The unparalleled talent of the country started from Harbin Institute of Technology

January 30, 1995, today is Lunar New Year's Eve.

Dahonggou Village, Qingshan Township, Shuanghe County, Northeast China.

Snapped!
Bang!
In the fields, a group of children were playing happily, holding firecrackers and lighters, stuffing firecrackers into mouse holes they caught.

Actually, the rats are hiding very deep, so they can't blow them up at all.

But they just keep doing it.

There were also several snotty-nosed children who, even with two strands of noodles constantly dripping from their nostrils and their little faces turning red from the cold, still refused to go back inside.

"Wang Yifei, you stop right there!"

The game finally ended when the adults came to call them home.

However, when Wang Yifei returned home covered in dirt, Liu Xiaoli's face instantly darkened, and her tone became as cold as the Arctic, sending chills down one's spine.

"Mom, I was wrong."

The little guy looked down and saw that his clothes had several holes and were covered in mud and cow dung.

She suddenly panicked.

But it was too late, because her mother had already come over with bamboo sticks.

Wang Yifei immediately turned and ran, terrified.

Because her mother was really angry.

"Dad, save me!"

However, her father was reading in his study at the time and did not notice what was happening.

After spending two days on the Somali peninsula, he quietly returned to Ali's camp and ended his retreat.

He then returned to Harbin to continue his research.

Throughout the entire process, he was certain that no one knew about it.

There's a saying: "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place."

Things will eventually come to light, so he needs to make arrangements.

Otherwise, if Lu Genrong and the others came over to scold him, it would be a big problem.

This Spring Festival, his family did not go to the south or stay in Harbin, but returned to their hometown to celebrate.

Bai Doufu is already one year old and can crawl around everywhere.

She was very happy with the new environment in her hometown, since the house was warm and she wouldn't get cold.

"Wow, boohoo!"

Wang Yifei was caught by her mother, who simply hit her twice with a stick, even through her thick clothes, but she cried very sadly.

As soon as she started crying, the little white tofu crawling on the ground suddenly pouted and then burst into loud sobs.

The two little ones were crying quite loudly, which immediately alerted Wang Duoyu, who was reading in the study.

Upon stepping outside, Wang Duoyu immediately understood the situation.

He didn't say anything, but let Liu Xiaoli handle it herself, while he carried the white tofu back to his study.

The little brat went into the study and was quickly appeased by her father.

The study contained many rare treasures, such as a beautiful piece of jade, perfectly round, which was displayed on the floor and looked very nice.

She was especially happy when she touched the white tofu, and she expressed her emotions to her father in a series of babbling sounds.

More than half an hour later, Wang Yifei finally escaped unscathed, changed her clothes, and sat obediently next to her three brothers to watch the movie together.

"time to eat!"

Liu Xiaoli called out, and the nanny had prepared lunch; they could eat now.

"Boss, could you call your dad and sister for dinner?"

"Okay, Mom."

Lunch was not particularly lavish; in fact, it could be described as rather simple, because the New Year's Eve dinner was much more elaborate, several hours later.

So lunch was just something I wolfed down and ate a few bites of whatever was available.

After lunch, Wang Yifei, having forgotten the pain of her previous injury, ran out to play outside with her third brother.

Many of Wang Yifei's relatives' children encouraged her and her friends to come out and play.

Anyway, today is Lunar New Year's Eve, so adults and children alike can just eat, drink, and have fun.

At Wang Jianchao's home, a dozen children gathered together and played cards.

The last few years have been the most popular period for Hong Kong films, with movies like God of Gamblers and God of Gamblers II being released around the 1990s.

It then became a huge hit in mainland China through piracy.

With the increasing popularity of videotapes, VCDs, and DVDs, as well as internet cafes in China, movies from Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Hollywood began to enter the mainland market.

Movies like "God of Gamblers" have the biggest impact on children.

They were all imitating the actions of the God of Gamblers and the God of Gamblers, and even believed that by rubbing playing cards, they could get whatever they wanted.

Wang Jianchao didn't care about this matter, and Wang Yifei and the others were just kids, so they naturally didn't understand much, and they had a lot of fun.

Luckily, they didn't dare gamble, otherwise Wang Duoyu would have beaten them with bamboo sticks.

In the afternoon, Wang Jianchao, Zheng Baoyin, Xue Lisheng, Wang Meili, Wang Meihe and the others were chatting in Wang Duoyu's study.

