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Knock knock…

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Arno frowned and hid his body in the shadow of the bookshelf in the corner.

"Crunch..."

With a slightly difficult sound, the door opened.

This was the first time that Arnold stood inside the door and saw the scene outside.

Not rainbow-colored, but an ordinary sight.

In other words, this space isolation is one-sided. The outside cannot see inside, but the inside can see outside.

This was a discovery, and Arnold kept it secretly in his mind, and he might need it some time in the future.

"Fortunately no one is there."

After about ten seconds, a man sneakily popped up from behind the door.

This is a middle-aged man, about thirty or forty years old, with an unremarkable appearance and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

He's the kind of person who doesn't leave any impression when put into a crowd.

Compared to Leia's stunning beauty, Arno felt that this was more in line with the inherent impression of a researcher.

If Leia seemed to have stepped out of the painting, then this middle-aged man also seemed to have stepped out of the painting.

However, Leia is the protagonist in the painting, and this middle-aged man is probably just a footnote.

"This time, I must get that bitch's research information."

"As long as I get the research information, I can rise to the top and no longer have to stay in that low-level laboratory."

"Maybe, even transferring to the science and technology department is not impossible."

The middle-aged man looked around and muttered something.

For a researcher, this is a no-brainer.

There are a lot of confidential memories sealed in their minds, so what they should do is talk as little as possible.

But for Arno, this is not a bad thing.

At least he knew the identity of the other party - the researcher on the third floor.

And he is still the kind of researcher who is frustrated.

"It seems that I am looking for some research information."

Arno watched the middle-aged man's movements silently.

He was flipping through the bookshelves that Arno had seen before.

"Yes."

After a while, the middle-aged man picked up a document with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"As long as I have this piece of information, I can have an advantage in this research."

"That stinky bitch probably hasn't published this information yet. As long as I publish it first, the credit will be mine."

The middle-aged man said without any shame as a researcher.

Arno secretly shook his head at the quality of the Empire's personnel.

"The research he just mentioned this time should be the research I want to know about."

"Thank you very much."

Arnold was not familiar with technological research, and it would take a lot of time to find it by himself.

Now he had a ready-made enemy to help him, which made him feel very grateful.

"Then it's time for me to go."

The middle-aged man didn't know that he was being targeted. He hurriedly put the document in his arms and opened the door to leave.

However, at this time, a hand was already on his shoulder.

"Hey, plagiarizing research results is wrong."

Arnuo looked at the back of the middle-aged man calmly and said calmly.

He could clearly feel that the moment his hand was placed on the middle-aged man's body, the middle-aged man's muscles tightened.

This is inevitable. After all, the things middle-aged men do now are too dirty and cannot be seen in the light.

If someone finds out, he will be engraved on the pillar of shame for the rest of his life.

Therefore, the middle-aged man was cautious when he came in.

However, he was obviously not careful enough and did not search the entire database carefully.

Now, it's time for middle-aged men to pay the price for their carelessness.

"Who are you? When were you here?"

The middle-aged man did not answer and said in a trembling voice.

As an older man, he looked too ugly.

But for Arnold, it doesn't matter.

No one cares about the state of a dead person during his last moments in this world.

"Goodbye, plagiarists."

Arno didn't even bother to talk nonsense to the middle-aged man. The blade on his cuff beautifully drew a line of silver light in the air.

Immediately, a touch of blood appeared.

"Gu... Gugu..."

Arno let go of his hand and watched the middle-aged man fall down, clutching his throat.

Until his death, he never saw the face of his killer.

“Easiness brings death.”

"Be more careful in your next life."

Arno took out the documents from the middle-aged man's arms.

"Although, even if you discover me in advance, you will only meet your own death early."

After saying this, Arnold began to look through the documents.

It has to be said that blind spots in knowledge can kill people.

Arno's lack of understanding of imperial technology made him less vigilant about many things.

For example - the database's atomic camera.

——

"well done."

In the room, Leia stretched and turned off the screen in front of her.

"The camera can probably be blocked for about half an hour, which is enough time for him to read the document."

"He's more capable than I imagined."

Leia tore open the package of instant coffee and poured it into her cup.

In the trash can next to her, I don’t know when there were a few new instant coffee bags.

"It's just that his lack of understanding of the empire's current technological methods will put him in crisis, even a fatal crisis."

Throwing the new instant coffee bag into the trash can, Leia rubbed her eyes.

"Just give him a heads up."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to those two people."

"It's really going to cause trouble for people."

Saying this, Leia opened the screen again.

At this time, it would take about an hour for her to hack into the database defense system.

This long time is enough.

Leia is both an insider and a professional electronics guru.

Only Queen Noya knows more about the loopholes in the empire's defense system than she does.

She dismissed everyone else, including those who now maintained this defense system.

——

Arno opened the first page of the document and saw it.

This is the name of the author of this document.

"Written by: Leah Criss..."

Arno slowly read the name.

It seems that she plays a very important role in this research.

Even other researchers risked their reputations to obtain her research information.

He has both status and strength, and he has the same surname as himself.

Such a person is too mysterious.

And many times, mystery represents danger.

That woman is dangerous.

More dangerous than anyone Arno had ever seen.

"What is her purpose?"

Arno thought.

However, there is no answer.

For the first time, he was plunged into a completely unknown situation.

The other party's purpose is unknown and his identity is unknown.

Such people are the most difficult to deal with.

"Just don't cause any trouble."

Arno muttered.

Coincidentally, at the moment when his voice just fell.

Here comes the trouble.