Two weeks later.

Imperial Driel.

Fisher removed his eyes from the high-powered telescope, rubbed his itchy eyes, and took a sip from his glass. Winterfell also had technology similar to the near-pupil eyepieces, but Angela didn't have time to adjust them, and Fisher only felt itchy when he put them on, so he never tried again. Now it is also possible to rely on external devices for monitoring.

Chris walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and motioned for a shift change, Fisher nodded, walked to the table and sat down, crossed his legs on the table, felt for a cigarette on it, and scratched his head as he looked at the map in front of the desk that was covered with dense strips of paper.

A week ago, several people revisited Driel to keep an eye on Derrille's Titan Corporation. After all, this is where Renault was taken and where the incident began, and there is no problem with monitoring from here.

Angela walked over and stuck a needle in his neck, and the new med gun looked even smaller.

Fisher's eyes widened and she glanced back at her, and she spread her hands, "Prevent lung cancer." Fisher rolled his eyes and slipped the cigarette into the ashtray that was already full of cigarette butts.

There was a knock on the door, and several people looked at each other, and Fisher drew his pistol, opened the safe, and put his finger on the trigger guard. As long as it's in the mission, his secondary weapon is always in the loading position, and pushing down the safety can make people look good. He walked lightly to the door, took out a retractable dentist-like speculum, leaned against the door in the direction of the door, and placed the speculum on the cat's eye. This time, there was no monitoring equipment installed outside the stronghold, after all, there was a dead Titan group on the other side, and as long as it was an electronic device, it could always be easily detected.

Fisher closed the safe, opened the door, and walked in with Bell, who was holding the lunch, Fisher closed the door with a "bang", and gently turned the doorknob to open a crack in the door, leaning on the second vision, he checked to see if there was a tail, and finally closed the door gently.

Fisher rubbed the disfigurement on his face, a little itchy. After all, he is now a wanted criminal of the Federation and the Empire, and if he is not careful, he may be recognized by the surveillance portrait on the road.

Bell walked into the room, put the bento on the table, and took out his dagger and placed it on the table. He took out a document bag from the middle of the lunch box and threw it on the table: "All the materials they discarded were crushed and incinerated, and they were not contracted to a third party for disposal." ”

Fisher frowned.

"But there is good news, I went to the homes of several employees and found some information, which has not been put together yet, and may be useful. Let's fight while eating. As he spoke, he picked up the bento and set aside his chopsticks.

Fisher and Angela walked over and opened the file bag, poured out the shredded materials inside, and began to spell it out. Chris stood motionless in front of the telescope, continuing to monitor the situation at the Titan's door.

There is not a lot of information, and there are even fewer parts that can be put together.

Fisher frowned and put the information together, and soon he had three and a half sheets. He glanced at the data and put it together, just some lab reports, or even just some rather low-end, perhaps valuable in the eyes of other tech companies, but in terms of Titan's capabilities, these were just some outdated drizzles. He shook his head, "It's useless. Somewhat frustrated, he walked back to his position and spread out in his chair.

After coming for a week, to be honest, there was too little useful information to be obtained, and although a table was put together, it was not particularly helpful for their next actions. More of the idea is just to have the attitude of preferring to be indiscriminate and looking for loopholes.

If you have enough time, you can find what you need. The problem is that the most lacking thing for several people right now is time.

I communicated with my hometown before and learned that Renault can be awake for less than 20 minutes a day.

Fisher gritted his teeth, "We need to take a risk and get straight into the Titans." ”

"Now we don't have enough information to disguise a reasonable person to enter Titan, and it's only a matter of time before it's exposed." Chris said without looking back.

"That's right! Besides, we don't even know what to look for now, at least we have to go into the computer room or the archives, right? However, the computer room is an intranet, and the archives room is guarded by layers, so how can they enter? Bell shrugged and gobbled down his bento.

"I know you're in a hurry, and I'm in a hurry. But we have to be careful about it. The opponent is the world's largest multinational company, as you have seen before, it is not a good stubble. Angela pressed her hand on Fisher's back and whispered.

Fisher raised an eyebrow, turning back to look at the three papers on the table. He took a closer look at the date, the level of secrecy, and the contents of the item.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and he reassembled a few pieces of paper. "Wait, look at this!" The irrepressible excitement in his voice.

The first to run over was Angela, followed by Chris who threw the high-powered telescope in his hand, and Bell maintained a confused expression, with rice on the corner of his mouth.

"You see, I don't know where Bell got such good luck, the three reports spelled together the same batch of reports of the same experiment, the earliest one was a year and a half ago, and the latest one was four months ago, and their level of secrecy is gradually decreasing."

Angela frowned, she hadn't figured out what was so special about it.

Chris lifted his glasses and showed an uncertain expression, "You mean to say they're selling ......"

"That's right! That's it! Most of them are selling Titan's trade secrets to other companies! Although Titan is already gradually reducing the security level of these reports, it may not be long before they are unlocked. But until then, the technology at the top of any industry must be very valuable. Especially for those small companies that are about to be crushed by the Titans, it is hope. "Small companies don't necessarily have the talent to be developers, but there's a good chance they won't have enough money to support their splurge. After all, the beginning of every study starts with profligacy.

"I'm going to check which one they're contacting." Angela picked up the PDA and stepped aside.

"Chris, you keep watching."

"What about you?"

"I'm hungry"

……

Either way, a dead horse is a live horse doctor. That's what Fisher thinks, and now that time is tight, he doesn't even know what to investigate. I can only take risks and cannot afford to delay.

"Be careful not to be counter-tracked." Fisher reminds Angela that it could also be a smoke bomb released by the Titan, be careful not to make a big mistake.

Angela nodded.

Fisher picked up the bento on the table, put aside his chopsticks, and thought to himself that this might be a live move, so it would be up to him to see how he went. Whether it is to start with these three Titan Group staff members who may have hidden different intentions, or from those Titan Company competitors who have been defeated in the last battle, it may be a good choice.

He took pictures of the three half-sheets of the documents one by one and sent them back to Bermuda on an encrypted channel. He couldn't read what was said in the paper, but he knew that masters such as Moore must have been insightful. In this way, the more information you have, the more beneficial it will be for your next activities.