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"I called you, but you seem to be still busy." Old Huang wiped his forehead, "Have you read all the news?"

"Not yet." I took out my phone. It turned out that Lao Huang returned me a few minutes after I sent him a message to remind the boss.

The phone screen read plainly: "Someone took the boss's computer."

I couldn't understand it.

"What does it mean that someone "takes" a computer?" I stared at the phone and glanced at him again. "Are you saying that someone went to the boss's desk to use his computer?"

"It means literally'taken' the computer, and the computer was'taken'." He reversed the main sentence, as if his meaning became clearer in this way," a colleague from the IT center came over to take it and said It’s the boss’s computer that needs to be overhauled. When he came back, he asked a colleague next to him. He heard that it was from the IT center. It was obviously blank for a second. But the boss, you know, his appearance never speaks. I dare not ask. ."

Lao Huang has pitted me on this kind of thing too many times, and I narrowed my eyes: "Do you want me to ask?"

Old Huang narrowed his mouth: "My friend, the point is not here-of course, if you plan to ask, I don't object to knowing his reply."

"When have the idle guys in the IT center come/door to serve?" I glanced at him, "Are you familiar with it? Are you sure it's from the IT center, not from the internal network maintenance or network security?"

"I'm just waiting for you here because I'm not sure." He looked at me and took a breath.

We looked at each other in silence for a while.

This thing is weird. Well, the boss is the department director after all, and the salary is better than ours. The colleagues in the IT center made a special trip to recycle the old refrigerator and the broken computer. Today is Monday, why didn't they send the table to spare? Thinking of the speculation in the big boss's office, my muscles stiffened for an instant, and I looked up at Lao Huang: "Did you remind the boss?"

"No." Old Huang was stunned for a moment, patted his chest, "Don't stare at me like that. Be afraid."

I rolled my eyes.

"It's weird that you can stay beautiful and intimidating at the same time." He raised his eyebrows defiantly. "What for?"

"It's just too confused to tell whether you are a sexual harassment or a personal attack." My muscles relaxed and I joked with him, "Maybe both?"

"If everything has to be qualitative, the glance you just stared at me must be a serious workplace violence that caused mental harm." Old Huang clasped his arms, "I didn't have time to say. The person who took the computer just left when you sent the message. Soon after, the boss returned."

"Okay." I breathed a sigh of relief. If I let the boss think that I didn't report it, it wouldn't be good, "Don't ask him first, I'll go to the colleague on the intranet to take a look."

"What do you think..." Lao Huang looked at me, and suddenly fell silent, without saying the rest.

The computer is suddenly taken away when everything is like this. What else can it be? I met Lao Huang and turned to look for Lao Ye.

Although I don't know whether Lao Ye belongs to Group A or Group B, the big boss will definitely leave the matter to someone who he trusts very much. I found him in the office without surprise. This is the first time I have come here, and it is also the first time I have seen Madam Lao Ye. He looks thinner than the photos on the intranet.

"Oh, Yao, right?" He stood up, scratching his head, "Uh-wait for me."

He took me to a small meeting room with no one. On the way, I knew it was wrong. When I saw me, I went to the conference room without asking anything. If I didn’t know, I thought there was some ulterior secret between us: at least Lao Ye must have an ulterior secret in his heart.

Our boss is suspected.

"Do you mind wearing a mask?" Lao Ye turned on the computer screen while saying, "Someone in our department has been coughing."

"Oh! Okay. I'm sorry." After returning to work, I used to take off the mask when I talked to the big boss and Jocelyn alone. "Thank you."

This is mainly because Jocelyn will take off the mask first. It's a bit like a new era of disarming and entering the imperial city: so even if it violates the rules, I still do it. Today, because of the rush, I forgot to put it on immediately.

Lao Ye pays attention to rules. I wonder.

"You came here for Jessica Tan, right?"

I nodded calmly: "Rudra's computer has been taken away. Is it here to be investigated together?"

"Yes. But it's just a routine investigation. It should be over soon." He patted his forehead. "Ah, sorry. Should I pour you a glass of water first?"

"You are so kind. No need." I said with a smile.

Jessica Tan is the full name of Passerby. She is one of the Chinese colleagues in our department who often eats with An Ning, and previously talked to her alone about catching the inner ghost. "Jessica" in Singapore is running all over the place. Our company has several people, so when it comes to inter-departmental cooperation, it will be called by first name and last name.

