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The first one to go was Baishun Hospital. Zhou Heng was the second boss of the hospital. He didn't need to queue up, and the examination was completed within 10 minutes after entering the hospital.

Sure enough, as Zhou Heng expected, the hospital couldn't find the problem at all.

Then go to the time club.

It was only a 10-minute drive from the hospital to the Time Club, but Zhou Heng was still a few minutes behind the appointment time when he arrived at the destination.

The nineteen-storey building has a relatively small building area, and the large characters of "Traveling Time and Keeping Love の All People's Club" occupy the entire front of the building from top to bottom. Change the base.

It imitates Song style, with bright yellow gilt edges, which looks very rich at first glance.

It's earthy and luxurious.

Then there are dozens of bright red banners dripping down from the third floor. The chaos is very infectious, but it is blown by the wind and rain, which is incompatible with the calm and solemn buildings around.

Zhou Heng glanced at the car as it approached, and saw one of them read:

Thanks to the time club, thank you to Mr. Nan, let me find the spring of ××× (I can’t see it clearly), let me feel like a new life, and regain happiness.

It's like selling aphrodisiacs.

This propaganda method, at first glance, is the handwriting of a mountain villager, shit!

Zhou Heng thought what kind of business Nan Xiao was doing. He could do pyramid schemes directly. Such a good position was useless.

The car drove to the VIP passage, and as soon as Zhou Heng took Murong Qing out of the car, he saw the local boss Nan Xiao.

Although she didn't dye her yellow hair and wore a big gold chain and wore a sequined jacket with ripped pants, but the shiny combed hair and a pink tight suit were enough to make her flirtatious.

In particular, Nan Xiao is also a strong man of more than 1.8 meters, with thick arms and thick legs, which is eye-catching at first glance.

Nan Xiao was more enthusiastic than he imagined. He and his assistant welcomed Zhou Heng and Murong Qing into his office and poured tea and water by themselves.

Nan Xiao's office is also very earthy, with a black inlaid gold-wire tempered marble floor, a two-meter pendant crystal chandelier, mahogany, fragrant wood, and leather furniture. The small space in the room is also stuffed with a large blue and white porcelain vertical vase, in which expensive and delicate orchids are planted.

Pure local tyrant style chaos.

When Zhou Heng and Murong Qing were seated, he stood across from the coffee table and said flattering words to Murong Qing: "Recently, I have been really lucky. I have seen the big actor for two days in a row. The small shop is really flourishing." .”

Zhou Heng was so disgusted that he didn't even want to talk to Nan Xiao, especially because he was disgusted by the strong smell of perfume in the room.

Great actor Murong Qing unconsciously leaned against Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng curled up his mouth, reached out his hand to stop Murong Qing's waist, and brought him to his side. He behaved like a cat in his arms, and when his eyes moved from Murong Qing to Nan Xiao's face, he suddenly turned cold: "Mr. You are really dedicated, can you do a small business by yourself?"

How could Nan Xiao fail to hear the thorn in Zhou Heng's words, he paused, and sat on the opposite sofa with a smirk: "Look what Master Heng said, I'm a big fan of Murong actor, why don't I personally when the actor comes?" The principle of welcome, how can I have such an honor to meet the film king in normal times."

Murong Qing shook his body, his head hurt and he frowned.

Seeing that Murong Qing was not feeling well, Zhou Heng hesitated for a moment, and beckoned to Lin Yao who was standing at the door, and asked Lin Yao to take Murong Qing out to wait.

Before entering the door, he saw that there was a waiting area outside this office, which was quite large, with four sets of luxurious sofas, and there was no one else except Nan Xiao's assistant.

Especially, the air is fresh.

Don't look at Lin Yao as a coward, to be favored by Zhou Heng is not simple at all.

He is the child of the Leopard Spirit and the Rabbit Spirit, and he is agile in reaching out. Although his force value is not as good as Zhou Heng, it is also a height that ordinary people cannot reach.

It's just that these two goblins brought their children down the mountain ten years ago. In this peaceful age where "there are laws to abide by, laws must be followed, law enforcement must be strictly enforced, and violations must be punished", they are really poor.

The family didn't move out of the basement until they met Zhou Heng five years ago.

This is also the reason why Murong Qing doesn't like ostentation, but Zhou Heng doesn't force it.

With Lin Yao protecting Murong Qing, he feels at ease, but this kid is a bit stupid.

Receive less education from the people and understand.

Lin Yao took Murong Qing out, and Zhou Heng obviously breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched his legs, picked up the cigarette lighter on the table and lit one, with his legs spread apart and his body pressed forward, in a very oppressive posture.

Nan Xiao poked his neck and secretly changed his breath.

Zhou Heng took a deep puff of smoke, and looked at Nan Xiao through the mist, his eyes were not less lethal: "Yesterday at ten o'clock in the morning, Brother Qing copied the memory with you, and it took an hour and 10 minutes. Who did it, I want Surgery video."

