Would Thomas ever ask Kenneth Osborne for sothing that he wouldn’t give?
Or does Thomas not believe he would hand over everything he asked for?
That’s a bit much.
Joyce Shaw felt that working with such a person was truly exhausting.
She thought for a while, then went straight to the computer lab, randomly picking a machine.
This was also a place she frequently stayed, so no one would find it odd.
Even if Thomas walked in now and saw her in the computer lab, he wouldn’t suspect the real reason behind it at all.
Without a trace, Joyce started working on one of the computers in the lab while quietly activating her search program.
Soon enough, she locked onto a computer in the lab that Thomas had used on Sunday to remotely monitor her office computer.
It didn’t look particularly special.
Joyce accessed the lab’s internal network and directly logged into that computer.
That computer wasn’t in use by anyone, its hard drive and mory were both quite empty.
Checking the logs, Joyce found traces of Thomas’s activities.
More importantly, she discovered nurous hacking and surveillance programs!
There was also a hidden cara in this computer lab!
Joyce knew about the visible caras, but not about the hidden one.
She quickly searched that computer, found the program controlling the hidden cara, and swiftly downloaded all the contents from the hidden cara to her cloud account.
Curiously, she opened the hacker program and discovered it to be incredibly powerful.
Not only were all the computers in the computer lab under its surveillance, but even hers, and Thomas’s personal computer were too.
With this program open, their phones, Thomas’s computer, and even so computers at their head office were like rooms with keys in her hands.
All she had to do was push the door and see what was inside those computers.
Joyce’s heart raced, and she imdiately backed out.
Sensitive information like this was not sothing she should know.
She carefully erased the login traces from Thomas’s "dedicated" hacker computer, then thought for a mont, before nonchalantly standing up and returning to her office.
In her office, Joyce closed the door, connected her phone to her cloud account, and began to play the footage from the hidden cara.
Most caras don’t record audio, so Joyce was startled when sound started playing from her phone.
This hidden cara was quite advanced, capable of synchronous audio recording.
She quickly put on her headphones to both watch the video and listen to the sound.
The hidden cara was aid right at Thomas’s position.
Joyce saw Thomas surfing the internet for a while, checking Joyce’s computer, before picking up his phone and starting a call with soone.
She couldn’t hear the other person’s voice or know whom he was calling, only Thomas’s voice was audible.
She heard Thomas say, "Carrie, don’t worry, this ti I got the data from an insider, absolutely authentic."
"...You want to know who the insider is? Carrie, that’s impossible, it’s not within our contract scope, I can’t provide you with a list."
"But rest assured, these are the most original first-hand materials, enough to help you achieve your goal."
Thomas said these few lines and then hung up.
After that, there was no further action.
He checked Joyce’s computer and then left the lab.
Joyce watched, completely baffled.
It didn’t seem anything special.
She pondered for a mont, realizing that her program had finally finished running, and all the images were restored.
Using her own indexing program, she arranged the massive video data chronologically and logically to view the complete picture of these videos.
Joyce was also quite excited.
This was the first large project she completed independently, though arduous, she learned a great deal.
The computer host humd loudly, evidently utilizing all its CPU power.
Three hours later, the videos were fully sorted chronologically and logically.
They could now be played like a movie.
Joyce bead with eyes curved, viewing them from a robotic perspective.
As she continued to watch, the smile on her face vanished, her complexion paling, heart racing, she was nearly dumbstruck.
What did she see?
The first thing that appeared on the computer screen was a sign with the five big characters "Optimal Studio" and two smaller ones "Secret".
This na... seed sowhat familiar.
Then she saw an extrely sophisticated and spacious dust-free studio.
The large instrunts filled all four walls of the room, with countless red and green lights flashing, and several large screens displaying real-ti scenes from various regions.
In the middle of the studio, seven or eight robots, round-headed like barrels, moved back and forth.
It was apparent that each of their steps was ticulously planned, controlled by artificial intelligence.
The walls of this studio bore nurous precautionary notices, and the space here was nearly a vacuum, not allowing any static electricity.
Even the slightest static spark from a speck of dust could trigger an imasurable disaster!
Where was this?!
This wasn’t the small company Thomas ntioned they were acquiring!
This was the internal studio of the State Grid!
Kenneth Osborne had once told her about the nurous studios the State Grid had, resembling operating workshops, where AI-controlled robots carried out all necessary operations.
Due to the high risk and strict operational requirents of these studios, they stopped using human staff to minimize errors, and instead these robots were used.
Thomas had clearly said the original data was just from that small company’s robotic vision system, but what robotics company could penetrate into the State Grid’s secret studio?!
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