Scholars in the courtyard.

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Lehman stated the doubts he had discovered during the investigation and prepared to sit down.

What their investigation team needs is the public and evidence.

But now the only evidence is that tape.

Then there is the data that supports the aircraft's reconnaissance mission.

Beyond that, everything is speculation.

However, he knew that sometimes the things that one was least willing to believe and the things that were least likely to happen were often closest to the truth.

"Team Leader Lehman!"

Just as Lehman's butt just touched the chair, the white-haired old man suddenly spoke.

Lehman stood up quickly, looking respectful.

"Tell me the direction of your next investigation!"

Lehman opened his mouth and finally said what was in his mind, "Sir, we must first confirm the situation of the plane."

"Then investigate what caused this loss!"

After Lehman finished speaking, the white-haired old man frowned, then nodded, "Confirm it as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Lehman then sat down. Lawrence beside him was a little nervous, because it was his turn to answer the next question!

Sure enough, when the white-haired old man looked at him, Lawrence's breathing stagnated and his straight back began to tremble.

"Director Lawrence, tell me what you did!"

The next moment, the voice of the white-haired old man sounded, and Lawrence stood up subconsciously.

"gentlemen…"

……

After the meeting was over, the white-haired old man left the meeting room, and the noise in the corridor faded away, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lyman, thank you very much this time."

Lawrence stepped forward and extended his right hand. Lehman shook it and said politely, "Chief Lawrence, I just did what I had to do."

"No, no, no, I'm already very grateful that you didn't take advantage of us."

Lawrence leaned forward as he shook her hand, "I owe you one."

Lehman smiled and said softly, "I hope Director Lawrence can help. After all, this matter is very troublesome and we are somewhat unable to handle it."

"That's easy. I will send my best assistant, Smith, to help you."

"If you need anything, you can find him."

"That's great."

The two men shook hands and left. After Lawrence got into the car and headed back, everyone fell silent.

He knew in his heart that this matter would not end here.

Alliance, Stoke City.

Gozenvsky looked at the appointment in his hand with a cunning smile on his face. He pulled the hat off his head, opened the window, and roared at the snow-covered city.

"It's mine. It belongs to me. No one can take it away."

"I, Anatoly Gotzenvsky, will take back everything that belongs to me, everything!"

The roar echoed in the city. When the soldiers patrolling around heard it, they just paused for a moment and then continued their patrol.

After a long time, a cold wind blew and Gozenvsky felt his head was a little cold. He closed the window, sat on the chair, threw the appointment letter aside, and then picked up the information on the table.

This is not information from China, but information from North Korea.

They discovered that there was chaos in the United States base, and the spies who sneaked in during Christmas discovered that martial law was imposed in the base and everyone's vacation was cancelled.

Because spies have low status, they can only access low-level information.

However, even this basic information shocked the North Korean officials when it was handed over.

A Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft used for high-altitude reconnaissance did not fly back.

And according to the soldiers at the base, it was most likely destroyed.

When Gotzenfsky looked at this somewhat absurd information, he wondered at first glance if those Koreans were joking.

But when he thinks about what happened recently, he doesn't think it's absurd anymore.

First of all, there is a cause for this incident.

Why did the other side send out the Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft?

Because China is going to launch an artificial satellite.

So it makes sense to send out the Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft.

As for whether it was shot down or not, that’s easy. We just need to investigate.

"If this is true, then how did China do it?"

Gotzenfsky frowned, then smiled playfully.

"If it's true, it would be interesting."

He thought of China, the United States, and even more so, Susco.

As long as he delivers results, Susco will need him.

Although for some reasons a while ago, the people they arranged in China suffered huge losses, so it is difficult to find out.

But what if we go the other way, the United States?

Ha ha
That is the swallows' back garden.

All secrets are not secrets.

Thinking of this, Gotzenfsky took out a file bag from the safe nearby, opened it and took out a photo from it.

Above is a young girl with a childish face under long golden hair.

Gotzenfsky turned the photo over and saw two names written on it.

At the top was the girl's real name, Talia Gwenyl Mina.

Below is the girl’s current name, Evelyn Mengsha.

The file bag contains the unit where the girl currently works.

And this department was his old rival.

This is also his last trump card.

It had not been launched before because he wanted to gain greater benefits, and it was also his biggest bargaining chip to return to the center of power!
Now, it's time to start.

Two days later, the specially built train was moving slowly forward.

Along the way, you can see slogans posted on the walls from time to time, and you can often hear "The East is Red" being played.

Yang Xiaotao, Zhang Lao, Wang Lao and others were sitting in a carriage, surrounded by familiar faces, returning to the old city together.

As for Mr. Peng, he returned to Sijiu City earlier.

The Blackbird was temporarily stationed at a base in the northwest.

And this news is still kept confidential.

Even Yang Xiaotao and his group signed a confidentiality agreement when they left.

Originally, Yang Xiaotao wanted to dismantle a few parts on the spot to have a look, and even Mr. Qian wanted to check the structure of the plane.

But later, Yang Xiaotao tried it twice and found that the entire plane was a whole.

