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"Sir, when Chief Engineer Lin became an expert, his son was only nine years old..." Peter whispered a reminder as he saw this.

"Nine years old, a primary school student... Well, my son is nine and still learning multiplication. It seems he's been too busy lately and is starting to hallucinate."

Williams slapped his forehead, looked at Lin Weiliang's photo in front of him, and pointed hard with his finger: "Investigate!"

Check the recent public videos of Chief Engineer Lin, especially the videos discussing academic issues, and then have local experts analyze whether he is truly knowledgeable and capable!

I need to determine whether he's truly had an epiphany or is just a tool used to replace someone else. Anything can be fake, but the knowledge in his head can't be fake.

"Yes, sir," Peter replied quickly.

"There are three more people."

Williams thought of something and took three photos from the other side: Wang Xingguo, Xu Ziming, and Xia Tianqiang.

"Of these three, the most important one is Xia Tianqiang!"

Williams pointed at Xia Tianqiang's photo: "This person used to be a core employee of Xi'an Aircraft Industry Group. He was transferred to Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group last year, but the timing of his transfer to Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group is very suspicious."

Although the mysterious fighter jet that shot down the F-35 Lightning has nothing to do with him, we are still unsure how long the development cycle of this fighter jet will take.

But what is now certain is that the other party's visit to Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group coincided with the launch of that mysterious strategic fighter jet project that was completed in four months, followed by the completion of the J-16D in just over six months.

And since he holds dual doctorates in electronic science and aerospace manufacturing engineering, besides Lin Weiliang and Wang Xingguo, he is the most likely suspect to be the hidden scientific research mastermind behind Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group...

After Williams finished speaking, he earnestly instructed, "Have a psychological expert provide a detailed analysis report on the four of them's life experiences, aesthetic preferences, and ideological pursuits, and prepare for the sugar pill program... with a focus on Xia Tianqiang and Lin Weiliang."

"Sir, isn't Wang Xingguo from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group being targeted as a key figure?" Peter asked, trying to fill in any gaps in the investigation.

"Wang Xingguo? He's a cunning old fox. Unless the local authorities decide to eliminate him outright, we should ignore him."

Williams shook his head: "In the 1990s, several of my colleagues tried to turn him against us, but he tricked and deceived them, exposing their schemes. As a result, they were captured here and exchanged for several of their key personnel..."

However, he has a son, so we could try to start with his son.

Once his son is drawn into the conflict and turned against him, he'll naturally be half-drowned.

"receive."

Peter nodded seriously: "Should we try to win over Xia Tianqiang and the children of Lin Weiliang and his group?"

"The children of these people?"

Williams paused for a moment, picked up the file and looked at it: "...Do we have intelligence agents who are junior high school students?"

"There aren't any in junior high, but some high school students admire our freedom and culture, and we can take advantage of that with a little guidance."

Peter offered a plan: "It just so happens that the children of these targets attend the local top middle and high schools, which are together. We can help them transfer schools and then approach them through their school clubs."

"Give up. Contacting the club is too inefficient and too abrupt. Without professional training, it's easy to be exposed."

Williams shook his head: "We'll make arrangements when they're in high school and there are suitable people. Using their classmates as acquaintances will be more stable, effective, and less likely to be exposed."

"Sir, urgent news..."

Just then, an intelligence officer in a suit and tie rushed in, carrying a tablet: "Look at their latest news announcements..."

"What news announcement is in such a hurry?"

Williams reached for the tablet, and his eyes widened as he read the contents: "Counter-espionage policy, with a maximum reward of 500,000 for tip-offs?"

"Sir, there's more than that!"

The intelligence officer quickly added, "Their Xingdong Company here also issued a notice simultaneously, stating that for any tip-offs from the Southwest region, they will double the reward offered by the National Security Bureau..."

"Xingdong Company? That unscrupulous company that owns lithium battery patents and sells aerial drones? Hiss—"

Williams gasped, his face grim. "God, we're running out of funds for this operation..."

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As we entered mid-November, the temperature dropped quite quickly.

However, a cold front caused daytime temperatures to drop below 14 degrees Celsius.

Lin Dong put on thick trousers and a thin fleece sweatshirt, and Xu Qingling also changed out of her favorite summer dress and put on the same style of sweatshirt, trousers and sneakers as Lin Dong.

On Friday afternoon after school, the two of them, as usual, sneaked out first.

After leaving the school gate and turning a corner, they arrived at a secluded spot near the camp. Lin Dong took a small box out of his pocket and handed it to Xu Qingling.

