Spoiled by Eight Uncles

After an all-nighter, Cloud successfully traced an IP address starting from the internet café. He closed the system backstage, ensuring there were no traces left, and stretched his tired muscles.

“Hey, Calvin, I’m here. Sorry I’m late, there was a traffic jam,” the substitute network administrator hurriedly greeted Cloud.

Cloud smiled and reassured him, “No worries, I was just finishing up a game. Take your time.”

The substitute network administrator marveled at how friendly Calvin was and began the handover process.

“Wait, something seems off with the 25 dollars,” the substitute network administrator remarked.

Cloud nodded, “Oh, there was this guy who went crazy and paid with underworld currency to access the internet.”

He pointed to two underworld banknotes in the corner and whispered, “Have you noticed anything unusual happening in our county recently? Something that just looks abnormal at first sight?”

The substitute network administrator was scared as he saw the underworld currency!

Oh my…

“Well, nothing out of the ordinary…” The substitute network administrator replied nervously, “There was an elderly lady in the southern part of the city who committed suicide by jumping off a building. But that’s unfortunately not uncommon… Could she be the one who was accessing the internet last night?”

Cloud shook his head, “No, it was just a regular young man.”

The substitute network administrator pondered for a moment and added, “I did hear about a man getting hit by a bicycle the day before yesterday and being rushed to the hospital. The doctors said he couldn’t be saved… But the next day, he disappeared.”

Cloud speculated, “Could he have come to our internet café?”

network administrator cautioned, “Come on, Calvin, don’t say

not find any abnormal people or incidents in the county. He patted his colleague on the shoulder and said, “I was just joking. Let’s get

the internet café. However, he quickly added a warning at the end, urging his friend not to talk about

when he returned, he noticed that the substitute

I can earn 2,000 dollars a month just by taking photos, which is only 500 dollars less than my salary as a network administrator, and

glanced at him, intrigued by the mention

of part-time job is it? Count me in if the pay

administrator replied, “I’m not sure if it’s legit though. There’s a rumor that an environmental

of pictures? Is it that hard to

difficult. It seems they want photos of the vegetation, the overall forest

the other side of the mountain was Grookey. The area was densely forested, but there was a road that led up the mountain. Residents often went up the

me with you if you decide

substitute network administrator’s WhatsApp or contact information, as he did not want to appear too eager or suspicious. After

man in black. The man had a sharp and somewhat

slightly sideways as if giving way to Cloud. However, his fixed gaze smirked at Cloud, who

have approached the man and stopped him to ask what he was going to do. After all, the man appeared rather suspicious. But he reminded

a perplexed expression and asked, “What are you staring

scratched his

he turned his back to the

wrong

man’s action of scratching his neck, combined with subtle changes in his facial expressions, suggested a malevolent intent. Drawing upon his professional training, Cloud’s