Zheng Baoyin and the others are the most successful members of the Wang family, and they also hold senior management positions in Want Want Group.

They come here to chat, but they're actually having a meeting.

"The million-dollar annual salary poaching plan can continue indefinitely. We don't lack money, we lack talent, or more precisely, top talent."

Sitting in the boss's chair, Wang Duoyu said with a smile:
"If you do careful research, you'll find that many universities in the United States have seen their business schools develop rapidly over the past two or three decades."

"For example, Harvard Business School is now one of the largest business schools in North America, and the students who apply to it each year are basically the most outstanding students."

"And Wharton Business School, etc."

This does not mean that the United States only values ​​economic sectors such as commerce and finance, but neglects the technology and industrial sectors.

"But one thing is very certain: with this ebb and flow, American industry will gradually decline and will never again possess the world's strongest industrial base as it did at its peak in the 1980s."

"Following the launch of the million-dollar annual salary plan, the international student program also gradually began, along with several other programs running concurrently."

Wang Duoyu's willingness to spend so much money to support technical talents like Walker Adams is certainly not for charity.

He will definitely make the most of it.

First, the research projects of Walker Adam and his team will be pushed forward with full force, and at the same time, international students from mainland China will also be involved in the projects of these top talents.

After graduating from Harvard University, Gao Huajian immediately embarked on his journey as a jungler in the Chinese server.

He is now an associate professor at Stanford University. At the young age of 32, he holds an associate professorship at a top university in a foreign country, which shows how intelligent and capable he is.

Although compared to Yang Nianzhen, who is only two years older than him, Gao Huajian's achievements seem insignificant.

Yang Nianzhen had a great teacher like Wang Duoyu, while Gao Huajian had to fight all by himself, and he even managed to become an associate professor at a top university in the United States, which was very difficult.

He has already begun planning to launch new projects and will also recruit master's and doctoral students from China to launch his "Infernal Affairs" plan.

Wang Duoyu thought the plan was great and admirable, but he wouldn't do it.

For example, he has now launched a program for international students.

He spent money to recruit top talents like Walker Adam to work for him, and arranged for a large number of domestic students to go to institutions such as the Magic Research Institute to teach for him.

Wouldn't that be even more efficient?

Furthermore, once these international students have acquired knowledge and skills, they will inevitably not stay in the United States, because even if they wanted to stay, they couldn't. Wang Duoyu will definitely make them return.

Therefore, if we're talking about the Infernal Affairs plan, then Wang Duoyu is the real Infernal Affairs agent.

Moreover, he specifically set up this cover in the Somali peninsula to confuse foreigners about the truth.

"But Uncle Jiu, this is quite an expense. I wonder what the results will be?"

Wang Jianchao expressed his concern, but Wang Meili immediately retorted:

"Whether it works or not, you'll only know after you do it. Hesitating and looking back isn't your style, and this kind of thinking is unacceptable."

Xue Lisheng nodded in agreement:
“I agree with Meili’s point of view. Now that we have implemented this plan, we need to keep going no matter what.”

"Furthermore, Duoyu also said that we are not short of money, but rather of talent, especially top talent."

"Which of those cutting-edge technology projects that Duoyu mentioned before doesn't require talent?"

Mentioning this, Zheng Baoyin couldn't help but lean forward, his gaze sharp as he looked at Wang Duoyu:

"Uncle, is the gene-based anti-aging technology you mentioned at the meeting in Somalia really feasible?"

Upon hearing this, everyone became curious and all eyes were fixed on Wang Duoyu.

The latter shrugged:

"If you believe, then it will definitely come true; if you don't believe, no matter how much I say, it's all false."

Call!
A chorus of boos erupted from the crowd.

Wang Duoyu wasn't embarrassed and continued:
"Don't think of these technologies as so simple. It would be quite good if they could be realized in your lifetime."

"However, I believe there will definitely be no problems in the future, especially after artificial intelligence takes off, then our technological and industrial strength will develop rapidly."

There was a moment of silence, then Wang Jianchao suddenly asked:
"Uncle Jiu, I heard you're preparing to launch the robotics project, is that true? You've already overcome several core technologies, is that true?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Duoyu fell silent.

He had already been working on the research and development of robotics technology for some time.

As early as ten years ago, when he was developing computing cards and supercomputers, he had already launched an artificial intelligence project.

