Without helping Zhao Bofan, Wu Mingzhu felt inexplicably depressed. She could imagine that Zhao Bofan must be very disappointed with the result. This subtle emotional change, even she felt strange.

In the laboratory, Wu Li saw his daughter come back low. When I left, I saw Wu Mingzhu in a hurry, but when I came back, it was very rare for her to look like this.

"What's the matter?" Wu Li took the initiative to get in touch with his daughter, and his eyes were full of eagerness.

Wu Mingzhu sighed and told the story to Professor Wu.

Wu Li is listening attentively, probably understand the meaning inside.

"The corpse is still there. Let Wang Feng transport the corpse. I'll find a way. I have a solution to this problem. " With that, Professor Wu looked at his daughter with a mysterious smile.

When Wu Mingzhu heard her father say this, she felt relaxed. For the first time, she was so happy that her father was a "Frankenstein".

Because of the time difference, it's already night here in America. Zhao Bofan is sorry to tell Han Jing that he will return to China tomorrow, because the person Duan Qiyuan wants to ask is dead. In this way, the questions asked by Duan Qiyuan are unanswered. Han Jing's eyes darkened when she heard this

"I live alone in the United States, and I've learned super good cooking skills. Let's go to my home for dinner." Han Jing looks at Zhao Bofan with a smile.

Zhao Bofan understood the expectation behind that look. It's not suitable to go or not. be in a dilemma.

"Let's go after dinner. I don't know how long we'll meet next time." Han Jing looks at Zhao Bofan expectantly.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Bofan also refused, had to go together. A small apartment tidy up in good order, you can see that the owner of the room is a quality person.

Han Jing takes out two steaks, a bag of pasta and some vegetables from the refrigerator. After a while, rich and exquisite food is on the table.

Han Jing carefully spread the tablecloth on the table and lit the candle, which is quite like a candlelight dinner. After a few mouthfuls of red wine, Han Jing's face looks slightly drunk and ruddy.

"So she broke your heart, didn't she?" Han Jing by slightly drunk, say always want to ask questions.

The former Zhao Bofan was full of energy, and his eyes were full of perseverance. And this time I see Zhao Bofan again, he is always in a daze. It's totally different from before. If she didn't go to the United States at that time, would two people have the result.

Closed space can always breed ambiguity. Dim room, weak light, familiar old friend. Zhao Bofan wanted to express his inner suffering: "she betrayed us and her work. Finally, she died... "

Zhao Bofan swallowed a few mouthfuls of red wine and told the story off and on. When Han Jing listened to the speech, she was surprised, curious, sad and disappointed. These complex emotions let her approach Zhao Bofan slowly.

She likes him. From the beginning to now. He's what she likes. I like his intelligence, humor, courage and also his appearance. And now he's eating for another man.

The best way to forget the last relationship is time and new love. Han Jing doesn't want to miss this time.

With her eyes closed, Han Jing's red lips dipped in wine slowly approach Zhao Bofan

In the laboratory, Professor Wu is busy directing Xiaona, and the whole laboratory is full of chickens and dogs.

"21g of salt, one gram of deviation is not good, and give me the body to soak in ice water, the temperature of the body is also controlled at 21 degrees!" Professor Wu directs Zhao Na, who runs around in the laboratory like an intern in a medical school.

Wu Li asked Mingzhu to call Wang Feng and transport Liannan's body to the laboratory. He said he had a way to get the body to answer. So Zhao Bofan doesn't have to come back from the United States. He can continue to see Duan Qiyuan and ask him to ask a question on the phone. Then he can ask the body to answer the question.

Mingzhu excitedly dials Zhao Bofan

Han Jing feels the temperature of Zhao Bofan's lips. Just when her mouth is about to meet Zhao Bofan's, Zhao Bofan's mobile phone rings.

Zhao Bofan mood immediately back, a sober. He went to the corner of the room awkwardly with his cell phone.

"I hate this call..." Looking at Zhao Bofan who left, Han Jing knows that she missed the opportunity again today.

Mingzhu told Zhao Bofan about the situation, and Zhao Bofan was very happy. I didn't go for nothing. Liu Jie can save me!

Professor Wu put Lian Nanping in the bathroom with ice on his body and magnetic induction on his brain. On the other hand, stick all these threads on the head of the Pearl.

"In principle, you can ask him a question later, he doesn't need to answer, you can know. The human brain is the monitor. Now I use my way to connect you. You try to ask him a question. "

"Ah. If it wasn't for helping Zhao Bofan, Mingzhu really didn't want to try such a ridiculous experiment. "

"What's your favorite color?" Mingzhu asks a question about the body.

Wu Li turns on the current. Stimulated by a current, the Pearl feels like ten thousand needles are sticking at her. Except for the pain, she had no idea what color the body liked.

Zhao Bofan entered the prison, leaving him only seven minutes from now on. The gray prison is depressing. Every prisoner here is in solitary confinement. Zhao Bofan came to the door of a room and slowly pushed the door open.Unlike what I imagined, Duan Qiyuan was about forty years old. The whole person was well groomed, like a professor in a university class.

"You want to see me? You said on the note that you have a colleague with strange bugs on his heart Duan Qiyuan is very polite.

"Well, you're doing it, because you know he's investigating you."

Duan Qiyuan accused his young policeman at the first meeting, still smiling.

"I think you've just become a policeman. Whether it's you or me, we're all used people."

Duan Qiyuan, like an eminent monk, said something that made people confused.

"You must know what it is, and there is a way to solve it, right?"

"Yes, have you found the person I'm looking for?"

"Liannan is under the control of our police. You can't talk to him directly. Your problem will be reported to me. My colleagues will tell me and I will tell you again."

Duan Qiyuan thought for a moment and said, "you ask him, where is that gentleman?"

"Where is that gentleman?" Zhao Bofan asked on the phone.

In the laboratory on the other end of the phone, Zhao Na holds a mobile phone. Professor Wu always controls the scene. Mingzhu is lying on a single shelf with chips stuck on her head.

When Wu Li was electrified again, Mingzhu held back the pain and said: "where is that gentleman?"

There's no response from the body.

Time in prison is passing by, leaving Zhao Bofan with little time. Duan Qiyuan looks at Zhao Bofan with great interest.