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Murong Wei observed Murong Lian's expression but chose not to expose her lies. Instead, he turned to Mo Ming and asked, "So, what have you all been busy with at the company? Why can't I reach Lian'er on the phone?"
"Because the phone ran out of battery," Mo Ming and Murong Lian said almost in unison.
"Haha... Look at you both, speaking in sync. Just one night, and you've developed such a rapport. That's great; letting you cultivate your relationship was the right decision. It's fine; we're all adults here..." It was quite unusual to see someone as serious as Murong Wei laugh joyfully like a child.
"Dad, what are you talking about? It's all nonsense," Murong Lian said, her face flushed. She stood up and said, "I'm full." With that, she went back upstairs to her room.
"Alright, I'm full too," Mo Ming cleared his throat a few times and said, "I want to check out what you've prepared for me. I think I can start working now."
"Okay, it's upstairs. I'll take you up."
The guest room upstairs in Murong Wei's house had become Mo Ming's room. When Mo Ming agreed to come to Nanhua City, he had requested Murong Wei to prepare some things he needed, and Murong Wei had everything ready.
Murong Wei led Mo Ming through the door and turned on the lights, dispelling the darkness in the room, revealing everything before them.
The entire room was spacious and structured like a suite, meaning there was a large living room, kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom outside, while inside the bedroom there was also a kitchen, living room, bathroom, and bedroom. The small suite had a three-bedroom layout.
"This will be your room from now on. Are you satisfied?" Murong Wei entered and turned back to smile at Mo Ming. "If you need anything else, just have Aunt Xiang take care of it. You don't have to worry about money; just buy what you need. I may not have much, but I do have money."
"Ha!" Mo Ming scoffed and contemptuously raised his middle finger. "Alright, no need to brag about how wealthy you are; it's unnecessary. I'm not very particular about money as long as it's enough to spend. The equipment in this room is already complete; there's nothing else I need to buy—just make sure you prepare what I want."
"Don't worry; I went through a lot of connections to get what you need shipped from the United States. It's already in the room," Murong Wei said as he walked toward a door. He opened it and turned on the light, looking at Mo Ming as he said, "The items are inside; I haven't touched them since they arrived. Check if everything is complete."
Mo Ming walked into the room filled with boxes containing everything he needed. Seeing these items filled him with excitement and a long-lost sense of familiarity.
"Oh, baby!" Mo Ming opened one of the boxes and saw a computer inside. He touched it and said to Murong Wei, "Alright, assembling these things will take some time. You should go take a shower first; once I'm done assembling everything, I'll call you."
Murong Wei nodded and replied, "Okay, take your time; I'll go take a shower now." With that, he left the room.
These items are all used by Mo Ming for hacking activities and are currently in an unassembled state. Inside, there are small supercomputers capable of handling large data volumes and high-speed computations that regular personal computers cannot manage, totaling four units. Mo Ming quickly assembled them and arranged them on the computer desk, then proceeded to set up some other high-tech products.
"By the way, I also have the local area network devices I created myself; the virtual network devices are still in the suitcase!"
Mo Ming hurried to the master bedroom to look for them, and sure enough, they were there. It turned out that the entire suitcase contained no clothes at all, just two electrical boxes that had never been seen on the market, which were the local area network and virtual network devices made by Mo Ming himself.
With these two items, Mo Ming was familiar with the process and quickly assembled everything that was still in the boxes according to the specified format. After moving the remaining empty boxes to another room, he finally completed the setup.
"Hehe, this will be my studio from now on. The long-awaited hacker life, I'm back!" Mo Ming looked around at the room filled with equipment, filled with joy. Since he caused Meteor Cloud Corporation to go bankrupt last time, the police in Island Nation had been keeping a close eye on him, and he had not dared to engage in hacking activities again until now when he could finally showcase his skills once more.
Mo Ming powered on the already assembled small supercomputer, which immediately began working. He opened the local area network and virtual network devices, and the supercomputer instantly started processing data.
The entire computer screen displayed a flurry of numbers at a rapid pace; the overwhelming amount of data was dazzling. However, Mo Ming felt no concern; instead, he experienced a sense of excitement.
After scanning all the data, Mo Ming rapidly typed a series of codes on the keyboard with incredible speed. The computer was also extremely fast; now Mo Ming had created many virtual networks and was infiltrating local communication companies.
"Hey, Murong Wei." Mo Ming chuckled and directly called Murong Wei using the communication company's computer. After waiting for a while, the call finally connected. Thinking of playing a prank, he said, "Dear user, hello! It is a quiet evening; if you feel lonely during this long night, please press 1..."
