Hearing Li Wei say this, Zhao Huasheng was slightly embarrassed, "I'm willing to dedicate everything I have for the cause of humanity, but I still don't know where exactly I'm special, and I also don't know why your brother left his last relic to me."
"What my brother said won't be wrong." Li Wei said, taking out a pen and paper from her bag, she wrote a string of numbers on top of the paper and handed it to Zhao Huasheng: "This is my contact information. If there's anything you want to learn from me, feel free to contact me."
"Okay. Thank you." Zhao Watson took the note and nodded.
The meeting finally came to an end, and Zhao Watson left the venue under the guidance of the attendants. Zhao Watson knew that this was an important meeting that could change the fate of the entire human race, but it was precisely because of the importance that Zhao Watson was not qualified to participate in it.
This meeting was only a general, strategic level meeting, and it basically wouldn't involve specific matters. After this meeting, the relevant departments would hold countless internal meetings to determine the method of action, and after that, several joint meetings would be held, but this would have nothing to do with Zhao Watson.
The afternoon was Li Qi's memorial service. In the middle of the memorial service, Zhao Watson met Li Wei once again. However, this time the two did not talk to each other, but just nodded to each other to say hello.
Standing in the middle of the spirit hall, looking at the remains of Li Qi, who was clad in the Union flag and covered in flowers, and looking at the black and white posthumous photo, Zhao Huasheng didn't know why in his heart, but he gave birth to a very illusory feeling.
The fate of mankind had changed completely, and at this very moment there were countless people involved who were busy in anticipation of this change, but Zhao Watson always wandered away from this busyness. After a few moments of disorientation and bewilderment, Zhao Watson bowed to Li Qi's remains and then left the spiritual hall.
Zhao Watson and Meng Zhuo returned home together. Before opening the door, Zhao Watson said to Meng Zhuo, "Can you go somewhere else first? I want to be alone."
Meng Zhuo shook his head and coldly spat out two words, "No."
"Why?" Zhao Watson was stunned for a moment, "You're spying on me?"
"No." Montrose said, "For the sake of your safety, I must follow you at all times. If you die an unexplained death like Richie, none of us can afford the consequences."
Zhao Watson sighed and said, "Fine."
Zhao Watson pushed open the door and walked in with Montjo. Montjo added, "If you want to be alone, I can make it so you can't see me."
"Can't see you?"
"Yes." Meng Zhuo nodded and walked straight to the balcony, and then was never heard from again. Zhao Watson also walked over and lifted the curtains, but saw that the balcony was empty. Zhao Huasheng was shocked and immediately raised his head, looked at the ceiling and then behind him, but surprisingly, he didn't see Meng Zhuo's figure either.
Monjor seems to have disappeared. However, Zhao Watson knew that Meng Zhuo must still be in his home. As for what exactly Meng Zhuo had used to hide, Zhao Watson didn't have much curiosity in his mind. A character who could become a first-class agent of the Alliance Security Department, and who could make that old man hold him in such high regard, would always have some abilities that were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Instead of looking for Meng Zhuo again, Zhao Watson sat down on the sofa and casually poured himself a glass of apple juice, but didn't bother to drink it; instead, he lay down on the sofa and faced the dark TV across the room in a daze.
Zhao Huasheng was meticulously recalling every detail of his past dealings with Li Qi, recalling every word he had said to Li Qi, trying to find a little clue to come from this. But unfortunately, Zhao Huasheng did not come up with a result after a long period of thinking. So Zhao Huasheng changed his way of thinking and turned to think about the issue from the rest.
"Put aside for the moment why Director Leach has chosen me ... Let's think about this question first, why did he leave me a blank sheet of paper? What does a blank sheet of paper mean? Why does he know everything but say nothing?"
"Thinking from a normal person's perspective, Director Li Qi has no motive to hide this. This is, after all, a major event that concerns the survival of all mankind, Li Qi, as a normal member of the human race, the normal course of action would have been to announce this news from the first moment he learnt of it, and to seek the power to solve the problem from within the entire human alliance. However, he did not do so ... Does this mean that it is not that Li Qi is not willing to announce this news, but because there is some kind of unknown power that exists, causing Director Li Qi to be unable to announce it, and can only covertly transmit all of these things through such a cryptic allusion as a blank sheet of paper?"
