Two days later, on the other side of the sea.
On a bench in the park, Chen Yunyong sat next to a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression.
".There is really no need to struggle anymore, there is no hope."
"Actually, I shouldn't have chosen to come here in the first place. At that time, I always felt that if I could learn something new from them, I would be able to quickly improve domestic technology when I go back."
"What I didn't expect was that when people asked me to come over, they had no intention of letting me go back."
"They even refused to give me a research job in order to keep it secret. I could only teach at the university."
"There is also something wrong with my passport. It is impossible to get it back."
"All roads are blocked, and doing anything else will only bring unnecessary risks."
"So, give up. Wait a few years, or ten years, and maybe there will be a turn for the better."
After hearing his words, the man sighed and asked:
"I know this, but I also know that you want to go back, don't you?"
"I think."
Chen Yunyong nodded firmly, but then his face showed obvious disappointment.
"But now, I'm not really needed there anymore, am I?"
"You have even copied the F119 and even the J-22."
"I saw the news, it was Shen Fei who did it."
"I think they don't have that kind of strength. It should be that some amazing geniuses have been born in our talent team."
"That's the only answer."
"As long as they are here, I won't be that important."
"You don't believe in yourself?"
The man lowered his voice, but his tone became stern.
Chen Yunyong smiled bitterly and replied:
"Mingshu, how can I trust myself?"
"In the five years I have been here, I have not had the opportunity to come into contact with any real cutting-edge scientific research. I cannot even enter the most basic laboratory in the school."
"How many times have I wished I could provide you with some useful information, but I couldn't."
"All I did was teach the courses that I already knew over and over again, and popularize the basics of thermodynamics to the students here who are just entering college."
"What do you think I have the qualifications to return to the field of scientific research?"
"Really, give up, I'm not worth your efforts."
"When you meet me, you are taking a huge risk. I don't want others to be affected because of me."
"You also know that after the J-22 made its first flight, they have already started a round of rigorous review to protect themselves."
With that said, Chen Yunyong stood up and was about to leave, but the man named Ming Shu grabbed his sleeve.
"Sit down and talk for a while."
"What else are you talking about?"
Chen Yunyong said helplessly.
"Let's talk about new directions. What if I say that they want you to go back, not to let you continue to do aviation engineering, but to give you a brand new subject?"
"A brand new topic? What topic?"
"Two-stage counter-rotating lift fan."
"Lift fan?!"
Chen Yunyong's eyes widened in shock, then he looked around, lowered his voice and said sternly:
"Mingshu, do you know what this means?"
"This is an extremely dangerous topic. Are you sure the surrounding environment is safe?"
Mingshu nodded and replied:
"You can rest assured that this is our safe zone. We have deployed electromagnetic interference facilities. No one within 50 meters can monitor our conversations."
Hearing this, Chen Yunyong raised his head and looked around again. Sure enough, there were only two of them in the empty park.
Only then did he feel relieved and continued to ask:
"You want to build a STOVL aircraft?"
Mingshu nodded and replied:
"Yes, this is the direction we will discuss and study, but I can't tell you more details here."
"I understand. Is it 601?"
"No, 611."
Chen Yunyong took a deep breath, and then said thoughtfully:
"That is to say, this project is not the same as the nearly unfinished lift fan project of the 601 Institute. I can probably guess what you are going to do."
"Mingshu, you shouldn't tell me this here, I'm not qualified."
Mingshu smiled softly and replied:
"You think too little of yourself."
"In the first few years, the intelligence you provided helped us a lot, and we also know that it was that intelligence that led to you being forced to stay here."
"Your loyalty is obvious to all, and there is no reason why we can't trust you."
"Besides, your advance review has been completed, otherwise I wouldn't have appeared here."
"All right."
Chen Yunyong's hands subconsciously clasped the seat under him. At this moment, his heart, which had not fluctuated for a long time and had almost become dead, suddenly ignited a spark.
Two-stage counter-rotating lift fan.
He had seen such technology in the F-35B process documents, but when he wanted to access more detailed information, he had been included in the danger list and transferred from his post.
This did not affect his curiosity about this technology. Even during the five years of teaching, he had intermittently tried to deduce this technology.
Because he knows that once it can be realized, the combat methods of modern carrier-based aircraft will undergo major changes.
It's a pity that his personal power is too weak.
Even though he thought he was extremely intelligent, he was still powerless in the face of such a huge problem.
And now, the 611 Institute in China has actually started research on this topic, which means that if I can return to China smoothly, I will no longer be alone when facing various difficulties.
His heart beat violently, and after finally calming down, he asked:
"Is 611 sure? How far can they go?"
"I can't reveal it."
Mingshu replied decisively.
Then he continued:
"But they won't give up."
Chen Yunyong let out a long sigh, he already had the answer in his heart.
