Chapter 290
Gavin’s face changed abruptly as he locked his gaze on the screen, eyes wide with intensity
The girl’s pale, slender fingers flew over the keyboard, lines of code ricing across the screen. Flora seemed nonchalant, the zipper of her sunshirt pulled up to her chin. Her beautiful brows were slightly furrowed as she lazily watched the screen, her beauty absolutely mesmerizing.
The head of the Enforcement division held his breath. This Flora was a far cry from the girl who used to sweet–talk Connor every day. She even managed to inspire a sense of awe in him.
“All done.” Flora said, hitting the final enter key. Several blinking red dots appeared on the screen. She had not only concealed their location but also pinpointed the positions of The Red Scorpions and other nearby organizations
What kind of sorcery was this?
“Ms. Flora-” Gavin’s voice trembled.
Flora slipped her hands into the pockets of her sunshirt and stood up to leave.
The head of the Enforcement division couldn’t understand the codes, but seeing Gavin’s expression, it seemed the storm had passed.
“Is it resolved?” asked the head of the Enforcement.
“It’s resolved” Gavin’s voice was dry. “Ms. Flora’s computer skills are far superior to mine.”
As the deputy head of Intelligence, Gavin had the best computer skills in the base. For him to admit his inferiority showed just how exceptional Flora’s hacking skills were.
The head of the Enforcement division was visibly pleased, looking at Flora with a much softer gaze.
Well, that’s good. Very good. Having a unique skill like that. She might just be a match for our boss after all.
Yara glanced at the screen, a dark glint flashing in her eyes. She hadn’t expected Flore to be a hacker…
Flora got back to her car and immediately received several frantic messages. With a blank expression, she tapped the red hang–up
button..
Melancholy Uncle: Boss? Where are you now? Do you have a computer with you? Please come help me!
Melancholy Uncle: I’m in the middle of a heist, but suddenly a formidable hacker has appeared on their side! Even I, your disciple, am no match for them! Please come help mel
Melancholy Uncle: Boss! Master Boss, where are you? Why hang up? Is that polite?
Annoyed beyond measure, Flora picked up her phone to reply.
$: Since it’s someone else’s stuff, just stop stealing it. Be a good citizen.
Melancholy Uncle: ?
Melancholy Uncle: You’re not right.
With a blank expression, Flora blocked him
“Boss, there seems to be someone over there!” Just then, a rustling sound arose.
About twenty rugged men approached. Each was bare-chested, wearing only shorts. Their exposed skin was marked with various scars, a gun tucked into their waistbands, and each had a flame–shaped tattoo on their collarbone.
Seeing the tattoo, everyone’s expression changed. Mercenaries.
Mercenary groups were common abroad, all desperate outlaws. The head of the Enforcement division would never have guessed their luck in encountering a mercenary group.
No one wanted to face a bunch of desperados head-on. The head of the Enforcement stepped forward, speaking amiably, “Gentlemen, we are members of Empire Base here for a shipment. It’s fortunate to meet you all. Here’s a little something
Saying so, the head of the Enforcement handed a check to the leader of the group. Internally, he was anxious; even mentioning Empire Base might not help with these fearless mercenaries
The man had a long scar across his face, his mouth slightly protruding, looking somewhat fierce when he smiled.