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Suddenly, a burst of enthusiastic applause erupted, jolting Jonas from his daze. His thoughts quickly returned to the present reality, and his gaze refocused on Isabella, who stood at the front. She was at the podium, wearing a light smile as she accepted the warm applause from the audience. Clearly, her presentation had just concluded and had garnered high praise from most attendees. The applause continued for several seconds, echoing in the spacious conference room, highlighting the significance of the presentation and her authoritative position in the field.
As the applause gradually faded, many participants stood up and began to engage in quiet conversations in small groups. Some wore expressions of surprise and excitement, clearly moved by Isabella's report. They whispered among themselves while making their way toward the exit, indicating that this meeting held significant meaning for them. Jonas watched these individuals with a sense of confusion as he absentmindedly rubbed his forehead, still pondering the content he had missed.
His gaze casually swept over those leaving when he suddenly noticed that they all wore prominent name tags on their chests. Jonas couldn't help but frown slightly; upon closer inspection, he realized that these name tags bore the names and logos of various well-known technology companies, which surprised him. It turned out that this meeting was not merely a simple internal report for Beyond Technology but rather a larger collaborative conference.
"Collaborative conference?" Jonas mused internally, this discovery prompting him to reassess the situation before him. These executives from different companies had evidently gathered here for a greater purpose. Furthermore, Isabella's report seemed to be more than just a technical briefing; it appeared to lay the groundwork for a significant upcoming collaboration.
Jonas observed everything without revealing his thoughts, and a new hypothesis began to form in his mind. There might be deeper intentions and plans behind this meeting, and the actions he was about to participate in could be far more complex and far-reaching than he initially imagined. As more attendees departed, the conference room grew quieter, yet an invisible pressure seemed to intensify, enveloping everyone present.
Watching the departing figures, Jonas instinctively heightened his alertness. He knew that the actions he was about to engage in would not be an ordinary task. Isabella's report was just the tip of the iceberg; the real challenges and dangers might still be hidden in depths he had yet to fully comprehend.
As participants continued to leave, the once lively space gradually returned to silence. At this moment, only Jonas, Raymond, Isabella, and three other seemingly important individuals remained in the room. Several security personnel dressed in black suits stood at the door and around the room, vigilantly observing everything with a silent authority. The atmosphere in the conference room was tense and oppressive.
Jonas quietly scrutinized the three individuals who remained behind, speculating about their roles in this plan. The first person who caught his eye was a man around forty years old. He wore thick glasses and had dark skin that suggested prolonged sun exposure. Jonas surmised that this man might be an expert who often worked outdoors, possibly related to field investigations or research. He sat upright with his hands folded on the table, displaying an air of seriousness and focus as his gaze shifted between the documents on the table and Isabella.
The second individual was a young man no older than thirty. His face still bore some youthful features, but his eyes reflected sharpness and agility. He appeared more modern and tech-savvy as he fiddled with a tablet in his hands, swiftly swiping across its screen as if reviewing or recording data. Jonas guessed he might be a technical expert responsible for important equipment or data processing tasks. The young man's expression was focused, with slightly furrowed brows as if deeply engaged with what was displayed on his screen.
Finally, Jonas's gaze fell upon the only woman present. She appeared somewhat nervous, instinctively clutching her clothing at its hem. Despite this, her demeanor exuded a sense of professional determination. Jonas noticed a bright red cross embroidered on her shoulder; this detail immediately indicated that she was a medical professional. Her eyes scanned each person in the conference room intermittently, lingering on Jonas and Raymond for a moment as if assessing them quietly. Though tense, her posture conveyed a professional calmness that suggested she was fully aware of her responsibilities.
The atmosphere became somewhat awkward as silence settled more heavily after others left. Jonas noted that those remaining did not initiate conversation; instead, tension filled the air. At this moment, Raymond seemed to sense this awkwardness; he stood up and cleared his throat gently in an attempt to break the silence.
"Um! Dr. Isabella!" Raymond began cautiously with a hint of politeness in his tone as he glanced at Isabella busy with the projector. "I brought Mr. Jonas."
Isabella did not immediately look up; she remained focused on adjusting the projector, seemingly fine-tuning the final details. Her reaction was indifferent; she merely nodded slightly in acknowledgment of Raymond's words but did not say anything further. Her concentrated and aloof demeanor made the atmosphere in the conference room feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Jonas couldn't help but notice her coldness, but he did not show any emotion, quietly sitting to the side, waiting for the next instructions. He knew that scientists like Isabella often immersed themselves in their own worlds, making them appear detached from their surroundings.
Soon, the projector finally displayed an image, projecting a map onto the white wall at the front of the conference room. It appeared to be a map of South American Waters, marked with several red dots that seemed to indicate key locations. Isabella slightly lifted her head, gazing at the map with little expression, maintaining her usual calmness.
Then, Isabella turned to signal to the security personnel without issuing any commands; she simply made a gesture indicating for them to leave. The security personnel, clearly accustomed to this silent understanding, left the room quickly and orderly without a word, their footsteps light and synchronized. Only Jonas, Raymond, Isabella, and the three Project Members remained in the room as the door closed gently, plunging the space back into a suffocating silence.
Jonas felt the pressure of this enclosed space intensifying the tension. His gaze shifted to Isabella, filled with curiosity and anticipation about the plan that was about to be revealed. He knew that this map must represent a crucial location, and the upcoming discussion might unveil the core and purpose of the entire operation.
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