The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 733: Mr. Bonette, Master Cadmus is Awake_1

The Ninth Institute.

Wallace Radcliff and the others had been waiting outside for three hours, but no one had come out yet.

Phoebe Hoffman, unable to wait any longer yet unable to lose her temper, kept leaning against the wall with a stony face as if someone owed her money and hadn’t paid it back.

After another half hour, she glanced at the time on her watch, lowered her arm, and said with intolerance she could no longer suppress, "Why haven’t they come out yet?"

Wallace Radcliff and the rest had found a laptop and were gathered around analyzing the USB flash drive given by Nathalie Quinlan. As experts in the field of computer science who had received programming of such rank, they were all preoccupied and showed no interest in other matters, with expressions of feverish enthusiasm on their faces.

Her voice was not quiet, but only Wallace Radcliff took time out of his busy schedule to respond to her, his tone very impatient, "Mr. Bonette and Mario Cagwin are with you guys, what’s the rush?"

After speaking, he didn’t even lift his head, and continued to discuss the source code from Nathalie Quinlan’s USB drive with the people around him.

"How on earth was this code formulated? I’ve been looking at it for a long time not understanding how Ms. Quinlan runs it..."

Phoebe Hoffman: "..."

*

In the rest room.

Master Cadmus was still lying on the chair with his eyes tightly shut, showing no signs of waking up.

Brian Bonette had been standing there for four hours and was becoming impatient. He looked at the girl playing on her phone next to Master Cadmus and asked gently, "Nathalie, why hasn’t Master Cadmus woken up yet?"

Mario Cagwin also looked at Nathalie Quinlan anxiously, eager to know.

Since Nathalie Quinlan finished the acupuncture on Master Cadmus, he had been lain there as if asleep. Almost half a day had passed since the acupuncture ended, yet there were no signs of Master Cadmus waking up...

Only Alfred Garland remained extremely calm, showing no sign of urgency, especially seeing Nathalie Quinlan still leisurely playing on her phone, he was even less worried.

After all, if Ms. Quinlan wasn’t worried, Master Cadmus was sure to be fine!

Master Cadmus was too important to The Ninth Institute. Brian Bonette, not understanding Nathalie Quinlan’s abilities and although trusting Amadeus Yancey not to misjudge people, could not help feeling a little unsettled and repeated, "Nathalie, when do you think Master Cadmus will wake up? Could you check on him?"

Nathalie Quinlan had just teamed up with Sadam Vinson for a game and, hearing this, exited the game.

Messages from Sadam Vinson followed one after another.

[Nathalie, why did you leave the game? Come on, another round!]

Nathalie Quinlan, holding the phone in a carefree grip, her slender white fingers tapping the screen, replied to his message with her eyelids drooping.

[NQ: Not coming back, got something to do.]

Sadam Vinson’s message quickly came through.

[I’ll wait for you to finish being busy?]

[NQ: Not sure when I’ll finish, when I want to play, I’ll call you.]

[OK, I’m always available, waiting for your summon.]

Nathalie Quinlan didn’t reply and put her phone away. She hadn’t had a good sleep and had been busy all day, her eyes half closed and her voice slightly hoarse, she said, "Almost there, he should wake up within ten minutes at most."

Ten minutes wasn’t a very long time.

Brian Bonette suppressed the anxiety in his heart and patiently waited again.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Suddenly he lifted his hand to check his watch, and the time had arrived.

The elder lying on the table showed no signs of waking up yet. Brian Bonette’s eyes slightly sank as he was about to speak, only getting out one word, "Natha..."

Before he could call out "Nathalie."

Mario Cagwin suddenly let out a sound of astonishment, "Mr. Bonette, Master Cadmus has woken up."

"?" Brian Bonette immediately looked towards the elder lying on the table.

Indeed, the fingers of the person who had been unconscious started to move. The white-haired elder first moved his left hand, then you could see his eyeballs rotating, and then, under the eager gaze of everyone around, he slowly opened his eyes.