"I accept the invitation."
"But the question is, how do I get back?"
"We'll play our cards right."
At this point, Mingshu suddenly laughed.
"We will invite you in the name of Institute 601, and the evidence chain will be prepared in advance. What they will see is that after you return, you will only participate in the useless project of Institute 601."
"This is not enough. It can only be used as a 'formal' reason and is not convincing at all."
"The other party is not an idiot, how could he not see the problem?"
Chen Yunyong frowned and said.
"Of course it's not enough, and as you said, it's a pro forma reason to make it sound to some people in Congress."
"In addition to this, we will also exchange some things with them."
"what?"
A sly smile appeared on Mingshu's face, and then he replied:
"An EC-130H, and the crew on board."
"You locked them up for so long?"
Chen Yunyong was shocked.
"What words, what kind of words are these!"
"It's too difficult to maintain and there are too many people. Our comrades are so hospitable."
Two hours later, Chen Yunyong returned to his residence near Princeton University. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, his face still showed a bit of joy.
His wife, who had already prepared the meal, saw his expression and asked curiously:
"What's going on today? Is there a happy event?"
Chen Yunyong shook his head and did not answer.
This is not because he does not trust his wife. In fact, his wife Liu Huixia is also a technician who was "forced to stay" like him, and has even experienced some confidential incidents that are exactly the same as him.
However, in accordance with confidentiality requirements, he tried not to reveal too much information to her, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Anyway, as long as it's a good thing, I'm bound to be a part of it."
Seeing his wife's coquettish expression, Chen Yunyong stepped forward, gently held her hand, and said:
"It's a good thing, but I really can't tell you right now."
"In another month at most, there will be news."
"Don't worry, we."
Chen Yunyong originally wanted to say, "Our time here is over," but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.
From his eyes, Liu Huixia saw a light that she had not seen for a long time, which made her heart beat violently.
"Is there any action over there?"
she asked excitedly.
"Can't say, can't talk about eating and eating!"
Chen Yunyong happily sat down at the dining table. On the dining table were two simple dishes and one soup, all characteristics of his hometown in Hunan.
After stretching out his chopsticks and taking a bite, Chen Yunyong chuckled and said:
"This braised pork is too sweet and has a strong alcohol taste."
"You, after all these years, still make AH's taste."
"Mao's Braised Pork, the most important thing is that it must be fragrant and spicy. Without the spiciness, the dish would be useless."
"Next time, let me do it. Don't waste this good pork belly."
Liu Huixia glared at him dissatisfied and said:
"It was your turn to cook today, and it was your turn to buy the food. Who told you to go out temporarily for something?"
"Just have a bite. I'll buy groceries for you tomorrow. You can make whatever you want."
"Well, let's buy more tomorrow to celebrate."
Chen Yunyong answered vaguely while eating.
He was about to chat with his wife about the recipe for the next day, but at this moment, there was a heavy knock on the door of the room.
The two frowned at the same time.
At this time, friends rarely come to your door.
Even friends would not knock on the door in this way.
who is it?
Chen Yunyong alertly called his wife to stand behind him, then picked up the baseball bat standing by the door and looked out through the peephole.
And when he saw the person standing outside the door, his heart suddenly sank.
A middle-aged man wearing a windbreaker and holding an ID card.
The other one is his colleague at Princeton, Dick.
There is no doubt that this was a surprise inspection.
Chen Yunyong gave his wife a look and motioned her to stay away from the door, then took a deep breath and opened the door.
The person at the door saw him for the first time and immediately said:
"Professor Chen, my name is Aidil. We received a report and need to examine you."
"Here's the search warrant, here's my ID."
"Professor Dick is the technical advisor for this inspection and he has the same rights as me."
Chen Yunyong looked at Dick behind Aidil with a serious face, and the latter replied with a slightly evasive look:
"Chen, you know, I'm just cooperating with the work."
Chen Yunyong sighed and stepped away from the door.
Yeah, Dick just played along.
In fact, under the pressure of this powerful department, who can not cooperate?
However, this process of cooperation can never be pleasant.
Adil walked past him without looking back, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.
Afterwards, he took Dick straight to Chen Yunyong's study and rummaged through his desk and bookcases unscrupulously.
Seeing this scene, Liu Huixia walked forward dissatisfied and shouted to Aidil:
"You are simply ridiculous! Why do you want to check on us? Tell me the reason, otherwise, I will call the police now!"
Hearing her words, a mocking smile appeared on Adil's face.
"Call the police? Madam, the search warrant in my hand was authorized by the police station. I acted completely in accordance with the law."
"If you are dissatisfied with the way I work, you can complain to us according to the number on the certificate, and there will be a dedicated person to handle it."
After that, Eddie continued to rummage through the bookcase.
