The mechanic.

Zhang Xun felt that his chest was soaked by something sour and soft. 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 after the alloy.He took a deep breath, barely suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said to Adam in the smoothest tone he could manage, "Did you secretly bring that mini machine back?"

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry. But don't worry, all the network interfaces of 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 Bear my witness, it's been watching me."

At this time, Pan suddenly said, "I'm sorry Zhang Xun, because it's a low-risk violation, I was planning to wait until you wake up tomorrow morning before telling you about Adam taking back the mini-computer privately."

"It's okay, I checked it at the processing plant, and I know that mini machine is just like a toy." Zhang Xun said absent-mindedly, his eyes still looking at the things in his hand.He wasn't even sure what he was talking about, "but you can't bring things back privately in the future."

"Okay." Adam took the mini machine out of his trouser pocket and handed it to Zhang Xun, "I promise I won't do it again."

Zhang Xun stretched out his hand somewhat 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 gaze.

"Don't be afraid, I won't let you have trouble." 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 slowly opened.Zhang Xun appeared in the dim light behind the door.

The morning light poured down from the door, illuminating his clean face and his eyes that were still and deep.He was wearing a neat high-necked shirt, a flat ironed camel-colored dark-pattern suit vest, and a mechanic's uniform jacket of the same color.His one-way microscope is pinned in his coat pocket, leaving a metal chain hanging out of the pocket.The necklace Adam had given him was inside his clothes, pressed against his chest.

His whole person seems to be integrated with the Lab behind him, which is filled with metallic luster, like a huge spliced ​​castle. There is an outdated sense of age exuding a metallic atmosphere, and the old appearance is wrapped in a lost paradise. state-of-the-art technology.

When Julio Fernandez saw him, he took three steps back exaggeratedly, and said in shock, "Where did 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 one-month time limit for domestication had already expired, and today was the day for Adam to conduct a psychological evaluation.So he has to meet the upcoming test in the best condition.

If Adam doesn't make it through, he has his plan B.

Last night, Hans Guzberg, one of the most authoritative psychiatrists in Paradise Lost, had dinner at the Italian restaurant in the third district with a few colleagues, and returned to his home in the third district. Single family villa in Uptown.In the case of the lack of land in Paradise Lost, a small three-story building often squeezes four hundred people into it, and only those elites have the special treatment of living in a small single-family building.

When Dr. Guzberg entered the room, his companion, Mr. Sperling, took his hat and chatted with him without a word about the trivial things that happened at the school where the latter taught.When Dr. Guzberg made himself a cup of hot tea after meals according to his daily habit, Mr. Sperling remembered a letter from the Psychological Evaluation Association sent by the courier during the day.

Dr. Guzberg did not suspect him, took the letter into the study, neatly cut the edge of the envelope with a letter opener, and a few photos fell out, fluttering down on his desk.

Dr. Guzberg's mouth was slightly opened, his body was stiff and he couldn't move.

Several chief commissioners of the Psychological Association have different areas of expertise. Dr. Guzberg specializes in topics such as involuntary awareness, sleep and hypnosis.With the help of a series of new devices and potions, his hypnotism is so masterful that even the most guarded and self-conscious individuals can be affected.

Under hypnosis, people have no memory, do not know what they have done, and do not know what has been done to them.When you have complete control over a person, when you can treat them like lab rats and put them on random experiments that the Ministry of Ethics will never allow, when they will obey no matter what you ask them to do, And it won't be remembered afterwards... Human greed and evil can easily seep out.

Those photos were taken very recently, one just yesterday, in which he gave a "hypnotherapy" to a certain German general whom he grew up with, whom he grew up with on the surface as a friend, but whom he hated and envied so much.The usually glamorous general is almost unrecognizable in the photo...

A photo that would take anyone's breath away.

If any one of these photos is leaked, Guzberg's usually serious and even somewhat feudal image will collapse, his doctor's license will be revoked, and he may be taken to court or sent to prison , or even worse, being expelled from Paradise Lost is possible.

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, 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 his hands can greatly control these people, it also exposes the skills and abilities he possesses.

But he had to take a risk.If he had any 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.

I have to admit that the information his bugs brought back to him left him dumbfounded. It turns out that people have so many faces, and the differences between them are so great that they can even be described as polar opposites.But these people can switch freely between so many sides, and it is even difficult to determine which side is real.

From this point of view, his understanding of human beings may not be as comprehensive as that of Adam...

Zhang Xun's request to them is very simple, tell them that he has something that can destroy them, and ask them not to try to embarrass him and Adam, and at the same time... warn them not to think about doing some evil things without knowing it .

It's true that Zhang Xun doesn't like this kind of method, it's too similar to Eden's method, peeping at people's dirtiest secrets and making use of them, no matter how you look at it, it's too embarrassing... But he's not a timid persimmon, he will Let these inexplicable people who target them do whatever they want.

Several cars came rolling in dust and sand, one was a military dark green jeep, the other was a black antique Mercedes-Benz, there was also an ordinary car, and several escorts on motorcycles.

