"When has there ever been a dumb thing like you in the Federation!"

The chief officer of the third department of the research institute of the Guoke Mobile Company wears the rank of civilian colonel. He sat in a chair in his office and reprimanded loudly. He looked at the ordinary-looking assistant researcher in front of him, and thought of being stopped at the door of the laboratory by this person yesterday, and that scene was still in the eyes of the technical director, and his heart was filled with the anger that his authority had been challenged.

"From today, you have been transferred to the logistics department. The director glanced at Xu Le contemptuously, this method of using the power in his hands to play with his subordinates made his mood much more comfortable. He directly threw the document in his hand over, and scolded: "In the future, you see how I will play you to death!"

Xu Le picked up the personnel transfer documents from his feet, opened the folder and looked at it, and found that he had been transferred out of the laboratory area, and the next office location was not far from the parking lot.

The transformation from a researcher to a handyman was undoubtedly humiliating and a heavy blow, but his expression was calm, and this calmness made the director feel a little inappropriate.

Zou Yu had already helped him analyze the situation last night, although he said that he had an agreement between Professor Shen Lao and the Guoke Mobile Company, which could prevent those people from entering Professor Shen's laboratory, but his people were still under the jurisdiction of the Guoke Research Institute and the Ministry of National Defense, and they only needed an order for personnel transfers, and those people could drive him to the margins, deprive him of his authority, and make him no longer able to approach the laboratory.

You can't get close to the lab, and naturally you can't stop those people from entering the lab.

Xu Le closed the folder silently, didn't look at the director, casually saluted, and walked out of the office.

Walking in the quiet corridor, the doors of various laboratories opened one after another, and the researchers who usually did not ask about foreign affairs and only knew about research stood at the door. With a complicated look, he sent Xu Le away. They didn't know the inside story of the matter, they only knew that the last assistant of Professor Shen Lao offended the company's senior management, and was sent to leave at this time, and he was also a researcher, and a feeling of sadness permeated the entire corridor.

Xu Le didn't pay attention to the sympathetic gazes of these people, he lowered his head slightly. Walk towards the end of the corridor. Even when passing by the door of his laboratory, he did not stop at all, several heavily armed gendarmes. Has taken control of the door of the laboratory, if he wants to rush in at this time, greet him. It's supposed to be a bullet.

Those people in the Federal Academy of Sciences obviously need Professor Shen's research results, but if those people don't want to attract attention and lose their mouths, they will definitely wait for a few days after they leave the laboratory and the whole thing has faded before they find a way to enter the laboratory. In other words, Xu Le still has some time. It's just that time is too short. And he didn't think about how to steal the huge database in the lab. The security check at the institute site is particularly stringent. Every day, researchers in and out of the field have to go through three scans of the existing high-end storage equipment in the federation. You may be able to get the database out of the lab, but you certainly won't be able to pass those scans.

The next day was the funeral of Professor Shen. The funeral venue was chosen in the Galaxy Cemetery on the outskirts of the capital. When three or three two black cars. As you slowly drive along the mountain road towards the cemetery. Suddenly it rained in the late spring sky. The rain was dripping. Moisten this world full of tranquility.

Xu Le was holding a black umbrella. Standing silently behind Professor Shen. Shelter him from the cold rain from heaven and earth. His eyes calmly scanned the crowd next to the grave.

Although Professor Shen has long been away from the federal academic center. But after all, it's a Nebula Award winner. It is very prestigious in academic circles. At this time, the Si people have passed away. Whether or not the existence of the other place has been forgotten. Many people still chose to see him off for the last time.

People attending the funeral. Wear dark clothes. Mostly black. A small white flower pinned to his chest. Under this cold rain scenery in the late spring. Lined with the cold mountains behind the cemetery. There was a sad and solemn feeling.

Xu Ledi's right hand held the handle of the umbrella steadily. Not a drop of rain fell on Professor Shen's shoulders. The professor, who was also not young, was saddened by the death of his father. So many things to deal with. The spirit is exhausted to the extreme.

The heavy black coffin was slowly lowered into the deep grave pit. Xu Le squinted at the coffin. The gaze seemed to shine through the thick lid of the coffin. I saw that one was respectable. The face is covered with age spots. In the end, he accompanied himself to smoke a cigarette with the old professor.

At this moment, Xu Le's heart was even more tranquil and calm, although until this time, he still didn't know how to keep Professor Shen's wisdom and not be snatched away by those shameless academic authorities after death, but he knew that he had to do it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to face the old man in the grave, and he would not be able to face himself next to the grave.

When Professor Shen knew that Xu Le was working on the revision design of the electronic jet and had made great progress, he had warned him of the relevant risks, but the old professor himself probably did not expect that he would go faster than the doctor expected, and there was no way to escort Xu Le to the successful birth of a new generation of mechas.

