Chapter 58 Chapter 17 Voluntary Surgery

The phone is connected. "Hello, it is parry liao speaking." "hello, it is hongkong policeman speaking, are you free for answering some questions?" "Policeman? Hongkong? Thats my friends home number, what happened?" "what's your friend's name?" "Yanjun Mountain." The other party's Chinese pronunciation was very standard. "You said your name was parry liao, are you Chinese?" "Yes, I am." The other party paused, "My Chinese name is Liao Zhongwen, we can communicate in Chinese." Jun Ze wiped his sweat, "This is the best. Your friend Yan Junshan had an accident. To be precise, we suspect that he was murdered. Now we need your help."

"Murder? It's impossible. We only talked on the phone last month, how could it be..." "Mr. Liao, Yan Junshan has indeed been killed. We contacted you to solve the case as soon as possible. I think this is also your hope." "What can I do for you?" "We found a mobile phone among the relics specially kept by Yanjun Mountain, and found your phone number from the inside of the phone. Obviously, this is probably the death message left by Yanjun Mountain to us." Situ said. "You suspect it's me?" The other party found it incredible.

"Originally, but now we have a new idea." Mo Fei said, "You should be the one who can help us solve the mystery." "What mystery?" "This mobile phone has a built-in chip, which looks the same as an ordinary mobile phone chip, but this chip is not a mobile phone chip. We suspect that Yanjunshan has stored some important information in this chip, but we Unable to open and interpret this chip. Mr. Liao, in the last few conversations, has Yan Junshan revealed anything about the chip to you?" "I think you're right," said the other, "that I should be the one who can help solve the mystery."

"Really? That's great!" Jun Ze couldn't hide his joy. "Don't get too excited," the other said thoughtfully. "Until I test that chip, I can't be sure. And even if my guess is correct, it may not help you understand what's in it. " "Why is that?" Mo Fei couldn't understand. "This... It's hard for me to explain clearly for a while, so let's do it, I happen to be going to Hong Kong tomorrow for an academic exchange, so I'll talk to you about it later." "That's great!" Jun Ze was very happy, "Wait, academic exchange? Are you?"

"Brain surgeon." The other party answered succinctly. Brain surgeon, five simple words left Jun Ze and the others completely speechless.Doctor, doctor, doctor.The doctor died, the suspect was a doctor, and even the person who assisted in the investigation was a doctor.What kind of body and soul is wrapped under each white coat? Two days later, in the reception room of the police station, a man in his sixties with a slightly disabled right hand sat between Junze and Situ, holding the chip in his left hand to observe carefully. "How? What kind of chip is it?" Situ asked.

"Young man, you are too impatient. I can't draw a conclusion just by looking at it with my eyes." Liao Zhongwen said slowly. "Then how do we do it?" Jun Ze asked. "Can you lend me your laboratory?" Liao Zhongwen made a bold request, "I want to do biological tests." "Biological test?" Situ was puzzled, "This chip?" "If it is really the death message left by Yanjun Mountain, it is not a simple physical chip. Although I have doubts, I haven't tested it. I can't give you a conclusion. I must be responsible for my words."

Junze and Situ looked at each other and agreed.An hour later, when Liao Zhongwen came out of the laboratory, Jun Ze and Situ immediately surrounded him. Liao Zhongwen said excitedly: "My guess is correct, this is indeed a brain chip." "Brain chip?" Situ was dumbfounded, "What do you mean?" "It's the electronically simulated brain memory area," Liao Zhongwen sat down and continued, "Through the biological information transfer program, human brain cells can be analyzed and interpreted, and the memories in the human brain can be copied and stored on electronic chips, and then transmitted through the brain. Surgery implants a chip into another person's brain to share memory. Because the chip carries the information in the brain, we call it a brain chip."

"Yan Junshan also understands this?" Jun Ze asked. "Of course, he and I met when we were learning brain chip skills." "The brain chip carries the memory of the brain, but what does a person need another person's memory for?" Situ asked. "I can't answer this question. We study the brain chip as a technology. As for the clinical application, I haven't tried it yet." "Then what is the purpose of Yanjunshan leaving such a chip?" Jun Ze stared at the chip like cross-eyed. "You say this is the death message he left on purpose," Liao Zhongwen guessed, "could it be his memory about the murderer?"

"That's his own memory!" Jun Ze was surprised, "Can I also copy and store my own memory?" "It's just making chips instead of transplanting chips. He doesn't need to brainstorm for himself. Of course he can do it." Liao Zhongwen explained. "Then how do we interpret it?" Situ asked the point. Liao Zhongwen shook his head, "We call it a brain chip, not only because it carries brain information, but also because it can only operate in the brain environment. Computers without word software cannot read The brain chip is the same for word documents. The biological test I did just now is to prove that its operating environment must be the human brain."

"According to what you say, this chip is useless in our hands?" Situ said. "No, otherwise why would the murderer think so hard to get it." Jun Ze said. "It's not that there is no solution, it's just that...the price is too high." Liao Zhongwen was a little helpless. "What way?" Jun Ze listened. "Find someone to perform the operation and use the brain to interpret the chip." Liao Zhongwen said. "You mean, do living body experiments?" Situ was a little worried, "Can it be successful?" "Half and half," Liao Zhongwen dared not promise anything, "If the operation is successful, the person performing the operation will have the memory stored in the chip of Yan Junshan, but if the operation fails, the chip may be destroyed due to the sudden cessation of brain waves , if that happens, not only will the murderer not be caught, but another life will be lost."

