Zhang Xun felt that something sour and soft was soaking his chest. He looked at the necklace in his hand and tried his best to keep his expression calm.
God knows how much he doesn't want to keep his cool.
This is the best gift he has received since Alloy. He took a deep breath, barely suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said to Adam in the calmest tone he could, "You brought back that minicomputer secretly?"
"Ah, yes, sorry. But don't worry, all the network interfaces on this mini machine are broken. I made a data cable myself to complete the transmission, so I have no chance to do anything illegal with it. Pan can Testify for me, it keeps looking at me."
Pan suddenly said at this time, "Sorry Zhang Xun, because it is a low-risk violation, I originally planned to wait for you to wake up tomorrow morning and then tell you about Adam's privately bringing back the mini machine."
"It's okay, I checked at the processing plant, and I know that the mini machine is like a toy." Zhang Xun said absentmindedly, his eyes still looking at the things in his hands. He wasn't even sure what he was talking about, "but you can't bring anything back in the future."
"Okay." Adam took the mini machine out of his pants pocket and handed it to Zhang Xun, "I promise I won't do it again."
Zhang Xun stretched out his hand mechanically, but instead of taking the mini machine, he gently held Adam's hand. Grip very hard.
Adam raised his eyes and met Zhang Xun's.
"Don't be afraid, I won't let anything happen to you." Zhang Xun said to Adam word by word, with a firm tone, as if nothing could change his oath, "I am your mechanic, now and in the future."
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The door of the Lab opened slowly. Zhang Xun appeared in the dim light behind the door.
The light of dawn shone down from the doorway, illuminating his clean face and a pair of still-water eyes. He was wearing a neat high-necked shirt, a flat ironed camel-color dark-patterned suit vest, and a mechanic's uniform jacket of the same color. His single-sided microscopic mirror was pinned in his jacket pocket, leaving a metal chain hanging from the outside of his pocket. The necklace Adam gave him was inside his clothes, clinging to his chest.
His whole person seems to be integrated with the Lab behind him, which is filled with metallic luster and looks like a huge spliced castle. He has an out of time sense of age that exudes a metallic atmosphere. Under that old appearance, it is wrapped in Paradise Lost State-of-the-art technology.
Julio Fernandez exaggeratedly took three steps back when he saw him, and said in shock, "Where does this international superstar come from!"
Zhang Xun glanced at him lazily, "Don't make trouble, today is a big day."
The mechanics and researchers who passed by around him knew that the time limit for acclimation had expired for a month, and today was the day for Adam's psychological evaluation. So he has to meet the upcoming test in the best condition.
If Adam doesn't pass, he has his plan B.
Last night, Hans Guzberger, one of the most authoritative psychiatrists in Paradise Lost, returned to his 3rd arrondissement after having dinner with some colleagues at the Italian restaurant in 3rd arrondissement. Uptown single-family villa. With the lack of land in Paradise Lost, a small three-story building would often squeeze four hundred people, and only those elites had the special treatment of living in a single-family building.
After Dr. Guzberger entered the house, his partner, Mr. Sperling, took his hat and chatted with him, word by word, about trivial things that happened at the school where the latter taught. When Dr. Guzberg made himself a cup of hot tea after meals, as per his daily habit, Mr. Spilling remembered a letter from the Psychological Assessment Society sent by the courier during the day.
Without doubting him, Dr. Guzberg took the letter into the study, neatly cut the edge of the envelope with a letter opener, and a few photos fell out and fluttered on his desk.
Dr. Guzberg's mouth was slightly open, and his body was stiff, unable to move.
The several chief commissioners of the Psychological Association have different areas of expertise. Dr. Guzberg specializes in topics such as involuntary consciousness, sleep and hypnosis. With the help of a series of new equipment and medicines, his hypnotism is so masterful that even the most vigilant and self-conscious individuals can be influenced.
