Chapter 852: Old guy (3)

Mrs. Jones has been in the bathroom mirror for three hours. This is the first time she has paid such attention and love to her face since she was forty.
The age spots on the skin are obviously lighter, the skin is firmer and more elastic, and the complexion is smoother-obviously it can't compare with the teens and twenties, but at least it returns to the state of fifty.
In the mirror, there is still an elderly white lady who has long bid farewell to her youth regardless of her appearance and shape. Excess subcutaneous fat accumulates into wrinkles, which is really not beautiful.
but......
"Oh! It's really amazing."
Mrs. Jones stroked her hair in the mirror. Black can be seen at the end of her white hair. "This is a revolutionary drug. Who can resist it?"
There was a drinkable can on the wash table in the bathroom. Mrs. Jones grabbed the can and rushed to the study and shouted, "My dear, it is this bottle of Coke that really works, not the one. pill."
Old Jones is sorting out his own books, mostly work notes accumulated over decades. These are the most precious wealth in his hands, even more precious than his mind.
Old Jones was extremely indifferent to his wife's excitement. He buried his head in sorting out, and his voice came from the manuscript, "I told you that the medicine is extremely effective, but it only works for half a year.
This has to be energizing without any side effects. I am now bearish on money and power, and want to live well, so I was easily instigated by the medicine. "
Mrs. Jones said excitedly: "I have reserved some, maybe I can send it to my friends in'Merk Pharmaceuticals'. If this thing can be copied, it will definitely make a lot of money."
Old Jones had to stand up straight from the pile of books, shook his head and said, "My dear, have you considered the consequences of doing this? How do we explain the origin of this medicine? Then is it going to be taken as an experiment and taken blood as a specimen? ?
Besides, is it really profitable to get us? Those consortia will come forward and eat everything. "
"Oh, don't be so serious. My friend is not that bad."
Mrs. Jones waved her hand to retort, but she quickly whispered in self-denial, "But it's hard to say. I've seen how those who study medicine treat laboratory animals.
The pressure on drug development is great. In order to succeed, they can do everything. "
A large number of documents from many years ago were found in the study, many of which were stamped with the official top secret stamp. Mrs. Jones flipped through it casually and whispered in surprise: "My dear, are you planning to move all of these away?"
"Yes. These are the test data accumulated during the maintenance of various engines. I have kept them in my hands for at least 20 years. Don't underestimate them. These data are very useful for catching up with backward systems."
"I mean you really plan to hand it all over? Will it be too risky?"
"I won't take them out all at once, but they must be sorted out." Old Jones grabbed a copy casually. "For example, the analysis of airflow in the intake ducts can greatly speed up the research progress of the same type of aircraft.
The mechanical analysis of these aircraft structures is also invaluable.
After World War II, the US Air Force developed more than forty jet aircraft such as F80, F-86, F-100, F-104, etc., and more experimental models. This is only a fighter plane, not a bomber reconnaissance plane.
We have tested almost all aircraft types and experienced countless failures and frustrations before we mastered enough data to create the most advanced aircraft in the world.
I do maintenance, and these are all open to me. Other countries do not have such comprehensive information. "Holy Light" definitely needs this stuff, they will be so excited. "
The materials cleared from the study are piled up like a mountain, but this is not all. Old Jones also got into the basement of his villa, and there were so many dusty paper materials in it that he could not move the old man in his seventies.
Mrs. Jones persuaded: "My dear, don't move. You have accumulated too much for decades. Even if you move out, you won't have a place to put it. It is enough to deal with part of it first."
Old Jones was also tired, sitting on the packing carton for storing materials, panting. He said to his wife: "I will go to the UK first, detour to Eastern Europe and then transfer to the'Holy Light' headquarters."
Mrs. Jones agreed, "It's okay if you go and check it out. You don't have to rush to sort these things. We try to keep in touch. This will not go smoothly."
The old couple still maintained the necessary caution, but they both regained their optimism and expectations for the future. But when their excitement was exhausted and they felt exhausted because of their physical strength, the doorbell outside the room rang.
The Jones and his wife were shocked and panicked with a guilty conscience. The two of them came to their door from the basement and found Zhou Qingfeng standing alone outside the door, smiling.
"You must be Mrs. Jones, you look pretty good today." The door opened, and Zhou Qingfeng shook hands with the old lady familiarly. "I have read your paper on applied physics, but unfortunately I don't understand. ."
The old lady was responsible for leading Zhou Qingfeng into the living room, while Old Jones cautiously ran out the door, looking around the deserted street. Turning around, he shouted to Zhou Qingfeng: "Mr. Hugo, what are you doing now? I said that I will answer you two days later."
The old lady sighed at her husband and shook her head, "This young man said that he had installed a wiretap on his body, and he came over when he heard you agree to go to the headquarters of the'Holy Light'."
Bug?
Old Jones quickly searched his body. But he couldn't see the little fairy flying above his head.
The old lady shook her head again, "Forget it, Jones. These are professional agents. We are not their opponents. Mr. Hugo also knows that you have a lot of luggage to carry. He is here to act as a porter."
Old Jones was also a little frustrated, he never expected his words and deeds to be stared at by the other party.
Zhou Qingfeng should give full play to his strong affinity in a timely manner-it is also a ‘suggestion technique’, which can be ignored by others and can also bring a friendly halo.
"Mr. Jones, I understand your doubts and worries. But I am not an unreasonable person, let alone a ruthless politician. We are in a relationship of mutual assistance, but we must act faster.
You can pack some simple luggage these days, and your wife had better go together and express to the public that you will travel to Europe for a few months. As for the information you have accumulated, it will be good if we come to transport it, and we guarantee that there will be no missing. "
The incorporeal Sophia floated out of the basement and nodded towards Zhou Qingfeng, saying that all the information recorded on paper had been stored-the'Scholar's Touch' had this benefit.
As for the non-paper materials, just think of a way to burn them on a CD and take them away, which is simple and convenient. As for the physical samples, just use the alchemy workshop belt.
After being promoted to level 20, the area of ​​the alchemy workshop has been expanded to 1,000 square meters and a height of ten meters. Zhou Qingfeng used it to smuggle VCD players and CDs, which could transport more than 200,000 units at a time. Even oversized goods are no problem.
This time I went to the airplane cemetery, it must be filled with alchemy workshops.
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