Zhou Heng was very direct, with a serious tone as if he was interrogating a prisoner, and Nan Xiao seemed to be prepared: "Master Heng, I respect you very much, and I respect the actor Murong even more. Although I don't know why you came here to ask these questions, we treat every customer with the utmost respect. According to the formal procedures, let alone Best Actor Murong, I will personally receive him."

"In October last year, the No.3 amnesiac you received not only failed to copy, but also caused the patient's brain disorder to almost become a vegetative state." Zhou Heng smoked a cigarette unhurriedly: "In January of this year, three people paid a high fee to copy Customers who failed, sued you and were settled by you privately."

Zhou Heng saw Nan Xiao's face suddenly changed: "Do you want me to say more? Huh?"

Umm, what, I am also a domineering president!

Nan Xiao, who had an abnormal brain circuit, was aroused by the sound of um, and barely straightened his back, "Master Heng, you can't say that, isn't the last amnesiac all right? In January this year, three customers sued us, but we also Victims, one of them is a monkey who has just become a spirit. The brain structure is different. Where can we extract it? It’s not playing us, and there is another..."

Zhou Heng shook the cigarette ash impatiently, and interrupted him: "Okay, I don't want to mess with you here, I, my brother Qing," I said very emphatically, accompanied by an echo, Zhou Heng poked hard He poked his heart, "I made a copy of my memory with you yesterday morning, and after I went back to sleep in the afternoon, my memory became confused. Nan Xiao, I can still sit here and talk to you. I'm very grateful to you."

Nan Xiao was silent for a while, then looked at Zhou Heng in surprise: "Is that so, it's impossible."

After Nan Xiao finished speaking, seeing Zhou Heng's eyes fixed on him, he subconsciously hid his eyes. After realizing that he had shown a guilty conscience, he simply picked up the cigarette and lighter from the table and took a deep breath. Said: "Time Club has done 370 cases of Copy[-] so far, and there has never been such a case."

"Why," Zhou Heng said, "do you think I'm idle?"

"No," Nan Xiao said hurriedly, "That's not true."

Zhou Heng is already very sure that there is a video: "Give me the surgery video."

"Master Heng." Nan Xiao frowned so much that he could pinch a fly to death, and vividly performed the word embarrassment: "It's not that I don't want you to see it, it's a commercial secret, and you also know that I rely on this to make a living."

"Or," Zhou Heng lowered his body a bit lower, like a hunting jackal: "Do you think it would be more appropriate for me to buy this place and see it later?"

Nan Xiao was startled, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, his mind buzzed a little: "No, Master Heng, why don't you take Best Actor Murong to the neurology department or consult a psychiatrist first, the actor is stuck in the role It's not uncommon for it to affect your life, not to mention that actor Murong stepped on the ring in his teens, I heard that actor Murong is very good at acting, it's because he knows the characters well..."

"Heh~" Zhou Heng actually laughed. He interrupted Nan Xiao with laughter. His voice was several degrees lower than before, which can be described as gentle: "Nan Xiao, is your company doing memory implant research now?"

"Yes, how do you know..." Nan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly said, "No, no, uh..."

Seeing Zhou Heng's increasingly gloomy face, Nan Xiao had no choice but to admit, "Master Heng, I admit that we have indeed done this experiment, not only this, but we have involved everything related to memory. To be honest, including your company's brain system, we also have research, and all companies will do research projects similar to their industries in order to improve or expand, which is perfectly normal."

After finishing speaking, Nan Xiao saw Zhou Heng staring at him without answering, his eyes were deep and unpredictable, his throat tightened and he said: "Master Heng, it's not because we suspect that Murong's memory is chaotic. Well, this is impossible. This semi-finished research has not been registered for use. Doing this kind of thing will cost you a prison sentence, not to mention that Murong is such a big name and influential. Even if I have a brain hole and close my eyes, I will not choose He, we have many volunteers here, I don't need to take this risk..."

Nan Xiao was still in Balabala, Zhou Heng stood up suddenly, staring at Nan Xiao's deep black pupils showing silver threads, and finally turned into an extremely thick silver, he stepped on the coffee table and bowed to approach Nan Xiao, his voice was cold and piercing : "I also think you don't need to take this risk, because the person who hurt me Zhou Heng is not as simple as going to prison. I will peel off every piece of his skin, chop every piece of his meat, and cut off every tendon of him. He ate the Nine Lives Grass and threw it into the Snake Tan in my Cold Palace, to let him know that life is better than death, and death is worse than not living."

Zhou Heng's voice was as cold as coming from hell, his murderous intent was as real as it was, his eyes were piercing and brutal, Nan Xiao suddenly shivered, the fine sweat on his forehead condensed into a large grain and fell down the side of his face, he felt The surrounding air suddenly became gloomy and heavy, pressing on his body like an ice pack, causing his shoulders to collapse and his heart to be so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

Zhou Heng used some spiritual power. The heaviness was not Nan Xiao's illusion. He trembled for a moment. If he was standing instead of sitting, he would definitely fall down. If Zhou Heng wanted to kill He, he had absolutely no power to fight back.