In a state of hypnosis, people have no memory, do not know what they have done, and do not know what they have been done. When you have complete control over a person, when you can treat them as lab rats and do experiments on them that the Ethics Department would never allow, when they obey orders no matter what you ask them to do, And don't remember after the fact... Human greed and evil can easily leak out.
Those pictures were taken very recently, one just yesterday, in which he gave a "hypnotherapy" to a German general whom he grew up with as a ostensible friend, but whom he actually hated and envied. The usually glamorous general is almost unrecognizable in the photo...
A photo that will make anyone gasp when they see it.
If any of these photos were leaked out, Guzberg's usual stern, serious, and even feudal image would collapse, his doctor's license would be revoked, and he might even be sent to court and sent to prison. , or even more likely to be expelled from Paradise Lost.
He will be destroyed.
The doctor slumped on the chair and took out a piece of letter paper from the envelope with trembling hands...
Not only Guzberg, but Captain Sistine also received a letter... There is no doubt that these letters were sent by Zhang Xun.
He knew he was playing with fire. While having this information in hand can greatly control these people, it also exposes the skills and abilities he possesses.
But he had to take a risk. If he had doubts before, since that night two days ago, he has no doubts at all.
He created Adam, and he would never give up the mechanic's seat to anyone else.
He had to admit that the information his bugs brought back to him made him stunned. It turned out that people have so many faces, and the difference between them is so big that it can even be described as completely different. But these people can switch between so many sides, and it is even difficult to determine which side is the real one.
In this way, his understanding of human beings may not be as comprehensive as Adam's...
Zhang Xun's request to them is very simple, tell them that they have something in their hands that can destroy them, and tell them not to try to embarrass him and Adam, and at the same time... warn them to stop delusional and unknowingly doing some evil things.
It's true that Zhang Xun doesn't like this method. It's too similar to Eden's method. It's too embarrassing to peep people's most dirty secrets and use them. These people who inexplicably target them take it at will.
Several cars came rolling in dust, one was a dark green jeep from the military, the other was a black antique Mercedes-Benz, and there was also an ordinary car and a few escorts on motorcycles.
Sistine got out of the car, his expression still gloomy, but there was a subtle lack of arrogance. Guzberg is a better performer. If Zhang Xun is not the insider, he can't see that the other party is threatened. The third scholar was Zhang Xun's tester, so Zhang Xun was not very worried about dealing with him.
Zhang Xun smiled gracefully and calmly at the person who came, and shook hands with each other in turn, "Welcome."
Sistine looked at him as if trying to screw his head off.
To be honest, Zhang Xun quite liked the feeling that others couldn't beat him to death when he was unhappy. . .
Several soldiers who had followed Sistine together pushed the one-man-high cylindrical machine into the Lab. Adam was waiting for them in the room. Since his brain is largely mechanical, short-term memory cannot be erased simply with drugs and hypnosis. They need Zhang Xun to set the memory recovery node by hand.
Under the eyes of several mechanic witnesses, Zhang Xun carefully cut the seam of Adam's scalp, opened the skull, connected several circuits to the mechanical brain, and set up a short-term memory recovery and storage program through the computer. He set the node in the precise place and locked the memory for three days. After connecting all the lines, Zhang Xun had to leave with the other psychiatrist. Before going out, he glanced at Adam, his eyes were deep but quiet, like a mountain at the bottom of the ocean.
And Adam also smiled at him, smiling unreservedly.
They'll all be fine.
Zhang Xun's psychological evaluation will be carried out in the observation room next door. The psychiatrist's name is Patty, who is rare in the psychological association and does not like to associate with other professors or doctors. When Zhang Xun went to the New Yale University in the third district to seek advice from the vice president of the Psychological Association about the emotional reactions that Adam might have after a seance, he had seen this silent man in his forties. At that time, Patty was sitting alone in the university dining room eating a simple bento, like a silent shadow. If he hadn't seen the chief badge of the Psychological Association on his chest, he would have thought that he might be an ordinary lecturer or cleaning staff. .
