"Let's wait a while and then connect to the network," Zhao Kang said to the delegation residency area of the Houston Research Institute, first using Yuan Fang's customized professional equipment to connect to the network here, and then immediately notified the other companions.

"There's a high chance that the network will be monitored, so install a security program before connecting to the network for everyone." Zhao Kang said as he opened his military laptop and began to tap on the keyboard.

"Where's the program?" Pang Zhike asked.

"I'll write now, give me five minutes," Zhao Kang didn't raise his head, his fingers already writing code at a dizzying speed.

Although the production cost is very high, its basic performance includes high and low temperature resistance, drop resistance, waterproof, dustproof and anti-electromagnetic interference. In addition to these basic performances, the power consumption and reliability are very good, and the machine has special interfaces for military equipment, multiple redundant hard disks and special black boxes.

With Zhao Kang's reminder, two more people in the delegation stood up and began to check whether there were cameras and other monitoring equipment hidden in the station, these two people were also from the National Security Bureau, and they were subordinates brought over by Zhang Wenzhuo.

After a while, Zhao Kang finished writing this program, and he used a USB flash drive to copy this program to other people's devices that need to access the Internet, and helped them install them one by one.

"If it's installed, don't you leave it alone?" A member of the delegation asked.

"Yes, if the program detects that someone is spying on your computer, it will automatically mask the programs that are running on your computer and the data read and written on the hard drive, and instead play a movie to the person monitoring your computer." Zhao Kang smiled, quite proud of his little trick.

"What movie?" The people around asked curiously.

"The Great Cause of the Founding of the People's Republic of China."

"Really," said some of the members of the delegation, who were already connected to the Internet, and they tested each other and found that when they peeked into the computers of other companions, they saw the movie "The Great Cause of the Founding of the People's Republic."

"Awesome!"

"Is that foolproof?" Zhang Wenzhuo asked, and Pang Zhike's gaze also looked over.

"Usually there won't be any situation, but if the other party is a very powerful guy, then I need to come out," Zhao Kang thought for a moment, and then showed a confident look on his face, "I will always sit here, if someone can bypass the program I wrote, then I will also receive a prompt here, in this case, I will meet them for a while." ”

"Okay," Pang Zhike nodded, relieved of the problem of network security. He knew that this young man was from the state's secret department "Yan Group", and he was previously the trump card force of the Cyber Security Protection Bureau under the General Office of the Central Committee.

"Why did Professor Ai only send you over," Zhang Wenzhuo said with some pity.

"Because apart from Uncle Ai, we only have one companion left in Chongming," Zhao Kang spread his hands, "I don't know when we can add some new people in the department, this disaster has greatly damaged the vitality of the 'Yan Group'." ”

"Lao Zhang, when you go back, you will report to the Central Committee that the issue of supplementing personnel mentioned by Comrade Xiao Zhao seems to be imminent," Pang Zhike turned his head and discussed with Zhang Wenzhuo.

"Okay, it's over here, the problem of the 'Yan Group' is the next one," Zhang Wenzhuo readily agreed.

"It's late today, so let's go to the restaurant for dinner and see how the chefs here cook Chinese food," Pang Zhike said to the other members of the delegation, "After dinner, you should not move around, and if you need to leave the residence under special circumstances, you should come to me in advance to report." ”

When you come to the dining hall of the research institute, the first impression of this place is that it is luxurious, and it is very clean and tidy, and people do not feel the apocalyptic atmosphere outside at all when they stay inside. The restaurant is very large, and there is heating in the winter.

"The people of the United States are so extravagant," Zhao Kang said to Meng Jie and Liu Jiajun, "Look, there is a café over there, damn, the one against the wall is still a floor-to-ceiling window." ”

"Isn't it a bit like your stronghold in the Liuyin Hotel by the West Lake in Bianzhou?" Liu Jiajun asked.

"Damn, I forgot if you didn't mention it, I almost died in your hands there." Zhao Kang glanced at his lips and rolled his eyes at Liu Jiajun.

"Damn, I was stabbed a few times by him at the beginning," Meng Jie said deliberately exaggeratedly, rubbing the place where Liu Jiajun was stabbed on Yang Gongdi, it seemed that there was still a faint pain.

"You two ......," Liu Jiajun was a little speechless, "how about a hot cup of coffee and some pastries?" ”

"Okay," Zhao Kang nodded, he was indeed a little hungry, and he would definitely have to work overtime tonight, so he was planning to drink coffee to refresh himself.

