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Jiangcheng, a national-level materials laboratory.

Huang Bo-an did not go home last night. In the corner of his private office, there is always a folding bed that can be unfolded for a nap.

For an old scholar like him who has devoted half his life to scientific research, staying overnight in the laboratory is nothing new.

But last night, the old man couldn't sleep.

He tossed and turned on the narrow folding bed, a strange feeling lingering in his mind.

It was a mixture of excitement, anticipation, and even a hint of bewilderment and panic.

Huang Boan has studied materials science for half his life. From being deeply discouraged and frustrated by every failed experiment when he was young, to now remaining calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, he can now calmly face any failed data.

But that night, he seemed to be possessed by some strange force, as if time had reversed, instantly transporting him back to his youthful days decades ago when he first stepped into the world of scientific research.

He actually started acting like a young boy, eagerly anticipating what kind of experimental results the parameters written on that piece of paper would produce.

Reason kept warning him: data casually given by a young man he met on the street would most likely lead to the failure of the experiment.

But her heart was filled with hope: What if it were true?

The first rays of morning light shone into the office through the blinds.

Huang Bo'an, with bloodshot eyes, climbed out of the folding bed.

He went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water to clear his head, then walked to his desk, sat down, and habitually took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Bang!"

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open roughly.

This situation is rare in the laboratory; usually, when people want to report to him, they would knock on the door and ask for his permission.

Huang Bo'an was startled by the sudden commotion and looked up at the door in surprise.

The person who barged in was his most prized student, Zhang Kai.

This man in his early thirties looked ten times more haggard than when he came to report the failure data last night. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and his white coat was stained. He had obviously stayed up all night in front of the machine again.

Looking at Zhang Kai, Huang Bo'an felt as if he were seeing his younger self.

He used to be just as crazy, often staying by the lab's side constantly to get the experimental results as soon as possible.

However, Huang Boan noticed something unusual about the student's expression.

Although Zhang Kai looked haggard, there was a fervent light in his deep-set eyes.

Zhang Kai, clutching a stack of documents, strode to his desk, his voice excited:

"Teacher! It's done...the experiment is a success!"

"It's done?!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Bo'an sprang up from his chair as if electrocuted. His expression was visibly shaken, and his right hand, holding a cigarette, trembled uncontrollably, ash falling onto the table in a flurry.

Zhang Kai's eyes were red-rimmed. He nodded heavily, handed the lab report to Huang Bo'an, and spoke somewhat incoherently:

"Teacher, where did you get those parameters you gave me last night?! They actually worked! Based on the derivation of this data, carbon nanotubes can not only be produced stably on a large scale, but the purity and quality of the finished product far surpass any of our previous production methods."

"hiss……"

Huang Bo'an's finger was burned by the nearly burnt-out cigarette butt.

The sharp pain finally brought him back to his senses. He hurriedly stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and took the lab report to look at.

The more he looked, the more rapid his breathing became, the wider his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"It really worked... and the result is even more perfect than I had hoped for. This completely new preparation method perfectly avoids lattice defects and can directly break through the length limitations of carbon nanotubes under current technology!"

Zhang Kai, his mind racing, slammed his fist into his palm: "Teacher! If we can mass-produce this... it will be of immeasurable help to our country's aerospace field."

Huang Bo'an nodded repeatedly: "That's right!"

The old man took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the elation in his heart: "Zhang Kai, go and inform everyone in the group to completely block the laboratory data, and then let everyone go back and get a good night's sleep."

I'll stay here and write reports to submit to my superiors.

Although he hadn't slept much all night, the success of the experiment made Huang Bo'an feel as if he were twenty years younger, full of inexhaustible energy, and not sleepy at all.

Zhang Kai was in a great mood at the time, readily agreed, and quickly left the office.

The office fell silent again.

Huang Bo'an lit another cigarette, squinted, and repeatedly stroked the research report as if it were a priceless treasure.

After a moment, he put down the report and his eyes fell into a long, blank stare.

"Could it be... that young man really did bring the data back from abroad? Was yesterday's airport encounter orchestrated by him?"

"Who exactly is he? If he's an expert in this field, I should have heard of him..."

