Hello, Mr. Major General

This "smart pinhole camera" was modified by Zhao Liangze in his spare time, and he once reported to Huo Shaoheng.

Huo Shaoheng's eyes moved slightly and looked at him, "...with it?"

"Bring it, I will take it out now and see if I can put it in the elevator on the side of the robotic arm."

Zhao Liangze ran back to his cabin, quickly took his "little robot (smart pinhole camera)", went out and talked with the staff on the deck responsible for operating the robot arm cable for a while, and then used it with a special The string was hung from the bottom of the long rope and slowly dropped.

This "little robot (smart pinhole camera)" is indeed very small. It looks about the size of a freshwater pearl about two millimeters in diameter, and it can hardly be seen as a camera.

But when it reaches its destination, it can be reassembled, and there will be three miniature rollers with a diameter of about one millimeter at the bottom holding it around to take pictures.

It also has a pair of wings that are as thin as a cicada's wings that can be stretched out to take it to fly and shoot.

At this time, it is just like a drone, but it is smaller and more concealed, and it is difficult for professionals to find its existence.

...

As time passed, Zhao Liangze sat in front of his computer, watching the little robot gradually approach the upper part of the finger stab of the mechanical arm under the traction of the rope.

I hope that the opening at the lower end of the steel thorn can be large enough to at least allow his little robot to get in.

The small robot with the appearance of a big rice pearl moved one step at a time and was about to approach the opening at the lower end of the steel thorn.

Zhao Liangze held his breath and watched the little ball sliding in the tunnel, then slowed down, as if he was struggling and could no longer move forward.

It slid in circles along the arc inside the steel thorn.

Almost, almost...

Zhao Liangze couldn't help but yelled to the staff on the outer deck: "...Can you enlarge the bottom end of the steel thorns? It's just a little bit..."

The staff member listened, thought about it, manipulated the instrument, and cautiously expanded the opening at the bottom of the steel thorn by one-half millimeter, plus the previously polished hole, the diameter of the bottom of the steel thorn reached two millimeters. A little more.

This is enough for his little robot to get in.

There was a soft click in his earphones.

The little robot smoothly entered the space inside the submarine and fell to the floor.

Zhao Liangze slapped the table excitedly, "Huo Shao! Go in! This little guy is in!"

Huo Shaoheng quickly turned around, strode to his side, patted him on the shoulder, "give in."

Zhao Liangze: "..."

Damn, the bridge was demolished so quickly across the river.

However, Zhao Liangze did not dare to say a word, not only gave up his seat, but dog-legged Huo Shaoheng straightened the back of the seat.

Huo Shaoheng didn't even bother to pay attention to these trivial things.

His attention was completely focused on the computer display in front of him.

Zhao Liangze's little robot (smart pinhole camera) is equipped with a Bluetooth system and can connect to his computer via a wireless network.

In order to make the network unimpeded in the deep sea, Zhao Liangze deliberately brought a network signal amplifier, so that he no longer has to worry about not being able to access the Internet.

...

Huo Shaoheng clicked "Start", then crackled on the keyboard, giving instructions to the little robot.

Set up.

Stand firm.

Spin.

turn on.

The camera aperture on the head of the small rice-grained robot suddenly opened, buzzing and rotating, pinpointing the angle, quickly focusing, and then shooting from the corners of the submarine.

In Huo Shaoheng's instructions, the professional candid little robot (smart pinhole camera) finally adjusted the light and shade and its shooting angle.

Three tiny rollers with a diameter of one millimeter also protruded from its belly and began to roll on the submarine floor.

Thankfully, the submarine is well sealed, otherwise as long as there is a hole, this little robot will definitely fall out of the hole, and "sneak shooting" with the sea without knowing where to go...

Zhao Liangze raised his heart to his throat,

During this period, his energy was occupied by this little robot, so he could slowly cheer himself up.

His feelings have been buried with Bai Shuang's death.

Now he is devoting himself to work. While searching for Gu Xiangwen's whereabouts, he has also developed some artificial intelligence systems, such as this little robot that is about to do its work.

If successful this time, he can apply for professional funding to upgrade.

Zhao Liangze thought wildly, his eyes disappeared, the little robot has already begun to send back video images.

Song Jinning was also attracted and sat next to Huo Shaoheng, looking at the computer screen together.

The little robot is too small, its vision is all looking up.

On the computer display, a curved dome appeared first.

There are some funny cats and dogs painted on the dome, like a children's playground.

Light shone from the dome, and the walkway was clear.

Huo Shaoheng took a closer look. It turned out that there was a recessed LCD lamp hole in the dome, and the light was emitted from the lamp hole.

After so many years, there is still electricity in this submarine.

Huo Shaoheng adjusted the camera angle of the little robot, and soon a corridor appeared on the display.

It turned out that they were in the aisle of the submarine.

The little robot was sliding in the submarine, and it didn't take long for a mountain-like thing to block its way, and the entire screen was filled with the black "mountain".

What obstacle is this?

Huo Shaoheng used a lot of effort and kept giving instructions to change the angle before letting the little robot go around this "mountain" and retreat back while shooting.

Retreating to a certain distance, Huo Shaoheng activated the cicada wings and double wings on the back of the little robot and let it fly.

Zhao Liangze wiped the sweat from his forehead and hummed his rejection: "...When flying, more batteries are used..."

It is a hint that Huo Shaoheng should not fly too much, it is best to put it down and let it roll and shoot.

