Chapter 96 Test (Part 2)

After Guo Tailai was interrogated once, he was sent back to the room where he was locked up. It's not bad this time, it can be more comfortable without handcuffs.

I believe that people will go to various places to understand the things that were said during the interrogation before, and it will take time. Guo Tailai is not in a hurry, those are facts, and he is not afraid of people's investigation.

For himself, Guo Tailai was not worried about anything, at best, he read some classified things and did not stop the report. But Guo Tailai was very worried about Zhao Yanyan. Zhao Yanyan did indeed leak the secrets, even though those secrets were only for him to see, and those secrets were designed by Zhao Yanyan himself.

This time the commotion is so big, it means that the matter is very big, so Zhao Yanyan must be in trouble. Guo Tailai has already made up his mind, trying to find ways to carry more on himself, hoping to reduce some of Zhao Yanyan's responsibilities.

With the nano-robots, Guo Tailai can sleep soundly. Anyway, he can clean up the foreign objects in the blood vessels in his dreams without wasting time. In the eyes of the soldiers guarding these actions, it was an act of not doing anything wrong and not afraid of ghosts calling the door.

However, Guo Tailai was woken up again very early in the morning. He was taken to another car and sent to another place as soon as the sun was shining, probably around five o'clock.

When he was interrogated again, Guo Tailai obviously felt the difference. The two men who were not in military uniform were interrogating, but the level of detail of the interrogation was completely incomparable to that of the two lieutenants before.

"When did Zhao Yanyan ask you out?"

"When did you read the blueprint?"

"What time did you arrive at the factory?"

"Where is the factory located?"

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As long as it is related to the process of manufacturing rocket engines, there is no detail, and the questions are extremely clear. What made Guo Tailai even more uncomfortable was that some of the questions he had asked would be asked repeatedly after a while, making Guo Tailai wonder if these two guys were out of their minds?

After a series of questioning, Guo Tailai was sent to another room for detention. As for the two middle-aged men who asked him, they went straight to the director's office with excited faces.

"Director Zhao, Suo Zhang, there is definitely something wrong with that fat man!" The middle-aged presiding judge saw Director Zhao and Director Zhang in the office, as well as Zhao Yanyan who was silently listening.

"How do you say it?" Zhao Xiangbei didn't speak, Director Zhang directly asked this sentence for Zhao Xiangbei.

"We have repeatedly asked Fatty about the process of helping Comrade Zhao Yanyan make rocket engines." The middle-aged man in charge quickly replied: "He answered very detailedly, remembering every detail and every step clearly. You know , That happened more than a month ago, how can a normal person remember every detail? There are always vague parts, but he doesn't, not at all."

"Even if we skillfully changed the time and way of asking some of the same questions, he can answer them exactly the same." The middle-aged man who assisted in the interrogation immediately added: "Ordinary people usually answer in this situation. It's normal to be nervous, your memory will be biased, and your answers will be slightly different. However, the fat man is not at all, he is not nervous at all, and his answers to questions are tight, which is very abnormal."

"In this case, only those who have undergone professional counter-interrogation training can behave like this." The middle-aged interrogator took over the conversation and said with certainty: "I asked friends in Guoan, and they do have professionals who can Do this. At the same time, it is also concluded that more than 90% of those who can do this may be professionals in this field.”

Director Zhang looked at Director Zhao, and Director Zhao looked at his daughter with a triumphant expression.

"Just because of this?" Zhao Yanyan almost laughed angrily, just because the fat man remembered all the details, so there is a problem?

"More than 90% sure, this is the judgment of the professionals in Guoan." Zhao Xiangbei had already made up his mind to kill that fat man who cheated his daughter.

That's good too, let Zhao Yanyan recognize his true nature, let her understand that she is inexperienced in judging people, after this experience, she will mature in the future.

"A good memory means a professionally trained spy?" Zhao Yanyan almost sneered. These people seem to be making a big deal out of a molehill, right?

"The problem is, no matter how good your memory is, it's impossible to remember all the details." The middle-aged man in charge of the review replied seriously: "Unless it is something that needs to be specially deepened and you don't want to forget it, such as what you have learned, or Others, but they all require frequent memory stimulation, that is to say, they need to be recited many times. It’s just a simple experience, and it’s impossible to have such a deep impression.”

"Director Zhang, do you have any more complicated blueprints here?" Zhao Yanyan turned to Director Zhang: "Don't make confidential ones, just use ordinary blueprints, find a complicated one."

The Nanfang Institute has not yet fully popularized computer drawing, and there are countless paper drawings. Director Zhang casually found a sufficiently complicated A2-format mechanical drawing and produced it.

"Is this picture complicated enough?" Zhao Yanyan opened it and showed it to everyone.

Everyone nodded, even if they were from the security department, they knew something about it. With so many labels and so many virtual and solid lines in the three-view, it would take at least half a month to draw it, which is absolutely complicated.

"Take this picture, let the fat man look at it for twenty seconds, and then try to ask him the details of the drawing to see if he can tell you." Zhao Yanyan rolled up the picture and stretched it out to the middle-aged presiding judge .

Several people looked at Zhao Xiangbei. Director Zhao glanced at his daughter, nodded slightly, and the two middle-aged men immediately walked out with the picture.

Thirty minutes later, the two of them walked into the director's office again with shock on their faces. Seeing their expressions, Zhao Yanyan couldn't help laughing. Just kidding, the fat man flipped through each drawing on the car only once, no more than ten seconds, and never looked at the drawings again for all the parts to build the engine. Isn't it humiliating to test his memory?

"He only watched it for ten seconds." Both Zhao Xiangbei and Director Zhang wanted to know the result, and the middle-aged presiding judge didn't know how to answer, so he only said this sentence. He didn't say anything about the other results or process, but everyone already understood what he meant.

"How is it possible?" Zhao Xiangbei almost cried out.

"How is it impossible?" Zhao Yanyan retorted with a triumphant smile on his face: "You think this is something that professionals have to go through professional training to do. In some people's eyes, it is as simple and natural as breathing. Don't take your breath away. That's a ridiculous normal person's thinking to ponder some monsters. More than 90% certainty also means that there is less than 10% failure rate, and there are always some people who are exceptions."

Suddenly, Zhao Xiangbei felt that his daughter looked at these people in the room as if she was looking at some mentally retarded people, including herself.