After the Nebula supercomputer appeared, Wang Duoyu had already written the most basic algorithm program for artificial intelligence.

In September 1984, Wang Duoyu invested 8 billion RMB to launch the research and development of the Dawning supercomputer series.

Two years later, the Dawning supercomputer was successfully developed. The following year, Wang Duoyu also installed a Dawning supercomputer series computer in his villa on the island in the lake.

And since then, the supercomputer's hardware and software have been continuously updated.

After entering the 1990s, the Internet technology in Europe and the United States developed rapidly, and the data on the Internet increased exponentially every year.

In this way, the artificial intelligence program he wrote grew rapidly step by step.

In the second half of last year, Wang Duoyu began to prepare to build the robot.

Regarding robots, a futuristic technology, its core technologies include servo motors, reducers, and motion joints.

These three core driving technologies are crucial to the success of robots, and they also reflect the strength of industrial technology.

For example, a speed reducer is used to reduce the speed of the motor and increase the torque. Harmonic speed reducers are commonly used, and their manufacturing precision directly affects the robot's positioning accuracy.

Given the current capabilities of our domestic high-end manufacturing industry, the speed reducers produced are indeed disappointing.

Wang Duoyu uses intelligent control technology to make up for this deficiency, ensuring that the robots are not lagging behind those of Europe and the United States.

However, this is not a long-term solution, and improving the strength of high-end manufacturing industries is by no means something that can be done overnight, so we can only wait.

Robot intelligent control technology mainly consists of three major components: controllers, sensors, and actuators.

Controllers and other components can be easily found within the Harbin Institute of Technology campus and its various subsidiaries.

The most difficult part is the algorithm program, especially the artificial intelligence algorithm.

However, Wang Duoyu is very skilled in this area, so this is not a problem.

His silence stemmed from the fact that core robot technologies, such as reducers and motion joints, were indeed somewhat lacking.

Otherwise, he would have already begun preparing to make various modifications to car companies such as Audi, in order to achieve full automation of production as much as possible.

dong dong!

"Dad, dinner's ready."

The voice of the second son, Wang Jun'an, came from outside the study, waking Wang Duoyu.

Xue Lisheng and the others stood up one after another.

It's time for New Year's Eve dinner.

Tonight, we'll all have our New Year's Eve dinner together at our ancestral home, the whole family gathered together.

The eldest son, Wang Shoucheng, has passed away. Now, the oldest and most senior member of the family is the third son, Wang Duozhi.

However, at the main table, the third brother did not sit in the main seat; instead, Wang Duoyu sat in that seat.

Actually, he didn't want to sit in this seat, but his third brother and the others insisted that he sit there.

This is at home, so we should follow the rules of the house. Besides, Wang Duoyu doesn't care who is in charge.

Let's all raise a glass and wish each other good health.

As Wang Duoyu raised his glass, everyone in the ancestral home stood up and raised their glasses as well.

The children naturally drank fruit juice, while the adults drank alcohol.

No matter what you drink, being happy is the most important thing.

We ate and drank happily, exchanging pleasantries and feelings with each other, and time flew by.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the tables and chairs were removed and replaced with sofas, and everyone gathered together to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The 1995 Spring Festival Gala was much better than the one twelve years prior.

"Dad, my stepmother called me and asked me to come to Beijing to see her on the second day of the Lunar New Year."

Not long after the Spring Festival Gala began, the eldest brother, Wang Junhong, received a phone call.

The mother and son talked for about an hour. After hanging up the phone, he went back and mentioned the matter to his father.

Wang Junhong already knows who his biological mother is.

Back then, his mother, Zhu Ling, was determined to get a divorce, and Wang Meili and the others were very clear about this.

Furthermore, Wang Junhong himself still has some recollection that he was raised by his aunt Liu Xiaoli, not his biological mother Zhu Ling.

Although Zhu Ling did not raise him much, she is still his biological mother, and he should visit her out of both emotion and reason.

"Okay, I understand. You can decide for yourself."

Wang Duoyu nodded and didn't discipline him too much.

Now Wang Junhong has grown up and has his own thoughts. He can decide what he should and shouldn't do.

As a father, Wang Duoyu naturally wouldn't interfere too much with his child's decisions.

"Dad, I'll go for two days. I'll go to the capital with Uncle Xiaowu then, how about that?"

