Chapter 82 Hacker X
When Isabelle heard this, she quickly put her phone back into her pocket and grabbed a nearby technician by the chair.
The technician was a Rissuan man about 1.8 metres tall, so Isabelle could pull him by the back of his neck with one hand and carry him aside.
After staggering for a moment, he steadied himself. He looked up to see Isabelle sitting in his place, her hands on his keyboard.
He angrily said, “What are you doing? Stop it right now! You’re not allowed to touch this computer.
The Rissuan man spoke very quickly and fluently.
Isabelle turned around and coldly said in Rissuan language, “Shut up!”
The man hesitated for a moment, then saw his code on the screen being messed up. He rushed forward angrily to grab Isabelle.
White Owl and a few others decisively stopped him. “Don’t move. Behave yourself!”
The two groups faced off, creating a standoff.
Seeing the situation, the person in charge of the control console immediately slammed the table and stood up in a rage.
“You all want to die, don’t you? How dare you cause trouble in the God’s Armament Alliance? Get these people out of here right now!” he shouted at the person Isabelle had called over.
The man was very hesitant. The people in the control room seldom left and might not have been familiar with Isabelle Jenkins.
But he knew.
He glanced at Isabelle, sitting in the chair, hesitating to speak.
eeing that the person didn’t follow his orders to remove Isabelle, the person in charge of the control console grew even angrier. “Get out right now! Do you hear me? If Dylan’s rescue is delayed because of you, your lives combined won’t be enough to compensate!”
Just then, a technician shouted, “We’ve located them!”
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look, only to see the technician, who had just shouted excitedly, staring at another computer.
And sitting in front of that computer was none other than Isabelle.
Her hands moved so fast that they made anyone dizzy. On the screen, a car model appeared, and inside the car’s trunk, a red dot flashed and moved quickly.
This red dot was the tracker on Dylan’s body that they couldn’t locate, no matter what
She managed to do what a dozen or so professional technicians couldn’t accomplish in less than two
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Chapter 82 Hacker X
Even though there was no signal, how did she manage to do it?
The person in charge, who had just been angrily demanding Isabelle leave, took a few hurried steps forward. As he approached and looked closer, his mouth involuntarily closed shut..
“Dylan is in their trunk. Has anyone been sent over?” Isabelle asked as she typed on the keyboard.
The person Isabelle had brought over snapped out of their daze and quickly replied, “We sent someone to pursue them as soon as we located their vehicle.”
Isabelle’s hands moved quickly. “Increase the manpower. I want to make sure my team is safe.”
“Got it,” the person said, pulling out his phone and immediately carrying out the order.
Even though they had already located the person, all they had to do was track them down, but Isabelle was still operating. What more did she need to do?
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on Isabelle and the constantly changing computer screen in front of her for a
moment.
No one noticed that an extra person had entered the control room.
Standing at the back of the crowd, a tall man entered the control room without a sound. His dark eyes were fixed on the girl.
Isabelle used the location of Isaac’s phone, which she had just located. After a few operations, she easily invaded Isaac’s phone and successfully implanted a virus to listen in.
Except for White Owl and their group, almost everyone present was a professional.
Listening in on the other party’s phone wasn’t difficult for these professionals. The challenge lay in doing so when the other party was using a blocker.
What amazed and impressed them was Isabelle’s technique and speed of operation.
They had never seen such stunning operations before. There were several steps that they couldn’t even
derstand.
Her skills were probably on par with Dylan’s.
Behind the crowd, George watched every move of the girl’s operations closely.
So, it really is her.
Back at Magnus‘ house, he saw the prescription that Isabelle had left for Magnus. From the handwriting on the prescription, he guessed that Isabelle was the mysterious internet platform moderator who solved the math problem without revealing her identity.
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