Chapter 717: Suspicion and Closing the Net

At this time, inside the Song family's villa.

Fu Zhi and his group were accommodated in the guest room of Song Fang's house.

As soon as Fu Zhi returned to the room, he turned on the computer that someone had brought from home.

She did not immediately check who had posted all the sarcastic comments online, after all, the college entrance examination results would be released in about half a month. Instead, she opened the D drive of her ultra-thin notebook and retrieved a document about firearms knowledge.

In just a moment, the host's ocelot wallpaper was replaced by densely packed logical symbols.

The entire text is written in bold Song Dynasty regular script with no spacing symbols between them, and the sheer volume of text makes one's head swell.

Fu Zhi shook the mouse slightly.

The document scrolled down, and characters flew past my eyes.

Unlike the book that Ouyang Feng gave her, which integrated basic knowledge points with personal detailed explanations and annotations, it was obvious that this was an extremely complex firearms theory and design draft written in professional terms. People without a solid foundation would not be able to understand what this document was saying.

This is all Ouyang Zhui's research in his life.

This computer was given to her after she was able to receive advanced knowledge.

She learned a lot of knowledge from the document, but because the difficulty of the complicated knowledge points in the document gradually increased, she did not read the document to the end.

But none of this matters. What matters is——

Fu Zhi called Jiang Ningbei and asked, "Where did you find Ouyang Zhui's research notes?"

Fu Zhi originally thought that this notebook belonged to all the senior members of the Ouyang family. After arriving at the Ouyang family, he found out that this was a notebook that the elders thought had been destroyed. Fu Zhi was quite puzzled as to how it ended up in Jiang Ningbei's hands.

Thousands of meters above the ground, Jiang Ningbei was skydiving. His strong physique faced the howling cold wind. When the air flow calmed down, he shouted in confusion, "What notes? I don't know!"

have no idea?

Fu Zhi frowned slightly, "Didn't you mail me the notebook containing the electronic file six years ago?"

When Fu Zhi received the express package and opened it, Jiang Ningbei's name was written on it.

"Didn't someone above you find it and ask you to mail it to me? Did you forget?"

The parachute carried Jiang Ningbei to the ground slowly. He looked pale. He rubbed his face to recover his composure. Then he checked some documents and looked at them quickly. He said with a serious expression, "You may not know that any academic research that should be mailed to you needs to be specially recorded in the file. It doesn't show that I mailed you a computer."

It's not just Jiang Ningbei, but also his senior executives and even his subordinates, all showed in the bulk database that no one had ever mailed a computer to Fu Zhi.

"All the mails you received have been checked by us to confirm their origins. No one has ever asked me to verify that I mailed you a computer. Did you remember it wrongly?"

"Do you think my memory will be disordered?"

“…”

That wouldn't happen, even if the machine was running at watts, Fu Zhi's brain wouldn't be running at watts.

But Jiang Ningbei just didn't expect that when this group of special personnel were sent to protect Fu Zhi, Fu Zhi would actually receive a computer of unknown origin!

He originally thought that his protection of Fu Zhi was foolproof.

What's the result! Six years had passed before Jiang Ningbei realized that such a thing had actually happened right under his nose!

Which bastard does bad things without leaving his name? !

Jiang Ningbei broke out in cold sweat behind him, and said in a calm tone, "Where are you now? Do you have anyone you suspect? To be honest, if they want to mail you this kind of research information, they can just do it openly. Why do they have to use my name? "

Hearing this, Fu Zhi sighed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and answered irrelevantly: "Your ability makes Dad very disappointed."

Jiang Ningbei choked. It was really not his fault! Their ability to get things done is undoubtedly the best in the army, but their opponents are too cunning!

Well, yes, that's definitely the case!

So Jiang Ningbei flattered him, "Dad, you are my real dad, can you check which batch of computers this is produced from according to the configuration of the computer, and we can follow the clues to find out... Please don't report to the higher-ups that I am not doing my job well, I am still waiting for you to promote me to a higher position and bring honor to my family!"

Fu Zhi raised his eyebrows and drew a clear line, "Based on ability, you and I cannot be considered us."

“…”

Okay.

"Actually," Jiang Ningbei lit up a cigarette and said, "You don't have to be so nervous. It was said before that Ouyang Zhui burned all his research materials before he died. We felt sorry for that. But now that you got this notebook by accident, it's a good thing."

"It's not a coincidence."

Fu Zhi raised his hand and tapped the computer keyboard slowly. His slender fingertips easily disassembled the entire computer's parts in an instant. "I had a feeling a long time ago."

"What?"

"I feel like there is a pair of invisible hands behind me, pushing me little by little in the direction he wants." The quiet moonlight outside the window shone through the clearly cut window frame and left a few traces on Fu Zhi's face.

This one sentence immediately made Jiang Ningbei's scalp explode, as if something was quietly crawling onto his skin from behind, like a maggot on his tarsal bone, making him break out in a cold sweat.

He looked around quickly and vigilantly, but there was no one there.

After a while, he rubbed the back of his hands and yelled, "Fu Zhi! Don't scare me in broad daylight!"

What is Fu Zhi's identity? Who has the ability to plot against her behind her back and make Fu Zhi fall into his trap and move forward?

"Maybe I should go to the Ouyang family to investigate further."

Fu Zhi fiddled with the computer chip. Facing the cold light of the chandelier, he saw a tiny English letter J engraved on the bottom corner of the chip.

"Ultra-nanotechnology. In recent years, the Jiang family has focused on computer software development."

Jiang Ningbei was very happy. "The Jiang family is researching computer software development. Do you suspect that this computer was mailed to you by the Jiang family? That's impossible. If they had such a good thing, they would definitely keep it to negotiate with the Ouyang family!"

"Just a guess." A chip really can't explain anything. In fact, this reminder of J is too superficial, but Fu Zhi does not rule out this possibility.

She said, "I visited Ouyang Ya a few days ago and found a necklace. I think the black liquid in the necklace looks like blood. I mailed it to you. Please check it out."

"good."

Fu Zhi said a few more words and then hung up the phone.

She bought tickets for Zhang Fei and Ouyang's family.

Three days later, Xu Hang arranged a time for her to compete with Ouyang Huannai.

As for Ouyang Ya, it is probably impossible to find out who gave her the design drawings, but now that she already has the necklace, it is time to close the net, retake the Ouyang family, find out the truth, and make Ouyang Ya pay the price for stealing.

(End of this chapter)