Before Wang Duoyu could finish speaking, Wang Yifei had already grabbed her older brother's arm and said in a sweet voice:
"Big brother, can you take me with you? I also want to go to the capital for fun."

"Ask your father."

The little one immediately rushed over and hugged her father affectionately.

Wang Duoyu thought for a moment and said:

"Let's go to the capital together on the second day of the Lunar New Year. It's been so many years, I haven't really explored the capital around the Spring Festival."

Take this opportunity to go and have a look around.

yeah!
The two brothers, Wang Jun'an and Wang Jun'kang, who had gathered around, cheered along, and even the little guy, Bai Doufu, grinned from ear to ear.

The next day was the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Today everyone is exchanging New Year's greetings; the kids get red envelopes, while the adults are about to spend money.

After receiving the red envelopes, Wang Yifei and the others started opening them and counting how much money they had.

Actually, it's pretty much the same every year, but they still enjoy it immensely. Children's happiness is really that simple.

After the first day of the Lunar New Year ends, the holiday is practically over.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Duoyu's family went to Beijing, and also invited Liu Xiaoli's parents and their family along.

Going to the capital for sightseeing is no big deal, just go.

The plane landed smoothly at Beijing Airport, and Wang Yifei and her companions were already very excited even before they got off the plane.

At No. 87 Zhongguancun West Street, as soon as the car stopped, Wang Yifei and her children rushed into the house.

The children from several neighboring families all looked over.

Today is a day for visiting relatives, and there are quite a few little kids outside the doors of many families.

Not long after Wang Yifei and the others returned to the house, they left with firecrackers and money.

A short while later, a series of crackling sounds rang out near courtyard number 87, attracting many of the neighborhood children.

Born in 1987, Wang Yifei is now seven or eight years old, which is the age when she loves to play the most.

And they're really good at having fun.

Frying rats and cow dung are just routine operations; there are many more outrageous operations that Wang Yifei and her team have devised.

However, Zhongguancun is now considered part of the city, and farmland is no longer visible, so there's no cow dung for them to blast.

The next day, the eldest son mysteriously called his father out.

Wang Duoyu had only been sitting in a private room at the Beijing Hotel for a short while when Zhu Ling arrived.

"I knew it was you. Happy New Year."

When Wang Duoyu saw the other person, he wasn't surprised at all. His eldest son rarely invited him out to meet his son's so-called friends.

Moreover, this is in Beijing. Yesterday, the second day of the Lunar New Year, the eldest brother, Wang Junhong, just met with Zhu Ling, so Wang Duoyu can be pretty sure that he is going to meet Zhu Ling today.

However, the eldest son was no pushover either; he was quite clever and managed to forcefully pull his father into a private room at the Beijing Hotel.

"Happy New Year."

Zhu Ling didn't look too well.

It's often said that fame brings success, but Zhu Ling isn't famous at all, and her acting skills are just so-so; you could even say she's just a pretty face.

So when she decided to become an actress, even at the cost of abandoning her son Wang Junhong, Wang Duoyu couldn't understand it at the time.

Unfortunately, people who are stubborn and inflexible won't listen to advice.

The more Wang Duoyu tried to persuade her, the more determined she became to take this path.

It has now been proven that she made a grave mistake by taking this path.

Wang Duoyu treated today's meal with Zhu Ling as just a meal with an old friend, and left as soon as the meal was over.

But Zhu Ling made a request at the dinner table.

First, they asked if the two of them could get back together.

Wang Duoyu refused outright, but to her surprise, she asked if Wang Junhong could stay in Beijing for a while.
Zhu Ling has learned to be smart and knows how to advance by retreating.

Perhaps the second question is her real purpose?

"Do you know that our eldest brother is studying at Harbin Institute of Technology? What is he doing in Beijing? Are you trying to ruin his future by bringing him here?"

"Wang Duoyu, don't be so arrogant, okay?" Zhu Ling wasn't one to be trifled with; she had clearly come well-prepared beforehand.
"Beijing is the capital, with so many research institutions and universities like Peking University and Tsinghua University. How can Harbin compare to Beijing? I think you're the one who's holding my son back."

Wang Duoyu:
"What utter nonsense! If you don't understand these things, don't talk nonsense. If you can convince the boss, then go talk to him. If you want him to live an ordinary life, then go now. I really can't be bothered with you."

"So many years have passed, the children have all grown up, yet you remain so stubborn."

"I can't be bothered to talk to you. You'd better watch yourself."

