In the Commonwealth, no one can cover the sky with one hand. The president can't do it, neither can the old man from the Lee family in Philadelphia, nor can the lady from the Tai family. At most, all people can only cover the blazing sun in front of their brows and find a clear sky above their heads.
Money can be omnipotent, but it is not omnipotent. Although Tie Suanli's family has fully invested in the presidential campaign, they are still careful and careful, and carefully designed, not to miss any link that may affect the voter's inclination.
The development of the federation's new generation of mechas involves the shameful agreement reached between Medellin Congressman and Dean Lin, and they naturally won't take it lightly. However, the combination of the Federal Academy of Sciences and the Li family cannot completely affect the Nutshell Mobile Company, so they need the data in that laboratory, but they still have to follow the rules of the game and must wait until the above order arrives.
If the young lieutenant really had no background, or receded naturally under strong pressure, Li Xiuzhu might not be so distressed. The problem is that to this day, he still doesn't know how deep the relationship between the young lieutenant named Xu Le and the Tai family is. With some scruples, there were twists and turns in the way he acted, so he asked Park Zhi Ho to use the invisible method to temporarily take the young second lieutenant out of this matter.
Park Zhiho was from Li Xiaotong, and Li Xiuzhu didn't expect that the knife he borrowed would be able to deceive many people and make Lao Qi uncomfortable, but at least he hoped to conceal it for a while. He mainly cares about whether the knife is strong enough and sharp enough, and whether it is qualified enough for his own use in the future.
When the secretary told him of Park Ji-ho's death, he was sitting on the sofa by the window watching the lights of Wanjia downstairs. The glass of ordinary red wine in his hand swayed slightly, and a trace of stunnedness flashed in Li Xiuzhu's eyes, and then he returned to calm. It seems that the knife that I liked has not been tempered and broken, but it is simply broken. He thought of the young lieutenant again, and for a while, he was somewhat wary for no reason, and washed away all the good emotions accumulated during dinner.
Li Xiuzhu should not be wary of Xu Le. That one was an outsider who got lost in the circle, with no foundation to speak of, let alone a threat to him. Even if the other party knew his own thoughts from Park Zhiho, there was not much time to stop the sealing of the laboratory in the early morning of tomorrow.
The problem is that it was already two o'clock in the night, and after the police found Park Zhiho's body, the preliminary judgment should be that he died at nine o'clock last night.
Li Xiuzhu didn't have the habit of directly contacting his subordinates. Since it was a secret plan, Park Zhihao would not call to report after the completion of the incident, so these few hours of free time did not attract his attention. However, Park Zhiho was dead. He should have known the news as soon as possible, but it seemed that his life was delayed for several hours by some interested people.
What are these hours enough to do? His extremely handsome face gradually became cold, and he gently turned the red wine glass in his hand. Suddenly he laughed self-deprecatingly, shook his head, made a phone call, and ignored the matter.
The overall situation has been decided. Although the young lieutenant is a variable, a variable that is beyond his expectations, it cannot affect the overall situation after all. That guy named Xu Le could never steal the data from the laboratory in the Nutshell Research Institute.
It's not about ability, it's about system. The federal system has always been incomparably powerful in the face of individual capabilities.
The soft and pleasant electric sound is very clear in the quiet laboratory. The federal state-of-the-art technology laboratory in the background of low-noise technology, if not for Xu Le's amazing ear power, he would not be able to hear these music-like sounds.
The index tree and data axis on the light-screen desktop are rapidly flipping, and the file shredding diagram is constantly running. Xu Le had already taken off his military uniform at this time, and his hands quickly entered operating instructions on the light-screen desktop, sweat dripping all over his forehead.
The design drawings and data models of the electronic jets have basically been destroyed. This part of the data was obtained from his cooperation with Professor Shen Lao these days, and has not entered the federal database management system, so it is very easy to delete. In addition, this is all his own research. Even if it is destroyed for a while, it is not too difficult to pick it up again in the future.
The hissing file smashes the analog sound, accompanied by a faint electric sound, like an uncomplicated but unusually beautiful concerto. With the accompaniment of this tune, Xu Le was silently and focused on his work.
These data must be destroyed, otherwise, if the Federal Academy of Sciences gets it, with the opponent's terrifying scientific research strength, it may only take three days to solve the most critical problem of the new generation of Federal mecha.
At 2:13 in the morning, Xu Le finally raised his head from the light-screen desktop, and let out a sigh of relief, feeling the pain all over his body and the hunger in his stomach. Tonight first confronted seven knives, then beheaded Park Zhihao, and quietly sneaked into Qingteng Garden. He has been mobilizing the mysterious power in his body. At this time, although his spirit was still full and his mysterious power was still abundant, the wear and tear on his body and the emptiness in his abdomen really made him feel uncomfortable.
