Chapter 1801： Is it a member of the Phoenix family?

Chapter 1801 Is it a member of the Phoenix family?

Lips pressed to his ears, and he said in a deep voice: "The body that has been guarded for 28 years has been broken. I still don't know who the other party is?"

Wen Shui sat there, with Han Changqing holding his chin, and the two of them clung to each other.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Ask the water, you really are.... You can only get up by her." Han Changqing joked, and asked the water's face instantly flushed.

He stretched out his hand, picked up Han Changqing, threw it to one side, and said, “Should give Ben Shao nonsense, Ben Shao... Ben Shao."

"Young Master Ben wants to go to the toilet." Wenshui said, with a dry mouth, and I don't know how to say, he was so embarrassed that he would burst away, and turned around and went into the bathroom to hide.

"Pa" asked the water leaning there, smoking a stuffy smoke, looking at the rain outside the window, and said in a deep voice: "It was all this Shao's guess just now, and now there is no direct evidence that Feng Tianjing is a member of the Phoenix family."

"Yes, Ben Shao must have guessed wrong, how can there be such a coincidence?" asked Shui Shen Sheng.

He takes a breath of stuffiness, washes his face, and looks at himself in the mirror.

However, the daughter of the Phoenix family came to S City in his mind, but no one had seen it before, and Feng Tianjing had always been shaking in front of him!

"Damn it, it must not be." Wenshui whispered, took a deep breath, and turned and walked outside.

At this moment, the study room is still very quiet.

"But his face, body, blood, and voice are completely different." Zhuo Li listened, stretched out his hand and took a sip of coffee, obviously a little puzzled.

"Han, since they don't match from the cell to the body at all." Zhuo Li was obviously stumped.

Xiao Mohan was silent, sitting there, his silent black eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly got up.

He took off his jacket, threw it on the sofa, and walked forward handsomely, holding a black pen around the screen, drew and said: "It's actually very simple, consciousness!"

"Every brain has a unique consciousness. If his consciousness is transferred, it will replace another person!" Xiao Mohan said.

Xiao Mohan turned around, Chisao threw the black pen aside, and said: "Once the consciousness is replaced, the body owner will die, so this person's consciousness will replace the body owner and continue to live."

"Fuck! For this reason, Gu Yan, the body owner, used to be a flower-picking thief. For this reason, he consciously entered the flower-picking thief's body and was gradually infected by this lustful behavior of the body. For this reason... he also became a eroticist." Asking Shui came out, and then asked Xiao Mohan's words.

"Hmm." Xiao Mohan answered.

At this time, the fax machine rang, and Han Changqing got up and walked forward, fetched the fax information, and handed it to Xiao Mohan.

"Last night I asked Ah Qing to find people whose body and consciousness match. These people are interested in trying. This is the result." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, throwing the information to Zhuo Li.

Zuo Lin approached the information, looked through it a few times, and was shocked.

"In other words, thirty years ago, when technology was not yet developed, consciousness transfer was created to replace the function, and it succeeded?" Zhuo Li's voice was trembling, and he obviously couldn't believe it was true.

For this reason, Wenshui felt that Gu Yan was very familiar, because everyone had inertia in their actions.

"The person injured Xiao Jiajun last night and disappeared in S City. There is no news so far. I am afraid that he hid in our site, otherwise, he will not be unable to find it." Han Changqing whispered.

I just received the message, but I haven’t found that person yet.

With the power of Xiao Mohan, how could he not be able to find that person?

"A Qing." Xiao Mohan turned around, lowered his head and said solemnly to Han Changqing. Han Changqing listened, clenching his hands, and said respectfully to him: "Master, A Qing will go now."

Han Changqing turned around, took a sip of coffee, and walked out with an umbrella, vigorously.

(End of this chapter)