After saying that, he got up and left.

I'm not willing to stay even a little longer.

Down in the lobby, Wang Junhong was still dreaming about the future, but little did he know that his father had already left.

His ideas were destined to remain mere fantasies.

Wang Junhong was too naive. He naively believed that there was no irreconcilable conflict between his father and his biological mother, and that they should not be estranged forever.

Unfortunately, he was too presumptuous.

After leaving the Beijing Hotel, Wang Duoyu went to Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics.

He has several projects at this university.

"Professor Wang, it's so good to have you here!"

When Wu Shoutong saw Wang Duoyu, he was overjoyed, as if he had seen his second parents.

"Professor Wu, Happy New Year! What problem have you encountered?"

It's only the third day of the Lunar New Year, but they've already ended their holiday and are staying in the lab.

"That's right, back when we were developing the engine for the Mach 5 fighter jet..."

Before the Longxiao stealth fighter project was launched, Wang Duoyu had visited the Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics and exchanged views with Wu Shoutong and others on the technology of the sub-gas ramjet engine project.

Later, Wu Shoutong also joined the engine development project for this fighter jet.

After the Longxiao stealth fighter project ended, Wu Shoutong and his team did not completely withdraw from the project, but immediately turned to the bomber project.

However, the engine technology of bombers and the engine technology of the Longxiao stealth fighter are completely opposite.

The latter demands the ultimate in speed, while bombers demand unparalleled thrust, the ultimate in power.

In fact, from the perspective of aircraft technology, only enormous power can enable an aircraft to fly faster and carry more weight.

Therefore, increasing the thrust can make the speed faster and the load greater.

In fact, there are naturally significant differences between them.

If it were simply a matter of mounting the engine of the Longxiao stealth fighter onto a bomber.

Even equipping a bomber with four engines would not only make it faster and more fuel-efficient, but also allow it to carry a greater payload.

However, this would mean even more technical problems needing to be solved.

Everyone can do something as simple as one plus one equals two. The question is, who actually did it?
For example, in the original timeline, the sixth-generation fighter jet seemed to only have three engines. Didn't the scientists in the United States and Moscow in the 1950s and 1960s think of designing it this way?
The problem is that it can't be solved from a technical standpoint.

The logic is the same: one is for fighter jet engines, and the other is for bomber engines, and the engine technology between the two is very different.

Fighter jet engines are designed with air combat capability as the core objective, emphasizing high thrust-to-weight ratio, supersonic cruise and maneuverability. Their technical structure consists of a low-bypass turbofan and an afterburner.

Bomber engines are designed for long-range strategic strikes, emphasizing large payload, long range, and low radar cross-section. The technical structure is a high-bypass turbofan, which can have an afterburner, but the Tu-160 only has this one.

Most bombers did not have afterburners because not every bomber was called a Tu-160.

This also shows that the Tu-160 strategic bomber is indeed incredibly powerful, which is why Wang Duoyu wanted to acquire this bomber.

Currently, Wu Shoutong and his team are involved in the engine development for the domestically produced bomber project.

The main purpose is to study the technical data of the Tu-22 bomber engine, and through research, to see if the engine of the Longxiao stealth fighter can be directly modified and used on the bomber.

The problems that Wu Shoutong and his team encountered were more detailed technical issues.

For example, technical issues such as how to modify the adjustable performance of the geometry of a submerged ramjet engine and the combustion efficiency of a convex cavity submerged ramjet engine.

Wang Duoyu looked at these questions and fell into deep thought.

In the original timeline's history, after entering the 21st century, the engines of modern passenger planes all had ultra-high bypass ratios.

At that time, the bypass ratio of many passenger aircraft engines had exceeded 10:1, and even 12:1.

Why is this happening?

First, we need to understand a concept: what is bypass ratio?
The bypass ratio is the ratio of bypass airflow to core airflow.

To put it more simply, if an engine has a bypass ratio of 10:1, it means that 10 parts of air bypass the core engine and are directly ejected, while only one part of the air enters the combustion chamber for combustion.

The higher the bypass ratio, the more fuel-efficient the engine, the lower the noise, and the longer the aircraft's range. These are the ideal engines for modern passenger aircraft.

Bombers also need this kind of high-bypass engine, but there is one difference between bombers and passenger planes: bombers need to have greater thrust, less noise, and a smaller radar cross-section.

