I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

Six times.

Upon hearing this number, the entire laboratory fell silent.

Zhou Jingtang took off his reading glasses, wiped them, put them back on, and stared intently at the screen.

Chen Zheng's gaze quickly shifted to another set of data—Li Yue's genetic pathways.

The molecular structure of that derivative binds very strongly to a key receptor in Li Yue's gene pathway.

Chen Zheng spoke directly.

"If we can stabilize the synthesis process of this derivative and make some modifications based on the patient's genetic data, theoretically, it is possible to develop it into a targeted drug."

"It targets the degenerated articular cartilage precisely, stimulating its regeneration."

The laboratory fell silent once again.

Zhou Jingtang slowly took off his reading glasses and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"If this path is successful, it will save more than just one person's knee."

"It's the knees of millions of veterans!"

In the corner, Li Yue stood at the very back.

She came to deliver water.

She couldn't understand most of the discussions; the equations and data were like gibberish to her.

But she understood Zhou Jingtang's last sentence.

Her father had been stationed on the plateau for more than ten years, and his knees were worn out long ago. After retiring from the army, in order not to cause trouble for the country, he could only work as a car repairman.

Thinking of this, Li Yue clenched her fists.

Her lips were white from biting them so hard, and her eyes were red.

But she didn't shed a single tear.

Mulan's soldiers, don't cry.

She turned around, facing the corner of the wall, quickly wiped her face with her sleeve, took a deep breath, and then turned back.

Chen Zheng's figure was still in front of the whiteboard.

He has already begun discussing the next steps in the synthesis plan with Zhou Jingtang.

Li Yue knew.

This man knows everything.

He didn't say a word to her from beginning to end, but he kept doing it.

……

That night, in the computer room.

The keyboard is covered by headphones, and more than a dozen windows are open on the screen at the same time.

She was tracking the historical access records of that overseas relay node.

What she discovered during the day made her realize a problem.

If the core secret of Blue Dream lies in the details of its craftsmanship, are foreign forces aware of this?

What exactly are they stealing?

The answer came quickly.

The keyboard brings up the relay node's complete access logs for the past week, with each entry matching the time and the access target.

Not just once.

It was three times.

The first two times were earlier than the third, five days and three days ago respectively.

The traces were cleaned up very well; she hadn't noticed them before.

All three visits had the same goal: to obtain the core ingredient data for Blue Dream.

Especially the molecular structure information of that indole alkaloid.

The fingers on the keyboard stopped.

The other person wasn't just looking around blindly.

It is a continuous and planned theft of Lanmeng's research data.

Moreover, judging from the precision of the visit, the other party was very clear about the progress and direction of the Blue Dream research.

It's not about casting a wide net and hoping for a lucky break; it's about stealing from specific individuals.

They know what to steal, where the data is, and when to steal it.

The keyboard user knows without even thinking what this means.

There's a mole within the research institute.

She took off her headphones, picked up her laptop, and walked out of the server room.

Chen Zheng is still in the laboratory.

Anran was also there.

Anran sat peacefully in her usual corner spot, holding Chen Zheng's thermos cup in her hand.

Chen Zheng sat at the lab bench, a pile of data reports spread out in front of him.

Keyboard walked over to Chen Zheng, opened the laptop, pointed to the three access records on the screen, and whispered the situation.

Chen Zheng's expression turned serious.

The three targeted thefts all had highly consistent targets and the time intervals were quite regular.

There is an inside man on the other side.

Chen Zheng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can you set a trap on the internal network?"

The keyboard's eyes lit up immediately.

"What set?"

"Get a fake breakthrough report, change the data, I'll give you the details."

"Place this fake report in a place that looks hidden, but is actually traceable."

"If he takes the bait, we can follow the trail once he touches that fake report."

Keyboard pushed up his glasses and smiled slightly.

"Leave it to me."

Chen Zheng nodded upon seeing this.

"Do it tonight, and finish it by tomorrow afternoon."

"receive."

He closed the laptop and turned to leave.

After taking two steps, he stopped and looked back at Anran, who was sitting quietly in the corner.

An Ran was looking down, resting with her eyes closed.

He looked away from the keyboard, said nothing more, and then took the computer back to the computer room.

The laboratory fell silent again.

Chen Zheng continued flipping through the report.

An Ran just sat there silently.

After a long while, she spoke softly.

"Is it serious?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zheng paused for a moment.

"Still under investigation."

An Ran didn't ask any more questions.

She placed the thermos next to Chen Zheng, then got up and walked towards the door.

"Don't stay out too late."

The footsteps faded into the distance.

Chen Zheng picked up his thermos and took a sip.

……

The next morning, everything in the laboratory was normal.

Chen Zheng and Zhou Jingtang stood side by side in front of the whiteboard, discussing something.

Fang Zhiyuan squatted behind the lab bench, adjusting the centrifuge, while Shen Ling recorded the data beside him.

Xu Jiaming sat quietly in the corner recording parameters, barely noticeable.

The other young researchers were also busy with their own tasks.

Only three people knew that a nail had been added to the internal network of this laboratory.

At four o'clock this morning, Keyboard finished making that fake report.

The data was altered by Chen Zheng himself; all the core parameters were tampered with.

It looks so real that even an expert wouldn't notice anything wrong at first glance.

The keyboard put the report into an encrypted folder on the intranet.

The file is titled "Blue Dream Core Secrets".

Most importantly, the keyboard had a very subtle tracking mark on this fake report.

As soon as someone opens this file, even for just a fraction of a second, her monitoring system will extract all the hardware fingerprint information of the access terminal.

After finishing these tasks, Keyboard closed the laptop and rubbed his sore eyes.

Noon, canteen.

Chen Zheng sat down with his tray in hand, and An Ran sat opposite him.

Li Yue sat at the next table with the keyboard.

There weren't many people in the cafeteria, and the noise was just enough to drown out any whispers.

While eating, An Ran casually glanced around the cafeteria.

She doesn't understand anything about online tracking or scientific research.

But she has another skill.

Having spent a lot of time on the training field, she could clearly see people's micro-expressions, small movements, and unnatural changes.

Her gaze swept around the cafeteria, finally settling on a spot three tables diagonally opposite her.

A young male researcher was eating alone in a corner.

He was twenty-three or twenty-four years old, thin, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a white lab coat, and quite quiet.

An Ran recognized him.

This man is named Lu Chuan, and he was seconded to Zhou Jingtang from elsewhere.

He rarely speaks in the lab and has a very low profile.

Logically speaking, this kind of person shouldn't attract any attention.

But Anran noticed a detail.

Lu Chuan kept looking at his phone while eating.