"If that's the case, then it all makes sense. The reason why Director Ricci finally chose me is perhaps because the key to unlocking this obscure metaphor is in me. But what exactly is this key? ..."
"Monjo." Zhao Watson called out. As soon as the words left his mouth, Meng Zhuo's calm and flat voice came through, "I'm here."
Zhao Watson turned his head and saw Meng Zhuo walking out from the balcony, "What are your orders?"
Zhao Watson didn't bother about where exactly Meng Zhuo was hiding just now, but instead bluntly inquired, "I remember the Führer once said that he would set up a special team of psychologists and scientists to analyse Director Li Qi's psychological motives and all the traces he left behind in the past, and he would also analyse all of my past to try and find out the reasons behind Director Li Qi's actions like this , yes?"
"Yes." Monjo nodded.
"Well then, I demand that this psyche team and I maintain intelligence sharing, and that I see any findings and conclusions and speculations they make at the first opportunity, I wonder if I don't have that access again?"
"You certainly have the authority." Montjo nodded, "Just a moment, please."
Meng Zhuo took out a mobile phone-like instrument and pressed on it for a while, and after less than twenty minutes, four or five young men wearing the same black suits as Meng Zhuo came to Zhao Watson's home. They were also carrying some instruments, and after they walked into Zhao Watson's house, and without Zhao Watson's consent, they came to a side bedroom under Meng Zhuo's leadership, and then they started to get busy.
After only half an hour, the four or five young men left without a word as they had arrived. Meng Zhuo said to Zhao Watson, "The most advanced computers that can be connected to the research department's intranet, three-dimensional projection equipment, voice call equipment, fax equipment, and so on have been installed. From now on, you can connect to the psychology team at any time within 24 hours to get the latest research progress information. You will also be contacted at the earliest opportunity if there are any new developments in the psychology group. Well, the first phase of the research progress information has been faxed over for you to take a look at."
Meng Zhuo pointed to the fax machine and signalled to Zhao Watson, who in turn nodded somewhat dully.
"I'm going to go now, if anything happens, just give me a shout." Monjor said, turning around and walking out of the room, taking the door with him and heading off somewhere else.
Zhao Watson sat in his seat and it took a full five minutes before he could calm himself down. Then Zhao Watson picked up the piece of information and read it page by page from the beginning.
There was a lot of information, and it was very mixed. Among these data, the psychology team started from Li Qi's childhood, constructed Li Qi's psychological model bit by bit, and then used this psychological model as a benchmark to speculate on Li Qi's behaviour, and compared it with Li Qi's real behaviour as documented. If the speculated behaviour matches Li Qi's real behaviour, then the construction of Li Qi's mental model will be preserved; if it does not, then the construction will be questioned and further analysis will be carried out in order to find the correct construction pattern.
In addition to the construction of Li Qi's mental model, there was also information about the construction of Zhao Watson's mental model. If he was only reading Li Qi's psychological information, Zhao Watson still felt nothing, but after seeing the information about his own psychological analysis, Zhao Watson's back gradually seeped out cold sweat, and at the end of the day, he even started to tremble slightly.
It felt as if one had been stripped of one's entire body, placed under a spotlight, and then subjected to the world's most exhaustive examination by countless people with various instruments. Under this mode of examination, any secrets, even things hidden in the deepest recesses of the heart would be unearthed.
To put it simply, this method of psychological analysis is, through the observation of a person's behaviour to deduce the person's psychological mechanism, after grasping the person's psychological mechanism, and then use it as the basis for further deduction of the person's reaction in the face of a variety of real-life situations. Under this method of analysis, any one of a person's behaviours can find the corresponding psychological mechanism from the psychological level, that is, the reason why the person does what he/she does. Even before the person himself has figured out what to do, the psychological team already knows what he will do by means of this psychoanalysis method.
They even accurately predicted that Zhao Watson would toss and turn last night as well as Zhao Watson would ask Meng Zhuo to leave today.
"This is what the most top psychologists can do with the most advanced psychological theories as their weapons, coupled with the most comprehensive information support ... This is simply too terrifying." Until this moment, Zhao Huasheng truly appreciated how huge the power held by the Human Alliance had become.
But ... that doesn't help.
Because, at the end of that pile of information it was clearly written, "Regrettably, the psychological model we have constructed so far still cannot explain those actions of Director Li Qi before he died. In other words ... we still don't know why Director Li Qi did what he did."