dognovel Chapter 3236, Part 9 is a vortex
Chapter 3236, Part 9 is a vortex
Chapter 3236 The Nine Departments are a Whirlpool
It's late at night!
Department Nine, Yang Xiaotao's office.
Cigarette butts were scattered all over the ground in front of Old Qin. If he hadn't run out of cigarettes in his pack, he probably would have smoked two more.
Yang Xiaotao sat to the side with his legs crossed, his expression calm.
Across from him, Old Zeng stood with his arms crossed, staring blankly at the table in front of him, lost in thought.
On the sofa, Li Hongfeng and Lao Hong remained expressionless, but their hearts were filled with unease.
Outside the house, Liang Zuoxin and Zhao Chuanjun were leaning on the railing, with cigarette butts scattered all over the ground at their feet.
At this moment, everyone in the office building except for those few people had left.
What they were waiting for was the outcome of the interrogation.
Da da da
Footsteps came from downstairs. The two immediately turned their heads to look, but could only hear the sound and not see anyone.
After a while, Chen Mingli came up from below.
The two men rushed forward, "Old Chen, how is it?"
Chen Mingli smiled. "This woman has confessed everything."
"We know we've confessed, but we want to know if it's been leaked."
Zhao Chuanjun asked anxiously, and Chen Mingli shook his head, "That's what I said first."
"Old Yu is still interrogating me, so I came over first to let everyone know so you can all rest assured."
Upon hearing this, Liang Zuoxin quickly said, "Then hurry up, let's go inside and talk."
After saying that, the three of them pushed open the door, and instantly everyone in the room stood up.
"General Manager Yang! Boss~!"
As Chen Mingli entered the office, he saw Yang Xiaotao and the others surrounding him.
"Old Chen, how's the situation?"
Yang Xiaotao asked eagerly, and Old Qin became even more excited, leaning closer as if trying to confirm something, "Did she say anything?"
Chen Mingli hurriedly said, "I've told you, I've told you everything."
"Old Yu is still interrogating them, trying to find out who's behind it all."
"I've come here first to report on the situation, so everyone won't worry."
At this point, Chen Mingli took out a roll of film from his pocket, "This woman is quite clever."
"She originally intended to run away to Hong Kong. According to her confession, someone gave her an envelope containing $100,000 in a bank account, which was her reward."
"She was afraid the other party wouldn't pay her, so she left the most important roll of film behind."
Yang Xiaotao hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the roll of film, and then forcefully tore it open to examine it under the light.
Several people gathered around, curiously watching even though they couldn't understand what was in the film.
"Is this an engine design drawing?"
Old Qin exclaimed involuntarily, and Yang Xiaotao nodded with narrowed eyes, "That's right, this is the design drawing of an engine, a turbofan engine."
Hearing Yang Xiaotao say this, Old Qin felt a pang of anxiety.
"That bastard filmed quite a lot."
Yang Xiaotao watched the film from beginning to end, his face growing increasingly pale. Finally, he looked at Chen Mingli and said, "This is only part of the engine design drawings. She should have other rolls of film."
"Nothing."
Chen Mingli said, "The other party admitted that they only took two rolls of film, one of which was of an airplane shape, and it has already been handed over."
"This is all that's left."
"Impossible, she only photographed two out of so many design drafts?"
Old Zeng sneered from the side, and Old Qin immediately started cracking his knuckles, saying, "You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!"
Chen Mingli explained, "She confessed that her family's camera broke down when she was taking pictures of the engine design drawings."
That's why we used the method of replacing the design drawings.
Yang Xiaotao put down the film and looked at everyone. "Regardless of whether the other party is telling the truth or not, the design drawings on this film cannot be faked."
“I just took a look, and these design drawings are all key parts of the engine. As long as these parts are not lost, even if the other side gets the remaining design drawings, it will be useless.”
Yang Xiaotao spoke with certainty, and those around him felt relieved.
