The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

As the couple with the closest relationship with Dr. Bai, Dr. Zhu may not know other things, but she can still guess some of Dr. Bai's temper and thoughts.

Dr. Bai is not as kind as the master thinks. This can be seen from his daily behavior.

In his mind, he had actually already included You Shishi as a part of his plan. If You Shishi continued to get along with him like this and rely on him.

Maybe he could delay for a while due to Master You's superior experimental skills, but as time goes on, he will definitely make a move on Master You because he feels that it is better to keep the woman in his hands.

Even though the Qing Dynasty has been gone for a long time and it is now the 23rd century, Dr. Bai's chauvinistic character is still preserved in his genes and has returned to his old ways.

They think that if they have a formal intimate relationship, they can be tied to the master, and they can make better use of her after they are together. This is the ugliest and most selfish idea of ​​some men.

In the name of love, one does things that put people in shackles.

Dr. Zhu sneered mockingly, crossed his hands in a gesture of resistance, and watched them continue to debate without saying a word.

The third person to go up was Director Tu, and the room he searched was Cleaner Mu's room.

"I actually thought that as a cleaner, he would not be suspected if he went to any other person's room. So I searched his room first."

As Director Tu was talking, he pasted the photos in his hand onto the whiteboard one by one. Since he was not very experienced yet, he was quite flustered.

However, due to his good physique and quick hands, even though there were a pile of photos, he had almost finished processing them before others came up to help.

"We still don't know the exact cause of Dr. Bai's death, but I have found a lot of things from Mu Baojie that are enough to prove his identity. He is not as simple as he looks."

Hidden in Mu Baojie's pocket was a national emblem of a foreign country and a simple telegraph machine.

Although in this technologically advanced era, the telegraph machine was already a widely used item during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. It was phased out early after liberation as the Internet became increasingly popular.

Up to now, there are very few people who can and know how to use it. However, perhaps sometimes when technology is advanced, the more simple and unpretentious the means, although not very eye-catching, can have the most useful effect.

"From these two pieces of evidence, it can be seen that you are not a spy sent by other countries, right?"

Tu Dongshi's eyes were like knives as he stared straight at Mu Baojie. As a retired soldier, facing the role of a spy, his hatred was much deeper than that of other people. It just happened to be that he ran into the muzzle of his gun. Isn't this a professional match?

Being stared at by Director Tu, Mu Baojie originally wanted to act and make jokes to get away with it, but being stared at like this, his attitude suddenly changed.

If possible, everyone would probably stand up from their seats and salute Director Tu who was standing straight at attention.

This is probably because ordinary people, when facing soldiers, still have the muscle memory developed from years of military training in schools.

He said with some stammering.

"No, not me. Oh, I, I'm a spy."

From the inconsistent tone of his words, you can tell how panicked he is at the moment.

On the stage, the man who spoke with great enthusiasm and never stuttered and made a living by his eloquence, actually forgot his own role setting for a moment.

Facing the interrogation of the local director is quite like facing Uncle Hat. As a citizen, I am in awe of Uncle Hat and I will tell him everything I know.

“Ahem, I’m a spy sent here by another country because they thought our country’s technology was more advanced and they wanted to steal from us.

It’s just that I’ve only been here for a short time, and your scientific research results are kept very secret.

I haven't had time to penetrate the core yet, and I haven't had time to use this generator.

You can see that the machine is covered with dust and has no signs of having been used.”

Mu Baojie's face turned pale with fright, and beads of sweat appeared on his face.

It was not known whether he was feeling guilty or more afraid at this moment. Lin Robot saw this from the side and quickly pulled a few pieces of tissue paper on the table to his hand.

Mu Baojie thanked him repeatedly in panic, glanced at Director Tu carefully, then picked up the tissue beside him and wiped the sweat off his face.

Mu Baojie: Oh my god, my hands stink! How could I get this character? I am a good citizen!

"I did see the dust on it. So what have you been doing here during this time? Tell me the truth!"

Director Tu slammed the table, which frightened the already frightened Mu Baojie. He lost his grip on the tissue in his hand and it fell to the ground.

He had a sharp eye and stared at Mu Baojie without blinking. Even though he was wiping the sweat off his face, he did not relax his vigilance at all.

“I really didn’t do anything. When I first came here, I was just busy building relationships.

If anything goes wrong later, you can just turn a blind eye.

In addition, there are masters there helping others do chores. Basically, any secret matters related to scientific research are all done by masters. There is no chance for me to intervene.

At most, I can just be a cannon fodder on the sidelines."

Mu Baojie still felt a little aggrieved when he talked about it. When he entered here, he also made lofty ambitions to make unparalleled contributions to his country.

As a result, when I arrived here, plans could not keep up with the changes, and all the miscellaneous tasks related to scientific research that I could do were taken over by others.

He was only assigned to clean the outer corridors of the laboratory, and he had no chance to do any work related to scientific research results.

The management was so strict that if he hadn't been checked several times, he wouldn't have been allowed to enter the laboratory. At most, he could only touch the garbage thrown out by the laboratory.

"I saw some odds and ends of garbage in your room. Some of the ingredients looked familiar. Are you planning to make miniature gunpowder?"

With the development of technology, many of the things that were originally produced have been gradually eliminated.

Like this simple gunpowder and simple small telegraph, they have been buried in the long river of history. At this time, these long-forgotten things were actually diverted and used by the country's spies. I don't know whether their technology is too backward or our technology is too advanced.