Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 184

My heart missed a beat.

I hurriedly protected my mask and shook my head desperately, "No, I can't. It seems that AIDS can be transmitted via saliva too!"

Patrick didn't mind at all. He put one hand beside my ear and said, "Don't be afraid. If that kind of thing happens, let's take the antiexposure drugs together."

He put his hand around my waist. And his hot breath blew on my face.

I could even feel his hot breathing through the mask.

Patrick bent over to kiss my neck and pressed his forehead against my mask...

"Hiss..."

"It hurts!"

I took a deep breath.

Patrick was so scared that he got up immediately, "What's wrong?"

"My face is in pain." I held my face with my hands with an aggrieved look on my face.

I was telling the truth.

Patrick seemed to have realized something

and looked at me with a serious look on his face, "What on earth is going on?"

I was silent. I indeed didn't have the courage to tell Patrick that my face probably had been ruined.

If he knew what, I wondered what would happen.

I didn't even know what was under the bandage now.

Just as I was hesitant, Patrick's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and glanced at it. Then he went out to pick up the call.

About five minutes later, he came back.

Behind him, there was a man.

The man, who was about 1.6 meters tall, looked very thin. However, judging from his face, he should be an adult.

As soon as the man came in, he looked around, "Where is the computer? Let me have a look at it."

I was stunned for a moment.

The man wanted to take my computer away without even introducing himself.

His low IQ made me feel like he could only be someone majoring in computer science.

Patrick introduced him to me instead, "This is Malcom, an expert in dealing with computer issues. Show him your computer."

"Okay."

I nodded and quickly took out the computer. Although the computer hadn't been charged, fortunately, it got some power inside.

I handed the computer to the person named Malcom. He quickly turned on the computer and looked at the documents of several systems inside the computer before asking, "Which disk was the hidden folder placed at that time?"

"E disk."

I replied.

Malcom nodded slightly and quickly made a set of smooth operations. In an instant, several semi-transparent documents which I had never seen before appeared on the E-disk.

But there was no folder in it.

He glanced around and fiddled with some things that I couldn't understand. Finally, he pointed to an ordinary document that wasn't hidden in the C disk and said, "Your computer has indeed been infected with a virus. This virus can get specified files to be downloaded into your computer when your computer is used and connected to the internet."

"Where is it?"

I looked at the screen carefully and felt that what he had pointed to me was nothing but an ordinary document.

"It has been deleted. This virus is very well hidden. It should be that when you started the computer last time, the virus automatically deleted the video file and itself from your computer. If this remaining document is automatically cleaned up by your computer, it will be treated as a trace of use and get deleted as well. In that case, there will be no trace of the existence of this virus in the computer."

Malcom kept explaining how the virus worked to me.

Hearing his words, I was in a daze. Even so, I generally understood that he basically meant that the video was gone.

"Can you find out who did this?"

Patrick asked Malcom.

"Yes, I can. But I need to take this computer back to my home."

"How long will it take?"