Things quickly alarmed the school leaders.

"Bring out the monitoring." The director of the Biology Department reluctantly suppressed his anger and shouted.

Zhu Zhengqing was personally invited back by him from Harvard. Now that the scientific research results have been stolen, it will not be Zhu Zhengqing's own thief calling to catch the thief, so the problem can only be caused by the school.

All the laboratories of Jingcheng University are equipped with intelligent video surveillance. The surveillance video is not displayed to the outside world, but is stored in a special computer. Only the person in charge of the laboratory can retrieve it with a password.

Hearing this, the director of the monitoring room, who just came over, changed dramatically: "Director Tang, you forgot, the school's network system suffered a hacker attack a few days ago, and our monitoring room was the first to fall, because the download protection mechanism was triggered. Almost all surveillance footage was automatically destroyed."

Worse yet, but that's it.

The head of the biology department looked ashen: "Can it be recovered?"

The director of the monitoring room shook his head with a wry smile: "If he could recover, he would have recovered long ago."

The atmosphere instantly quieted down.

The only way to get back the research results is to resort to the law.

Although they have experimental records in their hands, this can only prove that they have done this experiment. It is also because the experimental records can be faked, but the surveillance video cannot be faked. Without surveillance video, the other party has 10,000 reasons for sophistry, and can even slander them for fabricating experimental records...

Finally, someone couldn't help it: "How can there be such a coincidence in the world? The front foot was attacked by hackers, and the surveillance video was automatically destroyed, and our research results were stolen from the back foot."

When he spoke, the anger of the entire project team was instantly ignited.

"That's right, how can there be such a coincidence!"

"A dozen of us have tossed around for more than three months for this project, and how much sweat we have paid, it is impossible for us to dig our own corners!"

All of a sudden, everyone agreed.

"Old Zhang is right. Now I can count on making some achievements in this project, and I will be promoted to associate professor next year."

"Me too, my dissertation assignment for this year has not been completed, and this project is my only hope."

...

"That is to say, it is definitely not our project team that has an inner ghost!"

"Then the problem is much simpler. More than two-thirds of the computers in our laboratory are not connected to the Internet, and basically there is no possibility of being stolen by hackers. The door of the laboratory building is closed at night, and you cannot enter and exit. If you want to steal things, you can only During the day, the locks of our laboratory have not been picked up, and almost no one has been broken in the laboratory some time ago, you say, who else can be besides us?"

The one who spoke was a tall and thin man with glasses, who was probably the most calm one among the crowd.

It's just that the spearhead was naked and pointed at Meng Zezhi.

Everyone followed their eyes and looked at it, and then invariably thought of something.

There is no surveillance video, which means that the results of this research are unlikely to be recovered. This is a project with a research fund of more than 10 million yuan. Someone has to come out to take this responsibility.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhengqing frowned and said with absolute certainty, "Professor Meng cannot do such a thing."

"Why is it impossible" The corner of the glasses man's eyes glanced at the silent department head, his heart was settled, he looked indignant: "Professor Zhu, it's not that you don't know..."

Didn't he just want to talk about the old story of his predecessor, Meng Zezhi was tired of it.

"You can't wait to pour dirty water on me?" Meng Zezhi interrupted him.

A stalk in the throat of a man with glasses.

Meng Zezhi's tone was not good, and his eyes swept over the people present: "First, I'm not that stupid." The others are in the laboratory, and if they really want to steal Zhu Zhengqing's experimental results, they need to play like this. How many tricks?

Wouldn't those who doubted him be even more stupid.

Xu Yehua and the others suddenly looked a little unsightly.

"Second," Meng Zezhi looked at Zhu Zhengqing, "your surveillance video is gone, but mine is still there."

Zhu Zhengqing's eyes lit up.

"What?" the man with glasses whispered.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Meng Zezhi turned around and walked to his desk. When he got there, he reached out and touched the potted plant beside the computer, and then pulled out a pinhole camera.

After the surprise, as if thinking of something, Xu Yehua asked solemnly, "I'm more curious, why did Professor Meng install a camera in our laboratory?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly, as if they had caught Meng Zezhi's handle, their expressions were lifted.

