Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

Chapter 89 Absolutely - not bright!
a few hours later.

Zheng Jirong looked at the strange-shaped helmet in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Two light bulbs, mounted on the helmet like bunny ears.

There is also a wire connected to the back of the helmet, and the other end of the wire is connected to the large energy storage battery on the table.

After a while, Zheng Jirong said bravely: "Wenxi, is this the new invention you developed in a few hours?"

"That's right!" Vincent pointed to the helmet and explained: "I installed dozens of small steel pieces inside the helmet. When she put on the helmet and connected it to the power supply, the strong current would stimulate her cerebral cortex..."

"Okay, okay," Zheng Jirong interrupted quickly. He pointed at the two "ears" and asked, "What are the functions of these two light bulbs?"

Wenxi said seriously: "The light bulb is used to visually check whether the current is stable. If the current is abnormal, it will light up suddenly."

"What if the current is normal?"

"Absolutely - no light!"

"..."

Zheng Jirong nodded, "In that case, Wenxi, you should try it quickly. It's already very late now."

"it is good."

Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai saw this lunatic walking towards them with a helmet that looked like a "blood droplet".

Their hearts tightened, and they worriedly said to Zheng Jirong: "Brother Rong, why don't you wait first, Alai and I will help Yourong recall some past events and see if we can help her recover her memory."

"Yes, Brother Rong, it was unintentional to allow her to assassinate you. She has been brainwashed after all. There is no need to punish her with [Blood Drops], right?"

Seeing that the two senior brothers, who usually looked evil, looked at the tied junior sister with concern and distress.

Zheng Jirong sighed, "Ah Shou Ah Lai, I am doing this for her own good. She has been brainwashed into a murder tool. Believe it or not, if you let go of the rope, the first person she will kill will be me? I think Wenxi's method is quite good." It makes sense, you can definitely give it a try.”

He raised his hand and looked at his watch and said, "If your method doesn't work in one hour, then you have to use my method."

The two nodded heavily after listening.

three hours later.

Ling Lingqi spat out the chicken bones in her mouth and said to Wu Liushou and Wu Liushou: "Boss, it's been three hours. Let Wenxi get on quickly."

Zheng Jirong finished his supper, wiped his mouth and said, "Yes, Ah Shou, it's almost dawn. If you really can't bear to let her go, forget it, but you have to tie her up tightly."

Brother Wu Liushou sighed, and both said: "This is the only way, thank you Brother Rong."

"Yes, Brother Rong, thank you for letting Yourong go."

Zheng Jirong waved his hands and was about to speak when A Miao behind him suddenly said: "Brother Rong, since this woman is Brother Shou's junior sister and cannot be used for experiments, why not try that man? Isn't he also the Eight Hundred Dragons? 〗’s killer? Maybe he’s been brainwashed too?”

"hiss……"

Everyone looked at Amiao in surprise,

"Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier if you had this idea?"

"Yeah, it's almost dawn, and my butt is numb."

Snapped!
Zheng Jirong slapped the table.

"Bring me that man!"

After a while.

The killer codenamed "Free Man" looked in panic at Zheng Jirong and others who formed a circle and tightly surrounded him.

"I...I'm warning you not to mess around."

"Don't worry," Zheng Jirong patted him on the shoulder, "We are here to treat you."

"Cure? Why didn't I know I was sick?"

〖Free Man〗 was struggling to say something else, when he suddenly saw a bald man outside the crowd wearing tank tops, shorts, flip-flops, and a pair of reading glasses on his crooked face. He was holding a 〖blood droplet in his hand. Zi〗 came towards him.

"Help! Help!!"

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1 minute later.Everyone looked at the stunned [Free Man] in silence.

At this time, the light bulb on the left side of the helmet he was wearing had completely exploded, leaving only the broken tungsten wire sizzling.

Zheng Jirong paused and said, "Wenxi, what happened if the light bulb blew up?"

Da Vinci said seriously: "This means that the current is too stable. Don't worry! The invention is very successful. This kid will remember everything when he wakes up later!"

"..."

Wen Tailai secretly poked Wu Liu's hand and asked, "Did he just say that the invention was successful?"

Wu Liushou nodded strangely, "It seems so."

The two of them then looked overjoyed, luckily they didn't take their junior sister out for experiments.

One minute ago, after putting a helmet on the male killer, as soon as the current was turned on, the light bulb on the helmet exploded violently. The man trembled like an epileptic for hundreds of times, and then fainted to death. It's past.

At this time, Da Vinci brought a basin of cold water out of nowhere and poured it on the face of the fainted killer.

"what!!!"

The male killer suddenly woke up. He stood up suddenly and roared loudly.

Zheng Jirong put his fingers in his ears and asked, "Hey, are you awake?!"

After the male killer roared a few times, he stopped and looked at the people in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

Zheng Jirong and others looked at each other, wouldn't they just electrocute this kid into amnesia?
"You don't know us anymore?"

The male killer shook his head blankly, then closed his eyes tightly and shook his head vigorously. After shaking his head for more than a dozen times, he suddenly raised his head and said: "I remember, I remembered everything, I am Yao Long!"

"Yao Long?"

The male killer nodded, and then said to Zheng Jirong and others: "My name is Yao Long. My past memories were washed away by Tears Qilong using acupuncture. Thank you. Thanks to you, I can remember it again!"

Zheng Jirong saw that the gratitude on Yao Long's face didn't seem to be fake. He couldn't help but asked Lingling Qi in a low voice: "Brother, is Wenxi's invention a success?"

Linglingqi replied like a mosquito: "It seems so. This is the first time I have seen Wenxi's invention work."

Zheng Jirong turned to Yao Long and said seriously: "In order to save you, we spent a lot of effort, such as the helmet you are wearing, which cost a lot of money. Now that your memory has been restored, you will not only have two A verbal thank you?"

Hearing Zheng Jirong's words, Yao Long's face froze. He touched the back of his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "I am just a poor boy. I used to perform in Russia with my adoptive father. You want money, but I don't have it either."

"Don't worry, what we want is not money."

After talking to Yao Long, Zheng Jirong pointed to the helmet on his head and asked Da Vinci: "Vinci, can this helmet still be used now? If it can, give it to the female killer as soon as possible."

Da Vinci picked up the helmet from Yao Long's head and tapped it a few times with his fingers.

he~tui!

He spat violently on the other intact light bulb.

He held up his sleeves and wiped them carefully, after finishing a set of combos.

He said seriously: "It works. There is also a good light bulb."

".........Well, then you should try it on that woman quickly."

1 minute later.

Another bulb died honorably.

Wu Liu tapped several acupuncture points on the unconscious female killer's body.

After a few breaths, she slowly woke up.

"Master... senior brother?"

Wu Liu raised his hand and said excitedly: "Junior sister, you have finally recovered your memory!"

Yourong nodded excitedly, and after she turned her eyes to the people around her,
When she saw Zheng Jirong looking at her with a smile, he didn't know what he thought of, his face turned red and he turned his head away.

　Yesterday, the title of Chapter 1 was wrong. Of course, the content is correct. Now I have contacted the editor to change it back.You hit me and scolded me, and I admit it. It is true that I did something wrong.It affects readers’ reading experience.

　　
　
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