Virginia, CIB Headquarters.
In the director's office, there was a deafening roar, and the entire glass window was shaking.
"What a bunch of garbage! You're just going to watch that batch of goods slip away right under your nose? " The CIB director slammed the report from Europe on the table and roared furiously. "Three whole containers! That's three real containers! And you're telling me you can't find it? "
The director of the European Affairs Office, Jem, had an awkward expression on his face as he lowered his head and whispered.
"Sir … This is a bit complicated."
The director was furious. "Complicated? Which case we handle isn't complicated? "
Jem quickly explained, "According to the latest news from Agent Hohns in Italy, we still can't determine where the equipment was finally shipped to. It might not necessarily be China —"
"Are you stupid or am I stupid? Other than them, who else is so desperate for those things? "
Of course it's you …
However, Jem only dared to say this sentence in his head.
He lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"Of course it's me …"
"You don't have to tell me!" The director calmed the anger in his heart, sat back in his chair, and took a sip of water. "What's the progress of the investigation?"
Looking at the director who was still angry, Jemte continued cautiously, "We tried to find the Italian named Sachi Farbille, but we couldn't find this person at all. We suspect that this is a fake identity."
"Package … What's the address of the package? That package is the key to everything! Through the postal system, we can always find the mastermind behind the scenes! " When he thought of the note he crushed and threw into the trash can ten minutes ago, he was furious.
In his opinion, this was a blatant provocation!
And not just to him, but to the entire CIB!
"Sir …"
The director frowned as he looked at Jem, who seemed to want to say something.
"What's wrong?"
"The method you mentioned … Of course we've considered it. We found the address of the package through DHL's shipping system, and the final coordinates pointed to French Guiana. We contacted the agents in South America and found the person who sent the package. He was a high school student. In the end, he said that he didn't know Sird Farbilly at all, but someone told him through email that as long as he sent the note and took a photo of the number and sent it to him, he would receive 100 euros. "
The director immediately asked, "What about the mailbox?"
A bitter expression appeared on Jemt's face.
"It's been canceled."
The office fell silent.
After taking a deep breath, the director reached out his trembling right hand and pressed between his eyebrows. He didn't speak for a long time.
Looking at the silent director, Jammt quietly changed his tone and asked in a low voice.
"Sir?"
"What for?"
"We … what should we do next?"
"I don't know, don't ask me." The director rubbed his eyebrows and took out a document from the corner of the table. He said, "This is a major mistake. Because of our negligence, it will have a serious impact on the controllable fusion negotiations … F * ck, how am I supposed to explain this to the president?"
…
Just when the intelligence systems of North America and Western Europe were in chaos because of the missing equipment, the containers containing the equipment had crossed the Panama Canal on a corn cargo ship and sailed across the sea into the East China Sea. They were bathed in the light of dawn and docked at the port of Haizhou.
Inside the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study.
Lu Zhou took a bus early in the morning and went to the Institute of Physics with the thesis.
When Lu Zhou arrived at the director's office, Luo Wenxuan was standing next to the coffee machine. He was waiting for the water to boil while he looked down at the thesis in his hand.
Lu Zhou knocked on the open door and walked into the office. He placed the stack of papers on the table and said, "I've carefully studied the thesis, it's a good proof idea."
"I think so too … The key is that we have to find the value of m." Luo Wenxuan looked at the brewed coffee and poured himself a cup. He then looked at Lu Zhou and said, "Do you need it?"
Lu Zhou: "Thanks, no thanks … I prefer instant coffee."
Luo Wenxuan threw two sugar cubes into the cup and stirred it with a spoon. He shook his head and said, "Instant coffee has no soul."
Lu Zhou: "…"
Luo Wenxuan walked next to the desk and looked at the thesis on Lu Zhou's desk. He took a sip of coffee and spoke.
"What do you think? Do you have a clue? "
Lu Zhou: "A little."
"Pfft!"
Luo Wenxuan spat out a mouthful of coffee on the computer. He quickly took out a tissue and wiped the coffee off the thesis.
Seeing his violent reaction, Lu Zhou paused for a second and frowned as he said, "Why are you so excited?"
"I'm not excited! No, no, no, I'm really excited, "Luo Wenxuan said incoherently. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the voice that almost changed made his efforts in vain," You mean, you already have an idea?! "
"Yeah," Lu Zhou nodded and looked at the blackboard next to him. He asked, "Do you need me to tell you?"
Luo Wenxuan: "If it's convenient, please tell me!"
"It's not inconvenient, this problem can't be solved by one person. I also need your help." Lu Zhou picked up a piece of chalk from the desk and wrote a line of words on the blackboard.
Luo Wenxuan stared at the line of words for a long time and frowned.
"Quantum … Yang-Mills field?"
"Yeah." Lu Zhou nodded and said, "The combination of the Higgs mechanism and the Yang-Mills field has been successfully used to explain the weak electric theory in the standard model of quantum field theory. However, the zero-mass problem of the strong interaction Yang-Mills field can't be solved by the" symmetry breaking "method. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Luo Wenxuan's eyes gradually lit up as he repeatedly pondered over this sentence. He spat out two words with an unconcealable excitement.
"So …"
"Yeah." Lu Zhou nodded and said concisely, "You might have guessed what I'm trying to say. In order to solve this problem, we need a quantum field corresponding to the classical action in the previous problem, which is the quantum Yang-Mills field. "
If he could find this quantum Yang-Mills field, the particle with mass m would no longer be a problem, and the zero-mass problem of the strong interaction would undoubtedly be solved.
Just as Lu Zhou was about to further explain his ideas, his phone suddenly rang in his pocket.
Lu Zhou threw away the chalk in his hand and took out his phone.
When he saw the caller, he paused for a second.
The State Administration for National Defense?
Lu Zhou pressed the answer button and put the phone next to his ear.
Luo Wenxuan, who was standing next to him, walked to the side. He sat on the sofa and drank his coffee, quietly waiting for Lu Zhou to finish the call.
Five minutes went by.
The call was finally over.
Lu Zhou hung up the phone and put his phone back in his pocket. He looked at Luo Wenxuan, who was sitting on the sofa, and sighed as he spoke.
"Why is it that every time I discuss a problem with you, trouble comes to my door?"
Luo Wenxuan paused for a second and smiled.
"I don't know … Maybe this is fate."
Lu Zhou: "…"
He couldn't feel happy about having such an affinity with trouble.
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