Chapter 296
Hera recalled the last time she tried to hack a website. It was for Shuttle Ventures, a small subsidiary under Killian Corporation. She had to find time to uncover the true identity of Grandmaster of Astral Nova.
There was another incoming message from Leon.
“Aries also hacked into the Twin Towers‘ surveillance system, but I didn’t have time to trace him before he got away.”
Hera replied, “Are you sure you couldn’t trace him not because of your lack of skill?”
“You hurt me!”
Meanwhile, Bernard was about to cook steak in the kitchen when his phone rang. It was Samson.
He answered the call and said in a deep voice, “Speak.”
“Bernard, the Twin Towers’s surveillance was down for maintenance from noon, so we couldn’t identify any suspicious individuals,” Samson reported. “However, Aries encountered Piglet while hacking into the system. He seemed to be checking the surveillance footage as well.”
It was well–known in the hacking world that Piglet was Raven’s assistant. He helped Raven in all the missions.
Raven’s personal information was kept very confidential. It was so secretive that when Bernard tried to investigate him previously, he turned up empty. “Got it. Continue tracking Raven’s location,” Bernard instructed.
Raven appeared when Hera had an accident last time, and now his assistant appeared. He didn’t think it was a coincidence.
“Understood,” Samson replied.
After that, Bernard hung up and resumed his cooking
Five minutes later, he walked into the living room and saw Hera playing with Tiramisu absentmindedly on the couch.
“Sweetie, I made steak for you. Come and eat.”
Hera got up and went to the kitchen to wash her hands. She was distracted by thoughts of what had happened at the police station, which caused her to lose her appetite despite the delicious–looking steak.
Bernard noticed that and asked, “Are you still thinking about the incident at the police station?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t worry. They’ll notify us as soon as they have the results,” he reassured her.
“Okay.”
Seeing her still distracted, he added, “Do you want me to feed you?”
“Yeah.”
Hera replied absentmindedly, but she soon snapped out of her reverie. She did a double–take on Bernard’s suggestion.
Bernard’s lips curved into a helpless smile. He cut a piece of the steak and brought it to her mouth.
“Open your mouth.”
Early in the morning the next day, Hera received an update from the police.
They only found the rifle marks left by the sniper on the rooftop, along with some ash. The bullet casing and cigarette butt had been cleaned up. The police had also checked everyone in the building but found no suspects.
The appearance of the sniper was way too far to be considered a coincidence. They were clearly well–prepared to silence Queenie.
Her enemies were well–hidden. Each time there was a breakthrough, the trail would go cold, which frustrated Hera.
However, the mastermind’s desperation to silence Queenie showed they were feeling the pressure–a positive sign. Thus, Hera needed to stay
calm.
As for Terence’s interrogation, he firmly denied any knowledge when asked about Queenie and Isabella’s family’s matters.
