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"Would you like something to drink?" Peng Long thoughtfully handed Shen Fan a steaming cup, "You look very cold."

Peng Long's voice interrupted Shen Fan's thoughts. When he looked up at the time, he realized that he had been stunned for nearly an hour holding the report sheet.

Shen Fan put the order aside, took the cup and thanked him. It was a cup of hot cocoa with milk. Shen Fan thought to himself, this guy Peng Long is trying to coax a child. He gave the same lines as before, but he handed him vodka.

Feng Yuxing was too cold, so they had to drink some wine to keep warm. When they had free time, they would have a drink.

But they are not people who can drink too much. A person who is always ready to go to the battlefield, and a person who is always ready to take over the battlefield, are only scratching the surface.

Shen Fan held the cup, and his hands, which were soaked in cold sweat, gradually began to feel warm.

Sure enough, he really couldn't adapt to the new body. He seemed to be a little acclimated to his hometown, and his body kept shaking.

"When you are in a bad mood, eating foods with high sugar content will make you feel happy." Peng Long still did not forget the popular science and medical knowledge. "It can also help resist the cold. Feng Yuxing is very cold, isn't it?"

"It's okay. Shen Fan lowered his head and took a sip and was shocked.

What kind of thing is this? It's bitter yet sweet, so sweet that it makes you sick. Peng Long added a jar of sugar without shaking his hands. He swallowed it with a frown and said politely, "It tastes good."

"This is the first time someone has said that. You are such a considerate kid." Peng Long said with a smile.

Shen Fan: "..."

Shen Fan seriously doubted whether this guy had seen something and deliberately pranked him.

"Okay, no more joking, Xiao Fan, it's getting dark soon, do you want to prepare a guest room for you?" Peng Long held a tea cup and sat opposite Shen Fan, "If you want to stay and chat with me, a lonely old man, , I welcome it very much. Although this may make that boy Linjue hate me."

"He will not."

Shen Fan took another sip and was mentally prepared. It didn't seem to be that bad, mainly because it felt warm in his stomach after drinking it.

Peng Long's words sounded nice, but in fact he was just here to "drive people away" and persuade him to follow Linjue.

"It seems that you know Lin Jue very well," Peng Long drank his own black tea and placed his fingers on the teacup and clasped it gently, "He is a very good child, restrained and polite, and excels in studies, but the relationship is a little weak. He I have always lived alone, so when he told me that he wanted to bring you here, I was really happy for him for a long time."

Peng Long is only one year older than "Shen Fan" and should be in his early forties this year. Shen Fan looked at him. A man of his age was still very handsome, but the corners of his eyes had traces of age, and his hair on the temples was a little white.

If he hadn't "died", he would have looked similar to him. They would sit here and drink together while being happy for Lin Jue, or complain about the ridiculous things this brat did, instead of Peng Long trying to persuade him in the tone of an old father.

Now he has been demoted one level in life, and he has this damn confused identity.

"Dr. Peng, what if I say that I am only with Lin Jue for money?"

"Oh," Peng Long thought for a while and said, "Then wait until you defraud him of all his money before leaving, and teach him a lesson."

Shen Fan stared at him and asked, "What if I am a spy and want to steal information from him?"

Peng Long continued to reply, "Then wait until you have stolen all his information before leaving, and teach him a lesson."

Shen Fan couldn't help but laugh.

Peng Long is still the same Peng Long. He talks about fairness, but in fact he is very protective and has an infinite preference for Lin Jue. Even if he knows that these things are against common sense, he still chooses to support Lin Jue unconditionally. There is no principle or moral support.

In fact, there is no need for Peng Long to be so earnest, Shen Fan already has the answer in his heart.

He glanced at the sky outside, leaving tomorrow's affairs to worry about tomorrow.

Shen Fan chose what he wanted and no longer struggled. He glanced at Peng Long, who was still trying to persuade Lin Jue to be a lobbyist. Now that he's here, he naturally can't go back empty-handed.

And he also really wants to know what Peng Long's expression will be when he knows his true identity. Will he still support his current decision so unswervingly?

"Dr. Peng, can one person's brain waves be transferred to another person's brain?"

Shen Fan has always been confused about rebirth. Maybe he can find an answer in Peng Long today.

Peng Long put the tea cup down with a serious expression, "This is research that goes against human ethics. Just like gene editing, it is included in the category of prohibited research by the alliance."

"That means it's theoretically possible."

Shen Fan summarized the extended meaning of this sentence. Sure enough, his thinking direction was right.

Peng Long obviously didn't like this topic and kept emphasizing the illegality, but Shen Fan didn't care about his petty emotions.

"can you do it?"

Peng Long's eyes were obviously displeased, and he looked at Shen Fan for a few seconds with scrutiny and doubt.

"No, brainwave transfer is just a general term. It includes thinking and memory. It is not a simple sequence of numbers. It is very complex, and the carrier is the brain. In a sense, brainwave transfer is murder. Murdering another person human existence.”

Shen Fan snorted and had reservations about "can't" in Peng Long's words.

"Can you tell if someone has had brain wave transfer?"

Shen Fan asked all his questions before stopping. He sat up straighter and wanted to raise his legs as usual, but this action was a bit difficult for his current physical condition. He could only hold his arms and glance at Peng Long sideways.

Didn’t you say that I’m welcome to chat with you, a lonely old man?

Please speak? Why are not you talking?

Peng Long's expression gradually became weird, from confusion to shock, and finally he stood up, and the stool behind him hit the table with a bang.

"who are you?"

Shen Fan looked at Peng Long with some amusement, looking like he had seen a ghost, and asked, "Didn't Linjue tell you my name?"

"Shen Fan?"

"Well, it's me."

Peng Long called Shen Fan by his full name for the first time, and Shen Fan responded without any hesitation.

If he didn't reveal his identity to Peng Long, he would definitely not get the correct answers to the questions above today, and he wouldn't have that much time to play charades with Peng Long.

"Long time no see, Lao Peng," he pointed to his head, "I might be the one who was transferred."

"That's not right. Linjue said it's just the same name..."

Peng Long muttered to himself in confusion.

Seeing that he still couldn't figure it out, Shen Fan had to say something that was only between the two of them.

"One time we blew up the laboratory at home, and I dug you out with my mecha."

"Another time, it seemed like that... yes, the nerve-paralyzing potion was leaked, and I was the one who found you, otherwise you would have almost starved to death... and..."

"Okay..." Peng Long raised his hand and interrupted, "I believe it, I believe it, stop talking."

Only Peng Long and Shen Fan knew about this embarrassing incident.

"What about you, you and Linjue?"

Only then did Peng Long realize what he had just said to Shen Fan.

"Well," Shen Fan looked at him deeply, "Do you still think Lin Jue and I are suitable?"

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