Wu Zunliang sat in the wide mobile surveillance vehicle. Screens and projections from three directions were playing images, tables, and data information at every moment, painting him with a colorful luster.
This mobile surveillance vehicle was originally used to monitor and analyze the real-time images in the wilderness, but now that the field collection work had come to an end, it was used to do graphical processing.
At the very least, it was necessary to package the results of more than half a year of hard work in order to convince the investors who were best at thinking with their eyes and testicles — this was the evaluation and method that the early investors used for their own kind.
This kind of packaging work was naturally handled by professionals. The experimental dogs under Wu Zunliang completely retreated to the position of odd-job workers and played second fiddle.
In front of the three projection screens, seven or eight men and women of different ages were scattering and piecing together the various results of the research team over the past half a year. The originally rigorous logic gave way to a more intuitive and impactful visual effect to serve the almost absurd dream-like conjectures.
Wu Zunliang began to pinch his eyebrows. On one hand, it was annoying to watch, and on the other hand, he was also an old man in his nineties. Even at the end of the 21st century, where the average lifespan exceeded a hundred years, he was no longer at an age where he was full of energy. Returning from the wilderness laboratory hundreds of kilometers away from the city, the convoy had already been bumpy on the rugged mountain road for six or seven hours, almost making his stomach jump out of his stomach.
Ding Zhiying, who was five years younger than him, had already fallen asleep with his head tilted up, saliva dripping down his neck. Wu Zunliang did not laugh at him. In any case, if it were him, he would not be much better.
In fact, the two old men could go to the car in the back and sleep, but unfortunately, they could not reach the state of "out of sight, out of mind", so they could only waste time here … Hmm, what was he thinking before?
The dense fragrance of tea entered his nose, and a female student in a hunting suit brought a cup of tea. The cup was large enough to drink like a bull, and it was warm in his hand. A sip could warm his stomach, but unfortunately, his heart and lungs did not change much.
After Wu Zunliang drank two mouthfuls of hot tea, he remembered to speak, "Tang Yi."
"Teacher."
"About that explanation, that topic …"
"A very interesting idea."
Wu Zunliang blinked his sore eyes, and then narrowed his eyes at the disciple he was most proud of in recent years. Two seconds later, he grinned and said, "Hmm, it is just an idea."
"No, it is extremely provocative, both to people and to money."
While the teacher and the student were talking, the experimental dogs in the mobile surveillance vehicle were working hard on their chores while they pricked up their ears.
Tang Yi's words could be the source of their salary for the next year and a half. It could also be the start of a new round of overtime.
It was a matter of life and death. They had no choice but to pay attention to it.
But at that moment, the bumpy car slowed down and came to a stop. Soon, the door of the carriage opened, and Senior Colonel Meng Tu, who was in charge of the team's safety, stepped forward and informed them, "There's a change in the flight schedule, so we won't be able to leave tonight. We'll rest in Spring City for the night, and we'll decide if the situation changes tomorrow."
"We shouldn't have left in the first place." Wu Zunliang slapped his knee and spat. "It's all because of the money!"
Old Ding Zhiying, who was behind them, finally woke up and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? We've arrived?"
Senior Colonel Meng Tu repeated his words again, and Ding Zhiying chuckled. Out of habit, she retorted, "You're already here and you're still saying such things. Your Old Pan might have already prepared breakfast for tomorrow … It'll be a waste."
"Don't worry, there's no need to think about breakfast. She's prepared a belly full of sarcastic words."
Wu Zunliang chuckled and stood up while the car stopped. He loosened his muscles and temporarily forgot about that damned "lecture topic". He asked, "Did she say what's going on? Why are there abnormal movements from the mutants, affecting the take-off and landing of the flight?"
Meng Tu shook his head. "From the looks of it, it has nothing to do with the mutants. I heard that a case has occurred in the city, and they're currently investigating and searching for the culprits. Both air and land transportation have been restricted. "
"A murder case?"
"It seems to be a robbery, but I'm not too sure about the specifics. However, there's an arrest scene in front of us … The motorcade will have to wait for a while before passing through. "
"Didn't they catch them?"
"They're suspected to be accomplices."
Ding Zhiying curled her lips. "In this world, there's no place to rob a bank. How big of a case can they commit?"
The corner of Meng Tu's mouth twitched. Seeing that his half-year sentence was about to end, he couldn't be bothered to lower himself to the level of these two old men.
These two old men were nearly 200 years old together. They had pretty much experienced everything, yet they were extremely calm and collected. Ding Zhiying laughed. "At least we didn't get the news when we arrived at the airport. We can spend the night in the hotel and concentrate on organizing the information."
Wu Zunliang snorted. "What's the fuss about when we're about to leave?"
Who was the fuss just now?