Sistine got out of the car, his expression still sullen, but subtly lacking a bit of arrogance.Guzberg is a better performer. If Zhang Xun is not an insider, it is impossible to see that the other party is being threatened. The No.3 scholar is Zhang Xun's tester, so Zhang Xun is not very worried about dealing with him.

Zhang Xun smiled gracefully and calmly at the visitors, and shook hands with each other one by one, "Welcome."

Sistine looked at him as if he wanted to wring his head off.

To be honest, Zhang Xun quite likes the feeling that others can't beat him to death. . .

Several soldiers who came with Sistine worked together to push the one-man tall cylindrical machine into the Lab.Adam was waiting for them in the room.Since his brain is mostly mechanical, short-term memory cannot simply be erased with drugs and hypnosis.They need Zhang Xun to set the memory recycling nodes by himself.

Under the eyes of several mechanic witnesses, Zhang Xun carefully cut the seam of Adam's scalp, opened the skull, connected several lines to the mechanical brain, and then set the short-term memory recovery storage program through the computer.He set the node in a precise place and locked the memory of three days.After connecting all the lines, Zhang Xun was about to leave with the other psychiatrist.Before going out, he glanced at Adam, his eyes were deep but peaceful, like mountains at the bottom of the ocean.

And Adam smiled at him too, without reservation.

They will 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 New Yale University in the third district to consult the vice president of the Psychological Association about Adam’s possible emotional reactions after a trance, he had seen this silent man in his 40s.At that time, Patti was sitting alone in the cafeteria of the university, eating a simple bento, like a silent shadow. If he hadn't seen the chief badge of the Psychological Association pinned to his chest, he might have been 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.He also sent worms to investigate this Patti, but obviously, this person lived a rare, consistent, ascetic-like regular life... Every day he got up at the same time, went to bed at the same time, and read a book for two hours before going to bed.There are seven sets of clothes, just from Monday to Sunday.Every week, I do laundry on Sunday night, drink a glass of gin on Wednesday night, and go to the restaurant to eat roast chicken on Tuesday night.

It made him awe-inspiring...

Patti 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 pass, because Commander Zhang's son cannot be a dangerous person. You and I We all know it's a waste of time."

Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't expect that the first sentence the other party said to him would be like this.

Patti raised her head, and the gaze behind the lens was unpredictable.

Zhang Xun sat up slightly, and met the other party'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."

"No privileges?" Patty chuckled and shook his head. "No, privileges exist forever. As long as there are people, there are classes and privileges."

Zhang Xun tilted his head slightly, looking at the older scholar, "As a person who was born in an unprivileged family, do you know this well?"

Zhang Xun investigated the backgrounds of all those involved in the psychological assessment. He knew that Patty's father had escaped from Southeast Asia to Paradise Lost.Even now, there are a small number of men in the common world who are strictly watched.Among those men, quite a few good-looking ones were raised as rare animals, and their mistresses dressed them up with exquisite clothes and jewelry, showing off and comparing each other like showing off their new cars, famous dogs, and mansions. .And these men try their best to please their mistress. They spend a lot of time every day in fitness, maintaining their appearance, studying what the master likes and dislikes, and even using various overt and secret means to compete for the master's favor. Favor, in order to survive.

Patty's father is such a "male companion", and Patty is the product of his affair with a housekeeper.After the incident, in order to avoid being sent to the "sanatorium" by the angry hostess, he fled to Paradise Lost with Patti, who was still a baby at that time.

In Paradise Lost, there are not many men born by women, and the increasingly extreme hatred for women and artificial intelligence has caused these individual natural children to be discriminated against and bullied to a considerable extent.It can be imagined that Patty, who came to Paradise Lost, did not feel like returning home. On the contrary, his growth experience was full of ups and downs.

But even so, he climbed to his current position by relying on his ingenuity.

Patti was not offended by anger, he looked at Zhang Xun very calmly, his eyes seemed to be able to see all the electrical activities in his cerebral cortex through the skull.

Zhang Xun felt for the first time that he had met his opponent.

The real opponent.

But Patty didn't say anything more, but pushed the test paper to him.

Zhang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately picked up a pen and began to fill in.He is very familiar with this kind of psychological assessment. In order to participate in the séance project, he had to conduct such a psychological assessment once a month.Although the questions were different every time, he already knew the hidden purpose behind these exam questions.He knows how to give the most standard answer.

Two hours later, he finished the test paper.Patty picked up another psychological questionnaire and dictated a few questions to him.Zhang Xun answered one by one fluently.Patty quickly recorded on his form, and then sealed all the test papers and record forms.

"Your psychological evaluation is complete." Patty said, standing up, "but Adam's test may take some time to finish."

"Thank you." Zhang Xun showed a decent and friendly smile, and offered to shake his hand, "I look forward to discussing more issues with you."

Patty shook his hand.The moment he let go, Patti suddenly smiled strangely, and said, "In today's world, information is power. The more information a person has, the greater his power, and the sooner he will be regarded as a threat." .A smart person should know how to hide his power."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left regardless of Zhang Xun's reaction.

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