Two hours later, the plane landed in the capital.
All the staff got into position. When the hour hand hit 10 and the minute hand hit 12, all of them pointed their cameras in unison at the villa behind the FZ Research Institute.
After Chen Ming keyed in the password, the black iron door with the simplistic yet elegant design slowly opened. It was autumn right now, and the scene of the wind picking up fallen leaves from the ground looked extra aesthetically pleasing on camera.
When they were in the courtyard, they were immediately welcomed by an intrinsically arranged parterre. There was also a river and a bridge. A few fat koi fish were swimming in the river, and the sound of a duck quacking could be heard from time to time. Then, as they went deeper into the courtyard, they bumped into a Tibetan Mastiff that was locked in a cage and was growling at them.
