The left hand in the picture only clicked a few times in a regular pattern. Jiang Shaoming looked at it several times, but still couldn't understand what password was used and couldn't find the pattern.

Li Yichen then switched the scene to his feet. He looked at his left foot first, then his right, and discovered that there was something wrong with his right foot as well. After a moment's thought, he cut and saved the problematic footage, and asked Jiang Shaoming to lead him out of the space.

Suihe and Li Yichen actually entered the space in Sichuan Province, while Jiang Shaoming actually entered the space in Kyoto. They entered from different locations. After leaving the space, Li Yichen and Jiang Shaoming drove to Mr. Dong Guanliang's research institute.

When Dong Guanliang was young, he worked as a spy in Mossaya abroad. He knew much more about the various types of codes in the world and how to crack them than Jiang Shaoming.

When they were in the space, Li Yichen wanted to send a video to Hu Xi, but then he thought better of it. This kind of thing was no different from buying other things. If the authorities found out and investigated the source of the video, Hu Xi would have no way to explain it, which would bring him a lot of trouble.

Thinking about things, they soon arrived at the research institute. From the outside, it didn't look like a place for scientific research at all. The guard used the internal phone to call Dong Guanliang's assistant to explain their purpose. A few moments later, the secretary came to pick them up, and they drove smoothly into the factory.

After entering the factory, we first went through a checkup. If we had any surveillance or tracking devices on us, they would be detected immediately. If there were no problems, we would be taken to the warehouse at the back.

This warehouse was well-hidden; from the outside, it looked like a freezer. There were also piles of recently dismantled waste paper boxes at the door, a massive pile that looked desolate from a distance. Li Yichen thought this place was incredible; the average person wouldn't imagine what was inside.

After getting off the car, the assistant led Jiang Shaoming and Li Yichen into the cold storage. They walked to a wall and pushed it open. It was a hidden door. Inside was the elevator lobby.

The assistant faced the screen above, first scanning his face, then his fingerprint, then removing his glasses to verify his iris. Only after everything was correct did the elevator doors open, and after slowly descending, the control panel indicated that it had reached the ninth floor below ground level.

This entire floor is so large that you can't even tell its size from a glance at the entrance. The assistant explained that this floor belongs to the research institute run by Dong Guanliang's team, and no one outside the department is allowed in.

He led them to Dong Guanliang's office and sat them down. He poured two cups of tea on the table, asked them to wait for a moment, and then left.

Dong Guanliang was in a meeting with scientific researchers in the conference room and had no time now, and Li Yichen couldn't wait, so he came directly to the institute to find him.

The office was small and sparsely furnished. The desk took up only one-third of the space. Two computers were turned on on the desks, but Jiang Shaoming and Li Yichen approached without even glancing.

An entire wall was covered with various paper data, pinned to the wall with thumbtacks. Two rolling whiteboards, about 1.5 meters wide and on wheels, were placed side by side in the corner. Ballistic trajectories were drawn on them, surrounded by densely packed data.

I was so anxious to crack the code and contact Grandpa that I didn't think twice. Now, seeing this data filling the room, I want to find sunglasses or an eye mask. Even leaking a small set of data could cause the entire experiment to fail. I really regret coming in. It's killing me.

Jiang Shaoming next to him felt the same way. Later, he simply closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest. He hadn't slept all night last night, and he was getting old. Now that he had some time, even if it was just ten minutes of sleep, it would be a relief.