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“Welcome, what do you need?”

"Give me a latte with sugar."

"Okay, a sweetened latte, please grab your pick-up number and wait a moment."

After taking the banknote from the customer, the beautiful clerk smiled slightly and immediately started operating the machine.

Looking at the customer with a laptop under his arm, he came to a seat by the window, sat down, and started playing on the computer.

The beautiful clerk standing at the checkout counter also flashed a hint of envy in her eyes.

She also wants to have time to sit in a coffee shop and enjoy the air conditioning while leisurely playing with her computer or mobile phone.

Unfortunately, she has to go to work

Today's New York may be blessed by God.

The bright sunshine shines on the pedestrians on the road through the shade of trees on both sides of the street.

Even the outdoor temperature in mid-June is a bit scorching under the sunlight. However, everyone who passed by the coffee shop had a smile on their face.

It was only because it had been raining heavily in New York for two consecutive days that it finally stopped earlier today.

The warmth of the sun shining on your body is definitely more lovely than the wet rain.

Just when the beautiful clerk was staring at the scene outside the window, a little lost in thought, a call suddenly sounded in her ears:

"Skye"

"Bring me this cappuccino to table seven."

The beautiful clerk who reacted turned her head slightly panicked and quickly responded: "Oh, okay."

Putting the cup of heart-shaped cappuccino on the tray, Skye skillfully put a cup of instant creamer and a packet of sugar on the tray as well.

Holding the tray steadily, she quickly arrived at table No. 7, "This is your cappuccino."

The young woman just glanced at the coffee on the table and continued to play with the mobile phone in her hand, without even a simple "thank you".

However, the expression on Skye's face was still sweet.

"Please take your time."

Afterwards, she picked up the tray, turned around and returned to the cashier, and continued to order for the customers who were about to come.

Skye has long been accustomed to this kind of life.

After graduating from a church school two years ago, in order to find her parents and find out her true identity, she left her boarding family and honed her computer skills, thus joining the world-famous hacker organization Rising Tide.

The Rising Tide Organization is an underground civil organization formed by a group of geeks and tech geeks, with members all over the world. Everyone in the organization has extremely outstanding computer skills.

Part of the reason why Skye was able to join the Rising Tide organization was because of her talent in computers, which is almost like a Stark-like existence.

After just two years of learning computer technology from her boyfriend, she went from a computer novice to a new member of the Rising Tide Organization.

Of course, learning to crack the system and joining the Rising Tide organization were the only ways she could think of to get closer to the truth.

She has always had no fixed place to live, and has traveled all over the west coast of the United States. This time she came to the prosperous city on the east coast, and she planned to stay here for a longer time.

However, in order to better hack into various networks and systems, she needs some funds to upgrade her equipment.

If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. Although she doesn't know this proverb, she also understands this truth.

So Skye found a job as a coffee shop clerk in Brooklyn to earn some extra money while collecting any scrap of information about her parents and the "institution" in this crowded metropolis.

Today, although it is only her second day at work. However, having had various part-time experiences before, she was very comfortable doing the job.

bell bell

The sound of a bell opening the store door brought the distracted girl back to reality.

Looking at the guests in front of her, she once again showed a kind but formulaic smile and asked:

"Welcome, what would you like to drink?"

. . .

The night is getting darker, and on the streets of Brooklyn, many storefronts have "Closed" signs hanging on them.

There was a blue pickup truck parked in the alley at the corner of Glenn Street.

Skye, who had just gotten off work, was sitting in the modified car.

The environment inside the car is a little cramped, but also a little cozy. A bed, a table, and a large number of equipment make up this small space.

This shabby-looking minivan is Skye's home and her office.

Since he doesn't have a high degree of education, doesn't have a formal job, and is unwilling to use his hacking skills to do something illegal, Skye has had an extremely hard time in the past two years.

However, today's life has not dampened her enthusiasm to continue to pursue the truth. On the contrary, it has made her believe that all of this will be revealed in the near future.

Sitting in front of the computer, she controlled the mouse, entered the dark web, and opened an anonymous website.

This website is a website transfer station developed by the Rising Tide organization to circumvent government surveillance. Only members of the organization can access it.

She moved her fingers and flipped around on the keyboard with ease. She quickly entered the password representing the organization member, and then entered the encrypted website.

After quickly browsing the entire website and finding that there was no relevant information that she was concerned about, her eyes darkened, she sighed softly, and then exited the website.

Another fruitless day

At this time, as if she remembered something, she suddenly moved the mouse and opened a document called "The Truth" on the computer desktop as usual.

In the document, there is only one video file.

This was the sixty-seventh time she had watched this video since she obtained it from the Rising Tide Organization a few months ago.

The reason why she watches this video so often is because it contains the information she wants.

When I clicked on the video, it was only a few dozen seconds long and a little blurry. However, using her own computer technology, Skye restored the image quality of the entire video to its original clarity.

In the picture, on a messy street, a large "robot" was walking step by step towards a man wearing black tights, holding a long sword tremblingly, and with blood at the corner of his mouth.

If Leon were here, he would definitely see at a glance that this video is exactly the video of him fighting the Destroyer in the town of Old Bridge, New Mexico.

Skye moved the mouse to freeze the picture on the close-up of Leon's face, and then stared at it closely, with stubborn determination written on his face:

"SHIELD, I will find you"

Just when Leon was overjoyed that he had obtained his first epic skill, he did not expect that his existence had become the only clue in the heart of a girl looking for her parents.