The top student at Meiji University looked at Kazuma with a half-smile, and without waiting for Kazuma to answer, he turned his head and looked at the small side window of the interrogation room, his pupils reflected the soft sunlight coming in through the frosted glass.
"I don't know if this is written in the police information you are holding: I actually almost failed to graduate from Meiji University."
He Ma looked down at the dossier he just brought in.
Jiazuo Zhengzhang was prosecuted all day long, and there were so many surprise parties suspected of being kidnapped. The Metropolitan Police Department has long regarded him as a key focus, and found out his resume, his address, the addresses of his relatives, and The address of the suspected lover or even the address of the lady who often clicks.
The file that He Ma got was as thick as a university textbook.
However, Kazuma did not read the file of the Metropolitan Police Department's version. After all, he had read the police station's version at the police station before, and he had also read the files of the seniors at the University of Tokyo.
According to Kazuma's memory of these two documents, there is no mention of the fact that Kozuo almost failed to graduate.
Jia Zuo probably made use of his psychological skills, got the answer from Kazuma's expression, and continued: "My grades in college have always been very good, and most people would not believe that I almost didn't graduate. But this is Really, because I completely failed the initial topic selection for my graduation thesis.
"Moreover, the professor didn't deny my topic selection at the beginning. He probably misunderstood my topic selection. When I was defending, I was horrified to find that the thesis I handed in was completely different from what he expected."
He Ma frowned: "Didn't your professor find any problems with the thesis when he was instructing?"
"No, because I didn't show him the complete thesis, but just showed him my data collection work." Jia Zuo grinned, looking like a kid boasting about his "martial arts" for destroying ant nests.
Hema raised his eyebrows, waiting for him to continue.
Jia Zuo: "The title of my thesis is the brainwashing effect of left-wing ideals. Maybe the professor thought my brainwashing was a metaphor, and the thesis researched how left-wing ideals echoed the psychological demands of young people to achieve fatal attraction."
He Ma: "And what you're studying is real brainwashing?"
"Yes." Jia Zuo nodded with a smile.
"When I look back at the climax of the student movement more than ten years ago, I always feel very strange why such a massive movement broke out in Japan, a country that seems to have no soil at all.
"The main force of students participating in sports is college students. Japanese college students are all elites with one foot in the upper class. Why do these elites devote themselves to those sports without hesitation, and some even give up their original good life?"
He pursed his lips with the horse, as a person who traveled from China, of course he knew why, thinking about the world and saving the common people, this is the greatest romance of young people.
But he didn't say a word, let's see what this guy can say.
Kozuo leaned forward, pressed his elbows on the table, and put the bowl of pork cutlet rice beside him, leaving more than half of the table as a stage.
"In my opinion, this is a brainwashing product concocted by the Eastern camp."
He said loudly.
And Ma laughed.
Jia Zuo shook his head regretfully: "Your reaction is exactly the same as that of my professor. It seems that you are also a layman who cannot understand the value of this discovery. For this research, I interviewed many former participants of the student movement. Now, I still have good memories and yearning for that era... "
He Ma: "It's like missing my youth, it's normal."
Reminiscing about beautiful youth is a common feature of human beings, so it is also one of the eternal themes of literary and artistic works. People of the same age, Chinese artists concocted "Youth", and Japanese artists produced "From the Slope of Poppies".
Jia Zuo shook his head, looking at Kazuma with the eyes of ordinary people.
"Obviously their ideals have failed, their leaders have disappeared into the mountains and forests, and even the country that entrusted their ideals has made peace with the United States, but they still miss those days. This is not a sentence that misses youth. It can be explained."
Kozuo continued to lean forward, raised his right hand and drew a circle on his temple: "They have been brainwashed, this is a well-prepared brainwashing method, it may be a masterpiece of the KGB. Kiryu Police Department, you have also seen super spies brainwashed by the KGB Bar?"
He raised his eyebrows with Ma.
