Germany.
Duha Research Institute.
Office.
"Hiss!"
After finishing the registration.
Fred took a deep breath. His heart was inexplicably shocked, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes, but it dissipated within a few seconds. He knew in his heart that he was merely a spectator.
Substitute Plan.
Already full of loopholes.
Before long.
It will become a joke in the scientific community. Following the last hacker incident, the industry had stopped trusting him long ago, but as the truth is yet to be revealed, he can only keep acting.
Previously.
Attending various meetings, others showed enthusiasm.
Now.
Beneath the enthusiasm, there is a distant attitude. Swindler; this label can't be shaken off unless breaking the 'rumors,' truly developing alternative products, but that's just wishful thinking.
This performance.
He.
Fred.
Is already out!
...
Beijing.
"Young Master Chai, the order is complete!"
"Hm, very good."
