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Chapter 139 Traces
Lu Zhaohe did not break his promise and quickly passed the approval.

She simply packed up, took her bag and drove away, and soon arrived at the testing center.

The river water that was sent for testing finally has results.

I queued up to get the white wine and didn’t look at it until I got in the car.

As a result, he only glanced at it, and his face suddenly fell, a little unbelievable.

The above clearly shows that there are some polluting elements in the river water, but they are far from reaching the level that needs to be treated!

The turbid color and pungent smell are only due to the reaction of the two chemical substances mixed in it. They will disappear automatically over time and are not harmful to the river water itself!
What the hell? Could it be that Yun Sheng was still wronged?

Bai Pu always felt that it was absolutely impossible.

Holding such a test report was like giving her a slap in the face. What she thought was a clear direction before was now dizzy and unable to find the way forward.

She held on to the report for a long time, then slowly folded it and put it away.

When she put it in her bag, she saw the pen she had grabbed out with her before leaving.

Bai Pu's eyes suddenly lit up.

This was customized by Bai Ye. Even if the data disappears, the person who created it will have a way to restore it, or there may be a cloud database or the like. Even if it doesn't work, there will be traces of deletion.

As long as it can be confirmed that the contents here were manually deleted, can it also be confirmed that this matter is inextricably linked to Lu Zhaohe?

Thinking of this, Bai Pu's breathing became a little heavier.

Seeing that it was still early in two hours, he turned the car around and went to Bai Ye's company.

Bai Ye is a workaholic.

When you want to find him, you can catch him eight times out of ten when you come to the company.

So Bai Pu didn't even say hello, he passed by the front desk and went straight to the VIP elevator.

The elevator door opened with a ding, and Bai Pu walked out.

Bai Ye just came out of the conference room, wearing a crisp suit, with a cold and indifferent face, full of an unattainable sense of alienation.

When he caught a glimpse of her from the corner of his eye, the domineering aura of the president instantly faded away, and he looked at her in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Why don't you look like you're not welcome?" Bai Pu pursed his lips. In order not to waste time, he took the lead and walked towards his office.

Bai Ye's long legs quickly followed, "Welcome, if you can come here every day, I will give you my CEO seat."

Behind him, the assistant was about to cry, and shouted without hope, "Mr. Bai, then the next meeting..."

"Expand what should be postponed, and cancel what should be cancelled." Bai Ye simply threw down a few words and closed the door of the office.

Bai Pu had already sat down on the swivel chair behind his desk, his slender figure sinking into it.Bai Ye came closer, bent slightly and raised her chin, "Is it because you have been having conflicts with Jiang Lin recently? Why do you feel so thin?"

"Stop it." Bai Pu was too lazy to hear the name and didn't want the topic to go astray.

Her chin lazily rubbed against his hand. She sat up straighter and took out the pen. "Brother, do you still remember this?"

The color of the white jade was gleaming, and Bai Ye couldn't help but glance at her, "This is my coming-of-age gift to you, how could you not remember it?"

"Then you should also remember that this is actually a voice recorder, right?"

Bai Pu took off the cap of his pen.

Bai Ye nodded, "What's going on?"

"I just found out today that all the files that were previously stored in my computer were lost. Brother, is there any way you can get them back?"

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was some kind of trouble.

"This is simple." He took the intercom phone next to him, dialed it and said a few words.

Not long after, a young man who looked like a programmer wearing myopic glasses came over with a notebook and knocked on the door, "Mr. Bai, are you looking for me?"

"Yes." Bai Ye stood by the desk and pointed, "The data on this recorder is lost. See if you can recover it."

"Okay." The programmer picked up the pen and connected it to his own computer.

His fingers were flying, and before long, codes appeared on the screen, turning into an interface that Bai Pu couldn't understand.

She waited quietly for a while.

After a few minutes, the programmer looked up and said, "The data here has been completely shattered. There should be no possibility of recovery."

Bai Pu's tense breath relaxed slightly, and he straightened his back quickly, "Then can we find out who deleted the file?"

The programmer lowered his head again. This time it took a little longer. When he raised his head again, he shook his head and said, "There are no traces left. I was the main program when I designed this recording pen. Someone tampered with it." There is no reason for hands and feet to escape my sight, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless he's above me."

Bai Pu frowned.

If it was Lu Zhaohe who did it, how could he have such great ability?
Did he purposely clear everything to prevent her from investigating further? If he had seen the specialness of this pen, wouldn't he have already guessed what she was doing?
(End of this chapter)