Chapter 1327

Sheldon seemed to anticipate his next move, torn between giving his consent and harboring apprehensions. Eventually, after a few seconds of hesitation, he decisively nodded in agreement, “Follow me.”

Bernard, ignoring his blood-soaked wounds, rose to his feet and followed Sheldon into the control room.

Once seated at the operator’s desk, he began swiftly altering the program based on the coding on the controller.

His long, well-proportioned fingers, stained with blood, danced across the keyboard, hammering out the code.

Sheldon alternated between glancing at the screen and checking the time.

“We’ve got 10 minutes before 1-2 return to the control room in District A.” During this timeframe, the duo was typically in the control room in District B.

His time management was extremely strict. Where he spent each interval and what task he undertook had been meticulously planned.

Unless there were exceptional circumstances, he would not deviate from his schedule, nor would he waste even a second of their time.

“Once he return to the control room and discover you’ve altered the program, then…”

finish his sentence, Bernard had rewritten

he deactivated the tracking system, then the eavesdropping feature, and with lightning speed, reprogrammed the self-destruction function.

screen, blinked in disbelief, sizing Bernard up and down. No wonder both 1-1 and

self-destruction program, limiting it to half an hour

another set of codes that Mr. Quartus couldn’t make sense of.

are you up to?”

didn’t respond to Mr. Quartus. Once he finished his operation, he hid

press him further, merely looking at

Let’s go. I’ll escort you out

had killed Mr. Ben and helped Bernard escape, 1-2 Two would probably spare him due to his status as the

grant you access out of

leave, but the latter, unfazed, picked up a wet wipe from a nearby

the real identities of

his brows, looking at Bernard, only to meet

frowned, even his tall body shuddering involuntarily. He felt as though if he answered that he didn’t know, Bernard would wrap his hands around his

still blood-spattered face, coldly observing Sheldon, “He implanted a chip in my brain. After I get out, I’m going

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