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Chapter 252 Peeping

In the real-time observation room of the Nasa headquarters in the United States, Dell, humming the "California Hotel", happily poured the brewed hand-grinded coffee into his own coffee cup, but he was thinking about which bar to go to after get off work today to indulge.

After all, as the employee of the most idle department in the entire Nasa, Dell even feels that his current life is almost the same as his retirement life. He clocks in and goes to work every day, gets off work, and eats to death. If he doesn't have fun at night, he is very likely

Dell is resentful. As a top student at the MIT in the United States, when he first entered the U.S. Aerospace Nasa headquarters, he wanted to apply what he learned in school and use his knowledge to make the motherland he was proud of stronger.

However, suppressing newcomers and seniority is not just a patent in the East, a country known as the Supreme Kingdom of the Celestial Empire. America, which is under the banner of wise rulers and freedom, also has such problems.

A trial and a dispute, Dell, as a newcomer in the workplace, was thrown into such a department where grandma doesn't love his uncle or loves him.

"DidiDidi..." A large amount of real-time observation data was transmitted from satellites that were constantly rotating around the earth and monitored in real time to the observation room.

"What's the situation? Today's observation data seems to be a little too much!" Dell looked at his computer with some confusion.

The next second, there was a slight sound of "Click!"

The coffee cup in Dell's hand fell heavily to the ground, and the fragrant coffee fell all over the ground in an instant.

Ten minutes later, the US Pentagon, inside the President's Office.

"This is a report that has just been transmitted back in real time from our aerospace department!" A white man with blue eyes and blonde hair and a firm face reported quickly while handing over the information he had sorted out to the president in front of him, and the epaulette on his shoulder was a general!

The black president took the report from the general and read it carefully.

Five minutes later, the black president closed the plan and stared at the general in front of him, his eyes full of solemnity!

"General Adams, if my eyes are not as dizzy as if I read the wrong word, the report says that our satellites have discovered huge energy fluctuations in the depths of the Amazon jungle, and according to experts' calculations, it is even more powerful than the explosion of 120 equivalent nuclear bombs!"

Adams, who seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, looked at the black president with a frenzy and said, "Yes, my Excellency the President, I suggest sending relevant personnel to conduct a field investigation immediately! Find out what exactly caused the energy fluctuation this time. During World War II, the atomic bomb made us the world's overlords, and if we could get such things, God bless them, perhaps we America could continue to be the world's overlords. Of course, our actions must be fast. After all, such a strong energy shock is not only us. Russia, which has been against our America since the Cold War, and the Celestial Empire, which has been slowly hoarding strength, are likely to discover this time's energy shock!"

Compared with General Adams, who looked excited, the black president was not so excited, as if he was measuring gains and losses. His family knew his family affairs, and he was very glorious on the surface, and he controlled the entire country. In fact, he was just a puppet pushed out by those consortiums. If nothing happened, it would be fine. If something really happened, the blame would be on his own head.

After hesitating for a moment, the black president said, "But the report says that there is an inexplicable magnetic field signal in this area. Any scientific instrument will fail as soon as it enters this range. I am afraid..."

However, before the black president finished speaking, he was forcibly interrupted by Adams in front of him.

Adams' tone gradually became stern, as if the person in front of him was not the president of the entire United States, but a clown. He spoke without hesitation: "His Excellency President! This time the agent was the request given by the Cheslold family, and you have no right to refuse! Please don't forget who made you take this position now! Are you sure you want to reject the friendship of the Cheslold family?"

The black president's face turned blue and white, and finally he seemed to have made up his mind, "I understand, I will issue this operation to the Ministry of Defense later!"

...

At the same time, China Zhong Nanhai.

Old furniture, long-lasting sofas, and shiny desks. An old man dressed in plain clothes and reading glasses were looking at a report in detail under the light.

He was obviously only an old man who was over fifty years old and had almost half of his body buried in the soil, but he had an inexplicable aura of being arrogant without anger.

If I hadn't known that the old man in front of me was the most powerful and powerful person in the Celestial Empire and had a wide range of hands and eyes, who would have thought that this place that looked ordinary and simple was the office study room?

As secretary, Liu Aimin knew clearly that the person in front of him was truly loving this country. No matter from which aspect, the person who considered the most was the people. Whether it was the medical reform or the education reform in recent years, it was all done by this person.

But even such a leader who had never frowned in the face of the many obstacles to reform, unexpectedly frowned when reading a report!

"Xiao Liu, do you think there is really a supernatural power in this world?" He gently took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and closed the report in front of him. The old man seemed to sigh and frowned and asked the secretary beside him.

Liu Aimin had nothing to say. As Secretary No. 1, he knew very clearly when to speak and when not to speak.

"Marxism-Leninian thoughts, materialism theory! It cannot be messed up, it cannot be messed up!"

The old man shook his head, as if he wanted to drive some thought out of his head.

However, if you accidentally turn your hand against the teacup beside the table.

The hot tea instantly spilled on the ground, and Liu Aimin quickly stepped forward to pack up.

On the table, in addition to a document sent by the Ministry of Aerospace and the Military Department five minutes ago, there are several top-secret files.

Liu Aimin didn't dare to read it anymore, but just hurriedly skipped the title on the file bag.

"Search on the Follow-up Investigation on the Large-scale Power Outage in Taoyuan New Village, 616"

Investigation on the Miracle Recovery of Nearly Death Patients

"712xx Port"

...

"Okay, Xiao Liu, you go down first!" The old man who was not angry and arrogant seemed to be tired and waved to Liu Aimin.

As Liu Aimin closed the door gently, the old man once again focused his attention on the report in front of him.

He gently put the report aside and opened the report entitled "Survey Survey on Large-scale Power Outage in Taoyuan New Village, 616.

In addition to a series of exploration, verification and inference, it seems that a photo of a boy is attached at the end of this report.

The boy in the photo looks like an ordinary 18-year-old boy, but the boy's face does not have the vitality he should have at his age, but his eyes are full of indifference and disdain.

Staring at the young man in the photo, the old man slowly spoke, "Is Gu Bai?"
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