The implication of his words was very clear, and Scott was naturally overjoyed. He knew that Sandra had a powerful background, and that the two of them had formed a friendship this time, which would surely bring them many opportunities in the future. He hurriedly nodded and agreed, "No problem. I will personally select some people to escort you safely to London."
Sandra nodded, feeling relieved that the task was complete. She handed the film to Scott and instructed, "Keep it safe. Let's get going as soon as possible."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away. I'll book the boat tickets as soon as it's light!"
Scott took the film roll, went to the safe next to him, took out the key, inserted it, turned the combination lock, opened the safe, and then put the film roll inside.
Next to this roll of film was another roll, which was the aerial torpedo blueprint roll that Sandra had previously seized.
It turned out that Sandra and the others had just arrived in Hong Kong and did not have a safe. To be on the safe side, they entrusted the blueprints and film to Scott for safekeeping. Since this was the headquarters of the British garrison, and Scott's intelligence department was heavily guarded, the film was safe in his safe, which was safe as long as it was secure.
After watching Scott set up the blueprints and film, Sandra felt relieved. She exchanged a few words with Scott and then turned to leave.
Scott watched Sandra leave, stepped forward and locked the door, took a deep breath, and looked at the time. After a whole night of commotion, it was already five in the morning.
He went to the safe again, opened it, took out the drawing rolls he had just put in, put them away carefully, closed the safe, and quickly left the office.
Scott's residence was nearby. He first went home, changed his clothes, and disguised himself slightly. When it got light, he went out again, drove his car, and headed to the Hong Kong shipping company.
He went to the shipping company, chose the fastest departure ship, booked his ticket, and before leaving, he found a public phone nearby, made a call, exchanged a few words, hung up, and headed to the University of Hong Kong.
He parked his car on the side of the road, a block away from the University of Hong Kong. Not wanting anyone to see his car near the university, he got out and walked a distance before reaching the gate. The University of Hong Kong was full of British teachers and students, and his appearance was not out of place. Like Ning Zhiheng, Scott easily slipped into the gate of the University of Hong Kong and went to the library again.
He knocked on Liao Chengren's office door with practiced ease. When Liao Chengren saw him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise and subconsciously said, "Mr. Turner?"
Scott removed his top hat, nodded slightly, and said gently, "Mr. Liao, it's kind of you again to come to my door."
Liao Chengren quickly composed himself and said, "Mr. Turner, do you still need me to copy the film for you today?"
“Yes, I’m in a hurry, please copy it now,” Scott nodded and said.
“Okay, no problem.” Liao Chengren agreed, got up and left the room, went to the westernmost equipment room, took out his key, opened the door and let Scott in.
In fact, Scott, like Ning Zhiheng, was not comfortable with the blueprints and film leaving his sight and both required that he be present when copying the film. Therefore, Liao Chengren was not surprised when Ning Zhiheng made the same request last time.
Since they had already dealt with each other once, there was no need for further explanation. Scott took out the blueprint film and handed it to Liao Chengren, while also taking out a few pounds sterling banknotes, saying, "Same as last time, make two copies."
"Okay!" Liao Chengren nodded and was about to take the film when he suddenly stopped, patted his forehead, as if he remembered something, and quickly looked up at the time.
"What's wrong?" Scott asked, noticing his unusual behavior.
Liao Chengren quickly explained, "Oh dear, a colleague of mine had an appointment today to use the equipment to read a piece of film, and it's almost time, so..."
“No, Mr. Liao, please make a copy of the film for me first. I don’t have much time,” Scott said, shaking his head.
He was pressed for time; his ticket back to London was tonight. After copying the film, he still had to hand it over to his trading partner, and there was a lot of preparation work to be done, such as selecting escorts. He simply couldn't afford to delay.
“Okay!” Liao Chengren glanced at the banknotes in Scott’s hand and nodded in agreement. “I’ll call him and tell him to come in an hour. Please wait a moment!”
Scott nodded in agreement and watched as Liao Chengren left the room. Soon after, Liao Chengren returned, took the film and banknotes from Scott, and the two entered the darkroom to begin copying the film.
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