I have a headache. She has a problem, so she can't pass by. B also...

wrong. At the beginning, the person in our department and passer-by C was passer-by B. If you get to the boss from Jessica, the first "vine" should be the peace of contact with passer-by Jessica. I lowered my posture and whispered, "Is it convenient to tell a little about it?"

Old Ye nodded: "Of course. What do you want to know?"

"I want to ensure the security of the information in the department. Who else needs my extra attention? I want to cooperate with your work as much as possible." I kept smiling.

"Well, it shouldn't matter, you are very careful." Old Ye smiled unexpectedly. "The clues we are currently tracing are from Wang Wenbin to Jessica Tan. It should be over here. After all, it's just a few separate documents. , It’s not a systematic data breach, generally speaking, there are not too many participants."

"That's it." I nodded. "Jessica is under my management, but not my direct subordinate. Would you like me to send my computer over?"

"There is no need, no need." Old Ye said, "Don't be nervous, Yao, this has nothing to do with you. If there is anything we need, we will notify you in advance. Today I went to get Rudra’s computer and it was specifically explained, and it doesn’t belong. Usually."

"Oh. Okay. I'm so sorry to bother you when you are so busy." I smiled and stood up, "If there is anything wrong, you can send me a message on the intranet, okay?"

"Of course. I will copy you a copy soon after the survey results come out." He left the keyboard with his typing hands from time to time, and stood up to send me away, "Uh, yes. Nice to meet you in person."

I elbowed him: "Nice to meet you, Benjamin."

I went back to the nineteenth floor.

"It's okay." I said, in a much more relaxed tone than before, "It should be okay. It is Jessica who is under investigation."

Lao Huang frowned, obviously not trying to understand: "Okay...but why did you take the boss's computer?"

"Someone frightens him, it shouldn't matter." I comforted.

But I haven't figured it out yet—how could Jessica get involved with passer-by C?

"Who frightened him?"

"They didn't say it." I deliberately said it vaguely. But who else, big boss. He could figure it out by thinking about it himself.

Old Huang looked at me with more and more complicated eyes: "Who are'they'?"

I took a breath, with some caution, squinted my eyes and said, "Xiuwen, you don't want to know."

"Okay, okay." Old Huang rolled his eyes indifferently. "But... Jessica, she is for the Philippines project. Is it because Wenbin's matter involves her?"

"It sounds like that. I'm still stuck in the puzzle, and I can't solve your puzzles now." I said. I have a credit for finding passer-by C. There are only a handful of people in the company who know about this, and I didn't even tell Huang. He didn't know this, so naturally he wouldn't ask too much.

My mood is far from being as relaxed as it appears on the outside.

Zeno said that human knowledge is like a circle, and the outside of the circle represents the unknown. The more you know, the bigger the circle and the more unknown. Now I fully understand why Socrates, his contemporary, would say "The only thing I know is that I don't know anything." This is almost how I feel right now.

The clues I got were so many that they became a mess. After Lao Huang left, I sat alone in the conference room for a long time. It is very irrational to rely on one clue to try to stitch with another clue. People can do this while reading mystery novels, but if someone really handles the case like this, It will only make the nose full of gray.

Any clues must be attached to the hard evidence, and I only have two things at hand, which can be confirmed as facts:

First, passer-by C gave Miss Pande the data of the Philippines project.

Second, the person under investigation is Jessica.

During this period of time, information was mixed and doubts abounded. If I look at everyone like an inner ghost, then I will be unable to work normally. Therefore, some things have been deliberately placed by me to free up the response to BCG and envisage countermeasures. time. However, I was like a flat-leaf boat, surrounded by treacherous clouds and raging dark tides. I couldn't leave the oars for a while.

I rubbed my head, thinking hard. The miscellaneous thoughts I left behind in the wind and waves are endless. How many can I salvage at this moment? For a time, many messy thoughts poured into my mind, and I managed to grasp a few places that were related to this.

For example, Kevin has now reached a certain degree of cooperation with Miss Pande, and Anning is probably not as innocent as I thought.

For another example, Huilin once reminded me that something was wrong in the department.

The phone shook. I suddenly regained consciousness, startled, it was the news from Huilin.

She sent two in a row:

"Are you still in the company?"

"Do you mind coming over? Jessica Tan is here with us."