Wu Zunliang is sitting in a mobile surveillance car with a wide compartment. Screens and projections from three directions around him were broadcasting images, tables and data information at all times, coating him with colorful brilliance.
This mobile surveillance vehicle was originally used to monitor and analyze real-time images in the wilderness. Now that the field collection work has come to an end, we will use it for graphical processing.
At least the results of more than half a year of hard work must be packaged in order to convince those investors who are best at thinking with their eyes and testicles - this is the evaluation and method of early investors towards their kind.
Naturally, professionals are responsible for this kind of packaging work. The experimental dogs under Wu Zunliang were completely relegated to the position of handymen, doing some beatings.
In front of three projection screens, seven or eight men and women of varying ages were breaking up and piecing together the various results of the research team for more than half a year. The original rigorous logic gave way to more intuitive and impactful visual effects. Serving those almost absurd dream-like conjectures.
Wu Zunliang began to frown. On the one hand, it was annoying to watch, but on the other hand, he was an old man in his nineties after all. Even at the end of the 21st century when the average life expectancy exceeded a hundred years, he was no longer an energetic age. . Returning from the wilderness laboratory hundreds of kilometers away from the city, the convoy had been bumping on the rugged mountain road for six or seven hours, and it was almost shaking his stomach.
Old man Ding Zhiying, who was five years younger than him, had fallen asleep with his head tilted back, drool dripping down his neck. Wu Zunliang didn't laugh at him. Anyway, he wouldn't be much better.
In fact, the two old men could have gone to the car behind and slept soundly, but it was a pity that they could not reach the state of "out of sight, out of mind", so they could only spend their time here... Well, what was he thinking about before?
The dense fragrance of steamed tea reached my nose, and a female student in hunting clothes brought me a cup of tea. It was a big cup that could be drunk. It was warm in my hand. A sip could warm my stomach. Unfortunately, my heart and lungs were still weak. Variety.
After Wu Zunliang took two sips of hot tea, he remembered to say: "Tang Yi."
"teacher."
"About that explanation, that theme..."
"A very interesting idea."
Wu Zunliang blinked his sour eyes, then squinted at his most proud disciple in recent years, and then grinned for two seconds: "Well, it's just an idea."
"No, it's super inflammatory, both to people and to money."
The teacher and the students were having a conversation, and the experimental dogs in the mobile surveillance vehicle all pricked up their ears while doing their chores hard.
Tang Yi's statement may be the source of their papers and salaries for the next year and a half, or it may be the beginning of a new round of explosive overtime work.
The dog's life is at stake, so they can't help but pay attention.
But at this moment, the bumpy car slowed down significantly and then stopped. Soon the carriage door opened, and Colonel Meng Tu, who was in charge of the team's safety work, stepped up and told them: "There are temporary changes in the flight. We will not be able to leave tonight. We will go to Spring City to rest for the night. Tomorrow will depend on the situation."
"I shouldn't have left in the first place." Wu Zunliang patted his knee and sighed again, "It's all because of money!"
Ding Zhiying and old man Ding in the back finally woke up and asked in confusion: "What, are you at the station?"
Colonel Meng Tu roughly repeated what he said again, and Ding Zhiying chuckled, habitually scolding his old partner: "You are still talking like this in the field, your old Pan may have prepared tomorrow's breakfast... What a waste Alright."
"Don't worry, don't think about breakfast or anything. She's going to make fun of me with all her words."
Wu Zunliang said "Hey", stood up while the car was parked, relaxed his muscles and bones, and temporarily forgot about the damn "explanation theme", and asked casually: "Did you tell me what happened? The abnormality is acting strangely." , affecting flight takeoff and landing?”
Meng Tu shook his head: "At the moment, it has nothing to do with the aberrations. I heard that a case occurred in the city. Investigations and arrests are currently underway, and airport and land transportation are restricted."
"Murder?"
"It seems to be a robbery. I'm not sure about the details. But there is an arrest scene ahead... The convoy will have to wait a while to pass."
"Isn't this caught?"
"Suspected accomplice."
Ding Zhiying curled his lips: "In today's world, if you want to rob a bank, you have nowhere to start. How big of a case can you make?"
Meng Tu twitched the corner of his mouth. Seeing that his half-year sentence was about to end, I was too lazy to get to know these two old men.
The two old men, who together are almost 200 years old, have experienced almost everything and are very calm. Just forget about hearing about these things, Ding Zhiying smiled: "At least I didn't get the news at the airport. I can spend the night in the hotel tonight and concentrate on sorting out the information."
Wu Zunliang hummed: "Why bother before leaving?"
Who was doing the fuss just now?
Ding Zhiying didn't even bother to talk about him, and just said: "If everything is in order, why bother to worry about it? The current situation is that the theme of the explanation is very bluffing, and it insists on some 'new dimension'. But what about the arguments? ? Both Xia Cheng and Chuncheng used a bunch of so-called first-hand information to touch porcelain. With these, they let those people throw money into it. What's wrong with it?"
