Among the believers, Lin Qingliu believed that Ji Yongxing was the one who knew the inner city area best and had the best logical thinking, which was why he consulted Ji Yongxing on this issue.

The other party did not disappoint him. After confirming a few basic requirements, Ji Yongxing quickly took action.

In other words, [Sky Curtain] quickly took action.

For screening tasks, computers can complete them much more efficiently than humans, and all Ji Yongxing has to do is use his authority to collect intelligence, and the integration is completely left to [Tianmu].

This process took about two days, and Lin Qingliu used this time to pack up everything in his home that was worth taking away.

Two days later in the afternoon, Ji Yongxing completed his research tasks for the past few days and asked for leave at the speed of light.

After learning that he was going to visit a psychologist, Deputy Director Zhou Zhuo showed obvious concern.

He looked at Ji Yongxing's face from left to right, but couldn't see any obvious autistic tendencies in him.

Ji Yongxing did not explain too much about this, but simply explained that he had not rested well recently (mainly because he was busy with his side business) and planned to consult a relatively reliable doctor.

After seeing Ji Yongxing off, Zhou Zhuo once again thought of the doctor who, according to the information, was not very reliable.

He found the reports of the two retired soldiers working in the research institute among a pile of paper documents. There was nothing obviously unusual except that they ate better.

Are you going there to eat and drink for free?

Zhou Zhuo quickly denied his guess. Ji Yongxing's parents were both senior researchers at the institute, but they worked in different departments than their children.

Although his family was not wealthy, they were one of the few families in Hope City that did not worry about the taste of food.

Although it is not good to make malicious speculations about one's students, as a researcher, Zhou Zhuo has an innate skepticism towards everything.

He remembered the name written on the file, got up and went to the database connected by the three major institutions, and entered "Lin Qingliu" in the search box.

This database is equivalent to the intranet of the three major institutions. Because it sometimes involves issues such as personnel handovers and secondments, the institute took the lead in developing this thing more than ten years ago.

The database of this giant is now hidden in the basement of the institute's main building.

Zhou Zhuo pressed the Enter key, and the cursor on the screen began to rotate briefly, and then responded after a few seconds.

A headshot and lines of information kept appearing on the display.

This was somewhat beyond Zhou Zhuo's expectations, but it didn't seem strange to him.

He looked carefully and discovered in the job title column that this young doctor, who was only 21 years old this year, was actually a member of the military.

[Captain of the externally hired psychological therapy team of the General Staff Department of the Army]

Although the other party's resume was not long, it was also extremely clear. Zhou Zhuo took a glance and saw from Lin Qingliu's elementary school to the task that had just been completed some time ago.

This young man... is really capable.

Zhou Zhuo muttered to himself and nodded casually.

It’s a pity...his talent is not in research, otherwise he might really be a good candidate.

After admiring the other party's youth and potential, Zhou Zhuo once again habitually thought of poaching him.

As an older researcher, he always felt that his thinking had begun to dull in recent years.

He is able to continue to stick to his current position entirely due to his profound accumulation of knowledge and experience, as well as the memory storage in his mind that is comparable to a database.

It’s a pity that as an ordinary person without super powers, this is the limit of what Zhou Zhuo can do. Whenever he thinks of this, he will think of Wan Juan from the first team.

If I had that kind of almost infinite photographic memory, I should be able to make more contributions to humanity's counterattack...

With a little sadness and confidence in his students, Zhou Zhuo returned to his post.

Ji Yongxing is a rare talent. He is just worried that he will get together with some weird people, just like an old parent who is worried about his own child playing with bad kids.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhuo suddenly realized that this kind of thing didn't seem to be something he should care about...

At the same time, in a wing building of the institute, two researchers from different institutions sneezed at the same time.

The middle-aged man and woman both had some similarities with Ji Yongxing in their eyebrows and eyes. They were in different places and rubbed their noses in tacit understanding, whispering to themselves:

"That kid Yongxing must be missing me..."

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In the eastern part of the outer city, a street that Ji Yongxing is familiar with.

Following the guidance of his memory, he found the psychological clinic that had a sign indicating that it had closed.

This place was almost unchanged from the first time he visited, except that after opening the door, what caught his eyes were packed woven bags one after another.

Passing through the gap in the middle of the woven bag, Ji Yongxing found Lin Qingliu sitting on the last unpacked folding chair at the innermost part of the first floor.

"Half past one, very punctual."

Lin Qingliu nodded and gave his comment, and at the same time took out another folding chair from behind and placed it opposite.

Between the two people was a woven bag that served as a coffee table and was filled with miscellaneous items.

Ji Yongxing took out a stack of white paper from his bag. After two days and one night of sleepless work at [Tianmu], all the optional positions have been collected here.

Before coming here, Ji Yongxing also conducted a preliminary review of this stack of information.

"I'm glad to be of help, Father."

Lin Qingliu waved his hand:

"Don't be so serious. This is a personal commission. I will pay you later. And...when it's not about that, just call me Lin Qingliu or Doctor Lin."

After these words were spoken, the relationship between the two seemed to be closer than before.

Ji Yongxing was not so restrained and started to introduce the information in his hand directly:

"Here are a total of 20 houses that meet your budget requirements, terrain requirements, and surrounding building requirements. Since your budget is limited..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Qingliu had already handed a stack of information coins to Ji Yongxing:

“This is the commission fee.”

"Actually, you don't have to..."

"No, let's keep things separate."

Seeing the other party's serious expression, Ji Yongxing's face changed, and he took out two documents from his hand:

“Well, Dr. Lin, these two properties are no longer within your budget.”

Lin Qingliu forced himself to suppress the twitching of the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether he should admire the other party's rigor or reflect on his own overly generous spending.