It's Wei Qingyun.

As he walked slowly, there was a fierce murderous aura on his body.

Zhou Shaogui was shocked, and then put on a smiling face: "Ah, Mr. Wei, what's the matter?" Job done? ”

"Not yet." Wei Qingyun said coldly.

"Oh, yes, there are some problems, the reason why he may have been under house arrest for a long time, Lao Feng's spirit seems to be something wrong."

"It seems so." Wei Qingyun said, walked to the opposite side of Zhou Shaogui and sat down.

"Mr. Thanksgiving, please take a break, let's get back to work."

As he spoke, Zhou Shaogui sent a candy plate to Wei Qingyun and poured him a glass of warm water for him.

Wei Qingyun peeled off a piece of chocolate, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Don't you ask, how are they?" Wei Qingyun said with a smile.

"They? Oh yes, are they taking care of Lao Feng down there? Zhou Shaogui smiled smirkedly.

"No, I tied them up."

Wei Qingyun said, a cold light burst out of his eyes.

"Hahahaha, so what?" Zhou Shaogui suddenly let out a low sneer, and replied arrogantly: "You so-called righteous men and gentlemen are all the same fools. ”

He already had an extra * in his hand, the muzzle of the black hole, aimed at Wei Qingyun's heart.

An hour and a half ago.

Wei Qingyun, led by two bodyguards, came to a clean and tidy room on the basement floor.

Wei Qingyun looked around casually.

According to Zhou Shaogui, the basement was specially built for Feng Yi'an, who had become a vegetative person on a boat on the high seas two months ago.

Although the room is spotlessly cleaned, and the bedding and bedding are also clean, no matter how good the quality of the sheets and quilt covers is, they will leave traces after washing for a long time, and no matter how clean they are, they are different from new.

Moreover, the various equipment here is too professional for temporary neural infiltration, and I have done it myself for so many years, and I only occasionally use all of these equipment.

Unless—

"Mr. Wei, can you start?" A bodyguard spoke, interrupting Wei Qingyun's thoughts.

"Wait for me for five minutes, and I'll familiarize myself with the environment."

Wei Qingyun said, smiling at the bodyguard and the white coat that was taking care of Feng Yi'an.

The white coat didn't speak, just nodded and smiled.

His face was pale, and he seemed to have been working in a confined environment for a long time.

Wei Qingyun was very punctual, and he lay on another hospital bed 5 minutes later.

"We're going to launch the Neural Infiltration Device, and the other two computers are functional computers with the Neuron Mapping Plugin." One of the bodyguards confessed two sentences.

Wei Qingyun first came to Feng Yi'an's neuron realm, which was like outside the gate of a family.

Those celebrities and rich people often set security locks on this layer.

The picture Wei Qingyun saw was a brain suspended in the boundless space, and a huge transparent crystal wall was separated between the brain and Wei Qingyun.

It's beautiful.

To do this, it must have cost a lot of money at the beginning, and it was the work of a first-class master.

Wei Qingyun put his palm flat on the crystal wall, and his vision changed again, and a sky-blue crystal keyboard appeared on the wall.

Wei Qingyun entered the password in turn, and the crystal wall disappeared.

Wei Qingyun swam towards the brain suspended between the galactic stars.

The pink brain beats rhythmically, and there is a layer of light blue fluorescence floating on the surface, which is very gentle and soft.

Wei Qingyun concentrated his attention and made a safe infiltration suit for himself - because it was a deep infiltration, the other party was a high-IQ brain worker, with extremely rich thoughts and experience, and his memory, consciousness, and subconscious were all very contagious, and he needed a safe infiltration suit to protect himself.

Of course, unlike ordinary clothes, it is more like a film that covers Wei Qingyun's whole body.

When Wei Qingyun approached the "brain", he found that it was so huge, as magnificent as a three-story villa.

Wei Qingyun stretched out a finger and touched the blue light film that wrapped the "brain", it was safe.

Immediately, he inserted his finger into it and slowly slashed it downward, and when the cut was big enough, Wei Qingyun drilled into it with a fierce force.