He thought to himself: But the problem is that there was a student movement in Japan in my previous life. Although the KGB in my previous life also studied brainwashing, it was obviously not successful. In the end, it only provided soil and materials for literary works and games.
But in this time and space of this life, it actually forms a logical closed loop.
Hema found himself unable to refute.
Jia Zuo: "Many of the former members of the student movement I interviewed are now working in large companies, and some have even become the bosses of many people, and even led important projects of the company. Without exception, they have no regrets about those days. At most, just sigh.
"Is there anything else to explain this other than brainwashing?"
He Ma: "Your doubts are exactly the same as the doubts of the CIA who examined the prisoners of war who were exchanged with the Chinese in North Korea. The CIA also felt that these prisoners of war were brainwashed, but the fact may be very simple, that is, they really saw Another possibility, a better possibility.
"Those prisoners of war only experienced real democracy and freedom. When they returned home and compared it with the false capitalist democracy and freedom, they immediately transformed into leftists or people who sympathized with the left."
Jia Zuo sneered: "You are indeed a student of Dongda University."
"Don't explain everything by saying that Dongda University is a den of the left wing." Hema retorted bluntly.
Jia Zuo sighed: "Anyway, I handed in my thesis, but the day before the defense, I was called in and scolded by the professor. He asked me to change a new topic, and put my defense time in the whole grade. last place, let me come up with a whole new paper before then."
"It seems that the professor still likes you very much." He Ma commented.
"Hmph, it's just a guy who doesn't understand what I found out." Jia Zuo shrugged, "Isn't it ironic, the former student movement participants I interviewed, who participated in such absurd actions in college, lived a much better life. I have a colorful appearance. And I worked hard to complete my studies, but in the end, I only got a B in my thesis because of a blind professor, which resulted in mediocre graduation grades."
He Ma: "So you became the first client of the psychological clinic opened by your classmate Ohira Koji?"
"You've already heard him say this. Yes, because of the B judgment during graduation and the poor quality of the graduation thesis produced in a hurry, I was not favored by the OBs who came to observe the school on the day of the defense. Naturally Didn't get a job recommendation either.
"I can only find a job by myself. I thought that with my graduation certificate from Meiji University, it would be easy for me to find a good job, but guess what?"
He Ma made a random guess: "The interviewer asked you, why didn't you take the route recommended by the Meiji University Alumni Association?"
"No, the interviewer asked me why I have always been defiant."
And the horse laughed again.
Jia Zuo continued: "After traveling to many companies, I finally found a job. I am a graduate of Meiji University, but like those graduates of Yeji University, I started from serving tea and water to copying documents.
"The gap between reality and ideals caused me psychological problems. That's why I went to Kang Yi."
He Ma keenly captured this title.
It seems that the two have a good relationship.
Jia Zuo: "Obviously I am also a psychology graduate, but I can't solve my own problems. During the period of receiving medical treatment, I repeatedly thought about why there is such a big difference between me and those who participated in the student movement. Obviously they also know The ideals were smashed to pieces in the coldness of reality.
"Not only did they not regret it, but they also used various methods to commemorate that period. Some of them are still active in the field of film and animation, carefully commemorating that period with their own works."
Kazuma frowned: "I'm not familiar with the field of film, but the field of animation... right now Mamoru Oshii and Hayao Miyazaki are the loudest?"
Oshii Shou filmed the animated version of Fuxing Kid, and Hayao Miyazaki made the Valley of the Wind. Both of them were involved in the student movement back then. When Mr. Hayao Miyazaki participated in the Lupine III project, he asked not to be signed in order not to cause trouble for the producer.
But neither of these two current works has the shadow of that era, not to mention the Valley of the Wind, how can "Fu Xing Kid" have a left-wing taste
Of course, the taste of the mobile police later was enough.
Later, in the theatrical version, Oshii Shou even created a famous scene in the history of the Japanese version of animation, such as the main gun of the Self-Defense Force tanks aimed at the National Assembly.
Jia Zuo just snorted and didn't answer Hema's question.