"Here, this is for you. Happy birthday."

"Wow--"

When Xu Qingling saw the box Lin Dong took out, her eyes widened in surprise: "I thought you'd been so busy lately that you'd forgotten about it."

"You didn't forget my birthday, how could I forget..."

Lin Dong chuckled. Compared to Comrade Lin Weiliang, who often forgot his birthday and had to be reminded by Zhang Xiali, Xu Qingling and Zhang Xiali always remembered his birthday and prepared a gift for him every year.

However, this year we've been quite busy with the big bombing project, which has been running for more than two months now.

The entire Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) was spinning like a top, with various tests still not completed and the overall design still undecided, so they didn't invite their colleagues as they had in previous years.

"Okay, Mom said you're too busy this year, so I'll keep my birthday simple and not invite them. I'll just take Yao Yao and the others out for a cup of milk tea later."

As Xu Qingling spoke, she took the gift box from Lin Dong, reached out and opened the lid, revealing a blue hair clip.

Although the design was simple and without gold or diamonds, it still made her squint her eyes and pick up the hair clip to hand it to Lin Dong.

"Dongdong, help me put it on!"

"..."

Lin Dong paused for a moment upon hearing this unusual form of address, his eyes becoming somewhat dazed. He then looked at Xu Qingling gently and said, "Why are you suddenly calling me Dongdong?"

"Because I'm 14 years old now, I can call you more affectionately now."

Xu Qingling's bright eyes curved like crescent moons as she looked at Lin Dong's face. She turned around and said, "Hurry up and put it on for me, Yao Yao and the others will catch up soon."

"What's there to be afraid of? A bunch of third wheels."

Lin Dong smiled and agreed, then took the hair clip and put it on the ends of Xu Qingling's hair, which she had tied low to block the wind.

"Are you wearing it properly?" Xu Qingling asked with a smile when she heard the hair clip close.

"alright."

Lin Dong smiled, adjusted the position of the hair clip, and casually tidied up the slightly loose ends of Xu Qingling's hair that reached her waist.

"Then let's go back."

Xu Qingling cheered, turned around and grabbed Lin Dong's hand, interlocking her fingers with his. She pulled his hand and blushed, saying, "Let's go back. You'll be busy when you get back, and Mom will scold me again."

Looking at the girl's flushed face, Lin Dong lifted their intertwined hands, glanced at them, and couldn't help but laugh, "Xu Qingling, have you always been this brave?"

"No, I'm very timid..."

Xu Qingling's ears turned red, and she answered softly, but her eyes shone brightly.

"Aaaaaah!"

Before Lin Dong could reply, a gasp rang out from the corner behind him.

Huang Qingyao jumped out, looking at the two holding hands, she couldn't help but say, "Just now, Shiwuyue said it was Qingling's birthday today, and Lin Dong took you to sneak away early, there must be something going on. I didn't believe it."

So you were really hiding from us, exchanging gifts and holding hands here... Lin Dong, you've changed! You used to give gifts openly!"

"That's too cruel!"

Su Yue also jumped in, pointing at the two clasped hands as if she wanted to stir up trouble, and said, "Lin Dong, Qing Ling, you two have to buy me two cups of milk tea to heal my wounded heart."

"..."

Xu Qingling looked at the few guys who had suddenly appeared and ruined the atmosphere.

Although her ears and face were flushed, she didn't loosen her grip: "It was you who wanted to catch up, how can you blame us?"

"Caiping took the afternoon off, and the three of us were just going home as usual when we saw this."

Xia Ran walked over, her eyelashes fluttered when she saw the two holding hands, and she took out a gift box from her bag and handed it to them with a light smile, saying, "Qingling, happy birthday."

"Thanks."

Xu Qingling released Lin Dong's hand and accepted the gift from Xia Ran with both hands.

"La la la, a gift for growing a year older." Su Yue also magically produced a gift box.

"You two actually sent it without even discussing it... Luckily I was prepared."

Huang Qingyao muttered to herself, but still took out a gift from her schoolbag: "Qingling, happy birthday."

"..."

Lin Dong looked at the girls who had been unable to contain themselves from being fed dog food just a second ago, but were now acting like sisters. He shook his head and said to Xu Qingling, "I'll go back first. You guys go get some milk tea."

For the wing design of the Big Bomb project, he received test data every day that required his processing.

Although the timeframe is short, it's crucial to handle things promptly, otherwise the team below will be idle for a whole day. This is why Xu Qingling said she's been so busy lately...