Other than checking out the location, Zhang Heng spent the rest of the day trying to assemble the CT Fluoroscopic Machine. Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain. When he arrived at the freezer, it took him about twenty minutes to get the CT Fluoroscopic Machine he wanted.
The next step of scanning was not complicated. Even a layman like Zhang Heng could easily complete it by downloading the instruction manual from the Internet and following the instructions on it.
However, what he got next was only the original image. The next step of processing and analysis would need to be done by someone with the relevant expertise. Zhang Heng pushed the CT Fluoroscopic Machine aside and quietly waited for the Infinite Building Block's duration to end.
Bai Qing looked at her mother. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was asleep. There was no longer a look of panic on her face. Instead, she looked serene.
After another forty-five minutes, Zhang Heng looked at the time on his phone. After that, he disassembled the Lego Fluoroscopic Machine, put it back in his backpack, and said to Bai Qing, "We are leaving."
"Let me take another look. Just one more time," Bai Qing said.
Zhang Heng did not rush her after hearing that. He stood quietly by the side.
Half a minute later, Bai Qing zipped up the body bag and put the body back in the freezer with Zhang Heng. "What are we going to do next?" she asked, suppressing the sadness in her heart.
Zhang Heng looked at Bai Qing's slightly red and swollen eyes and shook his head. "There is nothing else for the time being. Go back and get some sleep. I will send this information to a friend in the hospital. I will contact you again when the results are out."
"But I can't sleep now," Bai Qing said.
"You have to fall asleep because this is likely to be a long battle," Zhang Heng said. "Based on my experience, whether it is to find your mother or to save your father, you need sufficient physical strength to support yourself."
"Will you stay with me?" Bai Qing bit her lip.
Zhang Heng wanted to go home first to prepare for the follow-up investigation, but considering that he had not slept all night, and Bai Qing's current mental state made it difficult for him to refuse.
"Yes, I will stay. Let's go back to the hotel."
Since the funeral parlor was located on the outskirts of the city, it was almost dawn by the time he returned to the express hotel. Zhang Heng packaged the information and basic information into an email. Worried about the degree of penetration of those things in human society, Zhang Heng not only contacted his friend who worked at the hospital, but he also called his parents in Europe, asking them to find someone to print and analyze the information.
After that, he closed the curtains and darkness returned to the room.
"Sweet dreams," Zhang Heng said to Bai Qing on the bed.
Then he sat in the chair under the window sill, leaned his head against the wall, and put his feet up on another chair.
About a quarter of an hour later. He heard Bai Qing say from the other end of the room, "Are you still there?"
"Yes," Zhang Heng answered in the dark.
"Can you get closer?" Bai Qing whispered.
"Alright."
Zhang Heng moved the chair to the bed, but before he could sit down, he heard Bai Qing's hoarse voice.
"… A little closer."
So Zhang Heng lay down on the other side of the bed and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Bai Qing did not answer. She just stretched out a hand, touched Zhang Heng's face, and said in a sobbing voice, "Why, why did this happen …"
Her palms were cold, and her voice was full of panic. She was like a homeless puppy drenched in the rain, not knowing where to go.
"I'm sorry to get you involved in such a thing," Zhang Heng said apologetically.
In the real world, Bai Qing did not need to experience the separation of her loved ones. She was still happily attending classes at university. After all, this was just an event in a quest. What happened and how it went had an inseparable relationship with a player like Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng held Bai Qing's hand and said softly, "Don't worry. Everything will get better when you open your eyes again."
…
When Bai Qing opened her eyes, Zhang Heng was already gone, but she soon heard the sound of water next door.
Zhang Heng took a cold shower, and at the same time, he reorganized the clues at hand. After that, he put on his clothes and walked out of the bathroom. He found that Bai Qing had also gotten up from the bed, and she blushed when she saw him.
Nothing actually happened between the two.
Although they were lying on the same bed, they were fully dressed. At this time, Bai Qing just wanted to find someone to rely on, and she had no other thoughts. The same was true for Zhang Heng.
He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and threw the other bottle to Bai Qing on the bed.
"The CT results are out."
To Zhang Heng's surprise, this time, his unreliable parents were faster. They sent the results over in two hours, and then another one and a half hours later, his friend who worked at the hospital sent the results.
However, the results of the two reports were similar. The 3D reconstruction showed that the body's bones and blood vessels were almost no different from an ordinary human body. Only the brain attracted the technicians' attention.
"What does the abnormality of the fourth ventricle mean?" Bai Qing walked to the computer.
"The fourth ventricle is an anatomical structure located between the midbrain, pons, and cerebellum. It mainly contains cerebrospinal fluid, and it is connected to the third ventricle, the subarachnoid space, and the central spinal canal. The fourth ventricle of an ordinary person is a quadrangular pyramid, but on the CT, the fourth ventricle is twice the size of an ordinary person, and it is a very neat hemispherical shape," Zhang Heng said.
"Huh?"
"Let's put it this way. The technicians who saw the CT image think that such a neat hemispherical shape can't be formed naturally. It is more like some kind of industrial product, artificially created. In addition, the CT also shows that there are traces of cutting and healing on the parietal bone, and the radius is consistent with the fourth ventricle."
"What does this mean?"
"It means many possibilities, and we can't come to a conclusion yet," Zhang Heng said. "But one thing is certain. The brain of a person who has been replaced is different from that of an ordinary person. Look here."
Zhang Heng pointed to a CT image of the fourth ventricle. There was a shallow, irregular shadow at the bottom of the deepest part.
"What is that? A tumor?" Bai Qing squinted, trying to identify the thing in the shadow.
For some reason, the ominous shadow gave her a creepy feeling.
"I don't think so," Zhang Heng said. "It looks like some kind of life form. We are one step closer to the final answer."
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