"How do you want to test me?" Zhang Xun asked politely after the two sat down in the armchairs facing each other. This Pattaya also sent out bugs to inquire, but apparently, this man lived a rare, consistent, ascetic routine... Wake up at the same time every day, go to bed at the same time, and read two hours of books before going to bed. There are seven sets of clothes in total, just from Monday to Sunday. Every week, I do laundry on Sunday nights, have a glass of gin on Wednesday nights, and go to a restaurant for roast chicken on Tuesday nights.
It made him awestruck...
Patty took out a dozen psychological test questions from his briefcase and put them in front of Zhang Xun, "I can give you these questions, and I know you will definitely pass, because Commander Zhang's son can't be a dangerous person. You and I Everyone knows it's a waste of time."
Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, he did not expect that the first sentence the other party said to him would be like this.
Patty looked up, and the vision behind the lens was elusive.
Zhang Xun sat up slightly and met the other person's scrutinizing eyes without flinching, "But the round table requires you to test me. Zhang Shuo is my father, but this does not give me any privileges."
"Is there no privilege?" Patty chuckled and shook his head. "No, privilege will always exist. As long as there are people, there is class and privilege."
Zhang Xun tilted his head slightly and looked at the scholar who was older than him, "As a person born in an unprivileged family, do you understand this very well?"
Zhang Xun investigated the backgrounds of all those involved in the psychological assessment, and he knew that Patty's father had escaped from Southeast Asia to Paradise Lost. Even now, there are a small number of men under strict surveillance in the ordinary world. A considerable number of those good-looking men were raised as some kind of rare animals, and their mistresses dressed them up with exquisite clothes and jewelry, like showing off their new cars, famous dogs, and mansions, showing off and comparing with each other. . These men, on the other hand, try their best to please their mistresses. They spend a lot of time every day exercising, maintaining their appearance, studying what their masters like and dislike, and even use all kinds of secret methods to compete for the master's favor. favored to survive.
Patty's father is such a "boyfriend", and Patty is the product of his affair with a housekeeper. After the incident, in order to avoid being sent to a "sanatorium" by the angry hostess, he fled to Paradise Lost with Patty, who was a baby at the time.
In Paradise Lost, there are not many men born to women, and the increasingly extreme hatred of women and artificial intelligence has also caused these individual children of natural birth to be discriminated against and bullied to a considerable extent. It is conceivable that Patty, who came to Paradise Lost, did not feel at home. On the contrary, his growth experience was full of ups and downs.
But even so, he still climbed to where he is now by relying on his ingenuity.
Patty was not offended by the anger, and he looked at Zhang Xun very calmly. Those eyes seemed to be able to see all the electrical activity in his cerebral cortex through the skull.
For the first time, Zhang Xun felt that he had met an opponent.
real opponent.
But Patty didn't say anything more and pushed the test paper to him.
Zhang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately picked up the pen and began to fill in. He was all too familiar with this kind of psychological evaluation. In order to participate in the seance program, he had to perform such a psychological evaluation once a month. Although the questions are different every time, he has long known the hidden purpose behind these exam questions. He knows how to give the most standard answer.
Two hours later, he completed the test paper. Patty picked up another psychological questionnaire and asked him a few questions orally. Zhang Xun responded fluently. Patty quickly recorded on his own form, and then sealed all the test papers and record forms.
"Your psychological assessment is complete," Patty said, standing up, "but I'm afraid Adam's test will take a while to finish."
"Thank you." Zhang Xun showed a decent and friendly smile, and took the initiative to reach out to shake his hand, "I look forward to discussing more issues with you."
Patty shook his hand. At the moment of letting go, Patty suddenly smiled oddly and said, "In today's world, information is power. The more information a person has, the more power, and the sooner it is seen as a threat. A wise man should know how to hide his power."
After speaking, he turned around and left regardless of Zhang Xun's reaction.
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