Wu Zunliang is sitting in a mobile surveillance car with a wide compartment. Screens and projections from three directions around him are broadcasting images, tables and data information at all times, coating his body 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. Wu Zunliang's experimental dogs are completely relegated to the position of handymen, doing some beatings.
In front of three projection screens, seven or eight men and women of various 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 started to frown. On the one hand, it was annoying to see him. 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 100 years old, 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 had almost knocked out 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, because he wouldn't be much better anyway.
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 a hunting suit 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: "The flight has been temporarily changed, and we can't go on tonight.
, let’s go to Chuncheng to rest for a night first, and 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 blaming 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 else. 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's going on? The abnormality is acting strangely."
, affecting flight takeoff and landing?”
Meng Tu shook his head: "At present, it has nothing to do with the aberrations. I heard that a case occurred in the city. Investigations and arrests are now underway. 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 to be an accomplice."
Ding Zhiying pouted: "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. Considering that his half-year sentence was about to end, he 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 they are both very calm. It’s okay to just listen to these things. Ding Zhiying laughed: "At least I didn’t get the news at the airport. Today
I can spend the night in the hotel and concentrate on sorting out the information.”
Wu Zunliang hummed: "Why bother before leaving?"
Who was fussing 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?
?Whether it is Xia City or Chuncheng, they all use a bunch of so-called first-hand information to touch porcelain, and let those people throw money into it based on these, how about cheating?"
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 desk 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 data thing, why do we two old men need to come over? You are right about one thing, the subject comes from comparison, and comparisons can be made 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 filmed the external camera of the mobile surveillance vehicle, hoping to watch the excitement. But a
An operation error occurred, and the screen forgot to split the screen to zoom out. Now everyone in the carriage could see it.
There was indeed chaos in front of the convoy. A group of people were confronting the military and police, and there were physical conflicts. The scene was heated. Coupled with the black muzzles of the guns that were already raised, this did not look like an arrest, but rather 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!"
It was Wu Zunliang and Meng Tu who spoke. 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... chrysanthemum bugs?"
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 started to operate it himself, enlarging the magnification of the outdoor camera to focus on the details of the chrysanthemum insect, especially those seemingly twisted burning wounds.
"Wait a minute, I'll go down there."
"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 was heading straight to the scene of the conflict. The young experimental dogs all stared at it with some kind of malicious expectation.
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 into the car, Wu Zunliang asked:
"Do they sell it?"
"Let's go back to the city with them. We have something to discuss and confirm."
Meng Tu was worried that the two old men would get into trouble again, so he explained 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 a reconnaissance plane, didn’t it enter the core area of the volcanic area? There has been no results since then..."
"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 accidentally discovered an important clue, and he was in a good mood.
"The last X-2 type robot embodies a special technique. It is difficult to say the details, but it is the type 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."
The fire of format, no, the "enchantment" of extraordinary power, has always been the focus of military research. Naturally, we must 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, and knocked 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 give way to 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.