I have special communication skills

Chapter 149
Yang Mianmian's treatment was not going well. Brown said: "Her physical indicators are normal. I am afraid that finding her cause is a difficult project."

Brown's attitude was open and honest, without any exaggeration or concealment, and he also directly talked about Yang Mianmian's condition in front of Yang Mianmian.

Yang Mianmian was really a little disappointed, Yang Xiaoyang couldn't help feeling: "It's a long way to go."

"I will arrange another inspection next week." Before leaving, Brown wrote a note to Yang Mianmian, saying, "Don't be too pessimistic, God has his own arrangements for us.

Afterwards, a ticket to the meteorite exhibition held by their research laboratory was attached as a gift.

Yang Mianmian: "..." Is it really good for a scientific person to tell me about God?She slandered while putting the tickets in her pocket.

Jing Chu was prepared in his heart, knowing that things would definitely not go so smoothly, and that this would definitely be a long-term war of resistance, but if Yang Mianmian devoted too much of his mind to this matter, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Let's go and see, it's like a vacation."

But the holiday was spoiled when they were about to leave, when someone knocked on their hotel room door and showed their ID: "FBI."

Yang Mianmian: "..." She couldn't help but hold her forehead, and began to growl in her heart, "I can't even hear it, why did my physique remain unchanged after the accident? !"

Yang Xiaoyang pushed his glasses, with a deep expression on his face: "It's a trick of fate, God's arrangement..."

Fortunately, the FBI didn't come here because they were involved in any case, and it didn't even have much to do with Yang Mianmian, they came here for Xiao Tian.

After absconding abroad, Xiao Tian joined an international smuggling organization and successfully won a place for himself with his super-high counterfeiting ability. After committing crimes in the United States many times, he was finally targeted by the FBI.

After learning that Xiao Tian had committed crimes in China, they contacted the Chinese police for assistance, and Director Liu told them that Jing Chu is now in the United States.

The attitude of the other party was very polite. Jing Chu invited them in and answered every question. Yang Mianmian looked at him and then at his watch. The exhibition time is from ten in the morning to four in the afternoon, and today is the last day. And in order to sleep more in the morning, it is already a little faster now, and it will be too late if I don't go.

But it is clear that the rigorous FBI does not intend to end the call in a short time.

"I'll go by myself." Yang Mianmian took Jing Chu's hand, "Come and see me when you're all right?"

Jing Chu was not at ease at first, but remembering Jing Qin's previous advice, he took back his words and stroked her hair very naturally: "Then you should be careful on the road, okay?"

After so many years, Yang Mianmian is good at recognizing the shape of lips, and roughly understood what he meant, nodded, and carried her backpack: "Okay."

One of the two FBIs who came today is an expert in behavior analysis. She has long wine-red hair. She keenly sensed Yang Mianmian's incongruity: "Is that lady..." She nodded. ear.

Jing Chu nodded: "Yes."

The policewoman obviously showed a trace of sympathy: "Then is it okay to let her go out alone?"

"She's not as fragile as you think." As soon as Jing Chu's words came out, a huge rock fell in his heart. He thought, Yang Mianmian was under so much pressure, maybe it was because he cared too much, she didn't want him Disappointed, unknowingly also gave myself a lot of pressure.

Yang Mianmian is indeed not as weak as he thought. Although he has lost his hearing, his eyes keenly transmit everything he sees to his brain, which dutifully analyzes all the data and judges whether there is any situation.

Yang Xiaoyang put her face on her face: "I suddenly understood what it means to lose one's horse and turn one's head into a blessing."

"speak English."

"The average person is more dependent on sight than hearing, but you are different, perhaps more dependent on hearing, and now when you have to temporarily lose it, your brain is more active than usual, simply put , Usually you are still lazy." Yang Xiaoyang shuttled back and forth in the library, very busy, "You don't need to become stupid, what the old man said is still very reasonable."

Yang Mianmian also had to admit that in order to avoid the tragedy of the hot pot restaurant from happening again, she did use brain calculations to improve her control over external things. Now that the siren cannot be heard, in order to prevent being hit by a turning car, she has to calculate more data.

For example, whether the driving vehicle will cause her harm if it goes down at this speed, whether it can cross the road before the red light according to her pace, and so on.

She might not be used to it at first, but after a few more tries, she actually enjoys the time when her brain is running rapidly, which greatly relieves her uneasiness.

