In the Federation, no one can cover the sky with one hand, not the president, not the old man of the Li family in Philadelphia, not the lady of the Tai family, at most everyone can only cover the blazing sun in front of their eyebrows, and find a clear sky above their heads.

Although the ironclad arithmetic family has thrown themselves into the presidential campaign, they are still cautious and carefully designed, not letting go of any joint that may affect the voters' inclination.

The development of the Federation's new generation of mecha involves the shameful agreement reached between Councilor Medellin and Dean Lin, and they naturally will not ignore it, but the Federal Academy of Sciences and the Li family together cannot completely affect the Fruit Shell Mobile Company, so they need the data in that laboratory, but they still have to follow the rules of the game, and they must wait for the written order to arrive.

If the young lieutenant really had no background, or had naturally retreated under strong pressure, Li Xiuzhu might not have been so distressed. The problem is that until now, he still doesn't know how deep the relationship between the young ensign named Xu Le and the Tai family is, and he has scruples and twists in his ways, so he asked Park Ji-ho to use that shady means to temporarily remove the young ensign from this matter.

Park Ji-ho is Lee Hyo-tong's person, and Lee Xiu-ju didn't expect that the knife he borrowed could hide from many people, making Lao Qi uncomfortable, but at least he hoped to hide it for a while. He was mainly concerned about whether the knife was strong and sharp enough, and whether it was qualified enough to use it for himself in the future.

When the secretary told him about Park Ji-ho's death, he was sitting on the sofa by the window and watching the lights of the house downstairs. The ordinary glass of red wine in his hand swayed slightly, and a trace of astonishment flashed in Li Xiuzhu's eyes, and he immediately calmed down. It seemed that the knife he fancied had not been tempered a lot, but it was simply broken, and he thought of the young lieutenant again, and for a while he had some inexplicable vigilance, and washed away all the good emotions accumulated during dinner.

Li Xiuzhu shouldn't be wary of Xu Le, that is an outsider who has lost his way into the circle, there is no foundation to speak of, and it is impossible to threaten him. Even if the other party knew his thoughts from Park Ji-ho, there was no time to stop the sealing of the laboratory tomorrow morning.

The problem is that it was already 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, and after the police found Park Ji-ho's body, the preliminary judgment was that he should have died at 9 o'clock last night.

Lee Xiu-joo does not have the habit of having direct contact with his subordinates, and since it is a secret plan, Park Ji-ho will not call to report after the matter is completed. So these few hours of free time did not attract his attention, but Park Ji-ho died, and he should have known the news as soon as possible, but it seemed that he was dragged for several hours by some people with a heart.

What is enough to do in these few hours? His extremely handsome face gradually turned cold, and he gently turned the red wine glass in his hand, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and after making a phone call, he ignored the matter.

The overall situation has been decided, although the young lieutenant is a variable, a variable that he did not expect, but after all, it cannot affect the overall situation, and that guy named Xu Le will never be able to steal the laboratory data in the Guoke Research Institute.

This has nothing to do with ability, it has to do with the system, and the federal system always seems incomparably strong in the face of the individual's ability.

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The soft, pleasant sound of electricity is clear in the quiet of a laboratory. The location of the Federal Cutting-edge Technology Laboratory in the context of low-noise technology, if it weren't for Xu Le's amazing ear power, he would not have been able to hear these music-like sounds.

The index tree and data axes on the light screen desktop are flipping rapidly, and the file shredding schematic is constantly working. Xu Le had already taken off his military uniform at this time, and his hands were quickly typing instructions on the light screen desktop, beads of sweat covering his forehead.

Regarding the design drawings and data models of the electronic jet, they have basically been destroyed, and this part of the data is obtained by him and Professor Shen Lao in recent days, and has not entered the federal database management system, so it is very easy to delete, plus this is his own research, even if it is destroyed for a while, it is not too difficult to pick it up again in the future.

The hissing analogue of a file shattering, accompanied by the faint sound of electricity, is like an uncomplicated but unusually beautiful concerto. Xu Le, accompanied by this piece, carried out his work silently and attentively.

These data must be destroyed, otherwise if they are obtained by the Federal Academy of Sciences, with the terrifying scientific research strength of the other party, it may only take three days to solve the most critical problem of the Federation's new generation of mechas.

At 2:13 in the morning, Xu Le finally raised his head from the light screen desktop, exhaled a little tiredly, felt the soreness in his body and the hunger in his abdomen, tonight he first hit seven knives, and then killed Park Zhiho, and then quietly sneaked into the Qingteng Garden, he has been mobilizing the mysterious power in his body, although the spirit is still full, the mysterious power is still abundant, but the loss of the body and the emptiness in the abdomen are really uncomfortable.

