At this moment, in the conference room of the Longguo Meteorological Research Institute, there was silence.

Academician Zhu Kezhen's exclamation is also a question for everyone.

Everyone who was able to attend this meeting was a genius in the industry.

Every research they have done is enough to influence the formulation of future national policies.

But that's it, at this moment, they are full of admiration and awe for the mysterious existence of the special office from the bottom of their hearts.

A figure that has never been seen in academia.

A little-known name.

surpassed all experts and successfully stated the future trend of the earth's climate, and based on this, accurately predicted that the earth will soon enter a new round of great ice age.

This had to shock a group of experts.

All the shocked eyes looked at Zhu Kezhen.

At that moment, it was as if they had forgotten who they were and the topic of this meeting.

Everyone's thinking is focused on one point.

That is: who is this mysterious existence that predicts the earth's climate?

After a long silence, a middle-aged man in his forties finally stood up.

He pushed the black-rimmed glasses in his ear and asked slowly, "Teacher, I want to know, what is the origin of the person who predicted everything?" ”

This is also a question that everyone wants to know.

The old academician glanced at the middle-aged man meaningfully.

This person is the most proud student in his life, and he is also his beloved son-in-law.

In normal times, he will definitely tell you.

This is also the reason why he is the only one who dares to ask.

But this time, it was an exception.

The old academician Zhu Kezhen glanced at his beloved son-in-law coldly.

That gaze was full of warning.

"Hang Wenzhi, this is not a question you should ask!"

"Don't ask now, and don't mention it in the future!"

"This person's identity is not something that a person of your level can know!"

The wording in his eyes and the cold tone made the glasses man Hang Wenzhi's eyes tremble.

Since becoming a student of Zhu Lao, this academically rigorous old man has never used such a harsh tone against him.

Everyone present couldn't help but be stunned.

Hang Wenzhi smuttered for a moment, and wanted to say something.

But when he looked at the awe-inspiring gaze of the old academician, his heart trembled suddenly, and he didn't dare to speak.

The room fell silent again.

The old academician was silent, his gaze slowly drooping.

At that moment, his expression was cold, and on the surface he didn't seem to be alarmed.

But no one knew that until this moment, his heart was still rolling like a stormy wave.

And all of this stems from the thrilling scene last night.

Although the old academician Zhu Kezhen is almost old, his deep curiosity is not inferior to that of young people.

Special for that mysterious being!

The person who can predict the direction of the earth's climate and predict the great ice age also makes him curious.

So he used his identity as a special adviser to the National Court to log on to the intranet to find out the identity of that person.

But to his surprise, there was no such person on the intranet.

What's even more shocking is that just after he typed in the words "director of the special office", the network IP was locked.

Just fifteen minutes later, the first batch of armed police special forces had violently broken down the door and stormed into his room.

A platoon of heavily armed special forces officers searched every corner of his house.

During this process, several automatic rifles remained two meters away from him.

It wasn't until half an hour later, after confirming his true identity and true intentions, that the muzzle of the black hole removed from his face.

It wasn't until the rifle's insurance was turned off that the old academician suddenly realized that he had been on the verge of life and death just now.

Thankfully, he kept his composure.

Otherwise, if there was an impulsive action just now, I am afraid that I would have become a ghost under the gun at this moment.

Although the old professor is old, his thinking is not lagging behind.

Soon he realized that he must have checked something he shouldn't have checked.

And this night, he only checked one thing, and that was the director of the special office.

At the thought of this, cold sweat trickled.

The night's thrill didn't end there.

The special combat team stayed at the old academician's house until dawn.

It wasn't until a confirmed call came from the intercom of the special operations captain that they quietly retreated at dawn, under the cover of night.

From the beginning to the end, no one told him what was going on.

It's just that when the special operations team retreated, the team leader quietly told him: never go to investigate the people of the special operations department, especially the mysterious director. Don't even mention it to anyone, otherwise, the next time you come to the door will not be the special combat team!

It was not until eight o'clock in the morning that the old academician hurried to the venue of the research institute.

Until now, the shocking situation still echoed in his mind.