My name is Gu Ziqing, and I work in the field of memory repair.
To put it bluntly, it's almost like repairing a computer. If the hard drive of the human brain is used for a long time, it will inevitably lose data and become infected with viruses. My job is to find the lost ones, kill the poisonous ones, or pack up the pieces that are too painful and make people unable to live and stuff them in a corner.
Tonight's client is Mrs. Li, a wealthy lady. She insisted that her youngest daughter's happy memory of a family trip had been swapped and replaced with something scary. The police asked me to do a technical appraisal.
"Master Gu, you have to take a closer look. My daughter won't lie. She was very happy when she came back that day..." Mrs. Li's eyes were red and her voice was trembling.
"Don't worry, I'll check the data first." I comforted her while connecting the lead wires.