"Hum—"

Wei Qingyun's brain was stunned, and his body was spinning wildly like a kite with a broken string.

He was out of control.

Smack- Slap-

Bang - Bang -

Something kept hitting each other, and something even smashed on him and hit him in the face.

Although this is Feng Yi'an's world of consciousness, the pain that all kinds of blows brought to Wei Qingyun is real.

"," Wei Qingyun was secretly shocked in his heart, "Consciousness storm? What's going on? From the outside, he was very peaceful. ”

A huge table slammed into Wei Qingyun, and he leaned his body against the table, rolling as the table continued to roll—

No, it's Feng Yi'an's consciousness that has a problem, usually this space is his memory palace, but everything in his consciousness has lost its sense of direction, just like in weightless space, the sense of orientation up and down, left, right, southeast, northwest, and northwest has all disappeared.

Wei Qingyun stuck on the table, constantly kicking away and pushing away all kinds of objects that were smashed in front of him.

There are computers, books, vases, dining tables, and even all kinds of messy dishes, chopsticks, and pieces of paper.

There are also huge concrete walls and glass that are also moving slowly.

Wei Qingyun found the right point of borrowing, and jumped up to a cement wall in a few jumps, the movement speed of these cement walls was very slow, and it felt much more comfortable to cling to it.

It's weird, not like the tides of consciousness and the storm of consciousness, the movement of these objects is irregular.

There seems to be some force moving these things around, but it is aimless, just like two kindergarten children snatching toys in a toy box, taking them this way, taking them that way, but they don't know what they really want.

Multiple personalities? A terrible thought flashed through me.

The world of consciousness of people with multiple personalities is simply the most dangerous place in the world, how can this be?

, Hong Tianbao gave him this question in the "Sneaking Target Inquiry List", and he obviously asked Feng Yi'an if he had multiple personalities? Is there a history of mental illness?

Zhou Shaogui's answers were all negative, not multiple personalities, and no history of mental illness.

However, this situation is obviously a conscious phenomenon that can only be found by dual or multiple personalities.

When a person with multiple personalities transitions from one personality to another, all of his personalities will be awakened for a short time, constantly competing for their own part of the brain memory and consciousness.

Fortunately, Feng Yi'an's two personalities are gentle and generous, and the movement speed of these objects is relatively slow, so that they will not cause much harm to themselves.

He had to be hypnotized to stabilize both of his personalities.

Thinking of this, Wei Qingyun moved to the edge of the world of consciousness, stepped on a table and jumped up with his strength, tearing open the light blue film of light.

Wei Qingyun retreated, still returning to Feng Yi'an's neuronal realm.

There is no end to the vast universe, and the magnificent pink brain is like a palace* solemn, and no one would have thought that the world inside is so sparkling and treacherous.

Wei Qingyun submerged his hands in the light blue light film, directly touched the surface of the "brain", and hypnotized "it" with gentle massage techniques and weak biocurrents.

Five minutes later, Wei Qingyun once again removed the membrane that was shrouded outside Feng Yi'an's Consciousness Palace, and the inside had stabilized.

Wei Qingyun entered again, letting his body slowly fall.

It is a lakeside villa with a turquoise lake in front of it.

The architectural style is heavily influenced by Wright and Meyer, and the main body of the building consists of three rectangular white cement boxes, with extensive use of glass except for the load-bearing walls.

The villa is hidden in the shade of several tall and lush banyan trees, deeply immersed in the embrace of nature.

It's strange, how can there be only one memory palace, if it's a dual personality, it should be two memory palaces.

Wei Qingyun stood on the surface of the vast lake, trying to restrain his inner curiosity and impulse, if his mood fluctuated too much, it might cause the other party's consciousness to be confused again.

This villa is consistent with the information provided by Zhou Shaogui, and it is Feng Yi'an's own home.

It may be that Feng Yi'an likes the lake in his home too much, so in his consciousness, this lake has become extremely vast, and the whole building and garden seem to float on the sea.

The sky and water are colorful, and the white buildings and trees in the lake reflect each other.

Wei Qingyun lightly stepped on the water and came to the lawn of Feng Yi'an's house, and the air was filled with the smell of medicine.