Ling Yue heard the voice of Number Seven, thought about it, and felt that it made sense. The place looked heavily guarded and difficult to enter, and she couldn't come and disturb them every day.
"Okay, then I'll quickly turn it over, and you pay attention to copying."
As she spoke, Ling Yue casually picked up a book and flipped through it in no more than three minutes.
Only four hours had passed by the time all the books in the small study were copied.
But these four hours made Qian Zilin collapse.
The information corrected by Ling Yue is very good. According to Ling Yue's reasoning, it can even solve the problem of the atomic bomb that he is currently researching.
But he just couldn't find anyone. He looked up to ask Ling Yue, but he was the only one in the room. The other two had disappeared long ago.
"Comrade, have you seen a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old with pigtails?"
After asking several people, there was no news at all. It was really because Qian Zilin didn't pay attention to Ling Yue's clothes, but the way he described it was really everywhere on the street.
After searching for half an hour, I couldn't help myself and asked, "Is Comrade Xiangzhong still in the Forbidden City?"
This time I got a satisfactory reply: "Yes, Comrade Xiangzhong is in a meeting now, please wait a moment."
Qian Zilin could only wait at the door of the conference room. It was inconvenient to stand, so he squatted. When Zhou Xiangzhong came out, he saw Qian Zilin squatting on the ground, holding a document in one hand and gesturing on the ground with the other hand.
After greeting the people around him, he walked up to Qian Zilin and asked, "Comrade Zilin, why are you squatting here?"
Qian Zilin looked up, smiling broadly, and said, "Comrade Xiangzhong, where is Lingyue? I have something urgent to talk to her about."
Xiangzhong was stunned and looked at the document in Qian Zilin's hand. Needless to say, it was definitely for this.
"In the small study, come with me."
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