NovelEnglishChapter 790: Marissa, eager to finish placing the chip, had little patience for distractions. Her tone was curt as she addressed Xander. "I know your brother got married today. Everyone knows. But he's not my family, so his business doesn't concern me." Xander, taken aback, attempted to talk about his sister-in-law. "Chief instructor, about my sister-in-law-I-" Marissa interrupted sharply, "Your brother's affairs have nothing to do with me. Why should I care about your sister-in-law?" Being scolded, Xander hesitated before probing gently, "Chief instructor, are you dealing with sissues? You seem upset." Marissa compressed her lips, her frustration evident. "I'm in the middle of something significant. If it's not urgent, please don't disturb me.” With that, she ended the call abruptly.
Her mood was indeed sour, her thoughts heavy. Q had tasked her with placing the chip in Private Room No. 10 at the Blue Shield Bar, a location she knew to be a covert meeting spot for the nefarious organization behind Q. The closer she got to this place, the more she thought of her father.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFind exclusive stories at galnovsShe had only ever seen his photos in her mother's keepsakes-images of a man marked by a brilliant and wise gaze, whose tragic end haunted her. She was eager to fulfill her task quickly and uncover her father's fate, her heart burdened with the grim possibility that he might be deceased.
As she stood in the Blue Shield Bar, her fury simmered. She fantasized about confronting Q and forcing the truth into the open. With the weight of her worries, it was a wonder she could focus on anything else.
After severing the call with Xander, she exhaled deeply and headed for Private Room No. 10. Her face was a mask of calm, but her eyes darted. She was scrutinizing every passerby for signs of suspicion, hoping this chip placement might reveal a pathway to Q.
Reaching the door to Room No. 10 without any peculiar encounters, she paused, then pushed the door open. The room was lit only by the dim light spilling in from the hallway. If not for this sliver of illumination, the room would have been engulfed in complete darkness.
Marissa paused at the entrance of the private room, her eyes meticulously sweeping the area to ensure it was unoccupied. Satisfied that she was alone, she approached the table, set the chip down carefully, and then left the room, softly closing the door behind her.
Her phone buzzed with a message from Q just as she stepped out. "Have you placed the chip?" Marissa quickly scanned her surroundings to check for followers and soon suspected that Q was monitoring her movements through surveillance. She responded, typing rapidly, "Is the Blue Shield Bar your property?" Q's reply cswiftly. "No. If it were mine, would I expose it to you? I merely have access to its surveillance to observe you." A cold laugh escaped Marissa as she typed back, “The chip is on the table in Private Room No. 10." "Good, I'll send someone to retrieve it. Leave immediately," Q instructed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarissa understood that Q was keen on keeping the identity of their associate hidden. She wasn't about to ignore their warning and provoke their ire unnecessarily. She replied, "Alright, I'm leaving now. But isn't it tyou toldabout my father's whereabouts?" "Don't be impatient. Once my person has the chip and confirms its authenticity, I'll fulfill my promise and inform you," Q responded.
Marissa said nothing more and exited the Blue Shield Bar, her mind racing with thoughts.
Q might have been overly confident in their control, believing that by pushing her out, she would be unable to discover who would cfor the chip But Marissa was no ordinary no adversary. She was the remarkable hacker known as Bee. Since Q could tap into the Blue Shield Bar's surveillance, Marissa knew she could do the same, perhaps even outperform Q's top hackers, and she could do it without leaving a trace.
After exiting the bar, Marissa quickly unlocked her phone and skillfully infiltrated the bar's surveillance system! Her focus was on Private Room No. 10, the room she had just vacated.
As she accessed the camera feed, the person Q sent to retrieve the chip entered the framel Marissa couldn't help but let out a low chuckle when she saw who it was. Ha ha! The individual picking up the chip was no stranger-it was someone she knew well
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