Before Mo Ming could finish his teasing, Murong Wei hung up, clearly annoyed. Perhaps tonight he would call the higher-ups at the communication company to complain about such nonsense—why would a good company engage in such dirty business?
"Interesting; Murong Wei must be feeling quite frustrated right now," Mo Ming couldn't help but laugh heartily while holding his stomach. After laughing for a while and forcing himself to stop, Mo Ming dialed Murong Wei's number again. This time, before Mo Ming could say anything, Murong Wei exploded in anger.
"What’s your name? I’ll complain to your higher-ups shortly; this is unacceptable..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ming burst into laughter. After a moment of silence on Murong Wei's end, he helplessly said, "Mo Ming? Is that you? Isn't this number from the communication company?"
"Hahaha, yes, it's me, Mo Ming... Haha..." Mo Ming said a few words but couldn't help laughing again.
"Is everything assembled?" Murong Wei asked.
"Yes, you can come over now."
Mo Ming stopped laughing, and after finishing, exited the communication company's system. He quickly typed on the keyboard, adding some complex garbled processing to the call log with Murong Wei before erasing it to prevent the other party from recovering the data.
For Mo Ming's hacking activities this time, the other side did not notice anything amiss, as there were no alerts from the network equipment, making it a complete stealth operation.
After hanging up the phone, Murong Wei soon arrived, followed by Murong Lian, who said she wanted to see how capable the Island Nation Actor was.
"Old Man Murong, you’re here?" Mo Ming turned to look at Murong Wei and noticed Murong Lian was also present. He smiled and said, "Oh, Miss Murong has graced us with her presence. How flattering! Did you miss me?"
Currently, Murong Lian was wearing only a thin red nightgown, her graceful figure barely concealed. Having just taken a shower, her hair was still damp, exuding a unique allure.
"Go away, who misses you? Shameless! I'm here to see you make a fool of yourself," Murong Lian retorted disdainfully.
Mo Ming chuckled and replied, "Alright then, if you want to see me make a fool of myself, just stay by my side. I believe one day I will embarrass myself, but not now. Maybe it will be when I get dementia."
"Enough of your bickering as soon as you meet," Murong Wei interjected. "There’s plenty of time for that later; let’s focus on the matter at hand!"
Murong Lian crossed her arms in annoyance but refrained from further retorts. Seeing this, Mo Ming shrugged and turned back to the keyboard, typing away. "Today I went to the company and got a good understanding of the staff."
"The entire company has over thirty people including Murong Lian—fifteen women and fifteen men—a balanced state. I won’t delve into that too much. I took a look around and interacted with some people..."
Murong Lian scoffed and said, "Interact? More like you flirted with a few female employees."
"Lian'er, don’t interrupt!" Murong Wei scolded.
Mo Ming shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and said, "Alright, I approached a few female employees and inquired about the recent theft of creative ideas in the company. I noticed some of them had strange expressions, so I tentatively labeled them as virtual spies."
"Among them, Qiu Lan can be ruled out," Mo Ming directly excluded Qiu Lan.
"On what basis do you rule her out? Has she become your girlfriend, and you're starting to protect her?" Murong Lian mocked.
Mo Ming's expression turned serious, and his voice grew cold as he said, "I hope you refrain from gossiping. You can say whatever you want about me, but don't involve others, understand? Not everyone thinks as dirty as you do. I ruled out Qiu Lan because she is just an intern on probation and has no access to important confidential information in the advertisements, let alone leaking it."
Murong Lian initially wanted to argue back but hesitated when she realized Mo Ming seemed like a different person. She decided not to retort further, though for the sake of pride, she still huffed and turned her head away.
"Continue," Murong Wei said.
"Naturally, Murong Lian wouldn't steal her own secrets to sell to others. After ruling out Qiu Lan, that leaves twenty-eight employees who are all suspects. As for the other intern, Cheng Lan, she cannot be ruled out because she is the cousin of the advertising director Cheng Siyuan and may have access to the confidential advertising ideas."
"Mm, that analysis makes sense," Murong Wei nodded and said, "I believe the mole should be someone from upper management since the leaked confidential documents included internal files from my Murong Clan that ordinary employees wouldn't have access to."
"Your hypothesis aligns with normal logical reasoning; however, it is not always the case. Often, what people overlook are those details. Until we find the mole, I think everyone else remains a suspect," Mo Ming revealed a hidden smile and said, "Moreover, I think I might have guessed the identity of that mole!"
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