CH 53

The moment their eyes met, Ji Xingjue suspected that he had become a fish on a hook.

The guard outside the door was reporting. “…..The specific situation is still unclear, Chairman, Admiral, look…”

An Hong’s voice was steady and cold. “Prepare the car.”

Rumors had it that the Chairman of the Council was a very responsible man, and would come to the scene in person for any major events in the Alliance, and it was true.

What’s more, the time for the general election was approaching, and An Hong didn’t want anything to happen during his term.

After the small gift was sent out, Ji Xingjue heard An Hong speak again. “It’s just a small matter, An Tang, you stay and continue to entertain the Marshal.”

It seemed like Qi Qing wasn’t going to leave anytime soon.

Ji Xingjue paused, and after making up his mind, he slipped decisively to the door of the study.

There was also a password at the door of the study. Ji Xingjue successfully unlocked it with the old method, gently pushed the door open, and slipped in.

Compared with the study room located upstairs, the downstairs study was much smaller, with few bookshelves and more like an office.

Ji Xingjue sat in front of the optical computer, plugged in the decoder before turning on the computer, and checked again.

Still nothing.

Ji Xingjue frowned.

Facing Dr. Chen and himself as an ordinary researcher, An Tang could be perfunctory or not reveal the news, but he wouldn’t tell such specific lies.

That document wasn’t handed over to the Research Institute, because it was more like a “wild imagination” than the scientific research document. Obviously, it had undergone the authoritative appraisal of the Research Institute back then, so it couldn’t be the highest-level confidential document.

Where did An Hong hide it?

Ji Xingjue sifted through it again without giving up, and this time he went through the trash cans and browsing records from a few months ago, and sure enough, he found some clues.

An Hong used to go through that document, but transferred it.

At this moment, the personal terminal that had been silent for a long time lit up.

Ji Xingjue glanced at it, and it was a message from Qi Qing, a simple one word: go.

An Hong was back.

Ji Xingjue made a decisive decision, exited the interface, cleared the traces, and turned off the optical brain in one go. He pulled out the decipher, opened the window and jumped out.

He remembered that outside the study on the first floor was the backyard, and there was no one there when he jumped out, but the sound of orderly footsteps was already approaching.

Salted Fish -Drifting Wanderer

The author has something to say:

Let us congratulate Mr. Marshal, who was led awkwardly by his big brother and finally confessed, (sprinkles flowers)

Xiao Qi: Do you believe that I’ll lock you up?

Xiao Ji: not believing, you woofer.
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