Matthew Morgan arrived at the Imperial Hotel and went directly to the top floor room.
"Mr. Morgan, your friend arrived ten minutes ago and is now waiting for you in the room."
The reception staff said directly.
Matthew Morgan just nodded coldly.
The elevator arrived, and he walked out, waving for the staff not to follow.
There are only two rooms on the top floor, the most premium rooms in the Imperial Hotel.
Even with money, without connections, one absolutely cannot check-in.
Matthew Morgan pushed open the door to the room and walked in.
The lights in the room were dimly adjusted, giving a hazy, unfathomable feeling.
There was a spark in the direction of the sofa.
A man was there smoking, his back towards the door.
He seemed to know Matthew Morgan had entered but showed no intention of turning around.
Matthew Morgan didn’t care at all; he walked directly over and took something out of his pocket, throwing it onto the coffee table.
"Here’s what you wanted. How do I safely extract the chip?"
He wasted almost no words.
S, sitting on the sofa, stared at the items on the coffee table with a somewhat meaningful expression.
It seemed he had anticipated that Matthew Morgan would hand over the items so decisively.
But it also seemed unexpectedly surprising that Matthew Morgan would hand over the items so decisively.
S leaned forward and stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.
As he stood up, he grabbed the items from the coffee table into his hand.
It looked like just a USB drive, but the contents inside were extremely important to S.
And to Matthew Morgan, it was equally irreplaceable.
Matthew Morgan tilted his head, urging impatiently.
"You can retrieve it directly, why overthink? It’s just a bug chip." He spoke as if it were very simple.
Matthew Morgan directly grabbed the man’s collar, forcing close, "If the chip could be taken out so easily, it wouldn’t be you. I told you, don’t dilly-dally with me. While I’m in a good mood, take the stuff, answer my question, then – scram!"
As he spat out the last two words, Matthew Morgan pushed S away.
S fell back onto the chair.
Yet he still had the leisure to muse, "If Ralph Koch knew that you handed over the item so easily, what kind of rampage would he have, you think?"
S said, seeming to recall someone’s furious demeanor, he laughed... finding it amusing.
Matthew Morgan remained cold-faced.
Before Matthew Morgan lost his patience, S stood up, took out a phone from his pocket, and handed it to Matthew Morgan.
"The password is 123456, just deactivate the alarm system in there."
Matthew Morgan took it, looked down, unlocked the screen, entered the password, and then started a series of operations.
After he finished, he took out his own phone and dialed Chloe Grant’s number.
"Hello?" Once the call connected, Chloe Grant picked up right away. She seemed to have been waiting, her emotions a bit excited, "How is it? Are you alright? Can you handle it? If you really can’t, it’s... totally okay."
It was clear that Chloe Grant was very nervous.
Matthew Morgan did not interrupt her, listening intently, and after Chloe finished speaking, he patiently explained, "Everything is fine. Is there any pain at the wound area?"
"No," Chloe Grant replied.
After a few seconds, Chloe Grant replied again, "No."
Matthew Morgan hung up the phone, then immediately threw the phone S gave him on the ground, stomping it to pieces, completely destroying it!