Bab 327: Chapter 222 Military Secrets? (Please Subscribe)

The night was desolate.

Scattered points of light were embroidered into the deep blue canopy of the sky, and looking up, one could still discern the vague outline of the new moon behind the cloud veils.

The evening breeze was gentle, tree shadows gently swayed under the dim yellow streetlights, rustling softly, with the occasional call of a night bird, crisp and lingering, adding a measure of silence.

The location of the National Weapons Research Institute was not in the bustling city.

But now, it was brightly lit.

The Statistics Office, within the main control room.

Sun Cheng's body trembled, his gaze tightly captivated by the blueprint on the electronic screen, as if an invisible force prevented him from tearing his eyes away.

To the side.

The staff member who had previously been in contact with Lin Chuan saw Sun Cheng with glasses on, staring motionless at the blueprint for nearly ten minutes, as if under a spell.

"Director, director..."