You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1938: Everything Will Be Considered in the Long Run

"No need, let's just take a stroll. You go eat," Joyce waved her hand, signaling Jude to leave. After Jude left, Joyce and Munin took the elevator upstairs and walked around the office area.

"It's quite large-scaled. I never expected you, being so young, to have achieved so much," Clint praised, "And as a woman, it's rare to see someone like you interested in high technology."

"Hehe, couldn't find any other hobbies. So, I study these things," Joyce casually chuckled. But in reality, she preferred car design. It had been a while since she last worked on it, but she had some ideas itching in her mind. The application of intelligence in cars, including artificial intelligence, was indeed a great idea.

"The police said you're skilled in artificial intelligence. Do you really have no recollection at all?" Joyce asked again.

Clint replied, "I can't remember anything at all. But when I walked in just now and saw the promotional materials on your wall about high-tech security systems, it gave me a sense of familiarity. I think I must be interested."

Joyce shrugged and smiled, "It would be a shame if you had forgotten your extraordinary skills."

Clint didn't mind, "I'll remember eventually."

As they walked, the employees they passed greeted Joyce respectfully.

"Miss Joyce, hello."

"Good morning, Miss Joyce!"

Joyce responded with a gentle smile.

"Your subordinates hold great respect for you," Clint glanced back at a few employees who seemed ordinary. They were probably just grassroots staff. The person who possessed the key technology must be Jude, who had left earlier.

Suddenly, Clint pointed ahead, "Is that your office at the innermost part?"

Joyce nodded, "Yes."

inconvenient, then never mind. I know you must have some confidential things that shouldn't be seen

classified materials. It's all

home and never left in the office. So, there was nothing

led Munin towards her office and

predominantly feminine decoration. Soft white tones, a snow-white leather

desk, there were three computer screens and an electronic drawing board, making it look more like a

many talented individuals, but he had never seen a

he knew very well that Joyce, as a young marshal, was a sharpshooter with an accuracy of 0. 01 millimeters.

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his investigation was correct, Joyce had also been a dazzling rising

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fell on

texture made him unable

metallic sphere, a sudden tingling

whispered, "Don't

as

metal sphere soared into the air and unfolded its wings, hovering in mid-air. Faint buzzing

and instinctively asked, "What is

a sensor

more shocked. He had just tried to pull

step back. "Don't touch

slightly embarrassed. "I-I just don't want you to get

someone approaching me poses a threat and then it releases an electric shock to incapacitate them. So,

she would have fallen into Otis' hands

only admiration but also

took out a remote control and deactivated the alarm device. At that moment, the metal sphere slowly descended from the air and returned

any other treasures? Can you show me?" Clint asked, pointing to