Realizing this, the techs in the room all wore complicated expressions, feeling even more ashad inside.
Turns out they’d been petty and snide for half the day, and the girl hadn’t even noticed what they’d been saying.
The vice-captain, however, had no ti to worry about that. He only wanted to find the prisoner Stella Monroe as soon as possible.
The Vanguard had been around for so long, and this was the first ti soone had escaped after already being locked up inside.
The responsibility on his shoulders was huge.
"Miss Monroe, please help us check the surveillance footage."
The others all nodded along. At this mont, they’d already started treating Sumr Monroe as the boss.
Even without the vice-captain saying anything, Sumr was going to check the surveillance; that was exactly why she’d co.
Sumr gave a brief "mm," and, without even needing the mouse, went straight to keyboard controls and pulled up the surveillance records.
But to everyone’s shock, the surveillance records were completely blank. Forget the footage from that day—even all the earlier recordings had vanished without a trace.
"How could this be..." Sumr froze for a second, picked up the mouse, and refreshed the page again to make sure.
The folder was still utterly empty.
It wasn’t the computer lagging—the records were really gone.
Sumr bit her lip, stubbornly clicking the mouse, trying to recover the recordings.
But after a round of operations, the video files were simply untraceable on the computer.
Unwilling to give up, Sumr tried a few more tis, entered several lines of code, but still couldn’t get them back.
She finally confird it: the footage... really couldn’t be recovered.
"How could this happen?" The tech team leader went to another computer to check, but the situation was exactly the sa as on Sumr’s side.
All the footage had been wiped.
"Let try." Another team mber volunteered.
Sumr stood up, face dark, and said, "Don’t bother. You won’t find it."
The tech leader asked Sumr in confusion, "Boss, even you can’t recover it?"
Sumr nodded. "It was wiped by ."
"What?" The vice-captain stared, eyes wide with shock.
Sumr let out a sigh and explained, "The person who infiltrated the system is too cunning. The virus they slipped in through the vulnerability doesn’t just crash the system—it can also delete all files on the computer. But for the deletion protocol to trigger, you first have to break and remove that virus. It’s a kind of defense chanism."
The tech leader said thoughtfully, "I’ve heard of this thod. To crack the virus, you have to crack the code. But once you crack it successfully, everything on the computer gets automatically wiped and is permanently irreversible. In other words, no matter what we do, we’ll never be able to access that segnt of surveillance footage."
Another tech slapped his hand and said, "The number one on the hacker leaderboard used this exact trick to win first place in the International Hacker Competition! Could it be his handiwork?"
"Number one on the hacker leaderboard?" Sumr asked. "What’s that?"
"Do you know about the international dark web?"
Sumr shook her head. "No."
"I’ll write down the URL for you. Check it out when you get back, you’ll understand." As he spoke, the leader quickly scribbled a web address on a piece of paper and handed it to Sumr.
Sumr reached out to take it, and with just one glance, she’d already morized it.
She handed the paper back to the tech leader, her gaze falling onto the computer desktop.
Her opponent... was actually this strong?
For the first ti in her life, she felt an unbearably heavy sense of powerlessness and confusion.
Sumr closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then turned to the vice-captain and said, "I’m sorry for wasting your ti. I’ll head back first."
There was an irrepressible disappointnt in her tone.
Disappointnt in herself.
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