The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Lutz von Huederlin~!"

"51 years old, German-British~!"

"VG Instruments, head of the expert group in China."

"Due to the application of Lancheng Chemical Plant, our Ministry of Foreign Trade spent 220 million pounds to purchase quadrupole analyzers, Gohlke and McLafferty gas chromatography-mass spectrometry (GC/MS), and Beynon high-resolution mass spectrometer (High-resolution MS) from British BG Company in 64."

"Foreign trade contract number: 64171305~!"

"In July 64, VG Company brought the contracted equipment to our country. In the same year, a team of technical experts affiliated with VG Company entered our country, including you~!"

"Any questions?"

In the interrogation room of the Security Department, a middle-aged man with a big beard, usually called Xu Delin in the factory, slowly shook his head and looked at the interrogator opposite him with a confused look.

As a descendant of the Germanic people, he has basically the same characteristics as the Germanic people.

He has light brown hair, a thick beard, and three-dimensional facial features with sharp edges. He is tall and strong, with a beer belly that makes his cotton coat bulge out.

"Hey, I don't know why you came to me, but it's very rude of you to treat a friend who helped you like this. You will pay the price for it."

Shaking the handcuffs in his hand, Xu Delin did not give the stationmaster any good look. With his calm appearance, he did not look like a spy sent from abroad.

Yes, judging from his physique, he doesn't look like that. He is a far cry from the traditional spy's capable appearance. With his untidy beard, he looks more like an alcoholic.

"Crack~!"

"Guess why we only brought you here out of so many people?"

With a faint smile on his face, the stationmaster threw the pen in his hand on the notebook, stood up, and put his hands on the table, trying to give the foreigner a greater sense of oppression.

"I don't want to know. I just know that, um... maybe in less than ten minutes, the production lines of workshops three, four, and even seven in the chemical plant will stop~!"

Xu Delin lazily moved his buttocks in the chair, raised his eyelids slightly, and casually glanced at the time on his wrist. His deep green eyes revealed a casual air.

"What do you mean?"

Stationmaster Xiang couldn't help but frowning, staring at the rough British man in front of him. Seeing his fearless look, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"You'd better turn around and take a look yourself~!"

Xu Delin raised his chin indifferently towards the stationmaster's back, and then his eyelids drooped again.

Stationmaster Xiang did not turn around immediately, but stood up and walked around half a circle before looking in front of Xu Delin. Through the window, he could see the chimney of the factory, which had been emitting puffs of white smoke. As time passed, the color of the smoke became lighter, and then disappeared completely.

The key point is not just this chimney. The chimneys of several subsequent workshops have also stopped emitting white smoke one after another. According to Xu Delin's description just now, production should have stopped inside the workshop.

"Your people like to talk about politics and struggle, but they don't like to talk about technology. At this time, we should actually go back to our country and taste Ceylon black tea~!"

"However, we did not leave irresponsibly. For our products, customers are God, right? Of course, the dark beer produced by your Ludong Beer Company is very much to my taste~!"

Speaking of beer, Xu Delin smacked his lips, as if he wanted to have a drink here. It was dark beer produced by Tsingtao Brewery. That brewery was originally built by German merchants.

"The technician you led, George Watt, has been arrested at Yuezhou Airport. I advise you to cooperate with our work~!"

Stationmaster Xiang walked around behind Xu Delin, put his right hand on the back of the chair, spoke softly in his ear, and then stared at his expression carefully.

"What, what does this have to do with me? Let me think about what crime he committed. Maybe he whistled at a young girl at the airport. According to you, that's called hooliganism!"

"Of course, I have to warn you that if you arbitrarily detain technicians, you will lose your credibility internationally. The Western world itself is afraid of you. No company will be willing to sell equipment to you. Even if you can buy the equipment, no technicians will be willing to help you~!" Lutz von Huedlin, probably because of his age and rich experience, is like a piece of meat on the chopping block. He muttered to himself, shrugged his shoulders, and looked indifferent.

"He's dead~!"

"Oh my God, you killed him, you shouldn't do this, I swear, the company will file a complaint with the International Court of Justice, you deprived him of his human rights~!"

According to the stationmaster's observation, there was not a trace of Polish in the eyes of the German technical expert Xu Delin from beginning to end, and he was not even surprised to hear that someone had died.

"He had two mice in his luggage. The mice were carrying radioactive fallout. The radiation index was seriously exceeded. He died of radiation sickness~!"

This foreigner was a difficult person to deal with. The stationmaster had already judged whether he was a mule or a horse from just a few short sentences of conversation. He patted the back of the chair vigorously and then walked back to the table.

"He's a good man. His wife must be very sad. He has two children. I've seen their photos. They're very cute. Oh my God, why did he bring a mouse with him~!"

Lutz von Huederlin made the sign of the cross on his forehead and shoulders, with a hint of sadness on his face. Everything seemed so natural, as if he believed whatever these people said.

However, the two interrogators on the opposite side knew that he was pretending at this time. Obviously, Xu Delin, who was brought here alone, also knew that the two interrogators on the opposite side knew that he was pretending.

It now seems that George Watt is the victim of this Canary Organization. If he can take the jerboa out, it will be a victory. If he fails to take it out and is discovered, the connection will be cut off directly.

Unless solid evidence is produced, he, the team leader, can be convicted. If no evidence is found, even if it is known that he, the team leader, is involved, he can still board a plane and return to Britain in a high-profile manner.

"Before he died, he told me your name, as well as his other accomplices~!"

"Oh my god, Watt, why did you do this? I just asked you to work harder and not be lazy. You are still young. I won't report it to the company and fire you. Sigh~!"

Xu Delin covered his face and began to cry and wail. My goodness, he really had a plan in advance and even found a suitable reason. He is really a ruthless person.

"I'm the team leader. I usually have to take care of them. They sometimes miss their wives and children, so I have to comfort them. But I really don't know what Watt did. Usually, I'm just a little strict with him~!"

Putting his hand down from his cheek, Xu Delin regained his previous calm state, with a slight sense of loss, and handled the situation very appropriately.

"If, just because of these, you think I am guilty, I may not agree with your opinion~!"

I don't know, I don't know, it's none of my business. I was also wronged. I'm an old tough guy. Maybe it's because of this that I was sent here.

"Since you are the leader of the technical team sent by VG Company, and your company produces chemical equipment, you should know some chemical knowledge, right?"

Stationmaster Xiang sat down again and did not continue to argue with George Watt. Since the other party had already taken isolation measures to deal with it, it would not be of much use.

We still have to start from another direction.

"Of course."

Xu Delin nodded and looked at the webmaster with a look that said, "You are looking down on me."

"Periodic table, what comes after hydrogen, helium, lithium, and beryllium?"

Xu Delin was so upset that he spread his hands towards the stationmaster, looking speechless. His emotions fluctuated even more than when he heard that Watt had died, as if he was humiliated by this question.

"Boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus. Do you want me to continue? I can also tell you that this was published by Russian chemist Dmitri Mendeleev in 1869. Shit, this is something that even middle school students should know. You are clearly humiliating me."

"Okay, it seems that you are a very professional technician, very good~!"

"Then do you know what fingerprints are?" (End of this chapter)