Chapter 416 - Chapter 416: Chapter 265: Drawing the Sword! (Please Subscribe)_2 (2/2)

Steve had finally finished speaking.

Lin Chuan felt as if he had returned to his school days, listening to his math teacher discuss knowledge that seemed as cryptic as a heavenly script, his ears beginning to form calluses.

After listening, all he wanted to say was, “Nonsense!”

In 2021, he had hacked into their company’s intranet to steal technological research achievements?

In June 2021, he had just started entering online literature, just starting to face setbacks; the system hadn’t even awakened then; how could he possibly have stolen those data?

However, this was a courtroom.

Lin Chuan composed himself, refraining from using crude expressions like “nonsense” in such a solemn and respectful place, instead waiting for the presiding judge to give him permission to speak.

The presiding judge turned his gaze to Lin Chuan, “Please state the facts, Defendant Lin Chuan.”

At that moment,

Lin Chuan slowly stood up, calm and composed.

First, he greeted the judge and staff with a smile, then turned his attention to Steve and his legal team, wasting no words. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he picked up a prepared document:

“This is a document from the National Weapons Research Institute on the December 19th launch of a rocket launcher with a range of 600 kilometers, which happened yesterday, model PHL-191 Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher.”

As Lin Chuan spoke, he displayed the document to the judge, Steve, and everyone else.

It starkly stated: National Weapons Research Institute’s important notification on the first launch of the PHL-191 Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher (600 kilometers).

Most importantly, there was a red seal at the top of the document, making it impossible to forge.

Or rather, no one would dare to forge it!

Steve and his legal team immediately frowned, eyes locked on the red-sealed document in Lin Chuan’s hands, watching as he flipped through the pages, revealing the red stamp at the bottom.

—National Weapons Research Institute.

However, Steve could not help standing up to question, “This is a document from the National Weapons Research Institute regarding the initial launch of a 600-kilometer model Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher. What does it have to do with you?”

His outburst was immediately checked by the presiding judge.

This statement was out of order.

Lin Chuan simply smiled, “On December 19th, which was yesterday, the 600-kilometer model Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher’s initial launch was very successful, accurately hitting its target. Here is the related video, but due to military secrets, it cannot be disclosed publicly.”

Saying this, he handed a CD to the presiding judge.

He continued, “Mr. Steve posed a very good question. This is a document from the National Weapons Research Institute. What does it have to do with me? Be patient for a moment, please see the list of developers on this document.”

After obtaining permission from the presiding judge,

Lin Chuan took the document, walked up to Steve, and with a smile flipped to the second page, which prominently listed—

Chief Designer: Lin Chuan.

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The roadside trees, their leaves maybe tinged with notes of deep autumn, displayed shades of yellow and green, much like the sedimentation of time. Occasionally, a few leaves floated gently down, resembling the footsteps of time, moving slowly through the tranquil morning. They danced gracefully through the air, eventually returning to the dust, enriching the soil for the spring flowers.

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