After ending the call, Lu Zhou continued packing his luggage. Just then, the little floating television beside him suddenly flickered again.
Xiao Ai: [Master, while you were on the phone just now, it seemed like someone was eavesdropping on you. (′???')]
Lu Zhou: "...Eavesdropping?"
Xiao Ai: [Mm! When the video data was being transmitted to North America, it seemed to have been received by more than one terminal. I thought that was strange, so I tried proactively sending a string of encrypted data to that unfamiliar device. Judging from the address of the feedback signal just now, it really wasn't the same person. (?ˉωˉ?)]
So they had been wiretapped?
"I see..."
Although it was something he had expected, once it was truly confirmed, Lu Zhou could not help feeling a pang of emotion.
A few years ago, when he had first gone to Princeton, the academic environment across the international community had not been like this. Who would have thought that in less than ten years, it would have deteriorated to such an extent?
It seemed he had timed his return to the country quite well.
If he had delayed by even a year, he might not have been able to come back.
Xiao Ai: [I think I've already got hold of that device, and it still hasn't noticed me. Should I install a backdoor on it? (??????)??]
Lu Zhou immediately stopped her. "Don't. That's not something we need to worry about, so don't mess around."
Hacking into a device was easy.
But that was, after all, on someone else's turf.
If they discovered that his computer had been tampered with, even if they found only the slightest trace, there was no guarantee that those who were monitoring him would not simply tear off the mask and do something detrimental