"Look, it's actually not that bad." Yang Xiaoyang said lightly, "I don't know when our illness will be cured. If we can, we should learn lip language first. Even if we recover later, it's a skill that should be highlighted. Don’t waste your skill points when it comes to skills.”

Yang Mianmian nodded, and took a detour to the bookstore to buy a book on learning lip language: "Books are so expensive..."

"I heard that foreign books are quite expensive..." Yang Xiaoyang also felt a little heartbroken, "Fortunately, the tickets are free."

Yang Mianmian felt sorry for Qi Ran: "You're right."

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when she arrived at the exhibition hall. As soon as she entered the door, she was attracted by the large and small meteorites inside. Then it explains in detail where they come from, the basic material composition, etc.

"It would be great if I could hear it now." Yang Mianmian lay down in front of the glass and watched intently, feeling extremely regretful.

Yang Xiaoyang said the same: "If this is the case, we can know about outer space..." She was also envious.

When she turned to a dark meteorite, she stopped in her tracks, unable to take her gaze away: "This... looks familiar." She stared at the magnetic induction line next to her.

Yang Xiaoyang also came over to observe carefully, and compared the graphic with the inventory in the library, and then slapped his thigh (although there is no such thing): "This graphic seems to be the same as the degree of distortion of that place... Well, it is exactly the same."

Yang Mianmian thought to herself, and was about to take a second look, but who knew that the closing time had already come, and a staff member politely reminded her that it was closing, and she was reluctant to part: "Let me watch it for a while, just for a while... "

There is an old man with gray hair next to him, wearing a pair of glasses, a very strict three-piece suit, with a straight back, talking to her, but I'm sorry, she may not be able to read Chinese, let alone English: " I can not hear."

After she finished speaking, she realized that people in Chinese could not understand her, so she changed to English and said it again.

The old man showed a slightly surprised look, then took out a pen and paper from his pocket to communicate with her:

"Are you interested in these meteorites?"

"Yes." Several images flashed through Yang Mianmian's mind quickly. It was the scene when the staff of the exhibition was talking to the old man. In almost a second, she judged the relationship between the old man and the exhibition. There's a close connection, "Can I see that again?"

"The exhibition is over." The old man gave her a business card. "Starting tomorrow, these meteorites will be sent to my laboratory. If you are interested, you can come and visit."

Yang Mianmian took the business card and wondered, "Could it be that I also activated the heroine aura, or why is he so friendly to me all of a sudden?"

Yang Xiaoyang couldn't figure it out either, but she scoffed at Yang Mianmian's smug mentality: "Don't think it's because you are beautiful. In the eyes of Westerners, Easterners are flat and featureless."

Yang Mianmian: "..."

It took two days for her to realize that she was really self-indulgent, because this old man is Dr. Brown's mentor, Professor Wilson, who is now assisting them in the development of instruments. He is a professor of physics at MIT and won the Nobel Prize in Physics last year. nominees.

The reason why they knew Yang Mianmian was purely because Dr. Brown wanted to use the newly developed equipment to diagnose and treat Yang Mianmian, but because there had never been a precedent, the two had discussed it a long time ago, so Professor Wilson had seen Yang Mianmian's case.

Yang Xiaoyang laughed loudly: "I think I'm passionate."

Brown said: "The professor is very interested in your condition, and I don't think it is suitable for you to rush to medical treatment, which may have irreparable effects on your brain."

The brain is a very precise instrument, and a little mistake may damage it. During this period, Brown not only learned about her illness, but also learned about other situations. When she learned that her IQ was as high as that of ordinary people, this idea It became clearer.

Such a genius cannot become an idiot because of a little mistake, so he tends to the way of physical therapy.

But Jing Chu didn't rush to agree to this proposal. He asked Yang Mianmian what he thought, and Yang Mianmian said, "I want to find that professor."

She was not usually interested in that meteorite, and had a vague feeling that it might help her condition.

Jing Chu wanted to accompany her, but she refused: "No, I don't have any use for my brain when you are beside me, and besides, didn't they ask you to help Xiao Tian?"

"So you want to abandon me?" Jing Chu patted her on the head feigning displeasure, "Little scoundrel without a conscience."

"I can't hear what you said." Yang Mianmian looked at him with extremely innocent eyes.

Jing Chu: "..." This girl is getting worse and worse, but seeing that she can make fun of this matter, Jing Chu knows that she has actually calmed down a lot.

It will be fine.He thought to himself, since God had never completely cornered Yang Mianmian, then he believed that it would be the same this time.

(End of this chapter)