Chapter 2098

After Pepper left the San Francisco campus of the Stark Group with Aisha, she drove the car and sent the little girl to her luxury apartment not far from downtown San Francisco, and instructed her butler to take good care of her.

This was different from Stark leaving Aisha in his office. There was a butler, two servants, a chef, and two security guards in the luxury flat, which was more than enough to take care of a child.

After Pepper left, Aisha suggested that she wanted to play with a game console for a while. The butler readily agreed. In his view, it was normal for a child of this age to love playing games, so he had someone start the game console.

Children living in this kind of family didn't play games in the living room; they had exclusive game rooms equipped with a full set of audio-visual equipment and game consoles. Aisha was precisely clear about this point, which was why she made this request.

Arriving at the game room, Aisha picked a small game that children of this age loved to play and played a few rounds, but she deliberately played badly, dying due to all kinds of childish mistakes as soon as she started.

Then she pretended to be shy and said to the butler: "Can I be here by myself? I'm nervous."

The butler immediately nodded at her with a smile and closed the door. The power supply for all electrical appliances was embedded during decoration, which wouldn't cause any danger to children. There were no sharp objects in the game room, and there were intelligent motion-capture alarms, so there was no need to leave someone here to watch.

People who could be butlers here had "fiery eyes." After just a few contacts, the butler saw that Aisha was the kind of little girl born into a wealthy family with good upbringing, and at the same time a bit introverted because she was protected too well. This kind of child wouldn't cause any trouble, so the butler left with peace of mind.

As soon as the butler left, Aisha slipped over, closed the door, pretended to be exploring the new environment, silently noted the location of all cameras, and then sat back in her original seat, turned her back, and started fiddling with the game controller.

The camera could only see Aisha holding the game controller in her arms, seemingly studying its structure. For a child of this age, this was a perfectly normal behavior. Who hadn't fantasized about a little person living inside a game controller or a TV remote?

Aisha disassembled the controller shell at an extremely fast speed and with extremely smooth movements, removed all the parts useless to her, and there were two thin wires connected to the vibration motor in the lower part of the controller. Aisha pulled them out.

Don't ask how she unscrewed the screws and pulled the wires. It could only be said that her natural sharp teeth were universal hardware tools. Combined with that astonishing bite force, she could dismantle anything from game controllers to spaceships.

After pulling out the two wires, Aisha reassembled the game controller at the fastest speed, then removed the rubber sleeve outside the two wires, leaving only the metal wires inside, and twisted the two thinner metal wires together. A perfect lock-picking tool was completed.

Because her speed was too fast and her movements were too natural, the security guard watching the monitor didn't find anything unusual. Aisha pretended to be tired of this controller and picked up another type of game console controller to play for a while.

Seeing that it was getting late, Aisha pushed the door and walked out. The good news was that the butler had long prepared rich meals. The bad news was that Pepper was obviously the kind of person who insisted on scientific feeding, and theoretically, there wasn't much a child of this age could eat, and the taste had to be light enough.

After eating a few bites, Aisha found that it couldn't compare to what Alfred made at all. She could only barely finish the food on the plate, and then pretended to be drowsy.

The butler probably also felt that the little girl had been tossing all day and should be sleepy, so he had someone take Aisha to sleep.

Aisha wasn't sleepy at all. She wandered around her room for a long time and found that her move to go to the game room to find equipment was indeed correct, because there was nothing useful in the children's room. It was a bit too safe here.

At night, the servants all went back to rest. The butler finished explaining about locking the doors and turning off the lights and left. Only one security guard on duty remained in the house.

Aisha found that the time had come, so she jumped off the bed to check the door lock, and then found that this kind of house indeed didn't use any high-level electronic locks, but the most primitive kind of lock with a lock cylinder, just more complex than usual.

Aisha's eyes emitted a faint golden light. She looked into the keyhole, understood the structure after a while, and started poking the lock cylinder with that small iron wire.

After a while, the lock was picked by her. Aisha slipped out at the fastest speed, ran to the door of the security room lightly, and took a look. Sure enough, the security guard was already asleep.

Aisha had seen news about the Stark Group on the TV in the apartment where Bruce was before. Obviously, the Stark Group's main base was in New York. Although there were many factories and campuses on the West Coast, the management in New York didn't come here often, and this Ms. Potts didn't either.

But they definitely had property here. This kind of person wouldn't wait until they came here to hire someone to manage it, and they didn't bring that team from New York, but spent money long-term to raise a group of employees in the house here.

