Chapter 1391 Lesion
“Name?”
“Matt Croison.”
“gender?”
“male.”
“age?”
“71 years old.”
In the closed room, under the lonely light, the roars and shouts of the lawyers outside the door could not be heard, and it was silent.
Ai Qing lowered her head and calmly flipped through the documents in front of her, comparing it with the old man across the table.
Even in the interrogation room of the overhead institution, the old professor remained calm and reserved.
Even if he didn’t have time to change into formal clothes when he was summoned in the middle of the night, he still insisted on wearing a vest over his shirt and jacket.
The ten fingers are covered with calluses, and the cuffs are still stained with a trace of chalk dust. Even at this age, he still has not left the school’s pulpit.
He answered all the questions clearly, no matter how many times he repeated it, he was still in good order.
While admiring this rare demeanor and composure, the inquirers could not help but feel a headache.
After all, the identity of the other party is not a cat or a dog. Even if he has no rights in his hands now, so many years of hard work in the Roman Imperial University have earned him the Roman Scholar Medal.
I don’t know how many students have already made their mark and walked to the front of the stage.
Thirty years ago, he used to be the personal advisor of the previous emperor, and even the economic minister of Rome was his fellow disciple. It was really difficult to deal with.
“Speaking of which, I was fortunate enough to hear your speech at the London Economic and Cultural Exchange Conference.” Ai Qing recalled the scene at that time and said with emotion:
“There were also questions about the Abyss Trade Act.”
“Sorry, I don’t have the impression.”
Professor Matt shook his head calmly and did not continue: “However, that is indeed an important summary of my academic theory and research direction.
If you’ve heard it, you know that I’m not a so-called defeatist. ”
His academic proposition is to advocate the development of **** resources and stable cooperation and long-term trade between the abyss, and hope to achieve a stable relationship through this.
We hope to break the current monotonous, labor- and material-intensive, time-consuming colonial model and the “pirate-like looting cycle” and find a new development path.
In this regard, more than ten years ago, the Hall of the King of France had also made similar explorations while adopting opinions, but in the end, due to various accidents, even the constant appeals and entreaties of Professor Matt were still not restarted. . Since then, the professor has been disheartened, focused on academics, and no longer concerned with political affairs.
However, it would be too arbitrary to conclude that Matt Croixon was a defeatist.
Strictly speaking, this kind of moderators and exchanges are the mainstream, and even they are never short of war fanatics.
I hope to gain more trade advantages and status among **** institutions through struggle and force, so as to harvest resources in **** more easily
“Unfortunately, Professor Matt, as a non-professional, I have no way to evaluate your academic theories and propositions, nor do I have the ability to do so.
There is a specialization in surgery, isn’t it? ”
Ai Qing calmly turned over the file, “The overhead agency only looks at suspicion, and the suspicion in you is undoubtedly too… strong.”
More than eleven defeatist groups have his disciples, four of which have carried out raids and sabotages that are marked as high-risk groups.
Among the many emails and letters that Professor Matt has exchanged, there are also defeatists, even if the content is only daily greetings or academic communication.
Just two days ago, several of his colleagues and friends from his earlier years joined together and publicly expressed the idea of ’the collapse of the current situation, pointing the finger at the governing bureau.
In other words, the entire Astronomical Society…
The current situation must be changed to cancel the establishment of such a behemoth, otherwise, I am afraid that it will fall into the abyss because of the existence of the Astronomical Society.
“I don’t agree with that statement.”
Matt shook his head: “At the same time, I have never agreed with those people’s claims… It is true that we have communicated and communicated between us, but it is only academic communication, and does not involve political views.
Among my students, there are some people who walk the wrong way and go the wrong way. As a teacher, I may also be responsible. I feel very sad about this, but can I still control other people’s thoughts? ”
“Yes, of course.”
Ai Qing answered categorically, “Manipulating other people’s minds may not sound easy, but it’s actually very simple, as long as you trust, respect, guide, or lie, it’s enough.
Of course it might be better to add compulsions and a closed environment, but that would be inferior, for example, now a”
She paused and raised her voice slightly, regardless of Matt’s desire to speak: “If I didn’t interrupt you, you’d tell me,
The investigation needs a basis, and don’t make excuses.
Did I control you, Professor Matt. ”
Matt hesitated, looked at her, took a deep breath, and suppressed his displeasure.
But in the end, nothing was said.
“You just have to cooperate with the investigation, Professor Matt. Whether you are suspect, guilty, or held responsible is not up to you as a teacher, but up to me.”
Ai Qing held up the coffee cup expressionlessly and drank the last bit of cold coffee: “Please briefly describe the 3rd at 10:40 in the morning,
A meeting between you and Mr. Lu Song. ”
Matt was silent for a moment, then spoke again.
answering her question.
nothing left.
Two hours later, Ai Qing stopped the questioning and remained silent, as if listening to the sound coming from the earphone, nodded slightly, and closed the document in her hand.
“Congratulations, Professor, we have not found any evidence or guilt of you inciting riots and sabotage. You may be innocent.”
In the short silence, Matt leaned back on the chair as if exhausted, and let out a long breath.
But then, he heard a voice across the table.
“But at the same time, I’m sorry to tell you that sometimes the overhead agency really doesn’t need evidence, just suspicion.”
