Hello, Mr. Major General

Song Jinning shook his head very quickly and said with certainty: "No, my father has never studied nuclear physics. Although he understands the basics, he has not studied in depth. This is a different field."

"Ms. Song, can you find out the original version of this source code? If it is really related to the simulator written by Mr. Song back then?" Gu Nianzhi suggested, "This way we have real evidence."

"There is also this source code transfer contract. If Mr. Song really signed it, he should also have a contract signed by the other party."

Song Jinning felt very heavy, and said, "You mean, let me look for my father's belongings?"

Gu Nianzhi nodded embarrassedly, "...is it all right?"

"Hey..." Song Jinning sighed and said sadly: "My father used the laboratory as his home and devoted himself to the magnetic field experiment. He ate and lived in the laboratory building for several years. He didn't go home during the Chinese New Year... "

What she meant was that most of Song Haichuan’s “relics” should have been destroyed in that big explosion.

Lu Yuan quietly took Song Jinning's hand and comforted her: "Don't be sad, let's find a way together."

In those years, he also remembered that Song Jinning was eating New Year's Eve dinner with the Huo family. After the meal, he packed a portion for Song Haichuan to send.

Huo Shaoheng also knew that from the time he remembered, he remembered that each year’s New Year’s Eve dinner was delivered to Song Haichuan’s experimental building by Song Jinning himself.

He once accompanied Song Jinning to deliver it, and the old scientist who was immersed in the experiment, although he was not young, always remembered to give him a red envelope.

Red envelope...?

Huo Shaoheng seemed to be thinking of something, his face suddenly changed, and he said, "My grandfather didn't have much left behind. The part left in the experimental building was indeed destroyed, but what was left before he cooperated with the military is still there. ?"

Song Jinning nodded and said implicitly: "Yes, my father still has a small house in a courtyard in the second ring road. I haven't been to it for many years."

"There are only some common daily necessities for him and my mother, and I don't know how the house is."

Huo Shaoheng looked at Lu Yuan quickly and said, "Mr. Lu, can you please go to the courtyard house where my grandfather left behind with Ms. Song to see if there are any clues?"

"No problem, we will go tomorrow." Lu Yuan agreed, "It's too late today."

He didn't look at Song Jinning's face too well, and wanted her to rest for a night and calm her mood.

Anyway, the courtyard is there, and I can't run without long legs.

Lu Yuan cooperated with Song Haichuan a lot. He naturally knew the place and knew that Song Haichuan moved most of the useful things early for the convenience of work.

So there is no rush to check it immediately.

"My mother died young. I grew up with my father." Song Jinning continued to sigh, "I still find it hard to believe that my father would do such a thing without telling me."

Once the father and daughter were dependent on each other, what else is necessary to conceal and deceive?

Gu Nianzhi’s view seemed to make Song Jinning sad, and she hurriedly said, "Ms. Song, don’t presume to be preconceived. You think this must be done by Mr. Song. In other words, you still don’t know what your father is. Character?"

"I know, but the facts are in front of my eyes..." Song Jinning smiled bitterly, "I am a scientist and respect the facts most."

"What the facts are, we can't draw conclusions yet." Gu Nianzhi calmed down and habitually put forward the thinking mode of argument in court. "Even if the assignment contract is true, it can't explain anything."

"I think we only saw the tip of the iceberg. What the truth is, we have to put together the entire picture to know."

Lu Yuan nodded appreciatively, and Wen Yan said: "Nianzhi is right. This is just the tip of the iceberg. We can't just rely on this transfer contract to determine the role of Song Lao in it."

Huo Shaoheng hesitated for a while, stood up and said, "Then let's go back first. You will go to my mansion for dinner tomorrow night?"

This means to meet again tomorrow.

Lu Yuan agreed, "Okay, see you at six tomorrow evening."

Gu Nianzhi's eyes lit up, "Mr. Lu, can't you be there earlier? By the way, show us another hand and prepare a dinner? Home-style meals are just fine, I won't pick it!"

Huo Shaoheng: "...".

Lu Yuan nodded with a smile, "Okay, no problem, I'll bring some food to cook."

The smile on Gu Nianzhi's face was able to shine.

After Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi left, Song Jinning thought of Gu Nianzhi's expression and couldn't help but smile, and said: "It's nice to be young. When it comes to eating, she will be full of light. She really likes the dishes you cook..."

Lu Yuan took her shoulders and stood side by side on the mountain road looking at the headlights that went away, and said gently: "She is to ease your emotions. She is a careful and good girl. Shao Heng has her and belongs to him. Blessed."

Turning to look at Song Jinning, he said, "But Shao Heng is not as lucky as me."

Although Song Jinning was in a gloomy mood, she was also amused and smiled at this time: "You are poor! Of course Nianzhi is a good girl, so what do you mean?"

...

Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng returned to the official residence of the headquarters of the Special Operations Department. Lu Jin hadn't slept yet, and they were playing tablet computers in the living room waiting for her to return.

Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his head and saw Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng walk in from the hallway together, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What happened?"

So late, go to Lu Yuan's house first, and then return to his mansion together...

According to previous habits, if nothing major happened, he thought Huo Shaoheng would take the opportunity to leave Gu Nianzhi with him overnight.

Now it's sent back obediently, well, it's not in line with common sense.

Where did Gu Nianzhi know the reasoning process in her old father's brain, she walked over with a smile, and said, "Dad, you are so amazing, you know something happened at a glance?"

She sat next to Lujin, took out her phone, and showed him the 25-line source code, "Look again, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Lu Jin smiled and patted her on the head, "Naughty!—what? Show me."

He took Gu Nianzhi's phone, glanced at the source code, and then was fascinated.

He looked at it and looked at it, and said in amazement: "Who wrote this source code? It's amazing! Even me, I can only write this way at most, and I can't do it without a symbol!"

"Succinct, smooth, logically invincible!"

"Tsk tusk, the most powerful things are really the simplest!"

"Remember Einstein's mass-energy equation? E is equal to the square of MC, just three letters. In physics, it exists just like God's Genesis!"

Gu Nianzhi looked at Lu Jin's increasingly excited expression in surprise, and said puzzledly: "Really? Can this source code be comparable to Einstein's mass-energy equation?"

"... I'm just making an analogy, telling you that the most powerful things are the simplest." Lu Jin raised her index finger and tapped her forehead. "What do you want? Of course, this source code can't be the same as Ein. Stan’s mass-energy equation is on par!"