With the sound of a pleasing lody, the fingerprint lock finally opened smoothly. Tang Yan Yi couldn’t help but let out a small cheer, turned her back to the door, observed the surroundings, then put on gloves, silently opened the door, and retreated into the room.
She took a quick glance around and indeed saw no sign of George.
She swiftly walked into the bathroom, searching for any DNA information or fingerprints George might have left.
However... whether it was the hotel’s room service being too diligent or responsible, she couldn’t even find a single hair, or a fingerprint on the mirror or cup.
Even the toothbrush was newly replaced; she couldn’t find one that had been used. The combs and others were all unopened, recently replaced disposable items.
She originally hoped that soone like George would have his tastes and pursuits, choosing not to use the hotel’s disposable toiletries, but his own, thus leaving highly useful traces on toothbrushes, combs, razors, and other personal items... But now, it turned out to be contrary to her wishes.
She had to leave the bathroom and quietly sneak into George’s study.
The bookshelf was full of books, not those seemingly colorful but actually monotonous books provided by the hotel, but practical economic and cultural books. The spines of each book were sowhat worn, indicating these books weren’t just for show but had been thoroughly read many tis.
Tang Yan Yi slightly squinted. This showed that George had indeed been continually learning, never giving up on enriching himself, making himself stronger.
His obsession was indeed profound.
The bookshelf didn’t have any obvious clues she could use, so she turned her gaze to the desk.
A laptop was placed on the desk.
Tang Yan Yi took a deep breath and resolutely walked over to open the laptop lid.
Of course, there was a password.
Tang Yan Yi tried several tis and finally texted Guan Liang, asking him for help to ’hack’ the password.
Guan Liang sent back a string of numbers within a few minutes, and when Tang Yan Yi entered it, it passed successfully!
In that mont of waiting, Tang Yan Yi quickly reasoned through the string of numbers and soon figured it out—it wasn’t George’s birthday or any other commorative number that could be found; it happened to be his mother’s birthday.
Recalling gratitude is naturally sothing children should do, yet George doing so showed a hint of obsession.
Setting his mother’s birthday as the password for his laptop, which is stored in the hotel room where he works, indicates that this laptop is essential when he’s working... Using his mother’s birthday as the password for his work computer proves he still harbors resentnt for losing the position of Chairman of Ford Group globally and deeply rembers the change in identity and life brought by Huangfu Xi’an and her son.
Just then, the computer booted up.
The desktop was extrely tidy, giving an unsettling feeling.
Most people place nurous icons on their desktop, believing they’re crucial, seemingly used day in and day out, implying they couldn’t accomplish important tasks without them there. Over ti, many computer assistant softwares provide a "cleanup" desktop function, indicating how common this small habit is.
Against such generality, if one really encounters a desktop clean to only one icon left, it instead makes one feel strange, abnormal.
Tang Yan Yi paused, took a deep breath, moved the mouse over the only remaining icon on the desktop, feeling a bit unsure on how to proceed finding the information she needed.
Hesitating for a mont, she resolutely decided to click on that icon.
Since his desktop was clean to just one icon left, it showed that the icon could be extrely important.
The file the icon pointed to popped open—
Tang Yan Yi watched with tension and excitent, urgently focused.
Only to be startled into jumping up and retreating three steps back!
The window that popped open turned out to be surveillance footage. The footage was divided into nine sections, each recording her main actions all the way from Li Le Wen’s room to the presidential suite door!
And in the middlemost section was shockingly her current imdiate state!
Soone was closely monitoring her, observing her, seeing through all her little tricks, patiently waiting for her to step into his grasp, then he suddenly turned his hand, treating her like a mosquito, and directly slapped her onto the desktop!
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