Thinking of this, Huang Bo'an could no longer sit still. He picked up his phone from the table, found a number, and dialed it.

The phone rang twice before being answered quickly, and a crisp, efficient female voice came from the receiver: "Hello, Uncle?"

Hearing his family's voice, Huang Bo'an's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and he said with a smile, "Did I disturb your work?"

"No, I'm having breakfast right now." The girl seemed a little surprised: "Uncle, weren't you abroad for an academic exchange? When did you get back?"

"It's like this..." Huang Bo'an said, "Yesterday, I just got off the plane and met a young man outside Jiangcheng Airport. He gave me a set of data, and I tried to conduct an experiment using the parameters he provided overnight. Unexpectedly... the experiment actually succeeded, and it was a revolutionary breakthrough!"

Huang Bo paused for a moment, then said, "I'd like you to help me find this person. Such talent is very important to our country."

The girl on the other end of the phone clearly realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly asked:

"Are there any specific characteristics? Or his flight information?"

Huang Bo'an frowned and thought carefully: "There was no specific flight information. We met him on the roadside outside the airport. He was wearing a hat and a mask, covering himself up very well. However... he was with a very pretty young girl at the time."

The girl immediately replied on the phone, "Understood. This information is enough; I can check the airport surveillance footage."

"Okay, okay!" Huang Bo'an breathed a long sigh of relief, and repeatedly instructed, "Girl, remember, this person is of immense help to our country's materials science field. We absolutely cannot let anything happen to him! If you find him, contact me immediately!"

After hanging up the phone, Huang Bo'an got up and paced back and forth a couple of times.

He then sat back down at his computer and began writing a research report, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

……

Jian Yan sat on the sofa in the film crew's RV, his face dark and gloomy as he looked at the phone ringing on the table in front of him.

He didn't answer, and just sat there stiffly like a statue.

A moment later, the phone went dark as no one answered.

Jian Yan had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to reach for his phone to turn it off when the screen lit up again, the ringing echoing through the carriage like a death knell.

"Damn it! It's relentless!"

Jian Yan broke down. He cursed viciously, picked up his phone, and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the call connected, he heard a familiar middle-aged man's voice on the other end:

"Young Master Jian, you're not answering your phone... what do you mean by this?"

Jian Yan gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, "Hei Zi! The final payment I promised you was already transferred to your account yesterday. Didn't I tell you not to contact me again for a while?! What exactly do you mean?!"

"hehe……"

The man on the other end of the phone, nicknamed "Blackie," let out a cold laugh: "Young Master Jian is a very busy man, so I won't beat around the bush and waste your time. Let's be frank, if you don't have enough money, send me another two hundred."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yan's expression instantly twisted.

He suppressed his anger and said, "Hey, leave yourself some leeway in everything you do. Don't go too far! I paid you guys to cripple Lu Ci, and your men didn't even manage to hurt a single hair on his head! You messed things up, but I've paid you the two million I promised you in full!"

Jian Yan, panting heavily, said, "Now that the deal isn't done, you actually dare to ask me for another two million? Do you really think I'm a money-printing machine?!"

Faced with Jian Yan's fury, Hei Zi's voice carried a hint of languor:

"Oh dear... Young Master Jian, you can't say that. If we followed the original plan and all we had to do was put a sack over a leg and break it, two million would have been enough."

Hei Zi abruptly changed the subject: "But what about now? The video of Lu Ci being attacked in the street has gone viral online, and given that he's a public figure, the nature of the incident has completely changed! This is equivalent to putting pressure on the police."

"With this kind of force, where can my brothers run to? They're definitely going to be arrested."

Hei Zi snorted coldly: "They're in the prime of their youth, and you're asking them for two million in resettlement fees? Is that too much?"

"Young Master Jian, you're a smart man. Or... are you forcing me to tell my men which big spender paid them to do this?"

Hei Zi paused for a moment, then continued, "My men aren't exactly tough nuts to crack. Once they find out who's paying for this, they'll spill the beans. The news of Young Master Jian hiring someone to do the dirty work is way more sensational than Lu Ci getting into a fight, right?"