From a technical standpoint, it is extremely difficult.

However, the sub-gas ramjet engine is not like that, because this engine does not have a turbofan.

So the core technology is stuck here, unable to move forward.

After thinking it over, Wang Duoyu did not solve the actual problem, but instead put it aside for the time being.

Furthermore, the problems mentioned by Wu Shoutong and others do not actually need to be solved immediately.

Because once the questions are raised, we can consider them from multiple perspectives, and then gradually address these issues once the design of the domestically produced bomber begins.

Moscow, Russia.

Semenov and Nurbagansky were having coffee together in a coffee shop in the city center.

"How was the coffee today? Is it good?"

"To be honest, it's not bad. I usually prefer instant coffee because it's quick and helps me stay alert. The taste of this hand-ground coffee, hmm, is richer."

Hearing Nurbagansky's words, Semenov shook his head.

The other party was clearly a technical manager, but he was quite familiar with these Western things and seemed to enjoy them very much.

Just as the information indicated, Nurbagansky was indeed a pleasure-seeking person.

How unfair is God that such a person has such a good brain and can master several core technologies?
After taking a few sips of coffee, Nurbagansky suddenly put down his cup, smiled, and asked:

"So, what brings you here, this renowned KGB agent? Not to invite me to your office building for coffee, but to have coffee here in public? Ha! I really don't know how big your heart is."

Semenov nodded:

"My heart isn't big, and I don't have that many thoughts."

"Mr. Nurbagan, you should be well aware of your current predicament, shouldn't you?"

"You only have one option left now: cooperate with us."

Upon hearing this, Nurbagansky burst into laughter.

He laughed as if he had heard the best joke, attracting the attention of those around him, but he didn't care.

"Semenov, you call yourself a KGB chief of staff? What? Is this all you're capable of?"

"Cooperate with us? Is this the only option I can take?"

"Haha, I laughed so hard!"

It was so loud, anyone who was paying attention could hear it.

Neither Nurbagansky nor Semenov seemed to care about this matter.

“I don’t care what your plans are, Semenov, your plans are doomed to fail.”

Nurbagansky suddenly stopped smiling and said coldly:

"I've been at the Tupolev Design Bureau for over twenty years. What haven't I seen? You think you can threaten me, you little punk? You're not even qualified."

"Or rather, who do you represent?"

Upon hearing this, Semenov did not confess, but instead sighed:
"In that case, I'm sorry, Mr. Nurbagan, please come back with us. I believe you will be happy to cooperate with us then."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Immediately, someone stepped forward and took Nurbagansky away.

Semenov then returned to his car, glanced across at the coffee shop, and chuckled softly.

The play has ended, but this play has only just begun.

If he wants to work with Matthew Barron, he must take an unconventional approach and not rely on traditional methods; otherwise, he is bound to fail.

If Semenov is not mistaken, eight KGB officials have been brought down in the last two years.

These managers all had one thing in common: they had all been in contact with the Tupolev Design Bureau.

You should know that a few years ago, that great empire had many design bureaus within its borders.

For example, the Gurevich Design Bureau, the Antonov Design Bureau, the Ilyushin Design Bureau, the Yakovlev Design Bureau, the Mil Design Bureau, the Kamov Design Bureau, the Myasishchev Design Bureau, and so on.

The most impressive of them all is the Tupolev Design Bureau, because this unit has a national treasure: the Tu-160 strategic bomber.

Although this bomber could not prevent the empire's downfall.

But it has indeed been preserved and remains an important weapon in Russia's possession.

Semenov discovered that his predecessors, who had been brought down soon after contacting the Tupolev Design Bureau, were not without reason.

Although these documents have been sealed, Semenov guessed that they probably also wanted to steal the Tu-160 bomber.

Knowing this, Semenov began to plan how to complete the transaction in another way.

Moreover, he also needs to ensure that he can remain uninvolved.

Today is just an act, to let the outside world know that he and Nurbagansky are not on the same side.

KGB headquarters office building, interrogation room.

Nurbagansky was furious because two days had passed since he was brought in, but Semenov had not come to interrogate him.

Aside from arranging for people to deliver food and water, there were no other arrangements.

Isn't this the same as being put in solitary confinement?
Troublemakers in the military usually behave themselves after being put in solitary confinement, let alone someone like Nurbagansky.
However, Semenov's plan may not be so easy to implement, because Nurbagansky is a very intelligent man and not someone who is easily subdued.

