Lin Sanqi continued to pretend that he knew nothing and led the tour group to the assembly workshop.
In one workshop, the US delegation seemed very interested in the production process of the Chinese workers. They smiled, nodded, and gave thumbs up from time to time, as if they were little fans.
Several foreigners deliberately asked their companions to cover them and began to secretly put parts into bags, clothes and bags.
They thought they were doing it secretly, but in fact, in the corner of the factory, several cameras were zooming in on a few Americans who were stealing.
At this time, Peter Welch also whispered to Hank Allen, the director of the China Liaison Office:
"Based on our initial observations, we saw no foreign markings on any of the production lines, let alone Russian. However, it was very strange that there were many 'Southwest Medical Device Factory' logos on the production lines."
Hank Aaron thought for a moment and then shook his head:
"Southwest Medical Equipment Factory? It seems that there is no such factory in our intelligence. This is strange. Or is it that our intelligence work is not done well? It seems that this is our biggest mistake."
The old Americans did not doubt the existence of this factory, because there was an administrative agency called "Southwest Bureau" in those days, which generally referred to the area of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan.
Peter Welch consoled:
"The southwest is too far and too remote, so it's normal that our people can't infiltrate. And you can see that these production lines have reached a fully semi-automated level, which is more advanced than ours in the United States.
Look at that machine again. I don't know what the mechanism is, but it can actually spit out a complete X-ray tube. It's amazing. I wish I could take the machine apart and take a look."
(Lin Sanqi: Do I have to tell you that this is all a fake, that this part was pre-produced and pretended to be spit out of the machine, just to show you foreigners?)
Hank Allen looked at the Chinese workers around him, his eyes rolling around, and he shook his head helplessly, as if dismantling other people's machines under the noses of the Chinese workers was an impossible task.
At this moment, the bell in the workshop suddenly rang.
Just when the Americans were at a loss, a worker shouted, "It's lunch time, everyone go eat, and work will start at 2 pm."
The workers began to stop the production line and walked out of the workshop in twos and threes.
Hank Allen quickly grabbed a passing Chinese escort and asked:
"Sir, we are still visiting. What will we do if you leave? Can you give us more time?"
The staff member said indifferently:
"It's okay. You are our most distinguished guests. You can explore as you please. It's after get off work now, and I don't want to work overtime beyond the eight hours. You can look around as you please. But first, let me make it clear that you can't touch our machines."
Hank Aaron nodded repeatedly. "Don't move, don't move. We're just looking at the appearance and sincerely admire your country's technological progress."
"Yeah, it's more advanced than your country in the United States, right? Haha, then continue your tour."
Seeing the workers and accompanying staff leave, Hank Aaron always felt that something was wrong.
In the past, the Chinese side required Americans to strictly limit their activities to the representative offices. If they wanted to visit any unit or even go shopping, they had to be accompanied by Chinese staff and follow the route arranged by the Chinese side. They were absolutely not allowed to act on their own.
How come this high-tech confidential factory is open to the public today and can be visited freely?
Just as Hank Allen was still wondering if there was any conspiracy involved, Peter Welch interrupted with surprise:
"Hank, this is a good opportunity. While these workers are eating, let's quickly dismantle a machine and take a look."
A middle-aged white man next to him also patted his backpack:
"I've brought a full set of disassembly tools. Let's open the machine's casing and quickly take some photos of the machine's internal structure. It's quick and can be done in 20 minutes."
"I'm also good at dismantling machines. Let's do it now while no one's around."
Americans are very confident. Overconfidence leads to arrogance. They think they are superior to others. So what if they are caught in the act?
Hank Aaron was so excited by everyone's encouragement that he got carried away for a moment:
"Okay, then let's hurry up and dismantle this machine and that one, and restore them to their original state as quickly as possible."
Several American engineers immediately took out toolboxes from their backpacks and began preparing to operate on China's production line.
Meanwhile, in the high-voltage generator workshop, the Russians had also stolen a few spare parts and were trying to put them into their coats.
Just then the doorbell rang and the workers stopped their machines one after another and prepared to go to the cafeteria for lunch.
This made Kolokoltsev very puzzled:
"Strange! Aren't Chinese people always known for working day and night and putting in extra hours? Why are they suddenly taking a lunch break like Americans?"
The secretary next to him quickly explained to the leader:
"Chinese people are very concerned about their reputation. With so many foreigners visiting today, they certainly want to show that they are strictly following the 8-hour work system. After we leave tomorrow, they will resume the 12-hour work system."
Compared to the insidious and cunning Americans, the Russians are even more arrogant. They always regard themselves as the Big Brother. Does the Big Brother have to seek consent from you, the little brother, before doing anything?
Kolokoltsev waved his hand:
"Aren't you curious about their production technology and production lines? What a great opportunity! Take it apart and study it carefully to find out where their technology comes from. It's very important for us to be able to crack their secrets!"
"Yes, Mr. Ambassador!"
Kolokoltsev's rank was deputy ministerial, and he was the leader of all members of the delegation. No one dared to disobey him.
At this time, the delegations from the United States and the Soviet Union had transformed into maintenance workers, trying desperately to steal other people's technology.
Lin Sanqi had secretly received the intelligence, and the Americans and Russians could not help but take action.
So when Lin Sanqi enthusiastically invited the American and Russian delegations to lunch, he saw a pile of spare parts on the ground, and Americans and Soviets holding up cameras, filming the inside of the machine from all angles...
Lin Sanqi opened his mouth wide, his expression filled with confusion, surprise, anger, and rage. The American knew something was wrong just by looking at the face of the Chinese receptionist.
"Gentlemen, I need an explanation from you. We kindly invited you to come and see our latest technology, and you actually want to steal it?"
No matter how thick-skinned Americans are, they know how embarrassing it is to be caught in the act.
Hank Allen swallowed his saliva and quickly smiled:
"Lin, do you believe me when I say this is a misunderstanding? We just saw an interesting toy and wanted to take it apart to see what kind of magical structure is inside. Didn't you say we can explore it freely? So..."
Lin Sanqi was very angry:
"We're letting you tour, not asking you to disassemble our precious machines. Do you know how much manpower and material resources our country spent to build these two machines? We can say that it was the work of the entire nation."
As Lin Sanqi spoke, he walked around furiously among the spare parts on the ground.
At this time, Leader Cheng also walked in quickly from outside the factory and shouted angrily:
"How can you destroy our machines at will?"
All the attention in the United States was immediately drawn to this great Chinese leader.
But no one noticed that Lin Sanqi was holding a small "冂-shaped" rack in his hand and quietly took away several important starting parts.
Hank Aaron scratched his head. "Well, well, we can reinstall it. We promise you that. And we can give you all our film."
The Americans had hidden the real film a long time ago to prevent this from happening.
Leader Cheng's face was sullen, and he said in a deep voice, "We've spent hundreds of millions of dollars developing these production line machines. If you can't install them, we won't give up."
The Americans breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Chinese really didn't dare to do anything to them.
It's just a simple reinstallation. This job is too easy for American engineers and they can do it with their eyes closed. Once the fake film is handed over, today's scandal seems to be over.
The Americans were preparing to install the machine. Lin Sanqi had quietly left Workshop 1 and came to the Russians in Workshop 3 to start his performance again... (End of this chapter)
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