Wu Zunliang glanced at Meng Tu and pointed at his proud female disciple, meaning "here, just in time to pick up the previous topic, it's your turn."
Tang Yi was pushed to the front by her teacher, but she remained calm: "The latest data is pretty good. What we do is comparative research, and the topic comes from comparison..."
"Haha, Xiao Tang, you graduate students can handle this matter of data update. Do you need us two old men to come over? You are right in saying that the subject comes from comparison, but comparison can Now, where are the new topics that can be continued?”
"Comparative research on the interference of suspected 'plane pollution sources', this topic is still very loud."
The big and small bosses were quarreling with each other, and the experimental dogs in the carriage all shrank their necks as if they couldn't understand what was being said.
I was not in the mood to work, so there was a young man working in front of the screen. He was more curious about the outside world than the internal quarrels, so he secretly played the external camera of the mobile surveillance vehicle, hoping to watch the excitement. But due to an operational error, the screen forgot to split the screen and zoom out, and now everyone in the carriage could see it.
There was indeed chaos in front of the motorcade. A group of people were confronting the military and police, and there were physical conflicts. The scene was heated. Coupled with the black muzzle of the gun that was already raised, this didn't look like an arrest, but more like a prelude to an armed conflict.
Someone yelled "Ouch", and the young man hurriedly tried to cut it off, but heard two people say at the same time:
"etc!"
The ones who spoke were Wu Zunliang and Meng Tu. In half a year, there were not many times when they agreed.
Wu Zunliang stared at the screen without blinking: "What's stuffed in that car is... a chrysanthemum insect?"
Meng Tu didn't speak anymore, but his eyes were pointed at the small convoy of three off-road vehicles ahead, especially the one filled with indescribable fleshy "threads".
Relatively speaking, Wu Zunliang's idea is simpler: "We didn't collect the specimens of chrysanthemum bugs this time. Ask them if they were hunted in the volcanic area or outside the area? If there are Vulcan ants parasitizing them, , it couldn’t be better.”
Meng Tu frowned and looked at it for a long time, and then took action himself, zooming in on the external camera to focus on the details on the chrysanthemum insect, especially the distorted burning wounds.
"Wait a minute, I'll go down."
"Ask them where they are." Wu Zunliang reminded.
Meng Tu didn't respond and got out of the car directly. Looking at the footage from the exterior camera, he went straight to the scene of the conflict. The young lab dogs stared with something that could be called malicious anticipation.
However, the change of situation was beyond most people's expectations. After Meng Tu passed by, he revealed his identity, and both sides of the confrontation showed respect or fear, and then... they compromised.
Of course, there was a relatively long exchange in the middle, but the emotions and attitudes on the faces of everyone on the other side were still very clear when captured by high-precision lenses.
"Colonel Meng is so handsome."
A lab dog who accidentally regarded Meng Tu as a security captain for a long time finally realized at this moment what kind of status a "special operations force colonel" is.
Not to mention how uneasy the experimental dog was, Meng Tu quickly walked back. When he got in the car, Wu Zunliang asked:
"Do they sell it?"
"Let's go back to the city with them. There's something we need to discuss and confirm."
Meng Tu was worried that the two old men would get into trouble again, so he explained a little more: "It was the Sergeant X-2 robot that I met when I just moved to Spring City last year. Well, it affected the sampling in the volcanic area and destroyed our first wave. The one that mimicked the reconnaissance plane, didn’t it enter the core area of the volcanic area, and there was no result after that..."
"Oh!" The two old men said together as if they suddenly understood.
Ding Zhiying was surprised: "It's been almost half a year and we're so far away. How do you know it's related to that robot?"
"Because of the wound."
At this time, the conflict ahead had temporarily subsided and was about to start again. Meng Tu didn't mind chatting with the two old men for a while. He was in a good mood after unexpectedly discovering an important clue.
"The last X-2 type robot embodies a special technique. It is difficult to say the specific technique, but it is the kind that our Deep Blue Walker sequence is very concerned about. Unfortunately, there have been no new clues until the corpse of this chrysanthemum evil insect. The wound above is very similar to what appeared half a year ago.”
Format fire, no, extraordinary power "enchantment", has always been the focus of military research. Naturally, we should pay 120% attention to situations that occur outside the system.
Meng Tu thought for a while and then said: "Professor Wu, Professor Ding, I want to get a brief report on the cause of death of the chrysanthemum bug as soon as possible, and I hope to borrow the research team's instruments."
"No problem, it's okay to lend me your money." Wu Zunliang said with an air of grandeur, knocking on his chest, "I can't leave at night anyway, so I just have to do some work. Colonel Meng, please go and notify the sampling team now... Hey, Xiao Zhao, go and help. .”
An experimental dog stood up with a heart-breaking sadness, wagging its head and tail and followed Meng Tu.
Tang Yizhi turned slightly to make way for the experimental dog rushing to the front line. At the same time, he stared at the corpse of the chrysanthemum insect in the off-road vehicle in front, tapping his chin with his finger, thoughtfully.
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