On the periphery of the laboratory database, everything about the electronic jet has been deleted, and in order to eliminate all traces, Xu Le did not stop his fingers for a moment. The database search ability that was forcibly trained by Professor Shen was strongly demonstrated at this moment. The contents of these data are all on the periphery of the database, and the people who will be taking over the laboratory tomorrow morning should not notice anything unusual.

After doing all this, Xu Le sat on the chair next to the light screen table, was silent for a minute, thought for a minute, and rested for a minute.

Qingteng Garden and his entourage at least confirmed Zou Yu's previous analysis in the black car. The Federal Academy of Sciences wants Professor Shen's research results, and the iron arithmetic family secretly contributes, but the bridge in the middle is Ross and Medellin, two politicians who are determined to win the presidency, this combination is really terrifying.

Xu Le naturally didn't fully believe in Li Xiaotong's cooperation with him, in fact, the seventh young master of the Li family couldn't help him at all at the moment except for some money. It's just that the seventh young master of the Li family was actually able to spy on Li Xiuzhu and find evidence of Park Ji Ho's betrayal of him, which made Xu Le a little vigilant.

deleted the hundreds of initial design drawings that he and Professor Shen had designed in the past few days, eliminating all traces of data. There was no trace of relief on Xu Le's face, he stared at the flickering index tree on the light screen desktop, and there was a trace of heaviness and helplessness in his small eyes.

The real key lies in the quantum measurable dynamics studied by Professor Shen, and the reason why Xu Le found the right way to solve the problem of the new generation of MX mecha electronic jets is that under the guidance of Professor Shen, under the theory and data model that this old man has worked tirelessly in the last ten years of his life, he has figured out some things.

Although the results that Xu Le has obtained so far are important, what is really important is the data models and function formulas in the segments of Professor Shen Lao.

He has now destroyed all the extensional designs, but if the Federal Academy of Sciences snatches all the research results of Professor Shen, he believes that it will not take too long for the other party to find the problem and solve the problem.

The respected scholar dean of the Federal Academy of Sciences, as well as his disciples and grandchildren who occupy key positions in the federal scientific community, are definitely not dry food, although Xu Le despises the moral standards of these people, but it must be admitted that these people did not start by plagiarism, and their own abilities are also extremely strong.

The database of this laboratory is a one-way exit, connected to the core database of the Federal Academy of Sciences and the three major military academies, but it cannot be accessed from the periphery, and the entrance is only in the office on the second floor of the laboratory, so the Federal Academy of Sciences urgently needs the control of this laboratory.

Xu Le's initial plan was to transfer all the academic achievements of Professor Shen over the years directly through the dump device, and then pass through the triple scanning door of the institute with the help of the Blu-ray device.

It is a pity that although the database of this laboratory is a one-way export, Professor Shen Lao is connected to the federal central database for the sake of data security, and the data is electronically preserved.

At present, there is a problem in front of Xu Le, he can't move these data from Professor Shen, and even if he wants to destroy these data quietly, it is extremely difficult to do. But tomorrow these data will all fall into the hands of the Federal Academy of Sciences, which is something he definitely does not want to see, Xu Le can't get the permission of the central database, but those people must have already thought of countermeasures.

You can't destroy this data quietly, Xu Le has other ways. It's just that he was still in silent thinking for a minute, because this was the fruit of the wisdom that Old Professor Shen had spent countless efforts to obtain, if it was destroyed in his own hands like this, how could he explain it to the old man in the Galaxy Cemetery?

Another problem is that although Xu Le is already familiar with many function formulas and numerical models, without the help of the information in Professor Shen's database, he does not have the slightest confidence that he will be able to complete the final transformation of the Federation's new generation of mechas.

Xu Le understood better than anyone that although he did not have the slightest affection for the upper class of the federation, he knew that in the grim situation between the federation and the empire, the sooner the federation completed the research and assembly of the new generation of mechas, then those ordinary, hot-blooded soldiers would die less.

On one side is the direct justice of justice, the struggle of the little people. On one side is the great interest of the Federation, the lives of the common people.

To remain, or to perish, is the question.

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After a minute, Xu Le got up from his chair and stopped thinking about the question. He couldn't figure it out, so he had to act on his instincts.

From the database storage shelf in the office on the second floor, pull out the rigid storage boxes that connect the data cable to the power cable. Xu Le looked at these metal objects, and couldn't help but pause for a moment in his movements at this time, he knew that his next action would ruin Professor Shen's life's work, and at this moment, his brain struggled.

"If it's not yours, you shouldn't rob it. ”

Xu Le took a deep breath, lowered his voice and said, "Fuck you." ”

Spat on his hand, he raised the heavy Taiping axe in his hand and slammed it down hard and resolutely on the data storage boxes.

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(To be continued)