Chapter 434
Chapter 434: Chapter 63 Whose Father, Whose Daughter (Part 1) Chapter 434: Chapter 63 Whose Father, Whose Daughter (Part 1) “`
“Chu Anqing!?”
Lin Xian and Gao Yang’s eyes widened as they stared at the completely unexpected girl before them.
Back at the Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center, Huang Que indeed mentioned that she would find another trustworthy teammate to come over.
Lin Xian hadn’t paid much attention to it.
With her capabilities, she would surely bring someone who, if not a space industry giant, then at least some technical expert.
Lin Xian trusted her judgment.
But who would have thought!
How did Huang Que bring Chu Anqing, average in every aspect with no particular skills or talents?
Letting a 19-year-old girl, an art academy student at that, ride a skyspace aircraft and capture space-time particles in outer space, isn’t this a joke?
“Hehe~”
Having mimicked the salute and standing at attention rigorously, Chu Anqing’s posture suddenly relaxed.
She giggled, hands behind her back, swaying as she looked at Lin Xian:
“Senior Lin Xian, long time no see!”
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————————————Several months earlier.
The third day after the conclusion of the “World Hacker Competition.”
Mi Country, New York Airport, International Corporate Jet Base.
The victorious Chinese Information Security Team, under the protection of the national elite forces, boarded their plane in an orderly fashion, ready to return triumphantly to their homeland.
“Anqing, did you get all your stuff?”
Lin Xian looked back at Chu Anqing, who was dressed lightly, seemingly without any luggage.
Chu Anqing fluttered her arms like a little chick:
“I only have so much stuff, after all, I sneaked over here.
I can’t just go home and get my suitcase, right?
My parents would find out…
Plus, I was worried I wouldn’t make it in time for the competition, so I didn’t bother packing much and just bought a plane ticket to Mi Country.”
Lin Xian smiled helplessly:
“Don’t do this next time; it’s very dangerous.
If something happened to you, how would I explain it to Mister Chu…
And don’t worry, I can handle my own affairs.
When I really need you to cheer for me, I’ll let you know.”
“Sure thing, sure thing!”
Chu Anqing giggled:
“Then you must not be polite!
I’m really free!
I can be there anytime!”
Behind them.
Two of the accompanying Chinese official protectors, one on each side, were holding an artwork wrapped and fixed on a cart, preparing to move it into the airplane’s cargo hold.
As they passed by Lin Xian, they asked:
“Mr.
Lin, could you check if the way this artwork is wrapped is okay?
We didn’t have time to look for more professional packaging due to the tight schedule.”
Lin Xian checked it over and nodded:
“It should be fine, no problems.
Just be careful when securing it.
The edges of the frame can take a bit of a knock, but be careful with the surface of the oil painting; do not touch the paint and don’t cover anything over it.”
“Understood.” “Got it.”
The two nodded and transferred the artwork named “The Sorrowful Einstein” to the special aircraft cargo hold.
“Hmm…”
Chu Anqing, rubbing her cheek with her index finger thoughtfully, said:
“Senior Lin Xian, do you think…
the ‘The Sorrowful Einstein’ we saw at the oil painting exhibition in the East Sea Gallery, definitely has a set of codes different from the one you have in your hand, right?”
“If we could get that set of codes and compare it with this set, wouldn’t the decryption be faster?
After all, I watched ‘The Imitation Game,’ the film about the life of the genius scientist Alan Turing, and it mentioned that when decoding, extracting the same or similar segments from different codes can greatly help find the logic of the codes and facilitate the decryption process.”
Lin Xian nodded:
“That’s the idea.
I looked up some information last night, and about this painting, there were all sorts of true and false rumors in the corners of the internet…
There are claims that there are indeed several originals of this painting but exactly how many there are is anybody’s guess.”
“Moreover, at present, only two of these paintings have verified locations or sale information—one is the one we saw at the painting exhibition tour; the other was collected by a famous Hollywood director, and evidently, that piece was bought by the actress Angelica, who then gave it to Ji Lin, which is the one we have in our possession now.”
“The fact that there are a total of eight originals of ‘The Sorrowful Einstein’ was deduced by Ji Lin through the codes, without concrete proof or genuine documentation.
But I think Ji Lin is so smart, he probably has already decoded part of them, or at least understands some of the logic…
That’s why he’s so certain about the number of the originals of the painting.”
…
Hearing Ji Lin’s name, Chu Anqing’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.
She recalled the two paintings hanging on the wall of her bedroom in the villa given to her for her coming-of-age ceremony.
One was the portrait of herself, a gift from Ji Lin, sneakily taken from Lin Xian’s notebook.
The other was a sketch by Senior Lin Xian, colored by herself with watercolors, a group photo of her, Lin Xian, and Ji Lin, warm and full of life.
But now.
Things had changed, the world had turned upside down.
For so long, Chu Anqing had never mentioned Ji Lin’s name in front of Lin Xian.
Although she was internally conflicted about Ji Lin, a person of complex identity and emotions, she always felt…
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would Senior Lin Xian also be sad to hear that name?
She wasn’t particularly bright.
But she could still feel these things.
Her father had told her that it was Lin Xian who designed the trap, luring Zhou Duanyun into it; Ji Lin was likely cooperating with Lin Xian’s plan on purpose, as everything had happened too smoothly, too quickly.
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