But how could there be no one slacking off in a job that was far away from the emperor and had little work and good pay? Slacking off would eventually turn into "as long as no one is watching, I won't work."

This security guard wasn't asleep on the table. He directly set up a board in the security room, put sheets and quilts on it, and was sleeping soundly on it.

Aisha peeked through the crack in the door, twisted the door lightly, and found that the door wasn't even locked. She slipped in on tiptoe.

She had only one purpose for coming here, and that was to use the computer. Aisha had discovered before that the storage capacity of portable devices in this universe was surprisingly large, so what about real computers?

Aisha skillfully opened the computer, adapted to the operating system, opened the hardware device management interface, and stared blankly at the storage unit she wasn't familiar with.

The computer storage in her era was measured in KB, while the computers here were already in TB.

Excitement flashed in Aisha's eyes, and the first thing she did was go online to find programming tutorials.

Aisha did know programming, but she knew that the software and methods used in this era had probably been greatly updated. So she absorbed the knowledge on the Internet at the fastest speed, downloaded the software, and started trying.

After a while, the screen was full of writing boxes. Aisha turned her head to look at the sleeping security guard from time to time, feeling that she could play for a while longer. After tossing and turning for more than four hours, the entire 10 TB of memory originally used to store surveillance footage was filled by her.

After writing, Aisha saved it, pulled out the external hard drive, and put it in her pocket.

This wasn't stealing. How to put it? Judging from what was stored in this hard drive now, she could be called "protecting the home and defending the country" by taking the hard drive away.

Aisha slipped to the first floor at the fastest speed and ran out of the residential area without any obstruction. But she didn't choose to drive. Although she knew how to drive, she knew her feet couldn't reach the brake, so she decided to walk back to the campus.

That's right, although she could fly, she didn't intend to fly because it consumed a bit of energy. And obviously, this Batman who came with her couldn't provide her with fear energy.

She wasn't like ordinary humans who would cry and howl after walking a few kilometers. Anyway, there were at least five or six hours until dawn. Walking all the way there would take at most three hours.

When Aisha was in Pepper's car, she had already memorized the entire route. She basically walked in a straight line, climbed up when encountering buildings blocking the way, and then climbed over. She returned to the campus in just over two hours.

She knew Stark wasn't there because Pepper left in a hurry because Stark told her he was leaving San Francisco for a while.

Although the security system of Stark Group's campus in San Francisco wasn't as tight as the Stark Tower in New York, it was an insurmountable chasm for ordinary people. But this couldn't stump Aisha. After all, her surname was Wei En, and in a sense, she was more Wei En than Wei En.

Basically, factories surrounded the Stark Group campus. Aisha found a factory at random, found a computer in the office, connected the hard drive she brought, and tapped on the computer a few times.

Then she walked into the Stark Group campus swaggeringly. No surveillance equipment sounded an alarm. Obviously, she had been added to the whitelist in some way.

Aisha came to the office where Stark stayed before at the fastest speed. She remembered that Stark's suit was here.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered, a black and gold, incomparably burly and majestic suit was placed by the door. Aisha ran to the computer at the fastest speed, connected the hard drive again, and started operating.

After a while, the light in the eyes of the mecha flickered. Aisha, standing in front of the computer, scratched her head, and a look of interest flowed in her eyes.

She tapped on the computer for a long time again. The mecha raised its arm, and after another long time, its limbs could also move freely.

Aisha sighed lightly, seemingly feeling that there were too many things she couldn't understand. She stood in place and thought for a while, deciding to find a way to get more.

She walked back to the computer, looked at the hard drive she placed on the desktop, hesitated for a moment, and made a risky move.

Aisha decided to hack into the Stark Group headquarters directly.

This wasn't an easy thing, nor was it a problem that could be solved by writing a violent intrusion program. Aisha thought about it and came up with a method that couldn't be called a method.

She was a child now and couldn't go too far by other means, and flying over consumed a bit of energy. But she could control this mecha to fly to New York and then perform physical cracking.

Simply put, it was to let this mecha that originally belonged to Stark mix into other mechas, and then take advantage of the unpreparedness to physically move away the computer storing some important data.

No sooner said than done, Aisha directly controlled the mecha that Stark had left here in a hurry via the computer and flew toward New York.

When Bruce woke up again, he found himself lying in a clean and tidy apartment. Placed beside him was a Stars and Stripes shield flashing with bright light.

"How do you feel?" A gentle voice came.

Bruce took a deep breath, turned his head to look over. A strong figure was standing by the window, looking at him with a smile. Bruce called out in a dry voice: "Captain America."

The man nodded and said: "Just call me Steve."