This is different from the Baiju. The Baiju is a fighter jet that pursues speed, while the Blackbird also focuses on range while pursuing speed. This is why the Blackbird can easily come here, make a circle, and even take a break to smoke before going back.

Because the blackbird is very big, much bigger than the white colt.

Not to mention the J-7!
Moreover, there are many sophisticated instruments inside the black mask, and even the used fuel can be taken out for research.

In addition, due to the firefighting after landing, a series of locks also needed to be cleaned up, so if Yang Xiaotao wanted to disassemble the Blackbird, he had to be fully prepared.

Of course, everyone present knew that it would take time to thoroughly study the blackbird.

The technological content in it is too strong, they need to dilute it a little bit and then drink it into their mouths.

"Dad, how long can we sing "The East is Red"? "

Yang Xiaotao sat opposite Ran's father and watched the Chu-Han contention between Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhang for a while. Not finding it interesting, he turned around and asked.

Father Ran was thinking about the next work arrangement. When he heard Yang Xiaotao's question, he came back to his senses. "It should be more than 20 days. This time we use batteries. If they run out of power, they won't play!"

He also heard this from the Second Ministry of Machine Building, but he was not clear about the details.

However, these twenty days are enough.

He felt his heart pounding at the thought of having the whole world listen to "The East is Red" for more than 20 days.

Yang Xiaotao nodded, this was similar to the situation in later generations.

It also proves that even though his appearance brought time forward and accelerated the process, it did not change the original taste.

“It would be nice if there were solar cells!”

Yang Xiaotao muttered something, and Zhang Lao, who was resting on the back of the chair, heard it and opened his eyes, "What did you say? Solar cell?"

Yang Xiaotao was startled by the sound behind him and leaned over to look at Mr. Zhang who was lying on his back.

It was only then that Yang Xiaotao realized that he had let the cat out of the bag. This solar cell is still in the laboratory and has never been heard of in China.

But Yang Xiaotao was not surprised, he just looked at the sun outside and said, "You see, this sunlight is also a kind of energy."

"So why not use this energy to make batteries?"

Yang Xiaotao's words attracted many people's attention. Director Yan was chatting with Mr. Qian. When he heard Yang Xiaotao's words, he immediately became interested and said, "That's a good point."

"There are many kinds of energy. The coal and oil we use all contain energy."

"Even wood for the fire."

"So what Xiao Tao said about the sun's energy is not wrong."

Director Yan suddenly interrupted and asked everyone to focus on solar energy.

It's boring to be in the carriage anyway, so it's nice to have something fun to listen to.

Mr. Qian rubbed his eyes and said, "Solar energy is a good research direction."

"If satellites want to operate in space in the future, this battery will be one of the solutions."

The more money you have, the more interesting the topic becomes.

"However, it is not easy to make solar cells. At least there is no research in this area in China."

“Even abroad, there haven’t been many studies done on it, and the results haven’t been great.”

Yang Xiaotao listened at the side and nodded from time to time.

Old Qian looked at Yang Xiaotao, "Since you brought it up, do you have any ideas?"

"Ah? Me, thoughts? Me."

"It's okay. If you have any ideas, just say them directly and let everyone hear them."

Mr. Qian spoke directly, and Yang Xiaotao couldn't refuse, so he explained, "Actually, I understand it from a biological perspective."

"Biological? Tell me about it."

Mr. Qian became interested. He thought Yang Xiaotao would talk about the principles of solar energy conversion, but he didn't expect it would also involve the biological level. He had to listen carefully.

“When I was studying biology, the first thing I came into contact with was plant photosynthesis.”

"It's the plants that absorb the energy from the sun into their bodies, and then they grow and grow."

"In other words, the wheat and rice we eat contain solar energy, but this energy is converted by plants and is easier for us to absorb."

"It is said that the coal and oil we use now are also the products of plants buried underground many years ago."

"So I thought, since solar energy has so many uses, why can't we make solar cells?"

Most people could understand what Yang Xiaotao said, but their understanding of the meaning was far from satisfactory.

Most people don’t even know what photosynthesis is.

After listening to this, Mr. Qian leaned back on the chair with a dazed look in his eyes.

Just when Mr. Peng was leaving, he specifically found him and Mr. Wang to discuss the next work arrangements.

President Peng told them that the Ninth Ministry of Industry was about to be established.

Moreover, President Peng recommended him and Yang Xiaotao to the organization.

He is the chief and Yang Xiaotao is the deputy.

He was excited to hear the news.

Mr. Wang was even more happy for him and even assured on the spot that he would fully support his work.

Moreover, considering the future development direction of the Ninth Ministry, he generously handed over a part of the core project of the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building - "Computer Research" to add weight to the Ninth Ministry of Machine Building!
Not only Mr. Peng, but Mr. Chen also has the same idea.

If nothing unexpected happens, we will hold a meeting to discuss this matter when we return.

And both of them will be nominated at the meeting, so he can be prepared.

Originally, Mr. Qian didn't care about these things. If he had a choice, he would prefer to stay in the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building to complete his research.

But thinking that he could build for the revolution wherever he went, he did not refuse.

Only now, when Mr. Qian's blurred vision returned to reality, he suddenly realized that there was someone more suitable for this position than him.