The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1597: She Might Need to Go Back to McKinney

"But what if..."

The man with the raspy voice continued: "Stop babbling, let’s execute the mission. The airplane will crash in one minute and twenty seconds, get ready, we’re going to parachute."

"Alright."

Nathalie Quinlan heard chaotic electronic sounds, and then she never heard those two voices again.

She propped her chin, preparing to take out the black box and listen to it again.

Just then, the final minute.

She heard a string of clear Morse code.

Nathalie stopped her hand movement, squinted her eyes, and immediately found paper and pen to write down what she heard.

The water-based pen wrote a series of letter codes on the white paper.

The black box finished playing the last second.

Nathalie just managed to jot down the last letter, she stopped writing, picked up what she had noted on the paper, and looked intently at it.

Morse code letters require specific decryption formulas.

Coincidentally, the thing she excels at is playing with these numeral formulas.

Especially when it comes to arrangement and combination of numbers and letters.

Nathalie practically knows them by heart.

She doesn’t need to go online to look up the meaning of this string of Morse code, she can read through it quickly and has already translated them.

——’I placed the item in the Hillwood Library of McKinney, locker number 2203, password is 0806.’

After reading this string of Morse code, Nathalie was almost certain that this code was left by her mother.

Those two people before were pretty dumb, you could tell from their voice that their intelligence wasn’t high.

They absolutely wouldn’t know this difficult Morse code, nor think of leaving a message using Morse code.

Hillwood Library, locker 2203?

Nathalie pondered for a moment, first turned off Jeremiah Bonette’s playback device, then took out the black box from it and placed it back in her single shoulder bag.

Then she picked up the phone, searched through the recording she had made, and saved the recording first.

After saving the recording, Nathalie crumpled the piece of paper she used to jot down the Morse code earlier and threw it into the trash can, then zipped up her single shoulder bag, took her phone, and exited the storage room.

Outside.

The old butler had long brewed the tea and brought it out, placing it on the tea table in the living room.

Jeremiah Bonette saw her come out, raised his eyebrows, and said very gently: "Ms. Quinlan, how is it, is that equipment usable?"

Nathalie walked over, her voice clear yet hoarse: "It works."

"Good that it works." Jeremiah’s eyebrow relaxed, then motioned to her invitingly, elegantly inviting her: "Your tea is ready, stay for lunch together at noon. Is there anything you’d like to eat, I’ll have the butler go out and buy it."

As he said this.

The Bonnete Family’s old butler lifted his head again, showing that painful and complex expression, extremely difficult to fathom.

The young master finding someone he likes is a good thing, but...given this age, it’s really kind of...he still felt it wasn’t quite suitable.

Yet he dared not say anything. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Nathalie noticed the butler’s complex and conflicted reaction, with one hand in her pocket, politely declined: "No, my friend is still waiting outside for me."

She paused, then lifted her gaze, speaking quite politely: "Mr. Bonette, I’ll treat you to a meal on another day."

"Your friend?" Jeremiah paused, realized, chuckled, chuckled teasingly: "I bet it’s your boyfriend, right? Mr. Yancey outside?"

Nathalie didn’t make a sound, feeling quite annoyed, raised a hand to pull her hat down, and coughed once: "Ah. Yeah."

Jeremiah had seen through it long ago, saw her openly admit it, didn’t beat around the bush with himself, just laughed, and let her go cheerfully: "Alright, you go ahead and be busy. But as we agreed, this evens out the favor you did last time helping me investigate Eagle Eye. Regarding the matter in Sablehaven, I haven’t thanked you yet. When you have time another day, Carmen Radcliff and I will treat you to a meal."