The car door opened, and the bodyguard in the passenger seat stepped out of the car, opened the rear door, and motioned for Qu Mingcong to sit in.
Qu Mingcong didn't move for a moment. He looked inside the car and saw a woman wearing a white shirt sitting inside.
The man is about forty years old, dressed in a neutral style, tall and slim, with short hair, slightly high eyebrow bones and a narrow nose bridge, and a somewhat cold face.
...It should be the woman speaking in the headset.
Qu Mingcong thought.
"It's not easy to take a taxi at this time. Wherever Mr. Qu goes, we can give you a ride," the middle-aged woman said.
Qu Mingcong looked at both ends of the road and saw that none of the taxis passing by were empty.
He no longer hesitated, got in the car immediately, and said to the driver in front of him: "To the botanical garden, please drive faster, I'm in a hurry."
The driver turned to look at the middle-aged woman.
Qu Mingcong had a cold face and stared straight ahead, "You should feel sorry. After my mother got sick, she never left strangers around. Even if she changed her nanny, I would stay with her for a long time in advance to help her adapt. Your people suddenly appeared
Come out and scare her."
"Not only can he search for targets," Xiang Ping lowered his eyes, "He can also accept that his own existence is a removable USB flash drive that can bring 'it' back to the institute."
She said: "In 1973, a supernatural incident involving a ghost occurred in Fenghe County. Although the investigation proved it to be a farce, since that incident, the investigation department did discover some things, such as consciousness transfer and telepathy.
, as well as the popular qigong among the people, these things that sound mysterious have their own set of logic behind them, and our job is to figure out their logic."
The woman nodded slightly.
Xiang Ping looked at Qu Mingcong and said seriously: "In this world, there are some people who are born different from others. They can sense things that we ordinary people cannot sense. Our department recruits such talents and trains them.
We have spent a lot of money and time to teach them and let them be used by the country, as well as the efforts of countless scientific researchers. Mr. Qu, you should know better than I do about the crime of holding a treasure. As long as you cooperate with our investigation,
I can assure you that your life will return to peace and you will receive a settlement fee."
Xiang Ping didn't nod this time. She said in a calm tone: "We can't do this technology at the moment to delete memories at specific points, so you won't lose your memory."
He looked out the window and saw that the green belts on both sides of the road continued to recede. The driver had indeed increased the speed as he intended. It was still about ten minutes' drive from the Botanical Garden.
Qu Mingcong frowned and glanced at the outstretched hand, raised his arm and shook it perfunctorily, then quickly separated it.
Xiang Ping spoke again: "I'm sorry about what happened to your mother. This was not our original intention. If you have any needs, you can ask them and we will try our best to meet your requests."
Qu Mingcong remained silent when he saw this. He knew that the initiative was now in his own hands. Unless the woman in front of him could give him a satisfactory explanation, there was no need for him to inform Xiao Qiao's whereabouts.
"Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Xiang, and I work at the National Institute of Information Engineering." She extended her right hand towards Qu Mingcong. "You can call me by my name Xiang Ping directly, or you can call me Director Xiang, or professor."
"Everyone who has been touched by 'it' will have target spots left in their brains," Xiang Ping looked at him and asked, "Mr. Qu, do you know where 'it' is?"
Qu Mingcong met her gaze, "Before you ask this question, shouldn't you tell me what this 'it' you are looking for is?"
These words indirectly admitted that Qiao Yueying's amnesia was indeed their fault.
"So Shen Jing, too?" Qu Mingcong asked, "Does she also have targets in her brain?"
Qu Mingcong glanced at her and said, "I don't believe this."
"Mr. Qu, do you know that ghosts are possessed by ghosts?" Xiang Ping suddenly asked a question that was irrelevant to the topic.
"There is no difference between the two." Xiang Ping replied.
"Hello." He responded coldly.
Qu Mingcong inhaled slowly and asked in a deep voice: "Why can Qiao Yueying do it?"
She paused for half a second and corrected: "Or you can think of it as hush money. We need you to keep this matter absolutely confidential."
Xiang Ping withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes and replied, "I can't agree to this request. You and I know very well that you have what we want."
"No need." Qu Mingcong looked indifferent, "My request is that you don't show up again and affect my life."
The guess was verified. Qu Mingcong's heart tightened, and with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he asked her: "So, do you want to recycle the things and make me lose my memory? Just like Qiao Yueying did?"
After hearing this, Qu Mingcong slowly reacted, "So... that kid named He Qile is the special talent with super-sensory abilities you mentioned? He went to my home and office before to get information from the brains of the people around me. Found the target?"
Qu Mingcong laughed indifferently, "I don't understand what you said. You think it's a crime of having a jade, so why do I think it's an innocent disaster?"
Xiang Ping thought for a moment, then nodded and answered: "Yes."
Xiang Ping was silent for a while and said calmly: "It's not sudden. The original plan was to observe not far away, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you, let alone chase Xiao Le. I hope you can understand. We It is necessary to protect Xiao Le's personal safety, and at the same time, we do not want to cause a disturbance, so I hope you will be wary of approaching your mother. Later, she slipped and fell into the water. I am very sorry and I am willing to compensate you as much as I can."
"Okay, just pretend there is no difference," Qu Mingcong stopped looking at her and stared at the traffic outside the car window indifferently, "If I agree to cooperate, how are you going to investigate?"
Xiang Ping said: "We have to find the target. Wherever the target is, 'it' is there, so you'd better stay with Xiao Le 24 hours a day, and Xiao Le will do the rest."
Qu Mingcong pursed his lips, looked at her and asked, "Qiao Yueying lost her memory, was it you who did it?"
Xiang Ping was silent.
"Because there are targets in her brain," Xiang Ping paused and looked up at him, "You can think of it as keywords. Think of the human brain as a computer. After we search for keywords, we get all the key words Keyword-related files and then deleting them will clear all keyword-related files on your computer without interfering with the operation of other files."
The driver silently restarted the car and drove towards the botanical garden.
"I have a question." Qu Mingcong pursed his lips and his finger joints tightened unconsciously, "Is this 'it' in your mouth... a human being?"
Xiang Ping was slightly startled, with surprise flashing in his eyes, "...what do you think?"
"Don't lie to me," Qu Mingcong slowly turned his head, his neck stiff, and his dark eyes stared at Xiang Ping, "Director Xiang, please tell me the answer directly."
Xiang Ping looked at him silently.
After a long time, she softly uttered two words: "No."