For the first time, Nan Xiao finally believed that Zhou Heng's ability and fearlessness were not just legends.

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes, and the bright silver light couldn't stop the darkness in his eyes: "Of course, if it's you, I think it's because Nanshan came out to mess around at the same time. If you admit it and make amends in time, I can still spare your life." .”

"Master Heng." Rao is known as Nanshan's most fearless goldfishing king. At this moment, Nan Xiao faced Zhou Heng, and he was almost scared out of his wits. He called out Master Heng, and barely stood up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa: "It's really none of my business. Who in the world doesn't know that you love the actor Murong. How about I show you the video of the operation. I know that you are doing such a big business, so it's impossible for you to take a fancy to me for such a small profit." Right, I also guarantee that it does not involve the field of intellectual brain."

Zhou Heng stared at Nan Xiao for a long time, and the silver light that splashed out of his pupils seemed to gradually dissipate. After the black pupils completely recovered, he threw the cigarette butt and said, "Let's go."

The video can only be watched but not taken away, Zhou Heng didn't force it, he settled down with Murong Qing and followed Nan Xiao into the information room.

In the video, Murong Qing's surgery lasted only 10 minutes. Zhou Heng patiently watched each frame, which was similar to what he thought. Memory copying does not only rely on high technology, but also requires memory birds.

Nan Xiao is a birdman, it is not uncommon to be able to control the memory bird, but the strange thing is that the memory bird is still alive.

The original name of the memory bird was called the brain-eating bird. It was trained and used by the wizard family from the Shang Dynasty. They let the memory bird use its slender needle-like beak to pierce the brains of captured dead men to obtain information.

After the Zhou Dynasty was used by a large number of hunting, it was on the verge of extinction by the Qin Dynasty.

Now, judging from the picture, the memory bird's long beak stretching from its belly is almost invisible.

After zooming in on the screen, it can be seen that the beak is five or six centimeters long, and the cerebellum is two centimeters after entering Murongqing.

The operation takes about 5 minutes to complete.

Nan Xiao was afraid that Zhou Heng might misunderstand, so he explained to Zhou Heng while watching: "Master Heng, don't worry, the memory bird has no side effects on the human brain."

He pointed to the picture and said flatteringly: "The human cerebellum has the function of storing memory, but as we grow older, it cannot be fully conveyed to the brain. It is commonly known as being unable to remember, and what the memory bird does is to copy the things in the memory block of the cerebellum. One time, the mosquito bite is not painful or itchy, you don’t need anesthesia, you just need to lie here and rest for a few minutes, and it’s done. There’s not even a wound. You see, this one is thinner than a mosquito’s mouth. no."

Even if Nan Xiao didn't explain, Zhou Heng knew that the memory bird didn't actually hurt people's brains, it was just spreading rumors, but seeing the picture of Murong Qing lying there blindfolded, Zhou Heng was still sweating.

"Really." Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows: "Then how did you make the video?"

"Uh..." Nan Xiao struggled for a moment, and he accepted his fate when Zhou Heng glanced over: "According to the customer's request, link the brain of the memory bird to screen out the memory requested by the customer and make an image."

This is the so-called high-tech, but the technology of capturing brain frames to generate images has been mastered by many top companies around the world, Nan Xiao is still relying on the memory bird's ability.

"Then you are really ruthless." That is to say, how long is the image that the customer wants, and how long will the memory bird stay in the laboratory. Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother Qing copied the memory for a few years."

"Everyone takes what they need, each takes what they need." Nan Xiao laughed a few times, and replied: "Murong actor asked for five years, and the copy is just ready, and it will definitely be completed within two months."

Zhou Heng saw on the screen, Murong Qing tidied up his clothes, walked out of the laboratory, turned around and asked Nan Xiao, "What memory does he want?"

"This..." Nan Xiao looked distressed: "This is the client's privacy, I can't..."

Before Nan Xiao finished speaking, Zhou Heng grabbed his collar suddenly.

The 1.8-meter tall man was caught and slid forward, and he really slid past. This time, without Zhou Heng talking nonsense, Nan Xiao hurriedly replied: "What he wants is the memory of being with you, and the memory of being with you." Together, that's all."

Zhou Heng's pupils dilated, his body swayed, and he suddenly threw away Nan Xiao, with the corner of his mouth raised. It was obviously supposed to be a smile, but the moment he raised his hand to cover his eyes, his palms were wet with tears.

"Brother Qing." Zhou Heng murmured Brother Qing in a hoarse voice, and asked repeatedly in his heart: Why?Why?Why do you want to do this?

The author has something to say: Zhou Heng: Brother Qing loves me so much.

Murong Qing: To preserve the evidence, he said today that he would do everything for me!

(Zhou Heng: I want to be an ox and a horse for you, plow the fields and sow seeds!)

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