Junze and Situ looked at each other. "Even if all dangers are ruled out," Liao Zhongwen continued, "who is willing to undergo such an operation?" "I am willing." Jun Ze said. "Junze!" Situ called him, even though he already had a premonition. "Quiet and Anran, because the murderer is still lying in the hospital, if I can find the murderer, I will not hesitate to pay any price." "So, who will perform this operation?" Liao Zhongwen was still helpless. "Can't you do it?" Situ asked. "You have also seen it," Liao Zhongwen raised his right hand, "Two years ago my laboratory exploded, my right hand was injured, and I can no longer perform any operations." Jun Ze slapped the table with his palm. "Is there no one else who can do it?" Situ asked again. "That's Yanjun Mountain." Liao Zhongwen knew that this was a meaningless answer. Jun Ze's eyes dimmed, and Situ also fell silent for a while. "Or..." Liao Zhongwen seemed to have thought of someone, and attracted Situ and Junze's expectant eyes, "There is someone who might do it too." "Who?" They both asked in unison. Liao Zhongwen adjusted his glasses, "Mencius." An Ran was leaning on the hospital bed, the apple in her hand was twirling rhythmically, unscrewed the thin skin, and coiled it into a flower shape. "He agreed?" "Yeah." Jun Ze handed over the plate and took the apple peel. An Ran gnawed on the apple and stopped talking.One bite after another, the apple flesh filled her mouth, so that she didn't have to force herself to say what she didn't want to say, and she didn't have to hold back a word she wanted to say. "I can trust Mencius' medical skills." Jun Ze snatched the apple from An Ran's hand. "Can you trust his people?" An Ran said. Jun Ze was stunned.Did she doubt Mencius, or did she doubt his trust in Mencius? "Just pretend I didn't say it." An Ran snatched back the apple and continued to eat it. "You can't trust him?" Jun Ze asked. "I don't trust surgery." An Ran said, "Any surgery may fail, and it has nothing to do with doctors." "Answer my question." Jun Ze insisted.He faintly felt that his guess about the relationship between An Ran and Mencius had gone wrong. "Yes, I can't trust him." An Ran said, "Don't ask me why, I don't know why either." Jun Ze was silent for a moment, "An Ran, this is a case, two people are dead, and we don't have any clues except that chip." An Ran stopped talking, and said after a long time: "Could it be that Fei and Situ also agree with your operation?" "They wanted to replace me, but I refused." Jun Ze said, "Situ is allergic to anesthetics, so he must be a policeman." "So I'm out of the game?" An Ran scratched her head, and threw the leftover apple into the trash can, "No one in the police station would do such a stupid thing except you and Situ, two idiots." Jun Ze didn't speak. "You go." An Ran said suddenly. "Really?" Jun Ze said gratefully. An Ran looked at Jun Ze, "Because the only woman in Yan Junshan's life is gone." Jun Ze looked at her, he understood that she was afraid that Yan Junshan's memory would divide his love for her.He went over to hug her, "If that woman is still alive, I will drag Situ to the operating table and let him replace me. Anyway, he doesn't have a woman." "You are reluctant!" An Ran laughed at him. "I'm reluctant," Jun Ze gently kissed An Ran's hand, "It's you." An Ran smiled without saying a word.She knew she couldn't stop him, and she wasn't worried that he would really fall in love with someone else. What she was worried about was another person. Jun Ze was pushed into the operating room, An Jing, An Ran and Mo Fei all came to see him off.The moment the door closed, An Ran felt a pain in her heart for no reason, and felt that something was broken.She asked Mo Fei to send Jing Jing back to rest, while she stayed quietly in a corner. "The operation is about to happen, what else do I need to ask?" Mencius popped up suddenly, "You invited me here, right? A private meeting before the operation is against the rules." "You promise, he will come out alive, safe and healthy." An Ran looked at Mencius. "I promise, he will come out alive, safe and healthy." Mencius did not hesitate. "If you can't do it, you know the consequences." An Ran added. "I have already promised, so there is no if." Mencius walked away.He walked into the operating room, faced Jun Ze, thought through An Ran's words just now, then smiled strangely, and said to Jun Ze: "The operation is about to start, are you ready?" "Let's start." Jun Ze said calmly. The anesthetic flowed into Jun Ze's blood along his veins, and he gradually fell asleep.Mencius looked at the data on the instrument, smiled slightly, "Start the operation." A week later, in the white ward, Jun Ze opened his eyes. "Jun Ze, are you awake?" An Ran called softly. Jun Ze looked hard at the people in front of him, some he knew and some he didn't. "You called me... what?" An Ran was taken aback, and everyone around her was taken aback.An Ran was a little scared, she knew that the heartache outside the operating room was not accidental. "Jun Ze." She called his name again. "Who is Jun Ze?" Jun Ze showed innocent eyes, "My surname is not Jun." An Ran stopped talking, and only turned her face to the door of the ward. Through the rectangular glass, she saw a pair of strange eyes staring at herself. "Who are you?" Situ suppressed the anxiety in his heart and asked.He has a hunch, and he needs confirmation. Jun Ze moved his lips, "Yan Junshan." No one asked any more questions.