After discussing with Daniel the latest data comparisons, it was already noon when I left the mansion.
Fu Chi got into the car.
Qian Yu drove away from the villa city.
"Let's swing by the research institute."
Fu Chi reached into his pocket, fished out a pen, subsequently pulled out a tissue from the box in front of him, then started scribbling on it.
In the end, rows of characters were all lined up neatly.
Fortunately there weren't too many.
Gazing at the stream of Morse codes, Fu Chi pursed his thin lips, and his eyes paused on one of the characters.
Arms—
Arms—
Arrived at the research institute.
After going through a long dark tunnel, I arrived at the lab.
Bo Wen, wearing a lab coat, was working on some extractions, looked somewhat surprised when he saw him walk in, "What brought you here at this hour?"
Fu Chi continued walking.
"Qian Yu, can you decipher this Morse code for me?"