So now it seems to be a matter of who can outlast whom.

On the other hand, Semenov also had his own difficulties, because when he wanted to continue to intervene in the investigation, that bastard Vladimirovich appeared.

"Semenov, what exactly do you want?"

"Are you blind? Can't you see I'm investigating a case?"

Semenov is currently conducting an investigation at the Tupolev Design Bureau. Although this has affected the normal work of the unit, he can only use this as a pretext to continue his investigation because the previous bombing case has not been resolved.

He had even locked Nurbagansky in an interrogation room.

Vladimirovich's face darkened:
"I saw it, but you've been investigating for so long, shouldn't you have some results by now?"

As a tough guy, Vladimir Vladimirovich was certainly not one to be trifled with; he was also quite intelligent.

Although he also thought Semenov was a very upright and patriotic colleague with a strong sense of justice, Vladimirovich felt something was off about him for some reason.

While Semenov was stubborn before, he wasn't this stubborn.

We've worked together for so many years that we've developed a tacit understanding.

Therefore, Vladimirovich did not want to see Semenov fall into the dark abyss as a result.

"Are you teaching me how to do things? Why don't you investigate?"

Semenov was also angry.

Actually, we were good friends back then because we worked together and shared common ideals and beliefs.

But I don't know when it started, all that remained between us was the friendship of colleagues.

Later, when Semenov's wife got into trouble, Vladimirovich tried to help, but it wasn't much of a help.

The two of them discussed something at that time.

That's why the Moscow nobles can wear gold and silver and live in big houses, while those who shed blood for the empire can't even afford medical treatment.

Not only can they not come up with the money, but no one is even willing to lend a helping hand.

So unfair.

Vladimirovich didn't say anything at the time; he knew about those things, and he also hated evil.

However, he was also of low rank and powerless to change the status quo.

But he was luckier than Semenov; he didn't have as many bad experiences.

At the same time, his family situation was much better, and he had saved up a little money.

It can only be said that the differences between people are indeed greater than the Mariana Trench.

"I'm not taking over your case. I'm here on behalf of my superiors to ask you when the investigation will be completed?"

Upon hearing this, Semenov shook his head:
"You're also a special agent, and this is the situation now. If you were in this situation, what would you do?"

The requirements from above are very strict; we must investigate thoroughly and root out the corrupt officials.

It is common knowledge that the Tu-160 bomber is coveted.

Therefore, the only way to deter such people is to make an example of them and warn them not to risk their lives for money.

Some money you may have the life to earn, but not the life to spend.

Vladimirovich left dejectedly, while Semenov's face darkened.

After being provoked like this, he knew that things wouldn't be so easy to handle from here on out.

"If Nurbagansky is unwilling to cooperate, then I'll have to think of other ways. Otherwise, if Vladimirovich causes trouble again, I'm afraid..."

Semenov is a deep and calculating man.

The next day, he took some time to go to the private restaurant in the suburbs to meet Matthew Barron.

“Mr. Barron, this is the situation, and I need your help.”

"it is good!"

Matthew Barron is naturally no problem.

Since Semenov was willing to cooperate, he naturally didn't mind spending money, or even arranging for people to act.

His goal was the Tu-160 bomber; money was not an issue.

After discussing it with Matthew Barron, Semenov felt that everything was under control.

Meanwhile, Vladimirovich suddenly arranged for his closest subordinate, Yastreb, to secretly investigate Semenov.

"Boss, do you think Semenov has betrayed us?"

"Astreb asked in a deep voice."

"I can't be sure either!"

Vladimir Vladimir's brows were furrowed into a deep frown.
"But I feel that Semenov has become a different person. He wasn't like this before. Now, he gives me the feeling of walking a tightrope high in the air, which is extremely dangerous."

"I don't want to lose this friend."

Ugh!
He suddenly sighed, because he remembered the time when Semeno and his wife were sick.

Some things are beyond human control.

But no matter what, that was no reason for Semenov to collude with the Moscow aristocracy.

Although people can change, the former Semenov was a warrior who fought to the death against the Moscow nobles.

Semenov did not fall on the path of fighting to the death, but on the path of corruption. Vladimirovich could not accept this fact no matter what.

So he wanted to find out whether his intuition was wrong or Semenov had really betrayed him.

If the other party truly betrays him, then what should he, as their good friend, choose? (End of Chapter)