Especially Old Qin, who mainly lost the engine design drawings, so he shouldn't be sitting in that seat anymore.
"Really?"
Li Hongfeng stepped forward cautiously and asked, and everyone else looked over as well. Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Really."
"The main feature of this aircraft engine is its precision."
“A mistake anywhere can cause problems with the engine, which may affect the whole machine and ultimately lead to the destruction of the machine and loss of life.”
"Without this part of the design blueprints, it would be no less difficult for the other party to research and develop it than designing a new engine."
Hearing Yang Xiaotao speak so decisively, everyone finally felt relieved.
Then, after sitting down again, Yang Xiaotao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, opened it himself, and distributed them.
In no time, the room was filled with smoke.
"According to the interrogation, this woman is incredibly stupid."
Chen Mingli began to recount the interrogation process, and Yang Xiaotao and the others listened attentively.
"According to the other party's confession, this woman was originally the project leader of the early warning aircraft in the logistics department. Later, the project team was disbanded, and she went to work in the archives."
She felt that her talents were being wasted, that she was not being recognized for her abilities, and that others were suppressing her.
At this point, Chen Mingli glanced at Old Qin, but Old Qin simply continued smoking calmly.
"After October 1st, she received a phone call asking her to do something in exchange for money."
"At first she thought the other person was joking, so she ignored them."
"Then one time, she lost a lot of money playing mahjong, and she got the idea to do something wicked."
"And then they gradually fell into the other party's trap."
After hearing this, everyone found it somewhat unbelievable.
They're so damn easy to fool.
Yang Xiaotao smiled bitterly to himself, as this reminded him of the rampant telephone scams that would emerge in the future.
Back then, let alone the elderly, even college students were still scammed.
If it weren't for greed, would I have given the scammers the opportunity?
So, there's only one word to describe being scammed: deserved!
Two words: Serves them right!
"By the way, where is the other design drawing from?"
Yang Xiaotao suddenly remembered there was another design drawing and hurriedly asked about it.
Chen Mingli slapped his thigh, then smiled. "President Yang, I was going to tell you this even if you hadn't asked." But after saying that, Chen Mingli looked at Old Qin and asked, "Sir, do you have any other aircraft design drawings in your archives?"
"Other aircraft design drawings?"
Old Qin was taken aback, then, as if realizing something, he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes."
"We designed the J-8 fighter jet a few years ago, and although we didn't make it in the end, it was all the hard work of our comrades, so it's kept in the archives."
Could it be...?
As Qin Lao spoke, he looked at Chen Mingli, already having a guess in his mind.
"That's right, that's exactly what I mean."
Chen Mingli laughed and said, "They handed these over to us as new design drawings, probably trying to fool them."
"Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that this person is stupid."
As he spoke, a burst of laughter echoed through the room.
"Old Qin, what are you guys keeping around for?"
"There are things I can't do!"
Old Zeng asked bluntly, and Old Qin turned his head and gave a wry smile, "It's precisely because of this, so that I can keep it as a memento."
"What a load of bull!"
Old Zeng cursed and then laughed, "But you did a good job this time!"
After he finished speaking, everyone laughed again.
"Alright, now that we have a result, and a pretty good one at that, we can finally relax."
Yang Xiaotao stood up and said, "Right now, let's not stay here any longer, let's go home and rest."
"Leave the rest to Lao Yu and the others."
As he spoke, Yang Xiaotao walked out.
Behind him, Elder Zeng, Elder Qin, and several others also left the office one after another.
However, the feelings of the different people when they left were quite different.
As Yang Xiaotao said, this is the only stroke of luck amidst the current misfortune.
Whether they can actually trick the other party is not something they should be considering.
Yang Xiaotao and the others left the Ninth Department to go home and sleep, but Yu Zecheng, Liang Zuoxin, and the others could not; they still had to continue the interrogation.
