Heartthrob NPC he just wants to cook

"Does it act as a mental restraint?" Li Qiu keenly grasped the key point.

"Not necessarily, it depends on the other herbal medicine that is paired with it. It may act as a mental inhibitor, or it may be completely opposite."

After having a direction, continue to analyze on this road.Every time he called up another document, this document was full of medicinal material numbers.

The optical brain operates automatically to compare the two documents.

Strips of data are marked bright yellow in the original file.

Each herb serial number is composed of the output galaxy and a series of numbers.Naturally, Feng He couldn't memorize all of them. He only remembered the most common ones. More numbers needed to be searched on the optical brain.

After Li Qiu knew the composition of herbal medicine numbers, he could also learn to compare and check the results of optical brain search one by one.

Whenever he does this kind of thing a lot, he quickly finds clues from the data.But seeing that the young man was so devoted, he didn't say the conclusion.

He supported his head with his hands, tilted his head slightly, and stared at the young boy who was thinking seriously.

Li Qiu seemed uncomfortable sitting, he moved his position, rearranged his coat, and never left his gaze from the beginning to the end.

"It seems... most of them are for mental stimulation?"

He pointed to some of the herbs, and tried to analyze them: "Although I can't find their prescriptions, but from the perspective of their medicinal properties, they should all have the effect of activating, strengthening or stimulating."

The applause sounded, and the man was a little surprised by Li Qiu's analytical ability.

Li Qiu himself didn't think it was a big deal.There are similar medicinal materials in his hometown. Although they have different names and functions, some basic theoretical knowledge is still the same.

What he doesn't understand is human society, or the knowledge of this world.

After quickly going through the data again, after confirming that there were no omissions, Fenghe opened the summary provided by KKK, and compared their analysis results just now with the other party's conclusions, and found no major discrepancies.

"The next question is, why did they arrest Mu Caizhe?"

Feng He looked expectantly at the boy with white earmuffs.

The boy crossed his legs and nestled on the sofa, his immature face was full of seriousness.

"They're not doing it for money, and they don't have any enmity with Mu Caizhe or his father, otherwise it would be impossible for only one kidnapper to watch him that night." Li Qiu thought for a while and said.

"That's right, judging from their reports, this company is not small enough to afford even the guards." Feng He nodded in agreement.

"Mu Caizhe is the only son of Mr. Mu. This is his only useful identity. If the kidnapping was not for money, even the environment at that time seemed to be waiting for someone to rescue him..." Li Qiu was not sure, "They hoped To attract Mr. Mu's attention? Or, to distract him from certain things."

"Although Mr. Mu is a relatively large interstellar trader in the G11 galaxy, in terms of the scale of trade itself, he is not the largest, nor is he the most famous." Feng He smiled, rubbed his fingertips, and said : "If you have to find something different, maybe Mr. Mu has a wider range of people and has many evil ways. He has a way to reach out to some remote galaxies."

"But it's just speculation. It may also be related to Mr. Mu's recent trade direction. I haven't checked his background carefully, so I can't be sure."

"Is this information easy to check?" Li Qiu asked curiously.

Feng He thought about the wording and said, "No, it's just that the partner has some special channels."

Unknowingly, the time had entered the second day, and the boy sat cross-legged on the side, looking very energetic.

The man felt that the air was a little stuffy, so he loosened the top button of his white shirt.

He got up and walked towards the kitchen, and after a while came out with two bags of ice cream, and handed one of them to Li Qiu.

"Here, please eat."

"Thank you." The boy who rummaged through Fenghe's refrigerator every day to eat randomly was not polite.

Chocolate Chip Strawberry Sandwich Ice Cream.

Liqiu likes this one very much.

Director Feng put away the optical computer stand screen, sat back on the sofa, and ate ice cream side by side with Li Qiu.

"It's still a few days before your sleep day, what are you going to do tonight, have you finished watching the previous series of videos?" He asked casually.

"I've finished watching the archeology series. Let's continue with the astronomy series tonight." The young man bit off a corner of the crispy skin, "What do you think they secretly transported so many materials?"

"Guess what?" Feng He laughed.

"Is it related to patients?" the young man asked. The only people related to mental disorders he had contacted were patients with mental disorders.

"Probably."

"Will it affect us? I mean, the supervisory office."

Feng He is used to eating ice cream with one bite, and after a few bites, the whole stick of ice cream will be wiped out in no time.

He threw the wooden stick into the trash can, and said with a chuckle, "What is related to patients is related to the supervisory office."

"Oh." Li Qiu nodded half-understanding, and asked, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Well, I still have to go to work tomorrow." Feng He sighed: "Next month, I'll take care of the affairs in the office. After everything has stabilized, I must change the working hours. Eight hours can't be more."

Li Qiu did not express any thoughts on this.

In the next few days, as long as Mu Caizhe did not fall asleep due to hypnosis, he would be watched by several strong bodyguards and sent to the prison gate every morning, leaving no chance for him to escape.

Under the awe of "manual work", Young Master Mu's attitude did not change drastically, at least he didn't have the energy to look for trouble every day.

He has selectively forgotten that on his first day at work, he boldly said that he would tear down the prison.

Logically speaking, the frequency of hypnotizing ordinary people should be much lower than the frequency of hypnotizing patients.

But the reason why Mu Caizhe accepted hypnosis was that he couldn't sleep at all on weekdays. He managed to sleep for an hour or two at most every night. Sleep aids were useless to him.

Therefore, Li Qiu had to carefully eat his emotions every three days, for fear that if he accidentally ate too much, Young Master Mu would fall into a coma for three days.

After a few times, Liqiu felt that he had made significant progress in the fine control of his ability.

The number of employees who have nothing to do with him these days has suddenly decreased a lot, and it is no longer the same as the previous days.

On the contrary, the enthusiasm of the patients is very high, which is directly reflected in their attitude towards Liqiu.

Li Qiu ate seventy percent full, and left the ward leisurely, holding a scroll of paintings in his hand.

A patient asked Fenghe for simple painting tools, stayed in the ward every day to study painting, and even painted a special painting as a gift to Liqiu to express his gratitude.

After his work was over, he had nothing to do and thought of the shipping company again, so he went straight to Fenghe's office.