From the driver's seat, Assistant Yun watched as Academician Ma ascended the splendid golden steps.
His gaze indeed fell on the notebook that Academician Ma carried in his hand.
He had been following closely as an assistant professor alongside Academician Ma for quite some time.
Academician Ma always carried that notebook with him, and although the assistant professor didn't know what the USB drive was, the notebook must represent the culmination of Academician Ma's work to date.
Although the code numbers used were excessive, there was no doubt they were of a confidential level.
At the entrance, the manager respectfully assisted the elderly man upstairs.
As he turned, he seemed to catch a glimpse of infrared light on the steps. He paused momentarily, looked again, but it had disappeared.
**
Today, the Sijing Club was very quiet.
The top floor.
When Academician Ma arrived, Bai Lian had just blown out the candles, and Pu Xiaohan had turned on the main lights.
