A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 259 Prince Village

Washington, a small suburban settlement

Chen Hui and his two companions stood outside the inconspicuous building complex, the gate behind them slowly closing, and no one gave them a second glance.

"Aren't you going to see us off in this desolate wilderness?"

Dai Yafeng, grumbling and cursing, led the way along the road.

Chen Hui and Yuan Xinyi, unaware of the situation, also followed forward.

"Why were they suddenly released?"

Yuan Xinyi was somewhat suspicious. "Could it be that they deliberately let us out, and then used the charge of escaping from prison to kill us?"

"Who knows? We didn't have a choice."

"Let's take one step at a time."

Dai Yafeng continued walking along the road, truly taking it one step at a time.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long, and soon a car drove past the three of them.

A screeching sound of brakes rang out, and Dai Yafeng swiftly stopped the car.

"Fuck!"

"You don't want your life?"

The driver, a thin, middle-aged white man, rolled down the window and began hurling insults at Dai Yafeng.

Without saying a word, Dai Yafeng went to the driver's side, reached into the window, opened the door, pulled the middle-aged white man out of the car, pressed F to get in, and sat in the driver's seat.

Chen Hui and Yuan Xinyi were stunned for a moment, then got into the car and drove off, leaving the driver standing there dumbfounded.

It took him a while to come to his senses. He tried to call 911 on his phone, only to find that he had left his phone in the car. He was immediately devastated and cursed a string of F-words before running after the car in the direction it had gone.

"Our current situation is sensitive, so this might not be a good idea?"

Yuan Xinyi said with some concern.

Dai Yafeng remained silent, but quickened his pace again. "I need to get you back as soon as possible. The situation is still uncertain, and delay could lead to unforeseen changes."

He didn't know what the people of America were thinking, but they might change their minds. So, while they were still able to move around, the most important thing was for Chen Hui and his companion to leave this land as soon as possible; nothing else mattered.

Without saying much, he just kept pressing the accelerator.

How could a car appear out of nowhere by such a coincidence? The car had most likely been tampered with. Naturally, he wouldn't say anything more in the car, which is why he threw the driver out.

Yuan Xinyi nodded, understanding Dai Yafeng's meaning, and expressed his agreement.

Chen Hui smiled bitterly, "I probably won't be able to leave."

"why?"

Yuan Xinyi instinctively asked, "You don't want to stay here, do you?"

"My passport was confiscated."

Dai Yafeng and his companion didn't know why the three had been released, but he had a rough idea of ​​why.

A theoretical mathematician wouldn't do any harm to America. As long as Chen Hui is kept here, he won't pose any threat. Not to mention that most applications require deep involvement and hands-on practice to arrive at the correct conclusions.

As long as Chen Hui is kept, even if China provides the experimental data to Chen Hui, and even if Chen Hui can make some amazing results, America will still get their hands on it. Wouldn't that be equivalent to China working for them? Naturally, they would be happy to see that.

Chen Hui was certain that S.H.I.E.L.D. was watching them from the shadows. They seemed free, but if Chen Hui made any move to leave, they would definitely make a move.

Nourishes...

With another screech of brakes, Dai Yafeng brought the car to a stop.

But they quickly restarted the discussion, saying, "Let's send Professor Yuan back first, and then we can discuss the rest later."

"??"

Yuan Xinyi didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

He's a Fields Medal winner too, so why did he accept Chen Hui's passport but not his? What, are you looking down on people?
"I'm not leaving either. Since we can't leave, then neither of us will leave."

"Teacher, you go back first. For me, it doesn't matter whether I'm doing research in China or America."

Chen Hui glanced at the car's interior and surroundings discreetly. "Professor Fefferman has invited me many times, and I've been looking to go to Princeton. This is actually a good opportunity."

Yuan Xinyi keenly noticed Chen Hui's expression. He fell silent for a long while before saying, "Then take care."

"Don't worry, maybe next year the teacher will hear that I've solved another millennium problem!"

Chen Hui's tone didn't sound too frustrated; instead, it was full of anticipation.

In a monitoring room hundreds of kilometers away, Wilson Fry was present, along with several other members of Congress.

