on the service station.

Hank holds a bottle of orange juice and eyes like an eagle staring at its prey.

The bus of the Norwegian Academy of Sciences whizzed by, and he glanced at his watch, and it was already eleven sixteen.

Gollum! Drinking the orange juice in one gulp, he turned to Freddy in the car and said:

"Give up."

Freddy opened a window on his laptop, entered a password, and changed the parameters.

"Alright."

"We're going back to Oslo." With that, Hank opened the door of the pickup truck and drove towards the highway exit without any delay.

……

On the bus.

"Huang, I'm very sorry, we may be missing our flight, and I'm applying to the airport for a change." Mark said apologetically.

"My friend, it's not your fault, maybe it's fate." Huang Mingzhe smiled and spread his hands.

"Haha, I'll change the ticket first."

"Then I'm bothering you."

"You're welcome." Mark was busy changing his ticket to Wong.

And Huang Mingzhe glanced at his mobile phone, and Zhang Shihe nodded slightly to him, indicating that their ticket had been changed.

At 11:57, the bus slowly stopped outside Oslo Capital Airport.

After waving goodbye to Mark, Wen Na and two security personnel boarded an Airbus airliner and flew straight to Pengcheng, Lingnan.

At 12:50 p.m., Huang Mingzhe and Zhang Shihe took another Airbus passenger plane to Stockholm, the capital of Sweden.

Since Norway and Sweden are neighboring countries, the plane soon arrived at the airport in Stockholm.

The western coast of the Baltic Sea and the glaciers of the Scandinavian Mountains give the country a very tortuous coastline and lakes that look like blue gems.

Due to the higher latitudes and the poor blocking of the mountains, the temperature in Stockholm is slightly cooler than in Oslo.

Huang Mingzhe, Zhang Shihe and the three of them were all wearing exactly the same coats, hats, sunglasses, and the size of the body was almost the same, and it was difficult to see who was who from a distance.

After contacting the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, they sent someone to greet Huang Mingzhe.

The Crafoord Prize was awarded on the 18th, the day after tomorrow at the Royal Academy of Sciences in Stockholm, the capital of Sweden.

The same is a bus.

Before they knew it, they were followed by a Beetle, looking like they were about to leave.

And Huang Mingzhe, who was playing with his mobile phone, already knew that those hyenas were following up again.

After checking into a hotel.

In his room, sure enough, there was a pinhole camera, and ordinary people were definitely uncomfortable at this time, but Huang Mingzhe still didn't change his face.

Take a bath when it's time to bathe, eat when it's time to eat, and sleep when it's time to sleep.

The personnel in charge of monitoring did not find Huang Mingzhe's abnormality, and everything thought that the previous failures were caused by accidents.

The next day, accompanied by Swedish officials, Huang Mingzhe visited the scenic spots of Stockholm, and everything was so normal and calm.

But the bitter north wind roared day and night.

……

September 18th.

The Royal Academy of Sciences of Sweden, King Carl XVI Gustaf of Sweden, presented a gold medal to Huang Mingzhe along with a certificate and prize money.

"Mr. Huang, congratulations!"

"It is an honour to thank the Cafford Award for recognition."

Business always needs to say something, and after a conversation with Carl XVI Gustaf, Huang was invited to give a talk.

Standing on the podium, Huang Mingzhe smiled and talked eloquently, this time the speech was a more formal mathematical topic.

In the hall, most of the guests didn't actually understand mathematics, but they still pretended to listen with relish.

“…… The above is a little bit of my thoughts, in the future, maybe I will follow in the footsteps of my predecessor Mr. Chen Jingrun and attack the Goldbach conjecture. This concludes my remarks, thank you. ”

Bang Bang Bang ...... After applause.

A symphony sounded, and Huang Mingzhe was surrounded by a group of guests.

Suddenly, a short and fat middle-aged white man approached with a smile: "Mr. Huang, I'm Buck Guri, and I'm very honored to meet you." ”

"Hello, Mr. Barker."

"Mr. Huang, if you are interested in teaching at Cambridge University, you are welcome in Britain." Buck Guri said, staring at Huang Mingzhe.

"Oh? Mr. Barker's British?"

"I'm the British ambassador, what do you think of the proposal just now?"

"I'm very sorry, but I have no plans to immigrate for the time being."

"Don't think about it again?" Buck Guri reminded with a deep meaning.

"If I have this plan in the future, I will consider your country." Huang Mingzhe plays Tai Chi.

"That's a shame."

Buck Guri is still smiling on the surface, but Huang Mingzhe knows his emotions well.

After the award ceremony, Huang Mingzhe directly bid farewell to King Carl XVI Gustaf of Sweden and the Royal Academy of Sciences.

Then he prepared to take a flight back to China non-stop, and he had booked the ticket last night, which was a flight at six o'clock this evening.

However, this flight is not directly to China, but to West Asia Qatar International Airport first.

The bus of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences sent Huang Mingzhe and the three of them to the airport in a hurry, and it was already about half past five in the evening.

Inside the departure lounge.

He casually played with his phone, looked at the time of scrolling the monitor, and then glanced out of the airport with the corners of his mouth raised.

When the button is pressed, the character in the game is shot in the head.

……

Meanwhile.

Not far from the airport, on a remote road, a Beetle was parked on the side of the road.

The young woman in the car was staring at her laptop, while a bald middle-aged white man leaned against the outside of the car, with a portable astronomical telescope set up next to it.

It's as if an astronomy enthusiast is observing the starry sky and the aurora, but tonight is not only cold and windy, but also covered by dark clouds.

Two blinding lights approached quickly from afar.

The bald man glanced sideways, it was a tanker truck transporting aviation kerosene to the airport, he didn't care about anything, but many things are often not unsatisfactory.

The tanker driver noticed the Beetle on the side of the road more than 30 meters away, but he didn't care about it either, after all, the road was 80 meters wide.

But soon he realizes that something is wrong, and the tanker truck is speeding towards the Beetle.

"Damn it!"

The driver pulled the steering wheel hard in anger, and his feet kept braking.

But the tanker truck sprinted frantically towards the Beetle like a Spanish bullfight with mad cow disease.

When a bald person notices that something is wrong......

Touch! A violent thud sounded, angled and unbiased, like an ingenious mathematical formula, allowing the Beetle to be stuck directly onto the steel railing.

The entire Beetle has been badly deformed, and the tanker truck is flipped on its side, and the jet fuel in the tank is leaking out.

The bald man, who was stuck between the beetle and the guardrail, endured the pain and took out his mobile phone with difficulty to prepare for the police.

As for the young woman in the Beetle, her life and death are unknown at this time.

"Toot toot...... Hello, this is ......"

The bald man hasn't had time to speak yet.

Rumble! The aviation kerosene tank suddenly exploded, and the scene was suddenly ablaze and smoke, while the bald head and the beetle were instantly engulfed in flames.