This "smart pinhole camera" had been modified by Zhao Liangze in his spare time. He had reported it to Huo Shaoheng.
Huo Shaoheng's eyes moved slightly as he looked at him. "… Did you bring it?"
"Yes, I'll take it out now and see if I can put it in the elevator over at the mechanical arm."
Zhao Liangze ran back to his cabin and quickly took his "little robot (smart pinhole camera)". He went out to communicate with the staff on the deck who were in charge of operating the cables of the mechanical arm for a while. Then, he hung it at the lower end of the long rope with a special thin rope and slowly lowered it.
This "little robot (smart pinhole camera)" was indeed very small. It looked about the size of a freshwater pearl with a diameter of about two millimeters. It was almost impossible to tell that it was a camera.
However, when it reached its destination, it could be reassembled. There would be three miniature rollers about one millimeter in diameter at the bottom that would carry it around to film.
There was also a pair of wings that were as thin as cicada wings on its back that could extend out and carry it to fly and film.
At this time, it was like a drone, but it was smaller and more concealed. Even professionals would find it difficult to discover its existence.
…
Time passed by. Zhao Liangze sat in front of his computer and watched the little robot gradually approach the upper part of the steel spike on the fingers of the mechanical arm under the guidance of the rope.
He hoped that the opening at the lower end of the steel spike would be big enough for his little robot to crawl in.
The little robot, which looked like a pearl the size of a grain of rice, moved step by step and was about to approach the opening at the lower end of the steel spike.
Zhao Liangze held his breath and watched as the small bead glided through the hole. Then, it slowed down, as if it was difficult to move forward and could no longer take another step forward.
It followed the arc of the steel spike and spun in a circle.
Just a little more, just a little more …
Zhao Liangze couldn't help but shout to the staff on the deck outside, "… Can you expand the bottom of the steel spike a little more? It's just a little more … "
The staff member listened and thought for a moment. He operated the instrument and carefully expanded the opening at the bottom of the steel spike by half a millimeter. In addition to the previously polished hole, the diameter of the entire bottom of the steel spike was a little more than two millimeters.
That was enough for his little robot to crawl in.
A soft click came from his headset.
The little robot successfully entered the space inside the submarine and landed on the floor.
Zhao Liangze slammed the table excitedly. "Major General Huo! It went in! The little guy went in! "
Huo Shaoheng quickly turned around and strode to his side, patting him on the shoulder. "Excuse me."
Zhao Liangze was speechless.
Damn it, he was so quick to burn the bridge after crossing it.
However, Zhao Liangze didn't dare to make a sound. Not only did he give up his seat, but he also adjusted the armrest for Huo Shaoheng.
Huo Shaoheng wasn't in the mood to pay attention to such trivial matters.
His attention was completely focused on the computer screen in front of him.
Zhao Liangze's little robot (smart pinhole camera) was equipped with a Bluetooth system and could connect to his computer wirelessly.
In order to ensure that the Internet was unimpeded in the deep sea, Zhao Liangze had specially brought a network signal amplifier so that he would no longer have to worry about not being able to access the Internet.
…
Huo Shaoheng clicked "Start" and typed furiously on the keyboard to give instructions to the little robot.
Stand still.
Stand firm.
Spin.
Open it.
The camera aperture on the head of the little robot, which was the size of a grain of rice, opened with a whoosh. It spun with a buzz, found the right angle, and quickly focused. Then, it began to shoot from the corners of the submarine.
Under Huo Shaoheng's instructions, the professional little robot (smart pinhole camera) finally adjusted the light and shadow and its own shooting angle.
Three tiny rollers with a diameter of one millimeter also extended from its abdomen and began to roll on the floor of the submarine.
Thankfully, the submarine was very well sealed. Otherwise, as long as there was a hole, the little robot would definitely fall out of the hole and go somewhere with the seawater to "secretly shoot" …
Zhao Liangze's heart was in his throat. He was afraid that his little robot would disappear just like that.
During this period of time, his energy had been occupied by this little robot, so he could slowly pull himself together.
His feelings had been completely buried with Bai Shuang's death.
Now, he was wholeheartedly focused on his work. While searching for Gu Xiangwen's whereabouts, he had also developed some artificial intelligence systems, such as this little robot that was about to perform a meritorious deed.
If he succeeded this time, he could apply for professional funding to upgrade it.
Zhao Liangze's thoughts ran wild. The little robot had already begun to transmit video images.
Song Jinning was also attracted over. She sat beside Huo Shaoheng and looked at the computer screen together.
The little robot was too small, and its field of vision was all up.
The first thing that appeared on the computer screen was a curved dome.
There were some interesting cats and dogs painted on the dome, like a children's playground.
Light shone down from the dome, and the walkway was clear.
Huo Shaoheng observed carefully. It turned out that there was a sunken LCD light hole in the dome, and the light was coming from the light hole.
After so many years, there was still electricity in the submarine.
Huo Shaoheng adjusted the camera angle of the little robot, and soon, a corridor appeared on the screen.
It turned out that they were in the submarine's corridor.
The little robot glided in the submarine. Not long after, something that looked like a mountain blocked its way. The entire screen was filled with the pitch-black "mountain".
What kind of obstacle was this?
Huo Shaoheng used a lot of strength and constantly ordered the little robot to change the angle. Only then did he get the little robot to bypass the "mountain" and retreat while filming.
After retreating to a certain distance, Huo Shaoheng activated the cicada wings on the little robot's back and let it fly.
Zhao Liangze wiped the sweat off his forehead and grunted in refusal. "… When flying, it uses more batteries …"
He hinted to Huo Shaoheng not to fly too much. It would be best if he put it down and let it roll to film.