Ding Zhiying didn't even deign to scold him. She just said, "If everything was done properly, why would we need to worry about it? The current situation is that the lecture topic is very frightening. It forcefully relies on some 'new plane'. But where's the argument? Whether it's Xia City or Spring City, they're all using a bunch of so-called first-hand information to blackmail people. Who are they trying to fool to get those people to throw money at them? "
Wu Zunliang shot a glance at Meng Tu. His gaze pointed towards the female disciple he was proud of. His meaning was, "Oh, it's your turn to continue the previous topic."
Tang Yi was pushed to the front by her teacher, but she was still calm. "The latest data is pretty good. We're doing comparative research. The topic comes from the comparison …"
"Hehe, Little Tang, you graduate students can handle the updating of data. Is there a need for us two old men to come over? You're right about one thing. The topic comes from the comparison. But where are the new topics that can be continued after the comparison? "
"Suspected 'Planar Pollution Source Interference Comparative Research.' This topic is quite resounding."
The big and small bosses were scolding each other. The experimental dogs in the car shrunk their necks and acted as if they didn't understand what the humans were saying.
They weren't in the mood to work. There was a young man operating in front of the screen. He was more curious about the outside world than the internal squabbles. He secretly took a look at the external camera of the mobile surveillance car. He wanted to watch the show. But he made a mistake. He forgot to split the screen and shrink it. Now everyone in the car could see it.
The front of the motorcade was indeed a mess. A group of people were confronting the military and police. There were also physical conflicts. The scene was explosive. Coupled with the black muzzles that had been raised, it didn't look like an arrest. It looked more like a prelude to an armed conflict.
Someone cried out. The young man hurriedly tried to cut it, but he heard two people say at the same time.
"Wait!"
It was Wu Zunliang and Meng Tu who spoke. In the past six months, there weren't many times when they had the same opinion.
Wu Zunliang stared at the screen without blinking. "That car is stuffed with … Chrysanthemum Bugs?"
Meng Tu didn't speak again, but his eyes also pointed at the small motorcade of three SUVs in front of them, especially the car filled with indescribable meaty "threads."
Relatively speaking, Wu Zunliang's thoughts were simpler. "We didn't collect any specimens of Chrysanthemum Bugs this time, right? Ask them if they were hunted in the volcanic area or outside the area. It would be great if there were Fire God Ants parasitizing them. "
Meng Tu frowned and looked at it for a long time. Then he personally operated it. He enlarged the external camera and locked on to the details of the Chrysanthemum Bugs, especially the seemingly distorted burn wounds.
"Wait a minute, I'll go down."
"Ask them where they are," Wu Zunliang reminded him.
Meng Tu didn't respond and got out of the car. Looking at the image of the external camera, he went straight to the scene of the conflict. The young experimental dogs all stared at him with some kind of malicious expectation.
However, the change in the situation was still beyond most people's expectations. After Meng Tu went over and revealed his identity, both sides showed respect or fear, and then … they compromised.
Of course, there was a relatively long communication in the middle, but the emotions and attitudes on the faces of everyone on the opposite side were still very clear under the high-precision camera.
"Senior Colonel Meng really has face."
An experimental dog who accidentally regarded Meng Tu as a security captain for a long time finally realized what kind of status a "Senior Colonel of the Special Warfare Forces" had.
Not mentioning how nervous the experimental dogs were, Meng Tu quickly came back. When he got in the car, Wu Zunliang asked,
"Are they selling it?"
"Let's go back to the city with them. There's something we can confront and confirm."
Meng Tu was worried that the two old men would cause trouble again, so he explained, "It's the X-2 robot we encountered when we just moved to Spring City last year. Cough, it's the one that affected the sampling in the volcanic area and destroyed our first wave of mimicry reconnaissance planes. Didn't it enter the core of the volcanic area? Afterwards, there were no results …"
"Oh!" The two old men acted as if they had suddenly realized something.
Ding Zhiying was very surprised, "It's been almost half a year and it's 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 calmed down and was preparing to move again. Meng Tu didn't mind chatting with the two old men for a while. He was also in a good mood after unexpectedly discovering an important clue.
"The X-2 robot from last time embodies a kind of special technique. It's not convenient to talk about the specifics, but it's the kind that we Deep Blue Walkers pay a lot of attention to. It's a pity that we didn't have any new clues until this Chrysanthemum Demon Bug corpse. The wound on it is very similar to the situation that appeared half a year ago. "
The Format of Fire, no, the extraordinary power "enchantment", had always been the focus of the military's research. Naturally, they had to pay 120% attention to situations that appeared outside of the system.
Meng Tu thought for a moment and said, "Professor Wu, Professor Ding, I want to get a brief report on the cause of the Chrysanthemum Demon Bug's death as soon as possible. I hope to borrow the research team's equipment."
"No problem, it's fine if you lend it to me." Wu Zunliang had a face full of generosity as he knocked his own chest, "In any case, I can't leave at night. It's just the right time to do something. Senior Colonel Meng, go and inform the sampling … Hey, Little Zhao, go and help. "
The experimental dog got up with a tragic and stirring heart, shook his head and wagged his tail as he followed Meng Tu.
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