Upon hearing the voice from the monitor, Wilson smiled smugly, and the other members of parliament also breathed a sigh of relief, their faces showing some joy.

Their family businesses also benefit from gallium oxide, and they are already studying the Navier-Stokes equations. It is expected that they will achieve many breakthroughs soon.

This Chen Hui is just a scholar who is focused on academic research; he poses no threat whatsoever.

Fury frowned. He felt that something was wrong. Based on his years of experience in intelligence work, he felt that Chen Hui should be eliminated as soon as possible to prevent future troubles.

But he really didn't understand; judging from Chen Hui's behavior, it seemed that he was overthinking things.

After all, a scholar who spends most of his time in the teaching and research office and laboratory would not have thought so quickly that there was a surveillance camera in the car, so these words should be his true feelings.

"Alright, Fury, it's your turn to stand trial."

The surveillance footage had fallen silent. Wilson turned to look at Fury, his smile turning into a chill.

"Don't think I don't know you took money from those people."

Fury glanced at Wilson indifferently, and even though he only had one eye, it still made Wilson feel uneasy.

"so what?"

Wilson did not deny it, saying, "Even if I didn't accept their benefits, I would still think the same way, and the final result wouldn't be any different."

"You will regret it!"

Fury gave Wilson and the other congressmen a deep look, then strode out of the monitoring room and was escorted by several soldiers to the other end of the corridor.

The group remained stunned for a while before Wilson came to his senses. Realizing that he had been intimidated by Fury, he angrily cursed, "You vulgar brute."

"Ten Furies can't compare to the benefits that one Chen Hui can bring us."

The other councilors nodded in agreement, their expressions brightening and becoming more eager. "We really look forward to Professor Chen's next achievement."

"If Professor Chen is going to Princeton, perhaps we could collaborate with him on a few projects?"

The others' eyes lit up as well.

It seems a waste of talent to only let Chen Hui do theoretical work; they want to make the most of him! Of course, Chen Hui cannot be involved in classified projects, but he can cooperate with them on some industrial and commercial projects. This is the best way to make the most of his abilities and resources.

"Let's take this matter into consideration and observe the situation first."

Wilson, on the other hand, was more cautious. He turned to Nick Fury, the new director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and said, "We must keep a close eye on him and never let him leave America. We must pay attention to who he contacts, what he says, and what he does, especially in China. If necessary, we can use force."

"clear."

Nick nodded.

“I don’t think Professor Chen intends to leave. As long as he doesn’t do anything dangerous, you must ensure that he can move freely in America and not interfere with him too much.”

Another congressman said urgently, "I don't want you to disturb Professor Chen Hui's research; it's all in US dollars."

"my money!"

……

After driving on the highway for a while, Chen Hui and his two companions stopped in a small town and realized that they had arrived in Washington, D.C.

Dai Yafeng immediately bought a mobile phone and booked a flight back to China for Yuan Xinyi. As for him, he naturally stayed behind to continue working as Chen Hui's security guard.

After dropping Yuan Xinyi off at the airport, Chen Hui and his companion drove back to Philadelphia.

After buying the phone, Chen Hui contacted Wang Qiming and his mentors, only to find out that many mathematicians were still in Philadelphia speaking out for him, especially Schultz and Tao, who had been running around these past few days, causing quite a stir, and even putting themselves in a very dangerous situation.

He felt he had to repay this kindness, so he naturally had to go back in person.

"Hui, they didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

In the lobby of the Hilton Hotel, Terence Tao and Schultz, who had received Chen Hui's email, along with other mathematicians, were already waiting. Seeing Chen Hui return safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Chen Hui said loudly, and at the same time looked at the other mathematicians, bowed sincerely, and said, "Thank you all for your great help. Without you, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Thank you!"

"We are relieved that Professor Chen is alright. A person like Professor Chen should not fall at the hands of dirty politicians."

"That's right, Professor Chen's battlefield is in the ocean of mathematics, not in the imperial court."

"We will always support Professor Chen!"

The hotel lobby was in a noisy mess. After Chen Hui thanked everyone again, they gradually dispersed, leaving only a few mathematicians, including Terence Tao and Schultz, who were familiar with Chen Hui.

