"Picking team!" Then, a cold voice sounded, "I am not from Shenzhou, but I dare to conduct secret experiments in Yunjing, and report to foreign countries privately, and go with us!"
With a "bang", Farouk''s cell phone landed on the ground.
There were a few "clang" sounds from the other end of the phone, followed by another series of rapid footsteps.
From this we can judge that Farouk was taken away by someone who claimed to be a "picker".
Ye Wanlan looked solemn. While grabbing her cell phone and standing up, she asked, "Listen, what is the origin of the picket team in the research institute?"
"Although the picket team is affiliated with the institute, its actual function must be above all researchers." Yan Tingfeng quickly explained, "They are responsible for monitoring the whereabouts of each researcher and the progress of the experimental project, and safeguarding the overall interests of the institute."
"I understand." Ye Wanlan nodded, "I don''t know if Farouk was accidentally arrested or someone was framed. I must go to the research institute immediately."
Yan Tingfeng reached out and held her wrist: "I''ll accompany you."
Ye Wanlan first sent a message to Su Xueqing and started calling Professor Yuwen.
"Hey, Wanlan, why did you contact me so early? Is there anything important?" Professor Yuwen asked.
"Professor Yuwen, something happened." Ye Wanlan quickly told the story, "Can you arrive at the research institute within half an hour?"
"The Institute picket team?" After hearing this, Professor Yuwen''s expression changed, "Why did they suddenly go out? Hasn''t Xiao Wu been studying her key project?"
Although such an important thing in the world of "The Apocalypse" is very exciting, it is precisely because of this that it must not be exposed to everyone''s sight.
Whether it is an individual or a mainland China, before there is enough power, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Global Center and the hidden forces.
So even the institute didn’t know that the project carried out by Academician Wu was actually a future equipment drawn early in the "Apocalypse".
But even so, just looking at the sketch, you can know how powerful the deep-sea submersible warship will be if it can be realized.
Academician Wu, the project of the deep-sea submersible warship, has been listed as the key project task of the institute this year.
Many researchers want to apply to join Academician Wu''s research team, but in order to enable the successful launch of the deep-sea submersible warship, Academician Wu is also very cautious and rigorous in personnel inspections.
A staff assessment just ended last week, but Academician Wu did not stay anyone in the end, which also caused an uproar in the research institute.
Some researchers accused Academician Wu of being too arrogant. Although this project is important, if it cannot break through the core technology, it is just a matter of paper talk.
At this time, Farouk was captured. It is hard not to suspect that it was not a mistaken arrest, but a frame-up.
"It''s definitely someone who is framed, and there are senior executives in the picket team facing this side." Professor Yuwen was a little angry, "This person is shameful that Xiao Wu has carried out such a good project and wants to grab it!"
The deep-sea submarine project is too jealous, because if this project can be successful, it will receive supreme merits and glory.
"That''s what I mean." Ye Wanlan said slowly, "They chose to start at this time, and they must have been preparing for a long time."
"Wanlan, I''ll go there right away." Professor Yuwen started changing clothes and putting on shoes in a hurry. "I''ll go first to see what''s going on. The picket team will be dispatched. It''s impossible to convict directly, and there will be interrogation."
"Please, please." Ye Wanlan''s voice was slightly deeper, "Old Wu''s project is too important and must not be destroyed by those who are interested. Those who only seek fame and fortune are not suitable for this project."
After the call ended, her eyes became a little darker.
Today''s China seems calm, but in fact it is already in chaos.
There are still many internal and external troubles. If the Second Battle of Ten Thousand Army is as calculated by the cold clouds, how can we resist the arrival of the second battle of ten thousand troops?
"Xiao Wan." Ye Wanlan''s hand was held by a warm hand, "First solve the matter in front of you, then look at the long term, don''t worry."
"Yeah." Ye Wanlan came back to his senses and slowly pressed his temples. "There are so many messes recently, and they are all piled up together, which really makes me a little worried, but since the matter has happened-"
**
At this moment, Yunjing Research Institute.
The picket team was moving too fast. When Farooke was temporarily locked up, Academician Wu received the news and rushed over.
"What does the picket team mean?" Academician Wu''s expression darkened, "I think if there is no approval, the picket team should not have the right to enter my research building, right?"
"Academician Wu, you also asked the patrol team what it means. I want to ask you, the person who is privately hiding in Beilu in the research institute, is it that you are an undercover agent?" A middle-aged man glanced at her coldly, and his words were also aggressive. "Those people can send the undercover agent to Mr. Fu. What if our research institute..."
As soon as this sentence came out, the people in the picket team also changed their faces.
Although Fu Qiao''s incident only affected the field of calligraphy on the surface, in fact, it affected the entire China.
Because no one knows that no one has ever entered other important areas, and it is not good for China.
Academician Wu''s expression became even heavier: "Privately hidden? I have already made a report. Xiaofa is my assistant. Are you trying to make a point?"
"Academician Wu, how can your assistant conduct an experiment alone?" The middle-aged man refused to give in and sneered, "Do you think you have become the dean and your assistant has higher rights? Besides, the picket team found out that your assistant clearly did not contribute any progress to your experimental project during this period. You can see it yourself!"
A document was dumped on the ground, which clearly shows that since Farouk became Academician Wu''s assistant, he has been working independently in a laboratory alone and has conducted research on deep-sea submersible warships with other team members.
In addition to the very sensitive identity of the Beilu people, this attracted the attention of the pickets.
Academician Wu frowned.
Farouk can help the experimental team break through core technology, but she also asked Farouk to complete her casting work first before conducting the experiment.
But I didn’t expect that it was this point that I was caught in the loophole.
"We have reason to suspect that your assistant is an undercover sent by Beilu, intending to obtain the technology of the institute." The middle-aged man looked cold, "Before the investigation is over, I''m sorry, Academician Wu, you can''t go anywhere."
Academician Wu felt chill in his heart, but it was not because of fear, but because of his heart: "Director believes I will do this?"
"Academician Wu, are you still carrying the dean out?" The middle-aged man smiled sarcastically, "I''m sorry, the dean rushed to the Institute of International Strategic Studies late last night and could not come back for a while."
Academician Wu''s expression also became cold.
Sure enough, this is a complete conspiracy.
It is also very easy to make trouble while the dean is away.
"But Academician Wu, don''t worry, you still have a chance to live." The middle-aged man glanced at Farouk, who was shackled in shackles, "After the investigation, it is absolutely impossible for this Beilu man to appear in the research institute again."
He sneered again and left the room.
The door is closed and guarded by the picket team.
Outside, a woman about forty years old stepped forward and said, "Are you locked up?"
"There are all documents, so I will naturally be closed." The middle-aged man said contemptuously, "She still thought that the dean would come to save her, but there was no door. This matter must be completed before the dean came back, and she would never give her any chance to escape from quibbling."
The woman hesitated for a while and hesitated: "What if..."
"There is no in case." The middle-aged man interrupted, "The dean is not here, and only the 723rd game can be stopped. He must be the senior management. Can the old woman named Wu have any interaction with the 723rd game?"
Dreaming. (End of this chapter)