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."

lit up with anticipation. "If it's inconvenient, then

"It's alright, my office doesn't have any classified materials. It's all

was the case. Anything critical was kept at home and never left in the office. So, there

towards her office and opened the

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

the desk, there were three computer screens and an electronic drawing board, making

everything yourself?" Clint sighed. He had encountered many talented individuals,

marshal, was a sharpshooter with an accuracy of 0. 01 millimeters. Although he hadn't witnessed it

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had also been a dazzling rising star in

free time, I like to doodle,"

more

on a metallic sphere displayed

made him unable to

a sudden tingling electric current passed

Joyce whispered,

as

air and unfolded its

and instinctively

and don't move!" Joyce warned, "This is a sensor

even more shocked. He had just tried to

took a step back.

mid-air, and he looked slightly embarrassed.

me poses a threat and then it releases an electric shock to incapacitate them. So, don't come near me.

sphere had helped her tremendously; otherwise, she would have

Clint's eyes, there was not only admiration but also understanding. "Impressive high-tech stuff. I've

the alarm device. At that moment, the metal sphere slowly descended from the air and returned

me?" Clint asked, pointing to a metal rod inside a glass display case. "What is this? The material