Chapter 1005 The Iron Curtain Is Falling

After finishing the communication, Lu Zhou continued to pack his luggage, but at this moment, the small TV floating next to him suddenly continued to flicker.

Xiao Ai: [Master, when you called just now, it seemed that someone was spying on you. (')】

Lu Zhou: "...peeping?"

Xiao Ai: 【Hmm! When the video data was transmitted to North America, it seemed that more than one terminal received it. I thought it was a bit strange, so I tried to actively send a series of encrypted data to that strange device. Judging from the address of the feedback signal just now, it is indeed not the same person. . (ω)】

Does that mean it was monitored?

"That's it..."

Although it was expected, but after confirming this point, Lu Zhou still couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

When he first went to Princeton a few years ago, the academic environment of the entire international community was not like this. I didn't expect it to have deteriorated to such an extent in less than ten years.

It seems that the timing of his return to China is still in place.

If it's a year late, I might not be able to come back.

Xiao Ai: [I feel as if I have seized that device, but it hasn't found me yet, do you want me to install a back door on it? ()]

Lu Zhou stopped immediately: "No, that's not something we worry about, don't mess around."

Hacking a device is easy.

But that is on other people's territory after all.

If he finds that his computer has been tampered with, even if he only finds a little bit of clues, there is no guarantee that those who monitor will not directly tear his face and do something unfavorable to his students.

Although he has the confidence to be completely crushed in information technology, Lu Zhou is really not confident in the detection and anti-reconnaissance, and can do better than professionals such as the FBI and CIA.

Even Xiao Ai is just an immature child.

There is really no need to take risks for such a thing that has only disadvantages but no benefits.

However, thinking of Wei Wen's current situation and what he said on the phone earlier, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, then took out his mobile phone, called Director Li of the Bureau of Science and Industry, and compared the current situation with his own. Suggestions have been said.

Although for those Chinese scholars in North America, what is happening in North America is undoubtedly a disaster.

But for Hua Guo, this might not be an opportunity.

If we can formulate some attractive talent introduction policies, I believe that many Chinese scholars who are in swing will be willing to return to China to develop.

As for what Wei Wen said on the phone that "Mecca/Tinism is on the rise again" and "academic freedom is being challenged like never before", these clouds hang over the entire international academic community...

Even though he regretted it, there was nothing Lu Zhou could do.

...

early august.

On the flight from Shanghai to Russia.

Lu Zhou, who walked through the gangway and boarded the plane, watched Wang Peng put his luggage on the luggage rack, and suddenly met an acquaintance with a special identity.

And also in first class.

The two looked at each other.

In the end, it was Lu Zhou who reacted first, and said with a friendly smile.

"What a coincidence."

Hearing this greeting, Wang Shicheng recovered from his stupor immediately, the corner of Wang Shicheng's mouth twitched reflexively, but it soon turned into a smile that was a little more beautiful than a straight face.

"...Yeah, what a coincidence, what a coincidence...hahaha."

What a coincidence!

So many shifts in a day can collide, and the seats are still close together.

The most embarrassing thing is, when he was waiting for the plane just now, he didn't notice at all? !

If he noticed that Lu Zhou was also on this flight, he would have to ask his apprentice to refund the ticket and exchange it for another flight!

It is unrealistic to adjust the seat. After hesitating for a while, Wang Shicheng finally sat next to Lu Zhou.

After being reminded by the flight attendant, the old man closed his eyes and rested his mind without saying a word, waiting for the plane to taxi into the air and take off.

Just when he thought that this journey could end without anyone talking to anyone, Lu Zhou, who was sitting next to him, smiled and spoke to him.

"Academician Wang also went to St. Petersburg for a meeting?"

"Well," Wang Shicheng, who didn't really want to speak at first, couldn't help but finally opened his mouth when he heard this question, with a slightly smug tone, "There is a 45-minute report meeting, the International Union of Mathematicians Invite me to go up and talk casually, and I will go."

At his age, when he has already retired from the front line, it is not easy to receive an invitation from the International Union of Mathematicians to give a report on stage.

This shows that the international mathematics community still remembers him as a person and has not forgotten his research. And for an old man, this is exactly what makes him happy.

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "That's it, then congratulations."

Seeing the expression on Lu Zhou's face, Wang Shicheng pouted in his heart.

How hypocritical!

Who doesn't know you're the sixty minute report?

Don't you just want to pretend?

Hehe, I just won't give you this chance!

Thinking of this in his heart, Wang Shicheng didn't act modestly and politely according to common sense, saying something like "each other", but just smiled and then lightly brought up this topic.

"What about you? Riemann's conjecture has a result?"

When it came to Riemann's conjecture, Lu Zhou's expression immediately brought a bit of regret.

"It's ashamed to say, this really doesn't exist."

Regrets are real regrets.

He has been very busy throughout this year, and he only spent a few days on Riemann's conjecture. If all this time is used on Riemann's conjecture, it may not be impossible to produce a beautiful result.

However, although Lu Zhou was really regretful, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily when he heard the words from Academician Wang.

Ha ha!

You also have today.

Although it can't prove that Riemann's conjecture is nothing to be ashamed of, but a certain person has boasted a lot, and if he doesn't prove something, he won't do the 60-minute report.

Why is it so fragrant now?

Feeling secretly refreshed, Wang Shicheng pretended to be surprised and said.

"No? I heard people say that when you just received the invitation for 60 minutes last year, you said that you would not go to St. Petersburg until you made some good results. I was thinking about it when I saw you just now. Have you already solved the Riemann conjecture...it turned out not to be, this...it's really a pity."

This sentence is somewhat offensive.

But unfortunately, the expression was too cryptic, so that someone didn't catch it.

Looking at Academician Wang who expressed sympathy for him, Lu Zhou sighed, nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, it's a pity... I really didn't plan to come, but I really can't push it away."

"...Can't push it?"

For some reason, seeing the expression on this kid's face, Wang Shicheng always had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, as if confirming his thoughts, an embarrassed smile appeared on the young man's face.

this smile...

He is so familiar.

"Well," smiled shyly, Lu Zhou scratched the back of his head and said, "They... seem to be planning to give me an award."

Wang Shicheng: "..."