Outside the laboratory database, everything related to the electronic jet has been deleted. In order to eliminate all traces, Xu Le did not stop operating his fingers for a moment, and the database search ability that was forcibly trained by Professor Shen was shown powerfully at this moment. These data contents are all on the periphery of the database. Presumably those people who will come to take over the laboratory tomorrow morning should not notice the difference.
After doing all this, Xu Le sat on the chair beside the light-screen table, silent for a minute, thinking for a minute, and resting for a minute.
Qingtengyuan and his party at least confirmed Zou Yu's previous analysis in the black car. The Federal Academy of Sciences wanted the research results of Professor Shen Lao, and the Tie Suanli family secretly contributed, but the bridge between them was Ross and Medellin, two politicians who were determined to win the presidency. This combination is really terrible.
Naturally, Xu Le would not fully believe in Li Xiaotong's cooperation with him. In fact, the Seventh Young Master of the Li Family can't help him at all except for some money. It's just that the seventh young master of the Li family was able to spy on Li Xiuzhu and find evidence that Park Zhihao betrayed him, which made Xu Le a little wary.
After deleting the hundreds of initial design drawings that he and Old Professor Shen had designed these days, all traces of data were wiped out, but Xu Le's face showed no sign of relief. He stared at the index tree that kept flashing on the light-screen desktop, and there was a hint of heaviness and helplessness in those small eyes.
The real key lies in the quantum measurable dynamics researched by Professor Shen. The reason why Xu Le found the correct way to solve the problem of the new generation of mecha electronic jets is that, under the guidance of Professor Shen, at the end of this old man's life. Under the theories and data models that have been tirelessly researched for more than ten years, some things have been figured out.
Although the results Xu Le obtained at the moment were important, what was more important were the data models and function formulas in the section of Professor Shen.
He has now destroyed all the epitaxy designs, but if the Federal Academy of Sciences takes away all the research results of Professor Shen Lao, he believes that the other party will find the problem and solve it, it will not take too long.
The highly respected scholar dean of the Federal Academy of Sciences, and his disciples and grandchildren who play a key role in the federal scientific community, are definitely not dry meals. Although Xu Le despised the moral standards of these people, it must be admitted that these people did not start out by plagiarism, and their abilities were also extremely powerful.
The database of this laboratory is a one-way exit. It is connected to the core database of the Federal Academy of Sciences and the three military academies, but cannot be accessed from the periphery. The entrance is only in the office on the second floor of the laboratory, so the Federal Academy of Sciences will be in a hurry. Requires control of this lab.
Xu Le's initial plan was to transfer all of Professor Shen's academic achievements over the years directly through the dump equipment, and then, with the help of the Blu-ray equipment, pass through the triple scan gate of the institute.
It is a pity that although the database of this laboratory is a one-way export, for the sake of data security, Professor Shen is connected with the federal central database to conduct data electronic preservation. No matter who it is, under the premise of lacking the authority of the central database, once the data is replicated or irreversibly operated, an alarm will be issued.
Right now, there is a problem in front of Xu Le. He can't remove the data of Old Professor Shen, and even if he wants to quietly destroy the data, it is extremely difficult to do. But tomorrow, all these data will fall into the hands of the Federal Academy of Sciences, which is something he absolutely does not want to see. Xu Le couldn't get the authority of the central database, but those people must have already thought of countermeasures.
Can't quietly destroy these data, Xu Le has other ways, but he is still thinking silently for a minute, because this is the fruit of wisdom that Old Professor Shen has spent countless efforts, if it is destroyed in this way. In his own hands, how did he explain to the old man in the Galaxy Cemetery
Another problem is that although Xu Le is already familiar with many functional formulas and numerical models, without the help of the materials in the database of Professor Shen Lao, he has no confidence that he can complete the final transformation of the Federation's new generation of mechas.
What does the federation's new generation of mecha mean? Xu Le understood better than anyone. Although he has no sympathy for the upper society that controls the Federation, he knows that in the increasingly severe situation between the Federation and the Empire, the sooner the Federation completes the research and installation of a new generation of mechas, the more ordinary, passionate soldiers will die less.
On one side is direct justice and the struggle of the little ones, and on the other side is the great interests of the Federation and the lives of the common people.
To stay, or to destroy, that is the question.
A minute later, Xu Le stood up from his chair and stopped thinking about this question. If he doesn't understand, he can only act according to his own instinct.
From the database storage rack in the office on the second floor, he pulled out the hard storage boxes connecting the data cables and power cables. Xu Le looked at these metal objects and stopped for a moment. He knew his next move. , it will ruin the whole life of Professor Shen, and at this moment, his mind is struggling.
"It's not yours, so you shouldn't rob it."
Xu Le took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Fuck you."
Spitting on his hand, he raised the heavy peace axe in his hand and smashed it hard and decisively at the data storage boxes.