Chapter 23 In-depth

Chicago, Carey Tech Creative.

Jay flew into Chicago around 9:00 a.m. and finding the company's headquarters wasn't too much of a struggle since it was a bit of a conspicuous presence in the city. The 108-story modern high-rise rises from the ground, the outer glass is dark tan, and it almost stands out from the surrounding buildings. It is not easy to ignore it.

He walked into the hall on the first floor and saw that the company's electronic LOGO was being assembled in 3D on the suspended screen in the hall's centre. Above his head, a beautiful electronically synthesised female voice resounded loudly, telling the story in a soft voice—the glory and history of this company. A dignified lady is sitting at the front desk of the lobby. Every employee entering the company must punch in the machine before her.

Jay looked around, and his eyes fell on the fat man with his legs crossed on the sofa in the hall. He was wearing a decent suit, but he seemed to be on the verge of being punctured by his chubby belly, and he still hadn't given up his efforts in this direction—fried chicken from a fast-food restaurant across the street.

But it wasn't his eye-catching physique that attracted Jay; the guy's brand name was pinned to his waist. The fat man hung his name tag on his nearly broken waistband and dragged the lower half on the seat. Jay tried his best to pretend that he was inadvertently wandering near him, and after looking around to make sure no one noticed, in less than half a second, he flashed to the fat man's side at high speed, slid away from the famous brand, and then returned as if nothing was wrong. He whistled in place. The fat man was still taking care of his breakfast without realising it.

Jay lowered his head and swiped his card among the other employees, seemingly lucky to not meet the fat man's acquaintance. When he came to the second floor along the escalator, he saw the fat man in the hall getting his breakfast and walking to the front desk from a distance, but he was surprised to find that his brand name was gone.

Jay said sorry, man, it's an emergency; you have to give yourself a day off now and then.

Mr Reynolds specifically marked Carey Tech Creative's "quantum R&D department" in his handwriting, and he didn't explain why, but Jay thought it might be a good entry point for his investigation. He paid particular attention to the navigation map in the lobby. This so-called "Quantum R&D Department" seemed to be on the 40th floor, so he took the elevator and went straight to the 40th floor.

The elevator stopped on the 40th floor with a "dang" sound, the elevator door slowly slid open, and the scene that came into his eyes seemed a little different from what he expected. There is only one straight aisle outside the elevator, with metal door panels embedded on both sides of the aisle, each with an electronic lock that looks like high-end technology. But the eeriest part is the lighting on this floor - a long strip of blue light is neatly embedded in the ceiling of the aisle, a dim and mysterious blue glow covering the entire gallery, reminiscent of old-fashioned horror movies Rendering shot in.

Jay stepped out of the elevator and tried to scan left and right with his X-sight, only to find that the walls on both sides were filled with lead elements, making him even more suspicious. Who else but Lex Luthor would do this in their own company?

He was hesitating whether he should force his way into any one of the rooms in a rude way to see what was inside, but the elevator had already carried another person up this floor.

A black man wearing round-rimmed glasses and a researcher's white gown appeared behind the door with the sound of the elevator "ding". He saw Jay freeze for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Uh... new intern? I guess I'm just lost."

"No one else is allowed to enter this department unless there are special circumstances." The other party looked at him suspiciously, "Show me your work permit."

Showing him a work permit wasn't one of the following outflowing courseourse; Jay knew how different he was from the fat guy in the photo in his hand. He hesitated half a second about whether to knock this guy unconscious, but he quickly ruled out the idea. There should be surveillance footage here, and he doesn't want to make too much noise for now.

"Okay, actually, I'm... uh... a reporter." Jay rummaged through his jacket pocket to find the temporary work pass Perry had given him and handed it to him, but I also think this reasoning is a bit silly a second later.

The black man took the card and looked at it for a moment: "The Daily Planet? From the Metropolis? Then you are far away."

"Because I have heard the name of your company for a long time, I hoped to have a chance to see it a long time ago, so I made a special trip to take advantage of the opportunity of the summer internship," Jay said, paused, and changed the topic. Said, "Is this your 'quantum R&D department'? I have long heard that you are the industry leader in this area, which is also the part that interests me the most."

The black man returned the work card to him, grinning and showing a kind and friendly smile: "Yes, I am the person in charge of this section. Kevin Morgan, you can call me Kevin. Do you want to interview the content of quantum research and development? Then you It hit ple."

"Well, then I guess I'm quite lucky."

"Very lucky." He put his arms around Jay's shoulders affectionately. He pulled him into the elevator, "You must be wondering why this floor in our department looks so weird, but that's because we don't usually work here just. The navigation map in the lobby says that this floor belongs to us only. Since we are so connected, I can make an exception to show you where we work."

Jay noticed that he pressed the button at the bottom of the elevator, two steps lower than the button on the first floor. Even for the inexperienced him, the current development is extraordinary. The guy who claimed to be the head of the department forced him into the elevator almost without any explanation and was a little too enthusiastic.

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Jay remained unmoved for a while, hoping he might be getting close to the most crucial part. Maybe the black man had bad intentions, but there was nothing to fear no matter what awaited him below.

The elevator descended to the ground, and the crisp sound of "ding" indicated that the two had arrived at the station. Kevin took his hand and walked out enthusiastically, and a large and extravagant laboratory suddenly came into view. Countless researchers were busy everywhere, and all kinds of high-tech instruments Jay could not name were dazzling, almost like a completely different dimension compared to the ground.

This is not to say that Kaili Technology Creative Company has a weak sense of technology. The company's rise since the doomsday crisis is comparable to a rocket. In six years, it has almost soared into the sky. Breath, but compared with the laboratory hidden in the ground, it pales in comparison. Jay felt like he was walking into some huge special effects sci-fi blockbuster because none of the toys looked like they could be seen in real life.

But of all the impressive installations, the arched metal installation in the centre of the room stands out. Its shape looks like an arched door, with purple electric currents flickering and beating in its centre, and each beat seems to shake the space itself, leaving faint cracks in the air.

Kevin Morgan grinned and revealed his neat white teeth: "You want to see the Quantum R&D Department? You've already arrived."

Two researchers in white lab coats suddenly rushed out from behind them, each with a skilful and clever hand grabbing a syringe and stabbing Jay in the neck. The sharp needle tube touched the skin of his neck, and it snapped twice.

The two researchers who attacked were stunned, as was the black man named Kevin.

Jay rubbed his neck with an apologetic smile. "Sorry for breaking your syringes...but I don't think it's too expensive; you wouldn't mind, would you?"