The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 744: Nathalie: I Don’t Know Who She Is_1

"Hmm, that’s right, Ms. Quinlan, how did you come to have iris recognition technology? After Wallace Radcliff took your USB flash drive back yesterday, the tech department went nuts, heard they were studying your technique all night..."

Iris recognition technology is the most advanced verification technology at The Ninth Institute today.

Once Nathalie got involved, she employed a technique even more sophisticated than Phoebe Hoffman’s most successful technology, and although it wasn’t as powerful as the strongest defense system that briefly appeared three years ago, it was still pretty impressive...

The tech department at The Ninth Institute are all workaholics, just like Wallace Radcliff. Presented with something like this, they’d go crazy if they didn’t!

Alfred Garland was full of anticipation, expecting Nathalie to surprise him again, but what he got instead was a cold shower.

"I just downloaded it online."

Alfred Garland: "?"

Alfred Garland couldn’t believe it and took a step forward. "You just downloaded it online?"

What the hell?

"Yes, just downloaded it online. There’s a website specifically for downloading software, filled with various links to software. I just randomly picked one and downloaded it," Nathalie said as she walked over to the dining table, sat down, and opened a meal box to reveal crystal-clear shrimp dumplings inside.

The clean transparent wrapper enclosed springy shrimp, still steaming, looking so tempting that it stirred one’s appetite.

Alfred Garland was so shocked he didn’t come to his senses for a long while, still staring at her incredulously and with a lingering hope, he asked, "Was it not programming that you wrote yourself?"

Both he and Wallace Radcliff had thought that the verification system was written by Nathalie herself!

Nathalie’s eyes, extremely dark, leaned back in her chair with one hand resting on the backrest, glanced at him, then looked away as she shook her head with a faint tone of denial, "No. I still need to find review materials for my class, I don’t have time to write that."

She picked up some chopsticks nearby, grabbed a dumpling to try, and found the savory-flavored shrimp dumpling packed with various fillings, bite into it and it even had soup juice, with the shrimp being especially fresh, tender, and delicious, perfectly warm.

The taste was very good.

No wonder Sadam Vinson had specifically mentioned the breakfast at the Imperial Hotel.

Alfred Garland watched the girl open the other meal boxes and start her breakfast, looking left and right, really didn’t want to give up, but after watching for a long time, the girl was so calm it was unbearable, she didn’t pay him any heed, just kept her head down and ate her own food.

He couldn’t help but feel disappointed as he withdrew his line of sight and said with a downcast face, "I thought that system was written by you. Mr. Radcliff even told me your system looks a lot like one the Red Alliance’s SUN had posted online three years ago..."

Nathalie’s hand holding the chopsticks paused, then she spoke in a subdued voice, "Is that so, it might just be a coincidence I suppose."

Alfred Garland noticed the small detail of her pause and nodded in agreement, "Probably is."

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but look towards Nathalie with eager anticipation, "By the way, Ms. Quinlan, do you know who that person is?"

Nathalie had just picked up a crab roe bun and nearly choked on his sudden inquiry, but fortunately, she reacted quickly, swallowed it down with a sip of water, and gently tapped the rim of her cup with her fair and beautiful hands, her eyes slightly dark.

"...I don’t know."

Alfred Garland smacked his lips, expressing his regret, "Also don’t know who developed this software, it would be great if they could come to The Ninth Institute. Even if it’s just imitation SUN, ’he’ managed to write this, that’s top-notch skill in our country."

The Nathalie imitating SUN: ...

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After breakfast, Alfred Garland led the way to find Master Cadmus.

Yesterday Nathalie had taken both an airplane and a car, and when she arrived at The Ninth Institute, she was in such bad shape that she didn’t even take notice of what The Ninth Institute was like.