Baidi fighter jets parked in exhibition hall? Who leaked this!

Something's wrong!

Something is very wrong!

Commissioner Song's breathing was somewhat stagnant at this time.

He lowered his head again and stared at the promotional pictures carefully.

The doubt in those experienced eyes gradually disappeared.

Subsequently.

What replaced it was deep solemnity! !

You can’t go wrong!

This promotional picture is not a picture of the so-called "confusing and enjoyable future fighter" at all!

Rather!

The design drawing of the Baidi fighter!

"Chief Lin!"

Commissioner Song looked at Lin Guojin somewhat uglyly, and then said in a low voice:

“Where does this picture come from?”

Upon seeing this, Lin Guojin immediately replied: "What happened to the printout from Zhang Heng? Commissioner Song, is there anything wrong with this?"

"Where did Zhang Heng get it from?" Commissioner Song frowned deeply.

Could it be that Zhang Heng knew the plan of the "White Emperor Fighter" from somewhere?

Then, he secretly interacted with scientific researchers related to the "White Emperor Fighter".

So you got this kind of national first-level confidential document information?

Thinking about it this way, Commissioner Song felt that it was not impossible.

"Got it from a friend of his who works in a tuning shop."

"And our future fantasy exhibition fighter is also manufactured by Zhang Heng's friends."

"Commissioner Song, what...is going on?" Lin Guojin had noticed something was wrong with Commissioner Song's expression.

Now, I am also a little cautious.

"Where's your friend who runs a modification factory?"

Commissioner Song's pupils flashed slightly.

"Chief Lin, have you met the friend Zhang Heng mentioned?"

"Uh..." Lin Guojin scratched his head and said truthfully: "No."

"If it's not Commissioner Song, please stop playing riddles with me. What's going on?"

Lin Guojin naturally saw something was wrong with the situation.

At the moment, he was also in a state of confusion.

"Chief Lin, this precious kid from your Ministry of Military Industry is in trouble!"

Commissioner Song's expression was very serious!

After thinking about it again and again, he whispered:

"Previously, you asked me about the sixth-generation fighter aircraft developed by Mr. Meng and the others, right?"

"Yeah." Lin Guojin nodded.

"And you also know what the codename is for the fighter jet we secretly developed, right?"

"I know, Bai Di..."

"Then you should also know that the shape of our sixth-generation fighter is a national first-level scientific research secret, right?"

"Of course."

Lin Guojin became more and more confused as he listened.

"And this!!" Commissioner Song pointed to the exhibition fighter promotional picture in his hand and said solemnly:

"It's the fuselage shape of the Baidi fighter!!"

quiet!

silence!

You can hear the needle drop!

The noisy sounds around him suddenly disappeared in Lin Guojin's mind!

And in his mind, only Commissioner Song's words just now kept echoing.

"The fuselage shape of the Baidi fighter...?"

"The fuselage shape of the sixth-generation fighter jet developed secretly by our country?!"

"No, no, no! It's impossible! This, this, this is absolutely impossible!!!"

Lin Guojin came to his senses and immediately took a deep breath.

Xuan shook his head vigorously.

Although, the shape of the fighter jet in this promotional picture is indeed domineering, sharp, and full of murderous intent!

but!

This is really an empty shell exhibition fighter produced by Zhang Heng’s friend’s refurbishment factory!

How could it be linked to the Baidi fighter jet secretly developed by the national team?

"Absolutely impossible?"

"The facts are before our eyes!"

Commissioner Song frowned, "The person Zhang Heng contacted was not a friend at the modification factory at all, but the person he contacted was definitely a scientific researcher in charge of the Baidi fighter."

"Then, Zhang Heng used some method to get this rendering picture from this researcher."

"Then, you will use it as a so-called future science fiction exhibition machine for exhibition!"

"This kid Zhang Heng is in big trouble!"

Listening to Commissioner Song's methodical analysis, Lin Guojin began to waver in his heart.

"call……"

After taking a few deep breaths, Lin Guojin's eyes became firmer.

"Commissioner Song!"

"I can guarantee! Zhang Heng is definitely not that kind of person!"

"This is not something that you, Chief Lin, can guarantee." Commissioner Song shook his head, and then immediately said: "This is a serious matter!"

"Have the brochures been distributed?"

"As for the promotional pictures, they are all placed on the No. 7 Central Exhibition Square. There are already many people attending the exhibition there..." Lin Guojin replied.

After all, promotional images are for publicity.

And in this small meeting, it is estimated that not only 100 people got it, but 80 people.

"Contact Zhang Heng! Let this kid come here as quickly as possible!"

Commissioner Song immediately said: "I'm going to discuss with Mr. Meng and Mr. Li how to minimize the impact of this matter."

"Yes!" Even though Lin Guojin had a lot of doubts in his heart at this moment, he had no time to think about it.

The most important thing is to call Zhang Heng quickly.

Here, Commissioner Song had already arrived at Mr. Meng and Mr. Li who were explaining the history of the fighter aircraft to military fans.

"Lao Meng, Lao Li."

"Emergency situations!"

Commissioner Song said softly.

When Elder Meng and Elder Li heard this, the smiles on their faces froze slightly.

Then, he quickly adjusted and said to the military fans in front of him: "Next, my students will continue to explain to everyone."

After replacing someone.

Mr. Li and Mr. Li followed Commissioner Song to one side.

Immediately, he looked at Commissioner Song suspiciously.

"Old Song, what's going on? What's the emergency?"

Looking at the confused Mr. Meng and Mr. Li.

The Song Committee took out promotional pictures of the "Confused Future Imagination" fighter aircraft.

"Look at this."

Mr. Meng and Mr. Li looked at the promotional pictures, and their pupils trembled fiercely!

Mr. Li subconsciously said: "The rendering of our sixth-generation fighter?"

"Yes!" Commissioner Song smiled bitterly.

"What's going on?" Mr. Meng immediately realized the urgency of the situation and frowned!

"The renderings of our sixth-generation fighter aircraft are classified as first-level scientific research secrets."

"Who leaked it? I don't want my life!!"

Meng Lao's voice was already mixed with deep anger.

To know.

This is a scientific research task with the highest level of confidentiality in the country!

And their scientific research team is even more elite among the elite!

But, at this moment!

It is clear!

Among their group of scientific researchers, someone leaked the drawings!

"Commissioner Song, what is going on?" Mr. Li's expression became serious.

Commissioner Song was also unambiguous and quickly recounted the conversation he had just had with Lin Guojin.

"A friend of Zhang Heng's who runs a modification factory in the suburbs?" After hearing this, Mr. Li's mouth twitched fiercely.

"What an outrageous excuse!"

"Where are the others?" Mr. Li's voice began to be full of anger.

"Chief Lin has sent an urgent notification and will be here shortly," Song Wei replied.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the gate of Jiangcheng Air Show.

After a military vehicle stopped.

Zhang Heng walked down with a puzzled look on his face.

After seeing Lin Guojin standing at the entrance of the exhibition hall, he immediately walked forward.

"Chief Lin, what is the emergency?"

"You want me to arrive within half an hour?"

"Do you still have to let me come alone?"

Zhang Heng looked at Lin Guojin blankly.

Lin Guojin had a dark face and whispered: "Zhang Heng!"

"You're in trouble!"

"You are in big trouble!!"

Zhang Heng: "???????"

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