Huo Shaoheng ignored him and continued to control the flying robot to film the situation inside the submarine.
Because it was flying from the ground, its field of view was wider and it could capture more clearly.
It turned out that the "mountain" that the little robot had encountered just now was a person, a person who had fallen in the submarine's aisle.
The person was wearing casual clothes like an old man and a pair of soft-soled sneakers.
Looking at the person's face, it was obvious that he was very old. His face was covered in wrinkles, bald, thin and shriveled, and he was holding a gun in his hand.
"Is this person dead? How long has he been dead? He looks like he's asleep. " Zhao Liangze's attention was attracted by the person's appearance. "Why does he have a gun in his hand? Huh? This should be a .022 caliber Stinger pistol … "
"The famous Stinger." Zhao Liangze clicked his tongue. "This gun is quite expensive. He really put in a lot of money.
Huo Shaoheng glared at him and didn't say anything, but the sound of typing on the keyboard became even louder.
The little robot flew in the submarine's space. As the camera's vision changed, they saw three more people lying outside a door.
There were men and women, old and young, and they were wearing different clothes. However, they all had guns in their hands. The shape was unique, and the barrel was very long. At a glance, it was obvious that it was the famous Stinger.
The door looked very heavy, as if it was made of oak. A steel bar as thick as an adult man's arm was pinned to the door, and a huge disc password lock hung on it.
The little flying robot patted the door up and down for a while. Huo Shaoheng quickly found a gap in the door. Of course, it was a gap relative to the little robot. It was a gap that was close to the floor that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
He directed the little robot to land and retracted the wings on its back. Three almost invisible pulleys extended out and drilled into the gap at the bottom of the oak door.
As soon as they entered, the screen instantly turned pitch black.
After a while, the inside of the door gradually lit up.
It was as if they had sensed light, or perhaps they had sensed magnetic interference.
In short, the computer screen in front of Huo Shaoheng distorted and made a sizzling sound before returning to normal.
As the lights in the room lit up, it was like the lines of an ink painting gradually appearing on a piece of white paper. The appearance of the cabin slowly appeared in front of everyone.
It looked like a study that was decorated luxuriously and low-key.
The floor was covered with a thick woolen carpet, and there was a large mahogany desk against the wall. Next to the desk was a large screen that was as tall as a person.
The base of the screen was engraved with dense landscapes, birds, and beasts, flowers, and trees. It looked especially old at a glance, like an antique cultural relic.
The eight large crimson screens that were lined up in a row divided the entire inner room into two. For the time being, they couldn't see what was behind the screen. They could only see the furnishings in front of the screen.
In the open space in front of the screen, a 90-degree corner sofa was placed in the middle of the room.
The space in the middle of the sofa was empty. There was no common coffee table placed there. Instead, there was an empty space. It could be seen that it was a circular, slightly concave disc-shaped pit.
There was a branch-shaped floor lamp in the corner of the room. The streamlined branch-shaped lamp extended out from the lamp holder in the corner like the branches of a big tree. It happened to cover the concave disc-shaped pit in the middle of the corner sofa.
The desk was clean. Other than a black cylinder in the middle of the table, there was nothing else.
The volume of this cylinder was about the size of a normal coffee cup.
Everyone's gaze moved along with the gradually brightening light in the submarine cabin, and it was too much for their eyes to take in.
Just as all the ceiling lights in the cabin were lit up, the branch-shaped floor lamp suddenly lit up as well.
Light shone from dozens of crisscrossing branch-shaped lamps, like a pillar of light, covering the slightly concave disc-shaped open space in the middle of the corner sofa.
The figure of a man in a khaki trench coat gradually took shape in this light!
Huo Shaoheng, who had always been as motionless as a mountain, suddenly stood up.
Song Jinning and Zhao Liangze also widened their eyes. "Could there be a living person inside?!"
Upon closer inspection, the figure of the person was actually illusory. It was blurry, and after a while, it gradually formed a three-dimensional shape.
When the figure of the man became extremely clear, like a real person, the ceiling lights in the cabin went out again, leaving only the beam of light from the chandelier in the middle of the room.
In the middle of the beam of light, the figure of the man became even more realistic.
It turned out that this wasn't a real person, but a holographic image.
He was tall and wore a khaki trench coat.
His eyes weren't big, but they were very deep and black. His hair was thick and neatly combed. His tall and straight nose was exactly the same as Gu Nianzhi's. His jaw was square, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed. A faint smile appeared on his face.
At a glance, it was obvious that he was a gentle and magnanimous man.
His smile was very infectious. Although it was only a holographic image, when he looked at you and smiled, you couldn't help but smile back.
Huo Shaoheng clenched his fists.
This was the image he had seen in his dream just now. Gu Nianzhi's father, Gu Xiangwen.
Zhao Liangze had also seen Gu Xiangwen's photo once, so he quickly remembered and said in a low voice, "… This is Mr. Gu's holographic image?"
Huo Shaoheng nodded with difficulty. His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.
Song Jinning was filled with respect. She quickly stood up and whispered, "This is Mr. Gu?"
At that moment, Gu Xiangwen's voice came from the computer's microphone through the small robot's sensor equipment. The sound quality wasn't very clear, but she could hear what he said clearly.
"Today is XX, XX, 2XXX. It should be seven years and three months since the day I died."
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This was the first chapter of today's 3,500-word chapter: Chapter 1392, "Countdown from the Other Side (1)".
There were two chapters today, to remind everyone of the monthly votes and recommendation votes ~ ~ ~
The annual meeting had just ended, and the second chapter was written immediately.
It was eight o 'clock in the evening.
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