Why don't you leave here right now?

"What do you want from us? Just send us an email."

Back in the hotel room, Taragra said anxiously, "You should go back to China now, we can't delay any longer."

“That’s right, I’ll contact the Mathematical Society right now and see if we can arrange a private jet for you. The sooner you leave, the better.”

Schultz immediately took out his phone and started calling for backup.

"I can not go back."

Chen Hui gave a wry smile.

The others suddenly realized why S.H.I.E.L.D. had released Chen Hui.

"hateful!"

Schultz said angrily.

"This isn't the first time something like this has happened, but for now, it seems Chen Hui is out of danger."

Kong Nie, being older and having experienced much, remained calm and composed. He seemed to have foreseen something and earnestly reminded him, "However, you must still be careful with your words and actions in the future. This place is not like China; you may face a deadly disaster."

"I understand."

Chen Hui nodded, "Everyone should hurry back too."

He didn't say much, but everyone understood what he meant.

Schultz and his group had already checked into this hotel, so there shouldn't be any surveillance cameras. However, considering Chen Hui's situation, no one said anything more.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, everyone left.

Chen Hui then dialed Fefferman's number, which he had obtained from Terence Tao.

"Professor Fefferman, I am Chen Hui."

"I wonder if Professor Fefferman's previous statement still stands?"

"I have long heard that Princeton is the center of mathematics in the world, and I have long aspired to go there. I wonder if your esteemed university would be willing to offer me a faculty position?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, before a firm voice finally came through, "Of course!"

Philadelphia and Princeton are only a few dozen kilometers apart. After receiving a positive reply, Dai Yafeng drove the car he had bought for free to the town of Princeton.

After turning onto I-295 southbound, the skyline outside the car window began to be bathed in starlight. It was still a straight road, and the sunset had been replaced by starlight. The scenery was still beautiful, but the people in the car had already changed their mood.

Several black SUVs were always visible in the rearview mirror, so conspicuous in the night, which made Chen Hui feel even more gloomy.

Dai Yafeng floored the accelerator, letting the flies behind him follow.

Princeton is located in central New Jersey on the east coast of the United States, specifically in Mercer County. It is about 80 kilometers northeast of New York City and about 70 kilometers southwest of Philadelphia. It is situated in the transition zone between the central plains and hills of New Jersey and is surrounded by forests and rivers.

The car turned off the main road and entered the tranquil atmosphere unique to the town.

The trees on both sides of the street are densely intertwined, filtering out fine, swaying spots of sunlight that fall on the ancient brick and stone buildings.

There is no hustle and bustle of big cities here, only a quiet, scholarly atmosphere that permeates the air.

This small town, like a tranquil gem carefully set between the two bustling metropolises of New York and Philadelphia, stands firmly at the pinnacle of world academia with its unparalleled academic density and intellectual weight.

This is a small town with only 30,000 people, filled with red brick walkways, oak groves, and Georgian-style buildings.

Ever since Chen Hui showed his talent in mathematics, people have been talking about his name constantly, as if he was born to be here.

This small campus has produced 27 Fields Medalists and 74 Nobel laureates. Many former U.S. presidents, Supreme Court justices, and Federal Reserve chairmen are alumni. Nearly one-tenth of Turing and Fields Medal winners have studied or taught at Princeton. It is the birthplace of the Bourbaki school of mathematics and the origin of the Princeton school of economics…

As the information flowed through his mind, the image of the Gothic building's door finally appeared before Chen Hui's eyes.

He had thought about coming here countless times, but as his strength improved, Chen Hui thought he no longer needed to come here. Unexpectedly, by chance, he finally came.

Dai Yafeng parked the car at the entrance, and Chen Hui got out and walked towards the side door. Princeton's main gate is not usually open; students can only enter and exit through the main gate when they enroll or graduate.

But just then, the iron door suddenly creaked open, and a figure wearing a faded khaki shirt walked out—it was Professor Fefferman.

"Professor Chen Hui."

His voice was hoarse, like an owl in the night, "I never expected to welcome you under such circumstances."

(End of this chapter)