Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 105

The next day, Danielle and David boarded their private jets and returned home.

Usually, David had to work on the plane when he was on a business trip, so the signal on the plane was no worse than the signal on land.

He took out his computer and logged into the Black Web. This system was developed by Danielle. It was also because of this system that the Black Web developed so quickly.

This was a very large information bank. There were all kinds of information inside, including dead people, extinct animals, or all kinds of treasures.

In the Black Web, the access to information was determined by one’s identity level. The higher the level, the more privileges one had. However, Danielle didn’t need to worry about these restrictions. After all, she founded the Black Web, including this system. She wanted to check the butler’s information herself. Now that the enemy was in the dark and she was in the light, this feeling made her extremely unhappy.

Her fair fingers typed lines of code on the computer. Her speed was very fast, and the code on the computer screen quickly scrolled.

her typing. Seeing the code scrolling on the computer screen and the system Danielle had logged in, he understood

Black Web, and he went to the Black Web’s office

code is very similar to Knight’s. If she’s Knight, wouldn’t she be the mysterious founder of the Black

Danielle knew David’s thoughts, she might give him a thumbs up. His analysis was

from the butler appeared on her computer. After a

by the assassin exactly, and

Is this the Black Web’s system? Why does the operation of these codes look so familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere before." In the quiet

looked at Patrick. Only then did she realize that there was a group of people surrounding

a hacker. Your skills seem to be quite good. My computer skills are also quite good. Do you want to compete?" Patrick’s eyes shone brightly as he

for trouble." Taylor was aware of Danielle’s identity. Danielle’s computer skills were unmatched. She could dominate to the point where

Mr. Charrington, I have the best

thought, ’What a joke. Other than losing to Mr. Charrington, I have yet