"Let's head to the tech lab," Maya suggested, breaking the silence. "I've got some equipment there that can help us trace that IP address." In the lab, surrounded by soldering irons, circuit boards, and other remnants of countless student projects, Maya booted up her workstation. She launched a suite of network analysis tools and began tracing the IP address they had discovered. Vanda watched over her shoulder, impressed by her fluency in navigating complex security protocols. As the traceroute bounced from node to node, revealing the path of the network traffic, Maya's brow furrowed. "It's bouncing through so many relays. Whoever is doing this knows how to cover their tracks." "But not well enough," Vanda muttered, his gaze fixed on the screen. Finally, the trace completed, pinpointing an address not far from campus. It was an area known for tech start-ups and co-working spaces. "Looks like we might have a road trip ahead of us," Vanda said with a grim smile. Maya nodded, pulling up a map on another screen. "We can go tonight. I have a car on campus." As they prepared to leave, Vanda turned to Maya, realising that he had found an invaluable partner in his unexpected adventure. "Maya, I haven’t said it yet, but thanks for helping me with this. I know it’s a lot." Maya smiled, her eyes meeting his. "We're in this together, Vanda. Plus, I can’t deny that it’s exciting, in a nerdy kind of way. Let’s just hope it doesn’t get too dangerous."
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