After the two ca out of the stairwell, Evelyn Clayton received a call from Lynn, saying she had already arrived near the hospital.
Evelyn Clayton and Yara Reagan went downstairs together to pick up Lynn.
As soon as they stepped out of the inpatient departnt’s main entrance, they saw a petite figure running towards them.
Before long, that small figure had run up to them.
Lynn was less than 1.6 ters tall, and her pink puff-sleeved chiffon short dress paired with a baby face made her look like a teenage girl.
In fact, Lynn was only a year younger than Evelyn Clayton.
"Sis Evelyn! I missed you so much!" Lynn giggled as she ca over to hook Evelyn Clayton’s arm, then looked curiously at Yara Reagan, "And who is this?"
Evelyn Clayton introduced the two to each other, and Lynn bead as she shook hands with Yara Reagan, "I’ve heard so much about Yara from Sis Evelyn, finally eting the real deal today!"
Yara Reagan politely shook her hand and smiled, "I heard about you from Evelyn too; didn’t expect you to look so young."
Lynn gave a mysterious smile, "How old do you think I am, Yara?"
Yara, who was the sa age as Evelyn Clayton, hesitated for a mont before guessing an age.
"I’ll be thirty in two more years!" Lynn laughed out loud with pride upon hearing this.
Yara was quite surprised.
Because Lynn looked like she was only in her early twenties, people could believe she wasn’t even twenty yet.
Evelyn Clayton laughed and shook her head, saying to Yara Reagan, "She loves getting people to guess her age, once she even told she plans to get costic treatnts at eighty just to keep people guessing."
Yara Reagan couldn’t help but burst into laughter after hearing this.
After so small talk, they went to the ward to see Iris Lockwood.
Iris Lockwood was still asleep, so Lynn just took a glance without being able to speak and ca out.
Then she delved into the main topic with Evelyn Clayton.
They borrowed an empty ward from a nurse in the hospital, went in, and locked the door behind them. Lynn began installing anti-tracking software on Evelyn Clayton’s phone.
Watching Lynn take an exceptionally small computer out of her bag, Yara Reagan was quite curious and sowhat amazed.
Yara Reagan couldn’t help but ask, "It’s so small, can you see the words clearly?"
"I’m wearing contact lenses," Lynn explained with a smile, "otherwise I wouldn’t be able to see either."
With that, Lynn opened the computer and started tapping on it, explaining the software’s working principles to Evelyn Clayton.
"This kind of anti-tracking software can sowhat make it difficult for others to locate you, but they might already know your usual patterns, so unless you change cities, they might still find you."
She said as she took Evelyn Clayton’s phone and began installing the software for her.
"Anyway, with this software, they won’t be able to track your location in real-ti like before."
Lynn’s computer was incredibly fast, taking only seconds to transfer the software package to Evelyn Clayton’s phone.
Yara Reagan watched the screen fill with green code, sowhat in awe, "Evelyn, is Lynn one of those legendary hackers?"
Evelyn Clayton chuckled, "Not really. She taught herself computer skills in school and got a master’s degree in Network Engineering Security while studying Arts. It’s more of a hobby."
Lynn modestly added, "I only know a little bit, enough to install so firewall programs on Sis Evelyn’s studio computer—this is the first ti I’m doing such a big task."
Yara Reagan naturally didn’t believe her but politely refrained from asking any more questions.
A few minutes later, Lynn clapped her hands and smiled.
"The software is installed!"
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