Ultra-Dimensional Technology Era

However, the other party only pays attention to Huang Mingzhe, and has no plans to do anything for the time being, or it may have something to do with him being a theoretical mathematician. If he is another physical or biological scientist, the other party may take some measures.

Of course, the other party's lack of action for the time being does not mean that everything is safe. Huang Mingzhe asked the ghosts to pay attention to the movements of these hyenas around the clock.

……

In a rental house two streets away from the Grand Hotel.

Four remodeled desktop computers are working, and the cooling fans are whistling.

"Freddie, what's up with your coffee, target"

"No exception."

"That's good."

An ordinary white young man put down his earphones and glasses, picked up the hot coffee on the side, and took a sip: "Hank, are there any new instructions?"

The middle-aged man who came in with coffee looked at the computer screen and calmly replied, "No."

"Just a mathematician, is it worth it?"

"There are considerations from above."

Freddy raised his eyebrows and put down his coffee indifferently.

What the two of them didn't know was that a pair of eyes had been staring at them for a long time. They were full of confidence and thought that the clothes were perfect, but in fact they seemed to be walking in the sun.

Ding Dong!

On a laptop separate from the desktop computer, an email popped up.

Hank immediately turned his chair and opened the email on the laptop to browse.

After a while, I opened my Facebook, and found a person named Wuthering Heights on a post from yesterday.

This person wrote a comment under his feed.

"There is a mission."

Freddy looked at the comment: "What are you going to do?"

"We are professionals."

……

After Huang Mingzhe brushed his teeth and washed his face, he and Wen Na had breakfast together as if nothing had happened.

"Wenna."

"What's the matter, Mingzhe." Wen Na put down the spoon.

Huang Mingzhe said with a look that could not be refused: "I have something to do temporarily, let Lin Fei and An Di take you back to China."

"..." Wen Na was startled, then looked at Huang Mingzhe with a little worry, and finally nodded: "I understand."

"Don't worry, no one can do anything to me." Huang Mingzhe said with a smile.

After a preoccupied breakfast, Mark, who had come to pick up a few people before, led a group of people to the Norwegian capital airport again.

"Mark, I want to buy some souvenirs, I wonder if there is any good place to introduce"

"Huang, you are asking the right person."

"Really, then I must go shopping."

But then Mark frowned: "If you go to sell souvenirs now, you may not be able to catch the flight."

"Mark, don't worry. The flight is at 11:30, and now it is [-]:[-]. It takes about an hour and a half from downtown Oslo to the airport, and we still have an hour." Huang Mingzhe analyzed.

"All right!"

The bus took a group of people to the busiest shopping street in Oslo, Karl Johans Gate Street between the Royal Palace and the Central Railway Station. With this street as the center, it constitutes a lively and bustling business district.

Huang Mingzhe took Wen Na for a leisurely stroll for more than 40 minutes among some shops selling souvenirs.

The two bought some souvenirs, and it was almost ten o'clock before they got on the bus and headed for Oslo Capital Airport.

On the expressway, the bus was driving towards the Oslo Capital Airport at high speed. Huang Mingzhe and Mark were chatting and laughing.

Suddenly the bus shut down without warning.

The driver grabbed the steering wheel with a dazed expression, and the co-pilot quickly pulled up the warning lights. At this time, the driver also quickly pulled the bus to the side.

"Wolf, what's the matter?" Mark asked the driver.

Driver Wolf shook his head: "I'm checking."

At this time, a pickup truck and a bus passed by.

The two people on the pickup truck took a look at the bus with ugly faces, and then they could only continue driving to the service station in front.

More than half an hour later, the bus was inexplicably able to start again, but due to this delay, Huang Mingzhe missed the scheduled flight.

Chapter 60 Stockholm

on the service station.

Hank holds a bottle of orange juice, eyes like a hawk watching its prey.

The bus of the Norwegian Academy of Sciences roared past, he glanced at his watch, it was already eleven sixteen.

Gulu Gulu!After drinking the orange juice in one breath, he turned his head and said to Freddy in the car:

"give up."

Freddy opened a window on his laptop, entered a password, and modified the parameters.

"All right."

"Let's go back to Oslo." After saying that, Hank opened the door of the pickup truck, and drove towards the highway exit without delay.

……

on the bus.

"Huang, I'm very sorry. We might miss our flight. I'm applying to the airport to change the flight." Mark said apologetically.

"My friend, this is not your fault, maybe this is the arrangement of fate." Huang Mingzhe spread his hands with a smile.