After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Chapter 89

"Then just follow this line of investigation." Qianzhe Mian pulled out a piece of paper and gave it to her, "Write down the clues you remember and mark the ones you are not sure about, and then take this paper to Xiulian and Xiao Xiao, they will check it for you."

"Okay." Ji Anrao took the piece of paper and started writing seriously.

"After you finish writing, remember to study the medical records carefully. I have something to do and I have to go to Country R." Qian Zhemian glanced at his phone and left in a hurry.

Ji Anrao looked at her retreating back and said to himself: "Strange, where are you going, teacher? Why are you in such a hurry?"

*
Two hours later, Qian Zhemian got off the helicopter wearing a windbreaker. Xiuzhu was already waiting for her: "Teacher Mo, you are here. The teacher is almost bald with worry."

"Well, don't panic, I'll go take a look."

When I walked to the second floor, I saw Yuncheng sitting alone on a chair in a daze.

"Yun Cheng, what's wrong with this?" Qian Zhemian walked over and briefly glanced at the paper in his hand, "Country R Criminal Investigation Bureau? What's wrong with this?"

"You know, I'm from anthropology." Yuncheng handed her another piece of paper, "There was a major air crash on the border between country A and country R. The investigation bureau invited me to investigate together. They said it was an invitation. You We also know what a bastard the Investigation Bureau is, their invitation is just a request, it’s just that the word ‘invitation’ is spelled out better.”

"This is simple." Qian Zhemian took out a piece of paper and scrawled something on it. He took out a seal from his pocket and said, "Yuncheng, do you have any ink pad here?"

"Yes, what do you want to do?" Yuncheng got up and went to find the ink pad.

"Just give it to me." Qian Zhemian stretched out his hand, took the ink pad thrown by Yun Cheng, and stamped a seal on the paper, "Xiuzhu, come here, and send this paper over after the seal dries. Bureau of Investigation.”

"Mo Jue, what are you doing?" Yuncheng took the paper and read it slowly, "I'm sorry to compete with your bureau, but Yuncheng is currently the S-level project leader of the highest research institute in Continent C. The research has reached a critical stage. Please forgive him for not being distracted from participating in other projects. Director of the highest research institute in Continent C, Mo Jue."

"Is this the official seal of the institute?" Yuncheng raised his head in disbelief, "Will this worsen the relationship between the investigation bureau and the institute?"

"When I snatched you back, our relationship was already as bad as it could be. It doesn't matter." Qianzhe Mian said nonchalantly, "The seal should be dry, Xiuzhu, just send it over. Remember to take the one I gave you before." badge and gun."

"Understood, Teacher Mo." Xiuzhu left in a hurry.

"Why did you ask Xiuzhu to send it off? I'm just a disciple. What if..." Yuncheng stood on the second floor and looked down uneasily.

"You can believe in the strength of the people I trained." Qianzhe Mian didn't panic at all, sitting on the chair and starting to make tea, "Come, try my tea, my memory has recovered a little recently, and I remember making tea when I was a child. Son."

"It is indeed better than before." Yuncheng took a sip, "Now I am more and more curious about what life you lived before. Weren't you kidnapped when you were seven years old? How did you learn so many things before you were seven years old? "

"Maybe it's because I have a higher IQ?" Qianzhe Mian tilted his head, "I didn't talk much when I was a child. My parents thought there was something wrong with my brain and that I had autism, so they took me to the hospital. , and after checking, it was found that there was nothing wrong, except that the IQ was frighteningly high." "Listening to what you said, I am very curious about the IQ of your parents." Yuncheng sat down and sipped the tea slowly.

"It feels like 180." Qianzhe Mian recalled the conversations his parents had in their spare time. "Their minds move very quickly and they are thinking on the same channel. Basically, they only need to say no more than ten words to talk about something. Each other can understand each other's meaning by heart. When I was a child, because my mind was not on the same channel as theirs, I often couldn't understand what they were saying."

"Later, as I grew older and understood more things, I could understand what they were saying. Sometimes I had to stop and wait for them to think." When it comes to his parents, Qian Zhemian talks more. "I was born with a lack of emotion. Because of this, I was often called 'cold-blooded' because I didn't shed a single tear when my parents passed away. But I'm not completely emotionless. Maybe I just feel less sad than ordinary people?"

Qianzhe Mian tilted his head and looked at the tea cup in front of him, his eyes far away, looking at himself through the tea: "It's not just a feeling of sadness. My emotions are generally less than ordinary people, but this is not entirely a bad thing. Without emotions, I You can stay rational at all times, so that you don’t make any mistakes.”

"What about your current partners?" Yuncheng asked.

"I did not regard them as partners before, I only regarded them as my machines." Qianzhe Mian put down the tea cup, "But later, as I experienced more things, the missing part of the emotion seemed to come back, so I put them down Treat him as his own partner, or rather, one of his own."

"I will have emotions for my own people, but I still have no emotions for outsiders." She frowned, "Just like when I heard you say there was a plane crash, my emotions didn't fluctuate at all. I just felt that if you didn't want to participate in the investigation, I would Use my power to fish you out, that’s all.”

"It seems that your condition has not improved." Yuncheng said slowly, "I thought your affective disorder had improved, but it turns out it has not."

"If not, then there won't be. Why do I need that little emotion? Will it affect my judgment?" Qianzhe Mian smiled carelessly, "I'll lend you your computer."

"Please."

Qian Zhemian sat down in front of the computer and entered a string of codes very quickly. Several surveillance screens appeared on the computer screen.

"This is this?" Yuncheng stood behind her and asked in surprise.

"Real-time monitoring by the Investigation Bureau." Qian Zhemian kept typing on the keyboard with his fingers, quickly switching to the surveillance screen of the room where Xiuzhu was.

"Awesome, can you do this?" Yuncheng sighed.

"It's nothing. Everyone who graduates from the graduate school should get a doctorate degree in at least six courses, right?" Qianzhe Mian said calmly, "What's more, the senior management of the research institute should know a little bit about everything."

"It turns out I'm not worthy anymore." Yuncheng said with a smile.

"The entry criteria for the Supreme Research Institute is nine doctoral degrees." Qianzhe Mian explained seriously, "If you want to sit in a high-level position at the Supreme Research Institute, you need at least three personal letters of recommendation from the deans of the subordinate research institutes. , if you want to be the dean, you need personal letters of recommendation from the deans of all affiliated research institutes.”

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