"This is something that I have discussed with Professor Zhu for a long time, and I have reported it to the security department. It is something that happened before you entered the laboratory, so it is normal for you not to know." After speaking, Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand and opened it. computer.

In business affairs, Meng Zezhi is also responsible for his research results. Just like Zhu Zhengqing believed in Meng Zezhi, but other people in the project team did not believe him. ——Meng Zezhi can trust Zhu Zhengqing, but he cannot trust other people in the project team.

So installing a private camera is a must.

Xu Yehua looked a little embarrassed.

"The surveillance video is saved in this computer." Meng Zezhi manipulated the mouse to open the E drive, and while entering the password, he asked, "How long is the review period for this journal?"

The so-called review cycle refers to the time from submission to publication of a paper.

Knowing the review period, combined with the completion time of the experiment, you can roughly calculate the time when the experimental data is lost, and then copy the corresponding surveillance video to them after editing.

Thinking about it, Meng Zezhi could not and would not hand over all the surveillance videos. After all, it was inevitable that he was calculating Goldbach's conjecture and developing a special AIDS drug.

Xu Yehua cheered up and thought about it: "Three or four months."

After speaking, she couldn't help frowning.

Their experiment was initiated three months ago, and the results came out half a month ago. It is conceivable that the black hand behind the scenes has a lot of energy to be able to skip the review cycle and publish the paper in a foreign authoritative journal in just half a month.

Meng Zezhi paused: "I see, please wait a while, I will cut out the surveillance video from the last half month and copy it for you."

"Okay." Zhu Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief. He knew what Meng Zezhi was worried about, and turned to look at Xu Yehua and the others with complicated expressions: "Let's go outside and wait."

Two hours later, Meng Zezhi handed the edited video to the director of the monitoring room, and everyone dispersed.

Only Meng Zezhi and Zhu Zhengqing were left in the laboratory.

The two of them thought about what had happened before.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Meng Zezhi took a deep breath, looked at Zhu Zhengqing who was a little overwhelmed, and said, "Sorry..." I haven't thought about whether you can give me some more time.

Hearing these two words, the fiery heat in Zhu Zhengqing's heart was instantly quenched by a basin of cold water coming towards him.

so rejected...

A little uncomfortable.

After being in a trance, he pursed the corners of his lips and slowed his tone: "It should be me saying sorry, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

His mind was a little confused, and he simply said: "Just, that's it, I still have something to do, so I'll go first!"

After speaking, he took two steps back, turned around and walked out, panicked, and almost tripped over the threshold when he went out.

Seeing this scene, Meng Zezhi almost chased after him, but he immediately suppressed the urge in his heart. No way, who made him still have a time bomb buried in his body.

At this time, don't harm people.

Meng Zezhi wiped his old face, cheered up, and went back to the computer, ready to cut out the rest of the surveillance video so that he could use it as evidence for Zhu Zhengqing's appeal.

In the next few days, Meng Zezhi never saw Zhu Zhengqing again.

However, the perpetrator of the theft case was identified, the guy who said that he would be promoted to associate professor in the second half of the year by relying on this project. He raised a mistress outside. The mistress's father was a gambler and owed a lot of usury outside. The creditor chased the mistress, and the mistress asked him again. He received a sum of money from abroad and sold the research results. .

Jingcheng University sent him directly to the police station, and then turned around and sued the assistant professor of Pheasant University in the United States who stole the papers to the International Court.

Because the other party was well prepared, the lawsuit against Jingcheng University was difficult. In the end, it was because he paid a lot of money to bribe an editor of the magazine. He had to testify in court and won the victory.

However, this has nothing to do with Meng Zezhi.

He was ill, whether it was serious or not, just cough, blood in the stool, nausea and dizziness. It's not easy to say that it's not easy, and it's not certain when he will be killed.

Knowing that the HIV virus broke out in his body, Meng Zezhi interrupted his research on Goldbach's conjecture and spent nearly a week sorting out the results of his research into a paper. The 130-page paper was submitted to Annals of Mathematics, an annual journal of mathematics.

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