"Don't worry, it seems that the answer you want will be soon." Ao Tianming made a gesture of ok, Long Junchen nodded slightly, picked up the water and sat on the chair, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Nagoya, Japan

"Doctor, I have been sleepwalking recently, especially in the middle of the night, and I will go crazy and think of some past events, but when I wake up, I can't remember anything, and sometimes I find myself in an extremely strange place." At this time, in the ward of the psychologist Lu Jia, a middle-aged man was asking about his expression.

This person is Qian Lei's father, Qian Feng.

After listening to Qian Feng's words patiently, Lu Jia found out his medical records, took out a few brain cts and placed them on the table, and explained to Qian Feng: "This is a photo taken during neurological treatment after you were injured in a car accident. The photos show that the lump in your brain tissue has basically disappeared, but the hippocampus located between the thalamus and the medial temporal lobe of the brain has experienced permanent trauma."

"So, my indirect amnesia and sleepwalking symptoms are all related to this car accident?" Qian Feng asked gritted his teeth.

"Well, the hippocampus has many functions, mainly responsible for the storage and conversion of long-term memory. Once this part is damaged, it is very likely that your past memories will disappear partly or all. However, in the face of such a serious car accident, it is already a blessing in disgrace. "Lu Jia saw that Qian Feng's mood fluctuated, and he could only tell the truth, but he was as gentle as possible to soothe Qian Feng's mood.

"Tell me, can I be better in such an abnormal state?" Qian Feng leaned forward and asked one of his most concerned questions.

"That's right..." Lu Jia hesitated for a moment and said carefully: "It's hard to say. The damage to your brain hippocampus cannot be made accurately based on the current medical level. Your past memories may gradually recover, or may never be restored. Fortunately, your program memory is not damaged, that is, your daily behavior and thinking ability have returned to normal and will not affect your future life. What really bothers you now is your mental state, such as your nightmare, anxiety, short-term cognitive confusion, and even sleepwalking symptoms, which are all post-traumatic stress disorder. My job is to help you adjust your mindset and adapt to your current state. At that time, your nightmare and various discomforts will naturally disappear."

"That's not good?" Qian Feng angrily smashed the table and asked viciously.

"Sir, I am a doctor. I tell you the truth. I am responsible for you and please respect my profession!" Lu Jia was a little unhappy. The boy was yelling in his office, which was really too presumptuous.

When Qian Feng wanted to say something more, the cell phone in his pocket rang. He picked up the phone impatiently. When he saw that it was his son, he immediately took a few deep breaths, calmed down his emotions, walked to the door of the clinic, and then answered the phone.

And the moment the phone was connected, Long Junchen, who was already confused, suddenly woke up and picked up his phone and listened carefully to the contents.

"Hey, Qian Lei, haven't you told you that you don't contact me recently. I'm really asking you to be careful, how about it? Everything is fine now, right?" Qian Feng lit a cigarette and leaned against the hospital window, asking with concern while sucking the clouds and spitting mist.

"Dad, something happened! I seem to be targeted now. It's the one you asked me to assassinate. What's the name? Long Junchen. Damn, that guy is a fish-like man. He fell into such a deep sea. There was nothing wrong with it. He just appeared in front of me, smiling. He was really a ghost!" Qian Lei spoke a little loudly. Maybe he was giving himself courage. While calling, he kept looking at the door, afraid that someone would rush in at this time.

"What did you say? He wasn't dead? This plan is foolproof. How could this kid run away?!" Qian Feng frowned, and the cigarette butt in his hand almost burned his wrist.

"Yes, not only isn't dead, but this kid seems to have discovered something. He came to me today and made our father-son relationship clear in front of me. He even knew that you are from the MI6 Department. Moreover, he also realized that our plan was to harm Liu Qinglong. I always felt that this kid must have discovered something. It was impossible to say so confidently out of thin air. Dad, look?" Qian Lei was a little confused. When he thought of Long Junchen's fearless and convictional appearance, he had a premonition that the plan was going to be yellow.

"This kid is so amazing?" Qian Feng was also very surprised and asked: "I arranged you into this operation. The main purpose is to monitor their every move. The arrangement of your affairs is not my hand at all. In addition, few people know about our father-son relationship. This kid, hiss, is really a ghost." Qian Feng was puzzled. I don't know where this Long Junchen came out, and could actually bring such a big threat to himself.

"Dad, then, what should I do next?" Qian Lei felt even more panicked when he saw that his father was hesitant.

"What are you panic? I bet that he is speculating about these things. There is no evidence. MI6 dare not investigate casually. By the way, how is that person dealing with it? Are you leaving?" Qian Feng shook his head, shook off these irritable thoughts, changed the subject and asked.

"Let's go. The snake-headed ship that left Shenzhou Kingdom yesterday has smuggled into South Korea. There is no way to leave any handle. Don't worry." Qian Lei knew that the mu had already sunk and had done this. There was no need to look back.

"Well, as long as he leaves, we will have done everything we can. The game has been set up, and the rest is to wait and see what changes." Qian Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his people had successfully escaped from Ao Tianming and others' sight.

"But that person surnamed Long has already set his sights on me." Qian Lei was still guilty and said with some discomfort.

"You are targeting you? What are you afraid of? Let me tell you, your next task is to do nothing. You will do whatever Ao Tianming asked you to do. As long as they can't find our evidence, Zetian Mingtang Jade Buddha Head, Liu Qinglong, he must bear the blame. Don't worry, everything is ready, and only Dongfeng is missing." Although Qian Feng was a little confused about whether Long Junchen had any evidence, what he could do now was to comfort his son and implement their careful plan to the end.

"Okay, I understand, by the way, Dad, how is your body?" Qian Lei hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Don't worry, I just occasionally lose my memory, but I will definitely not forget you, hahaha." Qian Feng sighed and smiled bitterly. Even he felt that his smile was insidious.
Chapter completed!