Of course, the neuronal mapping plugin requires the cooperation of the infiltrator. Therefore, the wild nerve infiltrators who do the dirty work have not been exterminated.

"Hehe," Wei Qingyun sneered: "Boss Zhou, you probably don't know, this technology is very unstable, and the information that comes out is often garbled, which is equivalent to useless." ”

"At this point, Mr. Wei, please rest assured, don't forget that I am also a master of computer programs, I improved that software, and the success rate is very high." Zhou Shaogui saw that things had taken a turn for the better, and said confidently.

Wei Qingyun immediately raised his vigilance and said coldly: "What? Looking at this meaning, Mr. Zhou has been prepared? ”

"No, no, no, Mr. Wei, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, I'm also forced to be helpless, I optimized the program overnight last night, and now I'm also holding the attitude of trying it out, betting, I, I, I'm really desperate."

"No, Mr. Zhou, please be smart about this transaction, you understand the rules of our industry."

"Mr. Wei, you-you can't see death without help."

"Mr. Zhou laughed, now it's your boss Zhou who insists on putting this soul-breaking rope on my neck, why is it that I can't save it when I see death."

"Hey, Mr. Wei, Wei Daxia, you, you better listen to this first."

After speaking, Zhou Shaogui took his mobile phone and turned on the call recording just now.

Wei Qingyun pretended to be surprised as if he heard this conversation for the first time, but he still refused Zhou Shaogui's request.

"No, Boss Zhou, you understand the rules of our industry."

"Plus a three-carat diamond."

Wei Qingyun shook his head.

"Two more, two more, as long as Mr. Wei nods, I will send it to your agent, Mr. Wei, that's all I can take out right now."

Wei Qingyun thought for a while, nodded reluctantly, and asked, "Do you have a security key?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I made a memory safety lock with Lao Feng back then, and we know each other's keys."

Since the maturity of neural infiltration technology, a new security service has been born to add safety locks to people's consciousness systems - of course, the people who can enjoy this service are the rich politicians, celebrities, and bigwigs in academia and research.

Zhou Shaogui immediately smiled, in order to show his sincerity, he first went to take two three-carat pure diamonds, wrapped them, and called the courier robot to send them to the Peace Hotel, and Hong Tianbao received them.

"It's time to go." Seeing the courier robot leave, Wei Qingyun smiled and greeted.

The nerve infiltration equipment in the basement was ready, and Feng Yi'an's brain had been connected.

Zhou Shaogui instructed two bodyguards to take Wei Qingyun down, while he cut a cigar, lit it slowly with a long match, and buried his body heavily in the sofa.

Zhou Shaogui let out a sigh of relief, picked up the headphones on the table, pinned them to his ears, and played the recording of the call just now over and over again, with a little smugness on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Shaogui seemed quite patient at this time, and after more than 30 minutes, it was not until a bodyguard came up that he put out the cigar and carefully put it back into a fine silver cigar barrel.

"Boss, it's already okay."

"Okay."

In the basement, there was also a doctor in a white coat, who saw Zhou Shaogui coming down, smiled and nodded.

Zhou Shaogui returned a satisfied smile and walked straight to the computer on the side.

In addition to the dedicated mainframe needed for nerve diving, there are two computers that are busy at work.

One of the computers is a "monitoring terminal", and its function is to display the "picture" that Wei Qingyun is working on at the moment, that is, the document that Wei Qingyun "read" in Feng Yi'an's mind.

The role of the other computer is to "transcribe", and directly transfer the content of the "screen" obtained from the monitoring into the programming software.

In this way, once the "read" is complete, the entire software is written. There is no need to transcribe it again.

Zhou Shaogui first inspected the computer responsible for "transcription" and read one of the codes, and the result was very satisfying.

"Lao Feng, Lao Feng, you are the biggest beneficiary of neural infiltration technology, if it weren't for them, you would have worked hard in the past few years, I'm afraid you would have been buried in the depths of your mind."

Zhou Shaogui clapped his palms lightly and walked to Feng Yi'an's bedside.

It was a man of nearly forty years of age, who had been in a coma in bed for many years, making him look older, with gray sideburns, a thin body, and a pale complexion.

His hospital bed, sheets, and blue and white striped hospital gown were clean, and his face and hair were neatly tied.

His breathing was even, and his eyeballs moved rhythmically under his eyelids.

"His body can't support it for long, and if he doesn't strengthen his physical training, he can support it for another year at most."

The doctor in the white coat said in broken Chinese, listening to the accent, it should be Japanese or Korean.

"One year, that's enough, but, do you know, it's very sad for me to say this, he is a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years."

Zhou Shaogui gently pulled out a wet tissue and wiped it on Feng Yi'an's haggard face with great pity.

The atmosphere is a little ambiguous, where is this situation like a confidant, more like taking care of his lover.

"What about me?" The doctor asked, somewhat numb.

"Hehe," Zhou Shaogui straightened up, helped his glasses, and replied elegantly: "You ask like this, not only insulting my IQ, but also insulting your own mind." ”

"You know everything?" The doctor's face was also pale, and he asked in some surprise.

Zhou Shaogui smiled and nodded.

"Then I can still stand here and talk to you, I really want to thank you."

"You don't have to be presumptuous, as long as you hide those things well, don't be found by a second person besides you, we can all enjoy our old age happily."

Zhou Shaogui's eyes were cold, full of warnings.

"Boss, there's a situation." A bodyguard said, pointing to the computer screen of the "monitoring terminal".

What used to be a constant line of code has become very chaotic.

"Here we go again."

Zhou Shaogui said in frustration, and quickly closed the "transcription" program on the other computer.

"Do you want to give him a sedative?" The doctor asked cautiously, he was referring to giving Wei Qingyun a sedative.

"No, it's not his problem, Wei Qingyun is a master, it took so long for this situation to happen, it means that he does have two hits, wait and see."

The result of waiting is even more frustrating, and the picture presented on the "monitoring terminal" is already completely garbled.

After another moment, even the picture disappeared.

"What's going on?" The bodyguards and the doctor screamed.

"It's Wei Qingyun, he took off the camera of the neuron mapper inside."

"Camera? He brought a camera into Feng Yi'an's head? One of the bodyguards asked stupidly.

"It's just a metaphor, the neuronal mapping program will form a camera-like tool in Wei Qingyun's consciousness, of course, not a camera in reality."

Zhou Shaogui said calmly.

"What is he doing here?" Even the white coat was a little confused.

"Don't panic, the microcurrent of the neuron mapping plug-in will affect the operation of Lao Feng's brain, and the confusion just now may be caused by the stimulation of that current, and he did this to better solve the problem."

"Are you so sure?" The doctor was a little skeptical of Zhou Shaogui's judgment.

"I'm a little skeptical that I'm overestimating you, Your Excellency Hikaru Kobayashi."

Zhou Shaogui looked at the white coat contemptuously and said coldly.