As if he found this inconvenient, he directly pulled out all the drawers and threw them on the ground.
The violent shaking knocked over the ceramic doll that was originally placed on the table. It fell to the floor and shattered into pieces. Liu Huixia wanted to rush forward to stop it, but was grabbed by Chen Yunyong on the side.
"Don't fight him."
Chen Yunyong said in a low voice.
His fists were only clenched, and at this moment, he felt huge humiliation.
He, a top expert in the field of aviation and a professor at Princeton, had his door knocked on during dinner time, a brutal search was conducted without any reason, and his beloved jewelry was even broken.
If this kind of behavior were committed by a normal resident, he would have been sued in federal court and put in jail.
But he had no way of resisting.
Because he knows that he is not an ordinary person.
At least, not officially.
He was "on the hook" and was a criminal suspect from beginning to end.
Fortunately, it won't be anymore soon.
Chen Yunyong gently patted his wife's back to comfort him, while on the other side, Dick had been called over by Aidil to help identify the documents and notes spread out on the floor.
"These are notes on aircraft engine structural design. It's no big deal."
"This is the structural diagram of the combustion chamber. It is very common and not classified."
"This is a research note about lift fans, Chen. Are you studying a two-stage counter-rotating lift fan?"
Dick suddenly raised his head, looked at Chen Yunyong and asked.
Adil stood up vigilantly and put his right hand on his waist. It seemed that as long as Chen Yunyong said an inappropriate word, he would immediately draw his gun and arrest him.
Chen Yunyong looked at Dick without fear and asked:
"What? Does this also involve your secrets?"
Dick shook his head and replied:
"No, on the contrary. Chen, your research is too rudimentary."
"If I look at it from my perspective, these documents don't even reach the level of technical introductory level."
There was a trace of pity in Dick's eyes, and then he continued:
"Chen, do you really think this makes sense?"
"I don't understand why you refuse our kindness."
"It is a country with no future. Only by staying here can you truly realize your value."
"But that country with no future developed a fourth-generation aircraft before you did, and used that fourth-generation aircraft to capture the EA-6B."
Chen Yunyong interrupted him mercilessly.
"...It was just an accident. And unilateral results don't mean anything."
"You don't really think that the birth of a fourth-generation aircraft can completely change the technological landscape of two countries, right?"
"Who knows?"
Chen Yunyong replied noncommittally.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Adil's expression relaxed slightly. He left the study and continued to check other rooms.
But Dick seemed not to give up. He walked to Chen Yunyong with a sincere expression and continued to say:
"Chen, you are really one of the most promising experts I have ever met. Your wisdom is far above mine. All you need is experience."
"Look at the drawings of these lift fans you drew. They are very naive, but I have to admit, they are definitely works of genius."
"Are you really willing to plant your seeds in that barren land?"
"You know, it's not like they don't have a lift fan project, but from 1995 to now, have they had any results?"
"No!"
"And it will definitely not happen in the future!"
"Chen, promise me to give up on them."
"Give them up, choose us, and you'll get everything you want."
Chen Yunyong turned his head and looked at the ceramic shards there, then pointed at it and said to Dick:
"Is this all I want? If so, then it's even less likely that I want it."
"It's just you know, it's just necessity!"
Dick's tone was anxious.
He indeed valued Chen Yunyong, and he did regret that this genius had "fallen upon himself", but at the moment, he didn't seem to have many words to use to persuade him.
"There is no last resort. I am forced to stay here."
Looking at Chen Yunyong's determined expression, Dick sighed deeply.
"Okay, I see what you mean."
"Remember, Chen, this is your own choice."
"You gave up your future. In the days to come, you may only be able to spend your life as an ordinary university professor."
"I really feel sorry for you, but I can't help you."
"I don't need your help."
Chen Yunyong's tone softened slightly. He looked into Dick's eyes and continued:
"Dick, you are a good friend, but our positions are different, and this cannot be changed."
"I understand. You should be glad that it's me who's here this time. If it were anyone else, they might even use all kinds of ridiculous reasons to label you as a criminal."
"Thank you."
Chen Yunyong nodded and said.
The two left the study, and outside, all the rooms in the apartment had been turned into a mess by Adil.
"Okay, no need to look for it. There is no leaked information we are looking for here. He is just doing normal research."
Hearing this, Adil stood up in disappointment.
"I hope so."
"Professor Chen, I hope you can understand your situation."
"You are not that powerful. Your strength is only based on our resources."
"You are nothing without us."
With that said, he walked straight to the door.
When passing by the restaurant, he glanced at the tables nearby, then sniffed the smell in the air and said mockingly:
“Rubbish Chinese food.”
Liu Huixia, who was standing aside, snorted and said with the same disdain:
"White pigs cannot eat fine chaff."
(End of chapter)
