"Hey! Who are you calling Fatty?" The expert who was called Fatty was a little angry.

"You are the fat man! Among the five of us, you are the fattest! Your real name is so long, who can remember it? Let's just call you Fat Man!" Peter An said plausibly.

"Okay, it's just a fat man, it's really hard to remember my name." The fat man said bitterly.

"Qin An'an, you live with Fu Shiting every day. You know best whether Fu Shiting is a robot." Peter An'an returned to the topic, "Are there any abnormalities in his speaking habits and behavior?"

Qin An'an said without thinking: "I can tell you with absolute certainty that Fu Shiting is no different from before. He has his own independent thinking mode, including his conditioned reflex behavior, which is the same as before. He is not being manipulated. So this assumption

You can cross it out."

The three people headed by Fatty all showed regretful expressions.

"Pete An, have you read Zuo Mingzhu's research information? What do you think?" Qin Anan asked.

"If it is that special device that maintains Fu Shiting's life now, and Fu Shiting's entire thinking mode is the same as before, don't you find it very contradictory? Didn't you say that Zuo Mingzhu can control him? How did Zuo Mingzhu control him?

A computer or a special remote control device?" Pit An put forward his own idea, "Now that Zuo Mingzhu is dead, you should find the thing that can control Fu Shiting."

"Yes! Peter An and I have the same idea. As long as we have a controller, we can work backwards and make the device in Fu Shiting's head!" Someone agreed.

Qin Anan also wants to find the controller. The problem is that he doesn't even know where Zuo Ying is now. How to find the controller?

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"An'an, let's talk alone." Peter pulled Qin An'an out of the room.

"Is there anything we can't talk about in the conference room?" Qin Anan asked.

"Because I don't have any use for them." Peter An pulled Qin An'an downstairs, "I want to see the device in Fu Shiting's brain, please let me see it!"

"Didn't I send him the CT scan of his brain? Didn't you see it?" Qin Anan was confused, "I remember clearly that I put it in a cardboard box."

"No. What I want to see is not the CT film." Pit An leaned into her ear and whispered, "Let's open his head and take a look at that device! Use a high-definition camera to record its appearance.

Can we do research? It doesn't matter what Zuo Mingzhu or the remote control is! The most important breakthrough is actually Fu Shiting!"

It must be said that Peter's mind is very flexible.

This is a method that Qin Anan has never thought of.

The reason she didn't think about it was because Fu Shiting had just been operated on by Zuo Mingzhu. There were still wounds on his head, and his brain couldn't bear to open it again.

"Not now." Qin Anan refused, "His brain won't be able to bear it. I can't let him bear risks beyond my ability."

"Okay! I know it's not the time yet. When his wound recovers, if we haven't made a breakthrough by then, just follow the method I just said! I think he should agree, after all, we are doing this for

Save him."

"We'll talk about this later. Now think of other ways."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Anan left the secret research base composed of six of them and went to the city to buy chestnuts.

On the way, she sent a message to Fu Shiting and asked him what he was doing.

He quickly replied to her message: at home.

Qin Anan looked at the message he sent and was stunned for a moment: Where is Xiaohan?

He replied instantly again: He was also at home.

Qin Anan felt a little suffocated.
Chapter completed!