"It seems that I can't go with it, so let's obey the majority of the minority," Meng Jie was not very interested in coffee, and he was thinking about the beer placed somewhere in the restaurant. However, seeing that Liu Jiajun and Zhao Kang had the same opinion, and he was not very familiar with others, he had to choose to go over together.

In the corner of the café near the floor-to-ceiling window, Martin and Rick sat across from each other, both of whom had been busy until now, taking time to grab a bite to eat. Outside the window, night has fallen, not far away is the wide buffalo river, the sky is full of stars, and the starlight is exceptionally bright in the sky without light pollution.

"Is it the delegation of China?" Martin saw the three east-faced men walking towards the café and said to Rick.

"Oh? So fast? "Rick has received the news that the Chinese delegation will be arriving in Houston today, and now when he sees these compatriots from his hometown, he unconsciously feels a little homesick." The last time I went to Huaguo, my daughter seemed to have grown so tall. ”

Rick smiled and gestured his hand to his side to see his daughter's height at the time.

"Why don't you bring your wife and daughter to the United States?" Martin asked.

"My wife and I have a bit of a conflict," Rick explained to Martin after a moment's thought, "and my wife is so particular about the homeland, so she insists on staying there with her children." She always wanted me to go back, but you know, I couldn't go back at all. ”

Martin nodded, sympathetic to Rick's separation from his family.

"They say daughters are like fathers, Rick, and your daughter must be cute," Martin shifted the subject to the lighthearted side, "What's her name?" ”

"Cai Ji, a single name and an auspicious word, is taken from the meaning of auspicious wishes." Rick said, his mind full of his daughter's shadow.

Martin looked at Rick's deep affection because he missed his daughter, and felt a little envious in his heart, she had never experienced love or marriage in her previous thirty years, and now after untying the shackles in her heart, this intellectual beauty who had been immersed in the sea of academia suddenly longed to have a complete family.

The three Chinese men sitting at the table next to him greeted Martin with a smile, and Martin and Rick responded to them.

"If you don't mind, can you share a table?" Liu Jiajun saw that there was also an Oriental face among the other two, and he was suddenly curious, so he wanted to know about them.

"What do you mean by sharing a table?" Martin asked.

"They're sitting with us," Rick smiled, "and you can interpret it as making friends with us." ”

"Oh, of course." Martin happily agreed.

"Let's sit down and talk to them," Liu Jiajun motioned to Zhao Kang and Meng Jie, and the three of them moved their chairs to Rick and Martin's table.

"The three of you are members of the Chinese delegation," Rick asked first, he stretched out his hand to Liu Jiajun and shook hands with each of them, "We are the staff here." ”

"It's not easy to see the faces of compatriots on the other side of the ocean," Meng Jie smiled.

On the other side, Zhang Dada took Chen Bin and others around the restaurant, and these brothers from the detention center finally fell in love with the Chinese food mentioned by Jason at the earliest. Chen Bin and the four of them came to the open window of the Chinese food to line up, and there were already more than a dozen companions of the delegation in front of them.

Everyone waited in line and exchanged ideas from time to time, and a few more people came to the back of the line.

Standing at the end of the line were the three girls from the original flight attendant group, who learned that the window of Chinese food was open in the cafeteria of the institute today, and they came over to taste it.

"Are you from the Chinese delegation?" Mason asked politely to Chen Bin and the others.

Chen Bin majored in art at university, and his English was relatively watery, and he knew nothing about Mason's words.

"What did he say?" Wei Qiming asked Zhang Dada and Qiao Xingyu.

"She asked if we were from the Chinese delegation," Qiao Xingyu quietly translated Mason's words to Chen Bin and Wei Qiming.

"Yes, ladies, hello," Zhang Dada said hello to the beauties of the former flight attendant group.

"Thanks to you, we're finally able to eat Chinese food here today," Mason smiled, "I'd love to taste these delicacies soon." ”

"Their taste won't disappoint you," Zhang Dada had observed the dishes in the window before, and from the two points of color and aroma, he felt that the craftsmanship of the master inside should be okay, although it was far from the old domestic restaurants, but for those who tasted Chinese food for the first time, the unique taste would definitely grab their taste buds.

The people in front of the queue left the line one by one with the meals they ordered, and when it was Zhang Dada's turn, the chef in charge of cooking in the window said to him, "The last one, your luck is good." ”

"Ah, is there no more?" Mason, who was lined up behind Zhang Dada, asked, and Christine and Sigourney also had disappointed looks on their faces.

"That's it, I'll give it to you, we used to eat Chinese food, and today it's okay to change to another taste," Zhang Dada said and left the line in front of the window, giving up his place to Mason behind him.

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