the floor. Qin Zixu fell into confusion again. He always felt that he had something important to do, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he thought about it.

The cleaning man was carrying the mop and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he stopped and said, "By the way, Dr. Qin, you asked me to throw away Dr. Han Dachuan's relics, so I just threw them away?"

Qin Zixu was startled when he heard the words. When had he said that? He swallowed the words before he reached his lips. Could it be that he had forgotten it? He thought in his mind: "That's it. Take me to see it again."

"It's a mess in the basement. Why don't you go there and I'll bring it up?"

Qin Zixu said: "Don't bother, I'll go take a look."

I followed the cleaning man to the basement and opened the door to one of the rooms. There wasn't much inside. The cleaning man pointed at three cardboard boxes.

Qin Zixu walked over and opened one of the cardboard boxes, and saw a group photo at first sight. This group photo was old and had turned yellow. He quickly found a few familiar faces in the photo. When he looked at it,

When he reached one of them, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He slowly turned his head and looked at the cleaning man: "You..."

The cleaning man said: "Do you think I look like one of them?"

Qin Zixu said: "Are you...Zhang Qingfeng?"

The cleaning man smiled and said, "I thought you were stupid, but it seems you still remember some things."

Qin Zixu suddenly rushed towards the door. Zhang Qingfeng did not stop him. He watched him rush out of the door. Qin Zixu strode up the steps and pushed open the safety door. When he heard the sound of the safety door closing behind him, he felt a little relieved. The light in front of his eyes was dazzling.
Chapter completed!