While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 535 Paid Blood Donation
"Song!" Qi Weigang smacked his lips and said, "This old man is very knowledgeable! If your level of lecture notes is too low, I'm afraid it will become his help instead!"

"Old Qi, don't be so subtle." Song He waved his hand and said, "Today is already his help. Thinking about it now, we are still at a great disadvantage in waging war in the field he is good at."

"The most I can do is to walk away from the front, but he can respond with years of accumulated experience and background, reversely expose my shortcomings, and compress my strategic space."

"When other people find that my handouts are not comparable to his background and wisdom, even if we publicly disclose that we are the producers of the handouts, we will not get the effect we expected."

"And if the old man works well and raises up one or two police forces, it may turn us into a clown who makes a fool of himself."

"This old man is indeed at the level of my master, so it's not easy to deal with."

"No." Xing An was the first to discover the brilliance of the chicken thief in Song He's eyes again: "You are so excited that you are planning something dangerous!"

"Old Xing is sharp, you still understand me." Song He chuckled: "This kind of steady and steady domineering tactics can indeed eat away at our survival space little by little, and finally kick us over."

"However, all of this is based on the premise that we are standing still. If we can grow in the process of making handouts and bite him to death, this war will become a tug of war between you and me."

Lu Jing frowned and said, "We all make handouts based on the contents of his published books, and the most recent one is the one two years ago."

"What happened today proves that it took him two years to accumulate the background and research results that crushed us. If it was other lecture books that were published earlier, I don't think we have the ability to bite him."

"Don't worry, it's far more convenient to study the mature research results than to conduct in-situ research. Besides, we can ask for foreign aid." Song He smiled and sighed helplessly: "It's time to donate blood again."

More than ten minutes later, Liu Yun, who was far away in Qinxia, ​​happily turned on his computer, glanced at the 3D printer that had been silent for nearly half a month, and was gearing up to show off his skills.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, when Song He and his team initially studied the topic of the next day's lecture and wrote two rough and shoddy trial version of the lecture, Song He finally received the document package from Liu Yun.

Opening the file package, Song He quickly found what he needed.

"I'll go! It's worth the money!" Song He looked at the computer interface with bright eyes, quickly opened and closed files one by one, and firmly remembered the massive information contained in them.

Song He's appearance quickly attracted the attention of Qi Weigang and others, and they all came together, but because of Song He's amazing browsing speed, they couldn't see the content of any file at all.

"Slow down! I can't even see clearly!" Qi Weigang's voice was like thunder, and the rest of the people also protested.

Song He didn't take it seriously, his subordinates moved quickly as before, and said disdainfully: "Who despised me just now! Didn't it mean that law enforcers can't know the law and break the law? Continue to discuss intellectual property law with me!"

"I thought about it." Lu Jing said without changing his face: "I feel that what you said is quite right. Bart Kahn will share these things with us sooner or later, why worry about the time to obtain this knowledge."

"Old Lu, are you so realistic!"

"You can do such a godly operation as betraying yourself!"

Lu Jing didn't care about the teasing of his companions, and even moved a little closer to the computer secretly.

Song He was speechless, so he had no choice but to say: "Don't worry! I promise to share it with you. After all translations are finished, each person will make a copy!"

"Say it earlier!"

"Brothers!"

"Look carefully, don't be distracted!"

"Intellectual property rights..."

"To shut up!"

Half an hour later, Song He turned off the computer, closed his eyes, and sorted out the knowledge that had just been collected in his brain. When he opened his eyes again, he looked confident.

"Sure enough, information warfare is the key to victory." Song He took a deep breath: "Except for the immature results of Bart Kahn's research, they are only some of the research results that will be disclosed and have already been taught at the Songcheng Police Academy. That’s enough for us to study for a long time.”

"These things can make us invincible, but they can also expose the fact that we have stolen the fruits of his labor."

"So, the key question now is, how can we draw with him without letting him realize that we have learned this knowledge..."

Everyone's face was solemn when they heard the words, and after a while, various voices of mixed tones resounded in the room.

When it was approaching eleven o'clock in the night, when some police officers either accidentally or puzzled guessed the reason why the handouts had not been delivered, there were knocks on the door one after another, indicating that a wonderful lecture and they were not very happy. The confrontation you care about will come as scheduled the next day.

However, although Song He and the others had grown respect for Bart Kahn, they still used some tricks in distributing the handouts.

Therefore, the time when Canada and Austria got the trial version of the handouts would still be in the early hours of the morning, and Sang Guo, the only informant who got the enhanced version of the handouts, caused Bart Kahn to take It was already two o'clock in the morning when it was time for the lecture.

"Your disgusting behavior is extremely disgusting!"

Bart Kahn, who was awakened by the ringing of the mobile phone, struggled to get up from the bed, and walked into the study angrily clutching the mobile phone.

However, after he finished reading the two trial versions and Sang Guo's awkward and enhanced version of the handout, he was very grateful that he had forced the three insiders to send the handout to him as soon as possible no matter how late they got it.

"Have you started to learn from today's failure and think deeply about the topic? You are indeed a selected talent!"

The old man looked at the last few questions of the enhanced handout with complicated eyes, and then snorted angrily after looking at the time: "No matter how good you are, it can't cover up your poor character!"

The next day, when Bart Kahn walked into the classroom, apart from the anger that a discerning person could see at a glance, he also carried a strong aroma of coffee.

"The old man must hate us." Song He shook his head and whispered, with a smile on his lips.

"The one who hates you." Lu Jing's stern face was extremely deceptive, and the first-time acquaintances couldn't see his cunning core: "Don't involve us with you."

Song He said indifferently: "In the eyes of the old man, how can I complete that kind of workload alone. You just help me take the blame honestly. There is no such thing as taking advantage of the benefits and not working hard."

Everyone laughed and cursed in low voices when they heard the words, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.

Seeing the smiling faces of Song He and his party, Bart Kahn on the podium became even more angry, and said angrily, "Quiet! Don't you know what discipline is?"

All the police officers in the room fell silent immediately, and they sat upright and looked at Bart Kahn expectantly, obviously paying special attention to today's lecture content.

For some reason, after Bart Kahn saw the eyes of the police officers, his heart felt a little relieved, and most of his anger dissipated.

Then, the old man's loud and high-spirited voice sounded in the classroom: "Today's topic..."

(End of this chapter)