Chapter 13 Visit
In the sky, the howling cold wind blew the clouds in the sky, covering the already hazy moonlight.
The streets of New York were already quiet at night, and even the Osborne Building, which should have been brightly lit, had only sporadic lights.
The employee who was patted on the shoulder by Norman in the afternoon stretched his waist, looked at the documents that were finally sorted out, and stood up and walked out of the office.
"Huh?" The employee looked at the laboratory at the end of the corridor, which was still glowing, and walked over quietly, but found that the laboratory was empty.
"What?" The employee murmured in a low voice: "I thought Professor Connors was working overtime like me so late, but he forgot to turn off the lights?"
Probably out of kindness, the employee turned off the lights in the laboratory while talking to himself.
"Get off work." The employee who thought he had saved his company a night of electricity bills rubbed his sore neck and walked towards the elevator to punch in and get off work.
But the employee didn't know that it was because of his so-called kind behavior that led to the tragedy that followed.
Shortly after the employee left, another figure quietly appeared in the office building. He walked slowly into the laboratory where the lights had been turned off, following the dim lights on the corridor.
To prevent the loss of experimental data, the computers in each laboratory of the Osborne Building have passwords set by the project leader of the laboratory, and the laboratory in charge of Professor Connors is no exception.
But in order to prevent accidents and protect the intellectual property rights of the Osborne Group's experimental projects, in addition to the project leader of the laboratory, as the president of the Osborne Group, Norman naturally has the password backup of these laboratory computers.
And the mysterious man who was hired by Norman to steal Professor Connors' laboratory data naturally got the password of the laboratory computer from Norman.
But just when the mysterious man inserted the SSD into the computer and began to copy the contents of the computer
"Who are you!"
Professor Connors's slightly angry voice sounded in front of the door of the laboratory.
"Damn it!" The mysterious man didn't expect that Professor Connors didn't leave the Osborne Building.
Professor Connors had never thought that he had only gone to the gene bank to adjust the time of the reagents, and a thief actually ran to his laboratory to steal his experimental data.
He put a box of reagents in his hand on the table and shouted at the mysterious man: "Stop what you are doing and get out of my laboratory! Otherwise, I will call the security guard!"
The mysterious man looked at the computer, which had copied 80% of the data, and sighed helplessly.
"I knew that this money would not be so easy to get."
After saying that, the mysterious man took out an electric baton from his arms and rushed towards Professor Connors.
Although Professor Connors had joined the army when he was young, it was only when he was young after all, and now he only had one arm left, which made it inevitable that he was a little stretched in the face of the mysterious man's attack with an electric baton.
During the fight between the two, the reagents that Professor Connors had placed on the table accidentally fell to the ground, which also distracted Professor Connors, who was struggling.
"Good opportunity!" The mysterious man seized the opportunity when Professor Connors was distracted, and stabbed Professor Connors with a crackling electric baton.
After a twitch, Professor Connors collapsed to the ground powerlessly.
The mysterious man held the electric baton in his hand, looked back at the mobile hard drive that had been copied 100% during the fight between the two, and planned to take the mobile hard drive off.
However, the mysterious man, who was about to take action, felt the resistance from his feet, and he looked down.
Professor Connors lay on the ground, the only remaining hand tightly grasping the mysterious man's trouser leg, panting weakly: "Don't even think about it"
"Professor Connors, if you do this, it will be difficult for me!" The mysterious man said as if he was very helpless, but the electric baton in his hand had already been raised high.
Plop——
Professor Connors felt the severe pain and dizziness from his head, and weakly let go of the hand holding the mysterious man's trouser leg.
"Tsk." The mysterious man shook off the blood on the electric baton, bent down and touched Professor Connors' neck.
Fortunately, although the attack was a bit heavy, it was not fatal at least.
"Let's report to the boss." The mysterious man reluctantly took the bloody electric baton back into his arms, took out the solid state drive, and made a phone call.
"Boss, the things have been obtained, but there was a small accident at the scene." The mysterious man glanced at Professor Connors who fell to the ground.
"Your Professor Connors did not go home, and just happened to face me. Out of helplessness, I could only knock him down."
"Do you think you should call an ambulance to avoid any problems with Professor Connors at that time."
As the mysterious man's voice became farther and farther away, Professor Connors' consciousness became more and more blurred.
At this time, the blood on his head flowed down his scalp to the floor of the laboratory, mixing with the previously broken reagent solution.
At noon the next day.
"What a rare guest." Su Heng looked at Sheriff Stacy who walked into the dessert shop in surprise, and Gwen who followed him reluctantly.
"It's rare to see you come here." Su Heng smiled and asked Sheriff Stacy: "So Gwen did something wrong at school?"
After all, Sheriff Stacy is usually busy with official duties and has no time to pick up Gwen from school in the afternoon, let alone the busiest time period at noon.
"You think too badly of me, you guy." Gwen, who was already depressed, waved her fist at Su Heng in annoyance.
"Gwen!" Sheriff Stacy gently scolded Gwen, and then said to Su Heng: "Su, do you have any desserts suitable for hospitalized patients?"
"Desserts for patients?" Su Heng was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "It depends on what disease it is. After all, for patients with diabetes or high blood sugar and high blood lipids, I really can't find desserts suitable for them."
"Sorry, I didn't make it clear." Sheriff Stacy patted his forehead and explained to Su Heng: "It was an injured professor."
"Professor?" Su Heng put his eyes on Gwen and asked in surprise: "You dare to beat the professor of your school into the hospital now?!"
"Hey! I said it's not me!" Gwen patted the bar angrily: "It's Professor Connors from before! He is in the hospital, and my father plans to go see him."