I kidnapped an alien civilization

Then, he dialed the phone again. He said to the phone in a strange language: There was a small situation just now, you continue to talk.

I have received reliable news that the Yanjing Mozi Science and Technology Laboratory has applied to the Yanjing Electron Positron Collider Center to use the collider for experiments, and the experiments are expected to be carried out in two days.

The deep voice on the phone also used this strange language.

Collider? He can use a collider?

It seems that what they are researching this time must be very important. The middle-aged man thought for a moment, and said sternly: It's been so long, haven't you figured out what they are researching?

I'm sorry, the security measures in that laboratory are too strict, and even the cleaning staff have been screened layer by layer, it is difficult for us to find a chance to do it. The owner of the voice on the phone kept apologizing.

A bunch of trash, the middle-aged man was furious. From the beginning of the project to the present, so much organization funds have been spent, and he himself is under tremendous pressure. If the mission is successful, the above will forgive everything. But if he can't get what he needs, even if he has served the organization for decades, it will be difficult to get out, because he knows too much about the organization's behavior.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shivering.

I don't need a reason, result! result! result! you know?

No matter what method you use, you must get what they are developing. The middle-aged man shouted into the phone, he had lost his patience.

Understood, their defense will not be very tight when conducting experiments, and I will make good use of this opportunity. The deep voice on the phone assured.

It's better like this! The middle-aged man hung up the phone directly.

Perhaps it was the news on the phone that aroused his anger, and the middle-aged man ruthlessly swept the analysis report on the desktop into the trash.

Looking at the report lying in the wastebasket, he seemed to think of something, took out his phone and wrote a text message, but on the sending interface, he hesitated, with a look of reluctance on his face.

After a long time, he sighed and pressed send lightly.

After closing the phone, he closed his eyes again and lay down on the chair, and said in a barely audible voice: It's a pity, what a beautiful flower.

Two days later, Yanjing Electron Positron Collider Center

Li Mo and his team took the experimental box containing carbon and lithium, went through multiple security checks, and finally arrived at the core area of ​​the collider center.

Boss, this is Mr. Wang who is in charge of the operation of the collider. Haige pointed to a staff member in his 50s who was wearing a gray uniform.

This Wang Gong was standing in front of the steps, driving them with a smile on his face.

Wang Gong, hello, hello! Far away, Li Mo stretched out his hands, his face was full of smiles, and he always respected this kind of scientists who were fighting on the front line of scientific research.

Wang Gong also smiled and said: The discoverer of the ink star, the winner of the Abel Prize, Professor Li Mo, has long admired his name.

The two hands were tightly held together.

Li Mo is only now realizing the benefits of fame. The staff here seem to know him, and even a few interns from colleges and universities took out their signature books.

All the way to the green light, the test docking went smoothly, and the staff of the collider center even accepted their outrageous request to personally debug the collider, which surprised Li Mo who originally planned to spend a lot of time.

The three pouch brothers handed over the experimental materials and experimental plan to the experimenters in the center, and assisted them in the preparation of the experiment.

This is the entrance of the collider, the injector. We inject the experimental particles from here. Wang Gong was very enthusiastic about Li Mo, a young scientist with many honors, and took the initiative to act as a guide.

The injector is connected to the traveling wave positron-electron linear accelerator, where the particles are given energy by the electromagnetic ring and are continuously accelerated.

Li Mo watched a giant pipeline more than 200 meters long appear in front of him. Standing under the pipeline, people seemed to be miniaturized. He had to admire the wisdom of these engineers.

Connected to the linear accelerator is the transport line, through which the accelerated particles are transmitted to the front circular accelerator. The inner wall of this pipeline is coated with a special coating, which will not absorb or reflect any particles.

Just like the drip tube used in the hospital for infusion, the medicine can pass through the tube, but it will not seep out. Wang Gong continued to introduce.

Li Mo found that the scientist in front of him was unusual, he could always use the most vivid words to explain the cold experimental equipment.

The collider is worthy of being the largest machine made by human beings. After walking for more than ten minutes, they followed the transportation line to a giant disc.

This is a circular accelerator, where extremely fast particles will be accelerated again and endowed with angular momentum to achieve the speed required for the experiment. Wang Gong explained in due time.

Li Mo looked at the big disc, as if thinking of something, he asked, Why do I think the shape of the collider looks like a badminton racket?

The injector is the handle, the linear accelerator and delivery line is the racket, and the circular accelerator is the racket.

Worthy of being a genius scientist, the mystery in one word.

Our electron-positron collider center is a super badminton racket from the sky. Wang Gong stretched out his thumb, and he also stayed in the center for many years before he realized this.

Li Mo nodded. He admired the designer of the collider for being able to connect the collider and the badminton racket through the shape. Because the essence of the collider and the badminton racket are the same, they both hit the ball. The only difference is that the hit of the collider is a particle.

In front is the Yanjing Spectrograph, which is 6 meters high and weighs 500 tons, which can be said to be the heart of the collider.

Here we can analyze the changes of the particles after the collision. Wang Gong introduced.

At this time, Li Mo, as the guide, Wang Gong introduced for so long, but he didn't reveal the specific internal parameters of the collider at all, and the description of the equipment was limited to the length, width and height.

It seems that Wang Gong has a strong sense of secrecy.

There is also a synchrotron radiation experiment facility at the back. Since you still need to carry out experiments, we will not visit it. Wang Gong looked concerned for him.

Li Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this guide wants to jump out of the group halfway?

But thinking about it, the level of secrecy of the synchrotron radiation experiment facility should be relatively high, so it is understandable that Wang Gong didn't want to take him there.

When the two arrived at the computer center, Brother Hai was already waiting at the door, and there were no pouch trio and Zhang Xiaoli beside him.

We can watch the whole process of the experiment here.

There are countless sensors installed in the collider, and those sensors will transmit data to the computing center.

This is responsible for the analysis of the data.

Wang Gong said and handed over a document, But before entering the computer center, you need to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

Li Mo took the document, flipped through it briefly, and signed his name at the end of the confidentiality agreement.

He returned the paper and pen to Wang Gong, and asked casually, Has Brother Hai already signed it?

Wang Gong carefully put the confidentiality agreement into the briefcase, Comrade Hai doesn't need it, his confidentiality level is very high.

Li Mo was speechless for a while, and Hai Ge showed a proud look on his face.