Ouyang Jian nodded and said, "Yes."

Evan had no doubts and asked, "What are your instructions, sir?"

Ouyang Jian: "Destroy all viruses in the research institute, and destroy everything else in a centralized location. Back up and transfer important data. That place is no longer safe, and later..."

Upon hearing this, Evan's face immediately turned cold. "Impossible! Those are the results of our decades of research, and they're already in clinical trials. We can't just give up like this!"

Ouyang Jian said, "Dr. Evan, it's no use telling me this. This is His order, and I'm just following orders."

Evan's face was terribly gloomy. He knew very well that Ouyang Jian was telling the truth, and he was just a messenger.

He was unwilling to give up the latest virus that he had spent most of his life researching and was about to succeed!

He's over sixty now, and he doesn't have another twenty years to start over.

Even if his students have it, he might not be able to see it with his own eyes.

Seeing Evan's expression, Ouyang Jian could roughly guess what he was thinking.

He's a medical fanatic, just as his name suggests. He cherishes his research findings more than his own children, so giving up on them would only double his suffering.

But what can be done about this situation?

That person had to do this to silence everyone; otherwise, none of it mattered to him.

How much of a ripple can a fallen leader cause? And even if he wanted to continue supporting research, how much funding would he have? There are countless other practical problems as well.

Ouyang Jian said, "Sir, there's nothing we can do. Now that everyone knows about this, if he can't give a reasonable explanation, what's the use of continuing the research, let alone completing it? He can't even protect himself, so what's the point of having all this?"

Evan said somberly, “I can relocate, move the research institute away from here, and reinvest in research in a country that has friendly relations with our country.”

Ouyang Jian said, "Others aren't stupid. Once the place is empty, won't they figure it out?"

That person did consider this method, but the risk was too high, and he couldn't take the risk.

Evan's face grew increasingly grim. He knew the terrifying nature of this research, which was why he was using it as a front for something else.

The saying "the darkest place is under the lamp" perfectly illustrates this point.

Ouyang Jian thought for a moment and said, "If you really want to leave, it's not impossible."

A glint of light appeared in Evan's eyes, and he asked, "What method do you have?"

"But you have to bear all the risks yourself. You have to understand that this is your own idea and has nothing to do with anyone else, including me and that person."

Evan, impatient with this nonsense, said, "Okay, okay, I'll take full responsibility. Tell me quickly, what's your plan?"

He doesn't care who is responsible.

He only cares about whether he can preserve the results of his more than 20 years of research.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Jian revealed what Ackerman had secretly told him at the end.

"That person said he could find a way for you and your research results to leave, but if you are caught, you can only admit that you did all of this by yourself and that it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Evan: "Okay, I agree. I'll have the people at the research institute prepare as soon as you're ready to leave."

He didn't care about anything else as long as he could leave.

Ouyang Jian breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. It was indeed because he knew Evan well enough that he was able to complete the task so quickly.

Ouyang Jian said calmly, "It will take a few days. You can start preparing now. I'll contact you again once everything is ready."

Not long after, Ouyang Jian left the villa.

Reporters who had gathered near the entrance all managed to take photos of Evan seeing Ouyang Jian off.

One of the reporters muttered, "It's a pity we don't know what they were talking about inside, otherwise it would definitely be a breaking news story."

Another reporter said, "Who says otherwise? If you can get firsthand information, you'll be incredibly powerful."

"Yes, it would be great if someone could record their conversation. I'm not being nosy, I just really want to know if this has anything to do with that person!"

"Who isn't?"

Just then, everyone's phones rang at the same time.

Having learned from the previous experience, everyone quickly pulled out their phones to check. They were first stunned, then all turned to look at the person who had said they were recording, saying, "Is your mouth blessed? It's so accurate!"

The man stared blankly at the audio recording on his phone.

He was really just saying it casually.

How could such a good thing really exist?

Who is so capable that they have the foresight to prepare everything in advance?

Then, everyone immediately distributed the items to various leaders.

...

Seaside villa.

"Master, the audio recording has been sent to major news media outlets."

"Well, now we just sit back and wait for them to help us defeat them. We just need to step in at the last minute."

Jiang Xuanjin looked out the window without saying a word.

...

When Ouyang Jian returned to Ackerman's villa, just as he was about to claim credit and reward, he saw that Ackerman's face was even more horribly gloomy than before.

Some people, including Ouyang Jian, were puzzled and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Ackerman snapped, "I called you so many times, and you didn't answer a single one?"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Jian realized what was happening, took out his phone and pressed a few buttons, then looked at Ackerman and said, "My phone is dead."

He doesn't use his phone much, and usually just lets it turn off, but he never expected it to turn off this time.

Thinking of Ackerman's attitude, Ouyang Jian tentatively asked, "Has something happened?"

Otherwise, adults can change their expressions faster than turning the pages of a book.

Suddenly, thinking about what had happened before, he had a vague sense of unease.

Ackerman, with a cold expression, gestured to his secretary to hand him the iPad.

Now that everyone online knows about this, he no longer needs to hide it from his secretary.

Ouyang Jian took it and then began to browse through it.

He saw a news article with a picture he had just taken when he met with Evan, and the audio he listened to was his conversation with Evan.

Before he could finish listening, Ackerman angrily threw his teacup at him and said, "You're a fucking piece of trash! You're good for nothing and good for nothing."

Didn't I tell you? Be careful of being followed when you go. I already told you, this place is completely monitored, and you were even followed, photographed, and even had audio recorded. Are you an idiot?

Ouyang Jian was beaten until his forehead bled, but he didn't dare to utter a sound. This was indeed his mistake.

When he first left, he was careful to see if anyone was following him, and he even deliberately took a detour before setting off.