When Zhou Qingfeng got up, Mr. Hashimoto had already gone out, and it was said that he was looking for someone to repair the door of the shop. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since last night, he saw the 'Lin Sang' who ran out inexplicably, playing with the Yakuza of the Xintian Group like a chick, this middle-aged uncle finally slept peacefully, and he didn't even know that his daughter was harmed in the middle of the night. He got up early the next morning with great energy.

And Kyoko, who is the hostess, has not slept all night, and women are always more thoughtful. Not only did she hear the sound from the guest room at night, but she also understood that her daughter was only afraid that she was going to follow this man from Chinese mainland.

Japanese women are 16 years old, and it's all too common for high school students to get married. Kyoko only thinks that Zhou Qingfeng is the boyfriend that her daughter met when she went to China last time, and this time she can resolve the family crisis, at least she can see that this man is strong enough, which is very gratifying. In order to express her gratitude and gratitude, she got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for Zhou Qingfeng.

The Japanese breakfast is a tray of more than a dozen bowls, looking at the number of things and exquisite, but in Zhou Qingfeng's opinion, the things in each bowl are not enough to feed the cat. The staple food is rice, a bowl of miso soup, a plate of tofu, a piece of egg, and a small piece of fish, which is relatively light.

"Thank you, you're welcome." When Gongzi was ready for breakfast, Zhou Qingfeng was almost hungry, so he started eating immediately when he picked up his chopsticks. And when he eats, others probably only have to watch, which makes people stunned every minute.

"Lin Sang, haven't you ever had enough to eat?" Rika squinted her eyes to show her disdain, she was about to snort when she had the opportunity. Hashimoto Nai could only snicker when he sat on the side, and Kyoko was already busy serving food to Zhou Qingfeng.

Kyoko originally thought that young people could eat it, and deliberately added an extra handful of rice, but she didn't expect the young man in front of her to be so able to eat. The rice in the rice cooker bottomed out in a few clicks, and everyone else hadn't moved their chopsticks yet. Zhou Qingfeng praised after eating, "The tofu tastes good, the pickled cucumber is particularly refreshing, and the rice is particularly strong, I like it very much." ”

After eating and drinking, Zhou Qingfeng said that he would go out alone if he had something, and Rika, a jack of all trades, took Nai Hashimoto to find a professional who could do video post-production. And Kyoko looked at the dishes and dishes swept by the wind and clouds, and actually had a long-lost happiness, at least it shows that some people love to eat the things they make!

Don't mention others, just talk about Zhou Qingfeng.

He received an email from Professor Alonzo yesterday and still wanted to meet him alone. However, the email specifically reminded that due to the special research direction of the professor, I am afraid that some uninvited people will monitor it.

The Americans' technological blockade of China has a long history, a tradition that has continued since World War II to the present, such as the famous 'Batumi Agreement' and the 'Cox Report' that once caused a lot of uproar.

Although the professor's email was more vague, the meaning was very clear, if there was danger, he would not show up, to put it bluntly, let Zhou Qingfeng watch it.

"I knew it wasn't going to be that easy." Zhou Qingfeng still wore a baseball cap and sunglasses, and called a taxi to the University of Tokyo with a shoulder bag. He had already replied in the email: he would meet with the professor when appropriate.

For example, in order to give students of the Faculty of Medicine the opportunity to meet the world's top scholars, a large venue was set up to allow them to observe and ask questions on the spot.

Due to the openness of the University of Tokyo, Zhou Qingfeng entered the orderly venue without revealing any identity and sat with more than 1,000 people. There were many reporters and cameras in the venue, and scholars and organizers took the stage to speak in turn.

Soon, the white-haired Steve. Professor Alonzo was invited to the stage. It was a tall, thin white man with an old-fashioned and serious face. The industry has a mixed reputation for him, but it is generally accepted that he is a very difficult person to deal with.

But if you want to say who Zhou Qingfeng knows best about biology, it is Steve. Professor Alonzo is undoubted. His armband computer comes from the relic of the professor, and the computer contains all the manuscripts of the professor's life, and even a lot of information about him.

Judging by the many improvised private video and audio files, Professor Alonzo is an eccentric, lonely, paranoid, but extremely talented man. But decades of research have not been successful, and he has experienced all kinds of dejected and humiliating lives, and he is more of a pain in his heart.

According to the records in the armband, Professor Alonzo is now in a terrible predicament. The DuPont consortium invested hundreds of millions of dollars and waited for years to no avail, which made them very impatient, and repeatedly interfered to disrupt the professor's research, which also made the professor extremely annoyed and angry.

And now Zhou Qingfeng has arrived with more than ten years of information, which is equivalent to providing Professor Alonzo with more than ten years of time, and also giving him a chance to make corrections, hoping that this can change the fate of this professor.

The professor was giving a speech on the stage, and Zhou Qingfeng's eyes followed the path of the professor to the stage, and he saw at least three stout white men in suits and headsets with vigilant faces. At first glance, these powerful guys didn't come to attend the seminar, and their identities were about to be revealed.

Zhou Qingfeng sat at the venue for a while, and coldly saw a reporter walking by him, and took off his badge. He looked at the name on it, "Shinzo Takagi, NHK." ”

Wearing the stolen badge, Zhou Qingfeng walked steadily to the sign-in desk of the venue. He bowed slightly to the staff here and asked, "Excuse me, I'm Takagi from NHK, can you know the itinerary of the important people in this seminar?" ”

The Japanese did a really good job in terms of ordinary politeness, enthusiasm and meticulousness, and Zhou Qingfeng asked a few more words to get extremely detailed information, such as Steve. The residence of Professor Alonzo and the number and identity of his entourage.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately searched the Internet for the names and information of these entourage, and some assistants such as doctors and masters could easily find it, and the information of the four people was similar.

"That's the four guys." Zhou Qingfeng returned to the venue again, ran to the side of the front desk of the venue as an NHK reporter, raised the camera in his hand and began to take pictures. Professor Alonzo sat in the front row, while the four inseparable guys around him were framed.

"How do you get in touch with Professor Alonzo directly?" Zhou Qingfeng began to meditate. This kind of international academic seminar does not last too long, usually only two or three days. In two or three days, Professor Alonzo will fly back to the United States, and he will have to get it done in two or three days.

It is definitely not okay to make rash contacts, this is not China, Professor Alonzo is not Xu Guoqiang, you have to learn to be careful in other people's territory. Zhou Qingfeng silently left the venue, and went to the hotel where the professor stayed to step on the plate.

The management in the hotel is much stricter than at the university, but it is easier to get in. Zhou Qingfeng aimed at a man who looked similar to him, and after stealing the other party's identity documents, he directly opened a room in the hotel, and it was next door to the professor's bedroom.

So that night, Zhou Qingfeng appeared on the balcony of the professor's bedroom. (To be continued.) )