Chu Shao, we have discovered the source of the intercepted information from the company's database. It is in Country B." The steward respectfully placed the documents in front of Cen Xiuzhi and said.

"B Country?" Cen Xiuzhi picked it up and flipped through a few pages, furrowing his brows as he asked, "Is there no way to investigate the specific IP address?"

The other party shook their head.

Cen Xiu fell silent.

In fact, he had already guessed that the malicious attacks on Chu Group's network headquarters originated from the data manipulated by Su Che. However, despite ordering an investigation that lasted for a month, they couldn't find any relevant evidence at all. If this continued, it was only a matter of time before Chu Group would be brought down.

There is no foolproof plan in this world. The only possibility that Cen Xiuzhi could think of was that Su Che brought his own system with him when he crossed over.

The system was originally a necessary setting for the space station maintenance staff to complete world missions. However, since Cen Xiuzhi's current mission world type was of a personal nature rather than a space station work task, even though he was the chief of the space station, he did not have the authority to control the system of the interstellar headquarters. When he arrived here, he only brought a wristwatch-shaped world transition control adjuster.

If used properly, the system is like a cheat code artifact. The common mode is to obtain points based on the host's task completion rate, and use these points to purchase various VIP services to help them more easily achieve their world goals. Since Cen Xiuzhi encountered such strong resistance during his investigation, besides Su Che's use of the system for concealment, he couldn't think of any other possibilities.

If he were to use a cheat-like system to oppose him, the complexity of the situation would be even more troublesome than imagined. Cen Xiuzhi couldn't help but rub his temples in frustration.

It has been so many days since that chase incident, and I have no idea what Gu Jin is doing now.

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"Click."

The door was gently pushed open. Gu Jin slowed his steps and double-checked that there was no one behind him before walking up to the spacious and sturdy desk. He then gently pulled open the drawer.

The topmost layer is where Gu's Group's documents are placed, which are the drawers that Gu Lin usually organizes when he works.

Gu Jin took out the documents and placed them neatly under a layer of paper, about two to three centimeters thick, then pressed them with his hand, making the files appear smooth and new, as if they had never been touched.

After finishing these tasks, Gu Jin closed the drawer and walked around the office desk and chairs. Just as he was about to open the door, the doorknob in front of him was pushed down. Gu Jin's eyes sharpened as the door was opened from the outside, revealing the face of Gu Jing.

There was a flicker of something in the assistant's eyes, and he leaned down towards Gu Jin, saying, "Young Master."

Gu Jin just stared at him, without saying a word or making any movement. His gaze was chilling, his face dark and gloomy. The icy and piercing look seemed as if it could transform into a sharp blade and scrape away a layer of flesh from Gu Jing's wrinkled old face.

Gu Jing's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Did the Young Master come to the study to see the Master for a specific reason?"

The corners of Gu Jin's lips curved into a faint arc. "It's nothing," he said, then walked out without looking at him again.

After dinner in the evening, the clear blue sky that had stretched for miles in the afternoon suddenly became covered with thick dark clouds, and the enormous sound of thunder seemed to bring a sudden, lively atmosphere to Gu Manor, which had remained completely silent for three whole months.

Assistant received a summons from Gu Lin and arrived at the study. Gu Lin's face was gloomy and pale, his lips tightly pressed into a straight line. The last time Assistant saw Gu Lin in such a state was when he learned of Xia Ran's death. Assistant's heart tightened in nervousness, "Sir, what business do you have with Gu Jing?"