Especially the person who made the phone call; if we don't find them, this kind of thing might happen again.
In the old city of Beijing, at the 701 Secret Telegraph Office.
The wind overhead dispersed the dark clouds, and also ruffled the last tuft of hair.
Zheng Qiang sat at the doorway, smoking a cigarette while scribbling his 'Mediterranean' hair and pointing at the stars in the sky.
At that moment, in the office behind him, rows of computers were humming and clattering with the sound of keyboards.
Dozens of people were working busily in front of the computers, while not far away there was another machine spinning rapidly, resembling an armillary sphere, but with some differences.
"Director Zheng."
Just as Zheng Qiang was observing the Aquarius constellation in the sky, a shout came from behind him.
"What's wrong now?"
Zheng Qiang shouted without turning his head, and then a voice came from behind, "Director, the computer is broken again."
"If it breaks, just replace it. Didn't we already say that?"
"Don't bother me with such a small matter."
Zheng Qiang said helplessly that he was counting how many stars were in Aquarius, and this interruption meant he had to start all over again.
"Director Zheng, the backup computer is also having problems and can't be used."
A voice came from behind him. Zheng Qiang frowned, then turned around and saw a girl wearing glasses, Sun Feifei.
"Feifei, didn't we just switch to a spare computer yesterday?"
"It's only been less than a day, and it's already ruined?"
Zheng Qiang got up, put on his coat, and looked puzzled.
"To be precise, the computer malfunctioned after sixteen hours."
Sun Feifei spoke in a serious tone, and Zheng Qiang scratched his head, "Really?"
"These computers are getting worse and worse these days."
Sun Feifei shook her head. "Director Zheng, it's not that the computer is broken, it's that the other side has strengthened its encryption calculations. Our computer needs to work at full capacity to decrypt it."
"Even so, it's still quite difficult to deal with!"
Zheng Qiang tightened his coat upon hearing this, "The other side's computing speed has increased, we need to keep up."
Sun Feifei nodded, "It would be best to equip them with better computers, computers with faster processing speeds."
"If all else fails, you should increase the computer's memory."
"Of course, if that's not possible, then we'll need more computers as a reserve."
"If that's the case, it might be quite expensive."
Zheng Qiang shook his head, "Come on, last time we ordered a hundred computers, and they only gave us a 50% discount."
"You want more?"
"It would be better to let the engineers from the Ninth Department fix it."
At this point, Zheng Qiang smiled wryly again, "Repairing a computer costs money too."
Sun Feifei pouted upon hearing this, "These people from the Ninth Department are really something, can't they even show some revolutionary camaraderie?"
“What we’re doing is all big stuff, it’s about protecting the revolution, can’t they be a little more generous?”
"Besides, this intelligence is related to them, so they should be the ones to help."
He then handed a newly translated telegram to Zheng Qiang.
Zheng Qiang took the telegram, glanced at the beginning, and his expression became tense. He then quickly read on.
"Why is it only half?"
Zheng Qiang looked up at Sun Feifei.
The telegram mentioned computers, printers, and a special medicine, requesting that the process be expedited to quickly investigate the technology of computers and printers. It also mentioned the special medicine, but that was the end of the story.
"The other half was supposed to be translated, but the computer suddenly stopped working, and we couldn't do anything about it."
"So we need more and better computers."
Zheng Qiang, however, stared at a few keywords on the intelligence report: "computer, printer, special medicine."
"They've got their eyes on the Ninth Department, huh?"
Sun Feifei nodded in agreement. "That's for sure. Every piece of intelligence we've intercepted recently has been aimed at the Ninth Division."
"If you ask me, these nine departments are a vortex from which there is no way out. From the outside, it may not seem like anything, but once you get trapped, you can forget about getting out."
Zheng Qiang handed the intelligence to Sun Feifei, then, as if remembering something, said, "You go ahead and do your work, I'll go find someone to fix the computer."