She basically spent the next three days in the archives room of the First Institute.
Feng Yu had been searching the archives for information since he accidentally found the form, but he found nothing after ten years.
Qiao Nian only searched for three days and of course found nothing.
And she soon discovered that not only were there no records of nuclear decomposition experiments in the archives of the First Institute, but even the black market search engines did not have any records of this.
Everything was cleaned up neatly.
It seems like there is a big hand behind the scenes pushing all this forward.
But Qiao Nian did not give up.
While she continued to search the archives of the First Research Institute for all the archival materials of that year, including the experimental records of each laboratory, she asked Guan Yan to use the power of the Red Alliance to search for relevant clues on the Internet...
Because what Qiao Nian wanted to find was extremely complicated and required a lot of time to search, she was basically not seen in the villa these days.
"Is Nian Nian not back yet?"
In Yaomen Villa.
Old Master Ye came early in the morning. His butt was almost worn out from sitting on the sofa. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he stretched his neck to look towards the door and called out to Gu San who was making him another cup of tea.
Gu San was about to go into the kitchen, but when he heard this, he stopped, scratched his head, and said in confusion, "If you didn't see Miss Qiao, then Miss Qiao probably hasn't come back yet."
Mr. Ye frowned and looked at him speechlessly: "Why would I ask you if I saw her come back?!"
Gu San stood there, scratching his head even more innocently: "But I don't know when Miss Qiao will be back."
"If you need help with Miss Qiao, you can call her."
Mr. Ye looked at him deeply and waved his hand completely: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave. Gu San looked around blankly and said quickly, "I'll take you back."
Old Master Ye no longer liked him, so he left without letting him see him off.
The place where he lived was not far from the villa, and it was also a villa of similar size.
When Mr. Ye returned, he happened to see Ye Lan making a phone call.
Ye Lan saw him coming back from the corner of her eye, said a few words to the other end, hung up the phone hastily, walked over and said, "Dad, you're back. Did you see Nian Nian?"
Mr. Ye walked in by himself: "She went out at eight in the morning, and seemed to go to the First Research Institute. I was half an hour late and didn't run into her."
Ye Lan poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him.
Mr. Ye waved his hand and said, "I don't want to drink anymore. I drank a lot of water during the day, and I really can't drink any more."
Ye Lan laughed dumbly, bent down to put the teacup on the table, and said with a smile: "Wangchuan is not at home?"
"Hmph." Old Master Ye straightened his clothes and said in a displeased manner, "When did that kid come home? When he was in Beijing before, he was often not at home. I was too lazy to say anything to him!"
Besides, he wasn't going to look for Ye Wangchuan.
He had been tired of seeing the brat at home for more than 20 years, and he ran there eagerly just to see his grandson's wife.
"By the way, have you checked the things I asked you to investigate?" Old Master Ye raised his head and asked suddenly.
Ye Lan was about to tell him this, but was interrupted: "I found out."
"How is it?" Old Master Ye perked up, his tiger eyes sparkling, and it was obvious that he cared about this matter very much.
Ye Lan didn't know what expression to make. Her face was very complicated. She smiled bitterly and said, "Nian Nian..."
(End of this chapter)