Xu Le retracted his gaze and swept over the people beside the twilight pit with a slight scrutiny, either sincere or disguised as mourning. Professor Shen under his umbrella would not pay attention to this, but he had to pay attention to the fact that the three major military academies had sent representatives, especially the dean of the First Military Academy who was present in person.

However, the board of directors of Guoke Mobile Company has only sent one honorary director. What made Xu Le feel even more cold was that at the funeral of Professor Shen, the Federal Academy of Sciences actually only sent an office director as a representative, and the bald fat man was obviously just a small person, and he didn't show respect at all.

It seems that the rumors that Zou Yu said are really well-founded, Professor Shen left the Federal Academy of Sciences angrily decades ago, and the relationship between the two sides has been extremely cold, all of which may be related to the unwarranted plagiarism incident.

The chief officer who assigned Xu Le to the logistics department was particularly active today, there are many big names in the three major military academies, and he played the role of sadness, it seems that over the years, he has done countless things for Professor Shen.

Still not spilling the soil, the director glanced at the foot of the mountain from time to time, as if waiting for someone to arrive. Xu Le's eyes narrowed, and he saw three black cars earlier than the rest of the people in the cemetery. I was driving along the mountain road, heading towards this place, and I didn't know who was sitting in the car.

The black car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, as if to show respect, and did not drive directly. Several people who looked like government officials, guarding the two middle-aged people in the middle, walked towards this side, and after the crowd next to the grave was slightly confused, they dodged a road.

The identities of these two middle-aged people are worth waiting for everyone in the room.

His Excellency the President's Scientific Adviser shook hands cordially with Professor Shen under the umbrella. Stand by the grave. He read out Mr. President's handwritten letter to everyone with great weight and nostalgia, and highly praised Professor Shen for the important role he played in the development of mechs for the Federation many years ago......

Xu Le squinted. Looking at the expressions of everyone in the drizzle, he knew that the so-called funeral was just another way of communicating, but he thought about the body of the old professor who was being drenched in the rain in the grave. He always hoped that the exchange would end soon.

His Excellency's scientific adviser to the president was naturally the most honorable figure in the field, but Xu Le didn't pay attention to him, just looked at the senior officer next to the president's scientific adviser, the senior officer who was not wearing a military uniform today.

The man was about fifty years of age, with gray hair, a heavy and resolute countenance, and calm and powerful eyes. Although dressed in casual clothes. But it still reveals a unique atmosphere of a soldier.

Zou Yingxing, vice minister of national defense, was born as a technocrat. He was promoted from the general armament base to two levels in a row from the deputy director of the logistics department. Appointed Deputy Minister of National Defense. According to sources inside the capital, if Pabul is elected president, there is no doubt that he will be the only candidate for defense minister.

Vice Minister Zou has been dealing with the equipment of the federal military all his life, and the relationship with the academic circles represented by the three major military academies and the Guoke Mobile Company is naturally extremely close.

Xu Le glanced at Vice Minister Zou with his spare eyes, and remembered that when the vice minister shook hands with Professor Shen before, he had also looked at himself with his spare eyes, and his mood became a little weird. The other party must have known who he was, and Zou Yu was a child in the middle of the belly......

He had speculated many times about the scene of meeting Zou Yu's father, but he never thought that it would be at a funeral. After reading out the letter from Mr. President, Mr. Scientific Advisor whispered a few words to Professor Shen to express his personal condolences, and then plucked the white flowers on his chest and gently put them into the grave.

There is a beginning, there is an end, and the people who attended the funeral threw the white flowers on their chests into the grave. On top of the black coffin, there seemed to be a layer of white snow.

Mr. Scientific Advisor had left beforehand, and the funeral was gradually coming to an end, but Deputy Minister Zou, who represented the federal military, did not leave, and he was talking softly with the director of the First Military Academy somewhere in the cemetery.

Xu Le held the umbrella and accompanied Professor Shen to keep saluting those people, and suddenly, his hand holding the umbrella tightened and slowly turned his head.

I saw that somewhere in the cemetery, there was only Vice Minister Zou under the tree, and the other party was looking at him coldly, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Xu Le's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't look at the big man impolitely, but lowered his head, whispered something in Professor Shen's ear, handed the umbrella to him, and then walked under the tree under the drizzle.

The director of the research institute, who had just sent off the president's scientific adviser, was about to seize this rare opportunity to get close to Vice Minister Zou, but suddenly saw the young assistant who had an extremely bad impression in his heart walking towards Vice Minister Zou, and he couldn't help but stop for a while, and endless doubts arose in his heart.

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