014 Tracking

Olivia Taylor thought her job was to protect Tobias Perkins.

After they got married, she assumed her duty was to be protected by Tobias Perkins.

Stronger people would be by his side, and she was willing to hide behind him, to be a well-behaved and obedient wife. Even though they became less intimate in this kind of life.

When she just started doing experiments in the laboratory, no matter how late it was, Tobias Perkins would wait for her. Sometimes, he would rush over to pick her up and they would go home together.

Sometimes, Tobias Perkins would sneak back from a wine party. She could even smell the mixture of cigar smoke and alcohol scent on him, but Tobias Perkins would still say to her:

"I came especially to pick you up, Olivia. How could I let you go home alone?"

Memories mixed with the humming noise inside the car, Olivia Taylor felt a little annoyed. She was about to turn on the car stereo to listen to some music, but noticed something was wrong in the rearview mirror.

The car at the left rear had been following her for a long time.

If it were just a regular tail, that would be fine. But this car always stayed behind her. Regardless of how fast Olivia Taylor drove, this car always kept the perfect distance. The distance even prevented other cars from cutting in, thus obstructing the line of sight between the two cars.

"Is it a tail?" Olivia Taylor said to herself. She noted the license plate number in the rearview mirror, looked at the road ahead, loosened the gas pedal, and suddenly made a U-turn at the next crossroad.

Faced with the gap between the two cars and the sudden change of direction, the following car was caught off guard and slowed down a bit allowing the two cars to pass by each other.

The car opposite was extremely cautious. The car windows were tightly sealed with privacy films. Such a vehicle could not go on the road. Clearly, they were deliberately tailing her in an area without surveillance for traffic violations.

Olivia Taylor thought: "Again, another parasite after the medicine." They looked pitiful and funny in her eyes.

Since she couldn't see who they were, Olivia would just take another route to the laboratory. All roads lead to Rome. It was nothing more than the difference between this turn and the next crossroad.

She knew that the people who had come were prepared and very professional. But as long as she chose the right route, even if they could keep up, it didn't mean they could keep it up.

Meanwhile, in the laboratory.

Tobias Perkins still kept Willard Winter by his side, as he looked around the laboratory. It was'tidy, thanks to Olivia Taylor's cleanup. Her laboratory was one of the safest in NEO, and no ordinary people could easily enter.

Here, many victorious "treasures" were hidden.

He strode toward the book cabinet in the lab. This cabinet was opaque, and each section had its own lock to safeguard the files inside. Since Tobias Perkins could get in, he had the authority to unlock each lock in here.

Tobias Perkins casually picked up a file. It recorded a virus formula's name, molecular composition, synthesis steps, and the results of multiple subsequent experiments. It even contained the final report.

All these files were written by Olivia Taylor, and she welcomed it with much attention.

"Winter, do you think we can find it here?"

Willard Winters lowered his head and said: "Hard to say, hiding in plain sight is just a possibility."

"It's not hard to say, it's definitely not here." Tobias Perkins put the file back into the cabinet, patted his hands as if to dust off, "Olivia is meticulous, she wouldn't mix any reagents or misplace any medicine names. If it's here, according to the alphabetical order, we should find it first."

Aisniel, a precious recipe in the world, wasn't just worth a fortune, but the tremendous benefits it could bring would make anyone covet it.

"No need to waste effort here. Olivia is not stupid, they are not stupid either." Tobias Perkins then sat on the chair used for experimenting. This chair wasn't comfortable, and it was hard and pinpointed every point where it made contact.

Tobias Perkins pondered: How did Olivia manage to work in such an uncomfortable chair for so long?

"Director Perkins, aren't you here to find the recipe?" Willard Winter asked doubtfully when he saw Tobias Perkins sitting straight.

"No, I'm here to find Olivia." Tobias Perkins reclined back, leaning on his hands. His back ached.

"But your mission is to trace." Tobias Perkins glanced around the room. "This place is a target for attacks, not only by those who should be here but also those who shouldn't. Check to see if you can find any clues."

Willard Winter soon started working. He took out his laptop and set it on a flat spot.

The room had many electronic defense systems established through firewalls. The advantage of this system was that once attacked, it would leave behind marks just like a wall with a bullet hole would, no matter how much you patched it up, you could always find traces of gunpowder around.

NEO was a top-notch organization. Naturally, they had the tightest security system. To put it more bluntly, Olivia Taylor's lab was as solid as a prison.

Yet still, some had unrealistic fantasies about the "treasures" hidden inside.

"Opposing NEO isn't very wise." Willard Winter stared at the computer screen, typing code rapidly. "Director Perkins is ruthless. It's hard for anyone to leave here safely."

Tobias Perkins totally agreed. He was fully aware of how many lives it took for Luke Perkins to reach this position today. While grasping NEO, he never loosened up on the Rising Sun Group.

Luke Perkins was a bloodthirsty fierce tiger.

"No matter how cruel, some people still find trouble for themselves. But that's up to you, to let me know who has been having a hard time lately." Tobias Perkins took out his pocket watch and constantly fiddled with it.

Winters gave Tobias Perkins a simple response. He was always like this. He never said one word more than necessary.

But his expression grew serious when he saw the data popping out on the screen one by one. He frowned, obviously, the result was not what he expected.

Tobias Perkins glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"Someone broke into the system through the firewall, but no warnings were sent by the system." Willard Winter analyzed the data, "they accessed not from the internal accounts, but an unauthorized user. They bypassed all our checks, and directly accessed the core."