Octavian was not in a hurry since he thought he had plenty of time to read all the martial arts medical knowledge collected by the Association of Healthcare Professionals over the years.

However, after double-clicking on the data section, a line of words popped up on the screen of the computer.

"You do not have access to this file!"

Upon seeing the message displayed on the screen, Kent was utterly shocked.

"What's going on? What the hell does this mean?

Kent was puzzled and remarked in disbelief, "How on earth does my account within the association not have access to these files? What's more, this section of files requires the lowest level of accreditation! How could I be denied?"

Octavian didn't know what to say and he thought it wise to remain silent.

But even though he didn't say anything, his face slowly darkened.

Octavian was deep in thought for a moment and then suddenly asked, “Any updates about picking up my guys at the airport by your men?"

“Well... Kent was puzzled by Octavian's question. Due to the outbreak, the airport was now blocked and quarantined. He had already explained the situation to Octavian. Kent was not certain why Octavian asked him about this out of the blue.

“Octavian, is there anything I need to know about?" Kent asked with a furrowed brow.

Octavian didn't answer him and just took out his phone immediately.

He was about to make a quite risky move. He could contact his teams at any time, and that was what he intended to do. However, even a simple call recording could lead to exposure.

If he made this phone call, he had to destroy the phone immediately after hanging up. He also had to leave the Association of Healthcare Professionals as quickly as possible.

After hesitating for a while, Octavian finally decided to make the phone call.

Soon, a beeping came from the phone. However, no one answered.

The fact that the call went through indicated that the person he tried to contact had disembarked from the plane.

Why was his call unanswered? That didn't bode well. Something must have happened!

Octavian panicked. His first thought at this time was to rush to somewhere to hide for a while.

However, just as he was about to leave, a new line of words appeared on the screen of the computer in front of him.

"You don't have to go anywhere."

The font and the writing style were completely different from that of the association's database.

Octavian immediately figured that he was dealing with a high-level hacker and not the Association of Healthcare Professionals.

A pro hacker had managed to get into the associations internal network system and was now chatting with him.