He continued: "During the treatment, I suddenly realized that I can use my methods to prove that I am right, and I can use my actual performance to tell the professor that he is wrong!"
He Ma: "So you admit that the company you run is brainwashing?"
"It depends on how you define brainwashing." Jia Zuo smiled—a man's smile is too disgusting, "In TV commercials, some magical music is often used, with simple and clear advertising words, and it is played repeatedly. Is it a kind of brainwashing?"
Hema immediately thought of "Hengyuan Xiangyang Yangyang", but this is a special product of his hometown, so the next moment he thought of a Japanese specialty "Ichien Satisfaction".
"Have you thought of some cases?" Jia Zuo smiled, "Is this considered brainwashing? If it counts, then what my company does should also count. If you want to convict me of brainwashing—if there is, then these advertisements are also Same crime."
He curled his lips with the horse.
Seeing Kazuma's expression, Jia Zuo showed a smug smile, that smile seemed to say: "Don't let me fall into the trap."
He went on to say: "My company is to prove that through these psychological methods, human beings can be 'brainwashed', or to use a less demonic description, called 'correction'. We have already had successful cases. One of our congressman's customers and his wife were not in harmony, after our treatment, the couple is now harmonious and beautiful."
He Ma: "Is harmony and beauty achieved by distorting a person's will?"
"Doesn't the psychological clinic do similar things?" Jia Zuo asked, "As the master of so many beauties, haven't you done some things to give advice? Isn't that just using your reputation with them to distort their will?" ?”
This sophistry seems so convincing, but it doesn't fall into the trap of Ma: "That's different. I just give them some advice when they are faced with choices."
"Is it any different from what I do?"
"I didn't plant an idea that wasn't in their heads."
"We didn't either. We just discovered the hidden thoughts in her heart. You should have visited that Ms. Miwako Ono, right? We just discovered the side of her that doesn't want to rely on Mr. Yoshikawa anymore."
Kazuma: "Indeed, with Ms. Ono, you did exactly that."
Jiazuo smiled slightly: "Look, psychology is a very vague science. It is impossible for you to convict me in this area. You can only convict me of kidnapping now. This still depends on that Miss Dachai not retracting her confession."
He Ma raised his eyebrows: "From what you say, Ms. Da Chai will definitely retract her confession?"
"I didn't say that. But, who knows about this kind of thing? Maybe she changed her mind after seeing a lawyer. After all, a woman's heart is like a sea needle."
He Ma frowned slightly.
Naturally, Mieko Oshiba didn't have the money to hire a lawyer to serve her.
So even if a lawyer comes over, it will have to wait until the prosecution process is entered, and then the official will assign her a lawyer drawn by lottery.
In other words, no lawyer will come to Dachai in a short time.
Unless someone hired a super expensive barrister for her.
Jia Zuo looked at Kazuma, and tapped his fingers on the table regularly, causing the empty bowl of pork chop rice on the table to make a resonant buzzing sound.
He Ma stood up without saying a word, and was about to go out when Jia Zuo called him: "Wait a minute! Help me take out the finished bowl."
He Ma stood at the door and looked back.
Jia Zuo: "Please. Please take out the bowl for me. Thank you."
Reluctantly, Hema turned his head, picked up the bowl on the table, and left without looking back.
After leaving the interrogation room, He Ma put the bowl on the trash can, then turned to ask Shiratori who was waiting at the door: "Dachai's lawyer is here?"
"Yeah. It's still your senior brother." Shiratori replied, and then turned his gaze to the one-way glass, "This guy seems to be talking a lot, but in fact he didn't say anything useful. I just mentioned it to you. It’s the same as in the work of the Chinese writer I came to, using eloquence to resist confession.”
He Ma: "That's right. But it's not completely meaningless, at least I know that I should call the paper he rejected in college."
"Hello." Shiratori rolled his eyes, "That's obviously something that misled you, right?"
"But with the thesis, you get a sense of who the guy is. It helps to understand what he wants to do."