Fang Heng followed Qiu Yaokang into another room at the end of the basement.
In the middle of the room was a metal door frame that looked like an airport security check.
On the door frame were more than a dozen wires of various sizes and colours.
The other end of the wire was connected to a large machine at the side.
Qiu Yaokang did a demonstration in front of Fang Heng and walked through the door frame.
"It's your turn."
Fang Heng felt that Vettel was right. This friend of his must have a little problem with his brain.
Qiu Yaokang urged.
"Hurry up."
Fang Heng shrugged. He modelled after Qiu Yaokang and walked through the door frame.
"Beep Beep Beep Beep..."
Just as he passed through the metal door frame, the alarm sounded.
Fang Heng turned around and looked at Qiu Yaokang blankly.
"I told you, something is wrong with you."
Qiu Yaokang had expected this.
