439: Who Is Helping Them?

Who Is Helping Them?

Yun Ling had heard of the Seal Palace before. It was a first class condominium in Ming City and an extremely lavish grand residence in Country Z. When Lin Shuang bought a unit there, she had borrowed money from him. She had bought the two penthouse units on the top floor before selling one and buying a different unit.2

He had learned yesterday that one of the units was for the big boss and another was under Lu Chengzhou's name.

This was an evil fate! How exactly did Lu Chengzhou manage to con the big boss into moving to his apartment? This was so troubling!

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9a.m. the next day.

The technical team seemed rather tense. It was awfully quiet in the surveillance room. They sat in front of the computers slovenly. The entire room was encompassed by bad energy.

One full day had passed. They had stayed up all night racking their brains. However, the problem was still not solved.

The assistant team leader turned towards Missing Gateway and asked dejectedly, "Missing Gateway, what should we do now?"

Very frustrated, Missing Gateway looked at the extremely confusing encrypted online conversation displayed on the computer screen. The technical team had really embarrassed themselves this time! They had so many people on the team, yet they could not even decipher a short online conversation. If this were to get out, their reputation would be ruined.

The assistant team leader pursed his lips and said after some hesitation, "Do we need to look for big boss?"

Speechless, Missing Gateway looked at him. "Big boss is still resting in the medical room after breaking his arm. How can we approach him in that state?"

They could not even operate the computer. Otherwise, their big boss would have acted on it already.

The assistant team leader had stayed up for the entire night, so he was not in good condition himself. His eyes were bloodshot.

Frowning, he said, "If we can't ask the big boss for help, who else can we turn to? The entire technical team cannot solve this problem."

This was an important matter which ought to be resolved as soon as possible. If they still could not find out the reasons for the anomalies in the stock market, the company might suffer immeasurable losses. Of course, Missing Gateway was aware of this but he was helpless. He rubbed his face forcefully with both hands to calm himself down.

Just then, a robot sent over a cup of coffee and placed it on the desk in front of them. The entire laboratory was silent. They sipped on the coffee.

Every one of them could be considered god-like software developers no matter where they went. However, despite this they couldn't decipher a conversation. Embarrassment. This was truly an embarrassment.

After finishing half a cup of coffee, Missing Gateway sighed and said, "If we were to go to the medical room, we would surely have to account for all the mistakes we have made so far."

They turned towards Missing Gateway, perplexed as to what he had just said.

Missing Gateway reminded them, "Don't forget that that young master hacked into our unmanned fighter jet system recently."

Everyone was speechless. The technical team held a high status in Red Flame. They were considered the MI6 of Red Flame. Among the world's four biggest intelligence organizations, Red Flame's technical team had always topped the ranking board.

However, since three years ago, Shadow League had been climbing up the ranks rapidly. Now, they were on par with the Red Flame.

Because of Red Flame's status, so many people tried to join the team. Being a member ensured a god-like existence.

All these years, they had had a perfect record. However, this year, Gu Si had appeared. And there was also this online conversation. Just the thought of it gave them headaches. Who knew how the other teams would ridicule them?

The Enforcement Hall's Hall Master had came over to humiliate them over Gu Si's attack.

Suddenly, someone's eyes lit up. He looked at Missing Gateway. "Missing Gateway, why don't we call the young master over and see if he can decipher this himself?"

Upon hearing this, Missing Gateway's lips twitched.

After inviting him over, were they, a group of people approaching their thirties, supposed to watch a seven-year-old operate the computer?

That was too f*cking ridiculous!

Once this idea was suggested, someone else agreed to it.

A young girl playing with her ponytail said, "I think this is feasible."

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