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."

"If it's inconvenient, then never mind. I know you must have some confidential things

materials. It's all newly released

the case. Anything critical was kept at home and never left in

her office

open space with a predominantly feminine decoration. Soft white tones, a snow-white leather sofa with

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

talented individuals, but

very well that Joyce, as a young marshal, was a sharpshooter with an accuracy of

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time, I like to doodle,"

was even more amazed

on a metallic sphere displayed

him

metallic sphere, a sudden tingling electric current passed through

Joyce whispered, "Don't touch

as she

into the air and unfolded its wings, hovering in mid-air. Faint buzzing sounds could

and instinctively asked, "What is

and don't move!" Joyce warned, "This is a sensor metal sphere. It releases

shocked. He had just tried to pull Joyce

hurriedly took a step

froze in mid-air, and he looked slightly embarrassed. "I-I just don't want you to get

"It's fine. This metal sphere is meant to protect me. Once triggered, it determines if someone approaching me poses a threat and then it releases an electric shock to incapacitate them. So, don't

had helped her tremendously; otherwise, she would have fallen into

there was not only admiration but also understanding. "Impressive high-tech stuff. I've truly broadened

At that moment,

other treasures? Can you show me?" Clint asked, pointing to a metal rod inside a glass display case. "What is this? The material looks