Huo Shaoheng ignored him and continued to manipulate the flying robot to take pictures of the situation inside the submarine.

Because I was flying from the ground, the angle of view was wider and the shot was clearer.

It turned out that the "big mountain" the little robot encountered just now was a person, a person who fell on the aisle of the submarine.

The man was wearing an elderly-style casual outfit with a pair of soft-soled sneakers on his feet.

Looking at the man's face again, it was obvious that he was very old, his face was heavily wrinkled, bald, thin and shriveled, and he was holding a gun in his hand.

"Is this person dead? How long has he been dead? He seems to have fallen asleep." Zhao Liangze's attention was attracted by the person's appearance at this time. "Why does he have a gun in his hand? Huh? This should be. It's a .022 caliber stinger pistol..."

"The famous Stinger." Zhao Liangze chuckled, "This gun is quite expensive, it can really save money.

Huo Shaoheng gave him a sideways glance and did not speak, but the sound of typing on the keyboard became denser and louder.

The little robots were flying in the submarine space. As the camera's vision changed, they saw three more collapsed outside a door.

These people are men and women, old and young, and they wear different clothes, but they all have guns on their hands. They have unique shapes and long barrels. They are known to be the famous Stinger at first glance.

The door looked very heavy, as if it were made of oak. A steel bar with the thickness of an adult man's arm was pinned to the door, and a huge disc combination lock was hung on it.

The flying little robot patted up and down at the gate for a while, and Huo Shaoheng quickly found the gap in the gate. Of course, it was a gap compared to the little robot, a gap close to the floor that was unsightly with the naked eye.

He commanded the little robot to land, put the wings on his back, and three almost invisible pulleys stretched out and got in through the gap at the bottom of the oak door.

Once inside, the screen was suddenly dark.

After a while, the inside of the door gradually lit up.

It's like sensing light, or feeling magnetic interference.

In short, the computer display in front of Huo Shaoheng was distorted and made a creaking noise before returning to normal.

As the lights in this room came on, it was like a piece of white paper gradually showing the line shape of ink painting, and the appearance of this cabin slowly appeared in front of everyone.

It looks like a study room with a luxurious and low-key layout.

There is a thick long-haired carpet on the ground, and a mahogany desk is placed against the wall. Next to the desk is a large eight-person high screen.

The base of the screen is engraved with dense landscapes, birds and beasts, flowers and trees, which are very old at first glance, like antique artifacts.

The eight large screens lined up in crimson red divide the entire interior into two. For the time being, you can't see what's behind the screen, only the decoration in front of the screen.

On the open space in front of the screen, a set of ninety-degree corner sofas is placed in the center of the room.

The place surrounded by the sofa is empty. There is no common coffee table. Instead, there is an open space. It can be seen that it is a circular, slightly concave disc-shaped pit.

There is a branch-shaped floor lamp in the corner of the house, and streamlined branch-shaped lamps protrude from the corner lamp holder, just like the branches of a big tree, just shrouded in the concave disc-shaped pit in the middle of the corner sofa.

The desk was clean and tidy, except for a black cylinder in the center of the desk, nothing else.

The volume of this cylinder is about the same size as a normal-sized coffee cup.

Everyone's eyes moved with the light that gradually brightened in the submarine cabin, and they were dizzy.

Just when the ceiling lights of the entire cabin were all on, the floor lamp suddenly turned on.

The light spilled from dozens of staggered tree-shaped lamps, like a beam of light, covering the slightly sunken disc-shaped open space in the middle of the corner sofa.

The figure of a man in a khaki trench coat gradually took shape in this light!

Huo Shaoheng, who had always been motionless, stood up all at once.

Song Jinning and Zhao Liangze also widened their eyes: "Could it be that there are still living people in this?!"

Take a closer look, the figure of that person is actually imaginary, and it takes a while to form a three-dimensional shape.

When the man's figure became very clear, like a real person, the ceiling light in this cabin went out again, leaving only the beam of light from the branch-shaped floor lamp in the center of the room.

In the middle of the beam of light, the image of the man became more realistic.

It turned out that this is not a real person, but a holographic image.

He has a long figure and is wearing a khaki trench coat.

The eyes are small, but very deep and black, the hair is thick, the hair is neatly combed, the straight nose is exactly the same as Gu Nianzhi's, the lower jaw is square, the corners of the lips are slightly pressed, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

At first glance, he is a gentle, tolerant man.

His smile is very contagious, although it's just a holographic image, but when he looks at you smiling, you can't help but smile.

Huo Shaoheng clenched his fists.

This is the image he saw in his dream just now, Gu Nianzhi's father, Gu Xiangwen.

Zhao Liangze also saw Gu Xiangwen's photo once, and soon remembered, and whispered: "...is this a holographic image of Mr. Gu?"

Huo Shaoheng nodded hard, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

Song Jinning stood up in awe, and hurriedly stood up, and whispered: "This is Mr. Gu?"

At this time, Gu Xiangwen's voice came from the computer's microphone through the small robot's sensing device. The sound quality was not very clear, but he could hear what he said clearly.

"Today is 2XXX year X month XX. The day I passed away should be seven years and three months."

This is today's first larger chapter, three thousand five hundred words: Chapter 1392 "Countdown from the Other Shore (1)".

Two changes today, remind everyone of the monthly and recommended tickets~~~

Just after the annual meeting, I will write the second update immediately.

The second shift at eight o'clock in the evening.

muah!

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