Chapter 415

In the prison.

Sir Harris pushed No. 13 and arrived at the computer room.

No. 13 looked up and caught sight of the 360–degree surveillance cameras above, with their seductive and enticing. corners of the lips.

Sir Harris was quite embarrassed and said, “Don’t take it personally. My colleagues have no ill intentions towards you, they are just very curious about how a genius like you works.”

No. 13 sneered coldly, “Hypocrite.”

Sir Harris buried his head in shame. He silently reproached himself for going overboard. No. 13 was not only blessed with a genius–like brain, but also possessed eyes that could be considered as mind–reading abilities.

It is said that he created a set of psychological theories that could determine a person’s personality traits through their facial expressions. The accuracy rate was almost above 99

percent.

Just as Sir Harris was daydreaming, No. 13 had already driven his wheelchair and sat in front of the computer. His slender and fair fingers were tapping on the keyboard, so fast that it made one’s head spin, and it was impossible to see the specific steps he was taking.

However, the response of the computer screen was particularly astonishing, as soon as it was turned on t

displayed a screen filled with countless lines of code.

Sir Harris let out an astonishing exclamation, “How did you do

it?”

No. 13 said, “I didn’t like the camera pointing at me.”

Sir Harris was dumbfounded, “What does that mean?”

Not long after, I heard my colleague’s voice coming from next door, saying, “Damn it, how come all the cameras are broken.”

Sir Harris stared in astonishment at No. 13, “Did you hack our surveillance system?”

No. 13 had switched screens, “It will automatically restore in a few minutes.”

Sir Harris stamped his foot in frustration and exclaimed, “You…you…you will be severely reprimanded for doing this.”

“Does it make a difference for someone who is sentenced to life imprisonment?” he replied indifferently.

“Don’t you really want to go out?”

“I wanted to. But I wouldn’t live until the day I went out.”

Sir Harris was still chattering away when suddenly a map appeared on the screen. The map displayed a dense cluster of glowing red dots at a certain point.

the ruins displayed on the

breath caught in his

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hard to find something even when you wear out your iron shoes.” It

fast?” Sir Harris

me, it would have been faster.””

Harris was

off the computer, and the webcam

quickly. The longer your daughter stays, the

and said, “No. 13, if I could successfully rescue

while he gathered

sky was exceptionally bone–chillingly

where the sunlight shone was warm and golden. The places where the warm.sun couldn’t reach, however,

intertwined, and suddenly remembered the thirteen years of his

praised him as a genius with exceptional talent, which truly overwhelmed

only saw the magnificent and

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in the dark. In order to capture this group of human traffickers, thirteen years

traffickers should have

closed his eyes

Ruins.

the criminals off

ruins with his colleagues, leaving

did the cops come? Who the hell leaked

well for so many years, and the police cannot uncover our identities. As long as we all stick to our story and refuse to confess, they

Hurry up and move the goods that haven’t been dealt with yet

Harris and his men burst in, they only saw a group of dirty–faced migrant workers, toiling away diligently around the machinery. Upon seeing the police, each of

happened? We are law–abiding citizens and would never do anything harmful

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gaze swept over the simple faces of the hostages, and for a moment, he wondered

people didn’t look like bad people

everyone in prison is completely bad. Not everyone outside of prison follows the rules. It is

carefully,” ordered

officers then began

a long time, but

came back to report to Sir Harris, “Boss, there was no discovery.”

“workers” in the

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