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... moment, the music was interrupted by an extremely subtle electronic beep.
It wasn’t the phone in the room, but a specially made satellite communicator inside Ye Zhenli’s pajama pocket.
Ye Zhenli’s dance steps halted instantly. He released his wife, patted her arm to reassure her, smiled, and then quickly walked to the study room, locking the door from the inside.
He took out the device, smaller than a phone, with a single line of constantly changing codes and a countdown ...
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