Beijing National Academy of Sciences
"Professor Cong! Professor Cong!" A thin young man rushed into the laboratory like the wind, holding a thick stack of information.
"Huh? Xiao He, what's wrong?" A man in his thirties raised his head from the experimental equipment. He was a well-dressed man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat. He looked serious and rigorous, and was full of academic atmosphere.
"Professor Cong, appeared, that..."
"Have some water. Why are you running around the office? What's going on?" Dr. Conrad picked up a glass of water and handed it to him.
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