Ai Qing raised her wrist, glanced at the time, and told him: “Also, the terms of silence officially promulgated ten minutes ago stipulated that a suspect like you who caused a third-level ideological disaster must undergo further source quality examination— ”
A sharp voice sounded.
The sound of the table legs rubbing against the ground spreads.
“This is a despicable persecution!”
Behind the desk, the tired professor’s eyes widened, unable to restrain his anger, he got up and shouted angrily: “You McKinseyists!”
“Believe it or not, I have nothing against you personally. But work is work.”
Ai Qing kept moving, signed her name on the survey book with the emblem of the Astronomical Society, turned the tip of her pen, and handed it over: “I sincerely hope this is a misunderstanding, but unfortunately, maybe this has already been done. Not anymore.”
Matt held the pen tightly and did not speak.
The door was opened, and two uniformed officers waited outside the door with a calm expression. They wear the medical worker badge on the name tag on their chest, but there are two more black embellishments under the badge, which makes the originally amiable temperament become gloomy and eerie.
The Tower of London Nursing Home, the psychiatric treatment center opened by the Astronomical Society in the present, is essentially a review agency for all suspects suspected of freezing.
A special track was laid for them, and a heavily armed train was on standby 24 hours a day.
The inky blackness was so disturbing that at one point there was a late-night rant about the Raven Express in Frontier London.
In the end, Professor Matt didn’t say anything after all, maintained his only demeanor, signed his name, and left with the staff.
There was no turning back.
It’s just that the back is a little tired and hunched.
In the headset, the assistant who took the transcript felt a bit of a headache: “Several agencies have called and asked about it before. If the result is reported, it may be very troublesome.”
“With or without results, there will be trouble.”
Ai Qing squeezed the empty cup and didn’t care.
If it is impossible to prove that Professor Matt is a defeatist, then Ai Qing must face the relative consequences. But even if it can be confirmed through source quality inspection, so what?
There is no direct evidence, only convicted by thinking?
What kind of reasoning is this?
No results will be troublesome, and results will be even more troublesome.
Regardless of his innocence or not, Ai Qing might have a hard time getting a good deal in the decision-making room—I am afraid that when the intelligence of the Pioneer Council threw this trouble to her, she had already foreseen it, right?
No one likes unrestricted internal watchdogs any more than no one likes a purge.
The Mercury Agency in Rome and the Doctrine Department of the Russian Federation, the troubles that the two departments will cause when they lose their checks and balances, have been countless in history.
If this continues, the entire overhead structure may become passive.
“However, the person just now came here on purpose.”
In the channel, a voice that was silent from beginning to end sounded.
On the other side of the one-way glass, in an office chair, a new mute who eats ice cream with a spoon in his mouth, calmly recounts his observations: “The thinking tendency of those students was deliberately guided by him, although he never said Anything to do with defeatism is like language that interferes with people’s thinking, so does theory, and from that point of view, his talent as a professor and teacher is amazing.”
Fu Yi sighed: “Until the end, he didn’t waver at all. Maybe he felt from the bottom of his heart that he was for the present, for the real future, right?”
The assistant was silent.
And Fu Yi, stirring the gradually dissolving ice cream in the cup, picked out the nuts inside, and finally reminded: “Also, he may have wanted to die.
You should watch him closely.
By the way, did he leave any suicide notes… This type of scholar would sacrifice his life for his theories and ideas. ”
There were hurried footsteps outside the door.
“What a hassle.”
Ai Qing sighed, rubbed the bridge of her nose, and threw Matt’s report aside.
People who can’t think but chatter are annoying, but what’s even more hateful is this kind of guy who uses his own cleverness and smugness to incite other people.
The former is ignorant and innocent, and the latter is wise and harmful—it’s simply disgusting.
“Okay, everyone else go to rest first, we’ll be here today.”
She got up and glanced at her watch. Just as she was about to eat dinner, she heard the phone vibrate and an email popped up on the screen.
Intelligence from an overhead agency, another terrorist attack against the Ivy League, two professors and 16 students were killed on the spot, and the attackers detonated suicide…
It’s like flipping a chain switch.
Continuous reminders emerged from the mailbox, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com was like a frenzy.
It’s all the alerts of attacks from all over the place and the forewarning of crimes from different groups…
She was silent for a moment and turned off the screen.
“Going to work overtime?”
The assistant suddenly had a bad premonition and screamed: “No, my boyfriend’s third anniversary dinner”
“It doesn’t matter, you can celebrate the fourth anniversary. I believe in you, your love is stronger than gold.”
Ai Qing gave a thoughtful reassurance, then turned and walked to the conference room.
That calm expression was the same as before, and it was not shaken by the worsening status quo. On the contrary, in her opinion, this may be a sign that she has finally touched the lesion.
Even in the treatment and arrangement of Matt, she did not think there was anything wrong with it.
If capitulationism is an infectious disease, people like Matt are undoubtedly the biggest source of infection, and letting it go is the real problem.
It’s just… where did he get infected?
During the long and busy investigation, the network in front of her has grown larger and larger, with countless threads, as if covering the entire situation.
The source, however, is nowhere to be found.
It seems to have disappeared.
But there are always some looming lines floating in the darkness.
from behind her…
“The Astronomical Society.”
Ai Qing murmured silently and pushed open the door in front of her.
Endless work, start again.
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