I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 79

"You're right because I'm indeed a spy from Sweoya. But… I really don't know the answers to your questions…"

Taking in a deep breath, he continued, "I'm not lying. I really am an ordinary professor. I came here to attend the academic forum. However, just before I set out, a person reached out to me and said that he wanted me to work for the country. He told me to sneak in as a spy and wait for further orders, but before I could receive any missions, your men have already captured me…"

Hearing his response, Kinsley frowned. Boris' expression was too sincere, so he wasn't sure if he was lying.

"Then how do you get in contact with them?" Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"There's an internal server," he explained. "I could contact the person using it. However, I'm not sure of his real identity."

"Give me the link to the website."

Instantly, his eyes brightened up. If he could track down the website, he would be able to capture all of them in a single strike!

Boris told him the website's name without hesitation. "Both the account and password are 0908."

"0908? What does that mean?"

"This was the code they used to register, which also happens to be the day the academic forum will be

held. I would have no idea if they decided on the code intentionally."

"Is there any other information? I'm sure you know what the consequences are if I ever came to know that you withhold anything."

Staring straight into Kingsley's cold gaze, he could only answer in a trembling voice, "I've already told you everything I know. As for the rest, I really don't know anything else…"

Keeping his gaze on Boris for several seconds to make sure that he wasn't lying, Kingsley stood up slowly and ordered Lancer, "Treat the wounds on his body. There's no need to interrogate him anymore."

"Yes!" Lancer responded before continuing, "I'll ask someone to check the IP address immediately. Once we find their location, we'll immediately send our men there to capture them!"

"Alright. Inform me if you face any troubles."

"Roger that!"

Seeing that Kingsley was about to leave, Boris quickly shouted, "I've already told you everything I know. When can you let me out of here?"

"I'll let you out when your student, Andrew, begs for me to set you free."

Spatting out those words, Kingsley strode off.

On the second day, Kingsley had just woken up when he received a call from Hades.

"Ares, there's a slight problem when we try to hack the website. We couldn't log in using the account and password Boris told us. The technical team reported that they needed a string of random numbers as the carrier. However, we still have no idea who's the person who has the numbers! Moreover, Sweoya's core technology is at least twenty years ahead of our empire. It will be nigh impossible for us to break through their firewall in a short amount of time. Besides that, it will be difficult to locate the moderator's location!"

Kingsley frowned. "Try to find the location of the person who has the carrier. Dig it out from Boris' mouth if you have to! As for the firewall, it's true that their technology is much more advanced compared to ours. If nothing works, try getting external assistance."

"Assistance? By assistance, are you talking about The Anonymous?"

The Anonymous was the first hacker organization that had just risen to fame in Qustia. They were extremely powerful and had risen to become one of the world's top five hacker organizations despite being new to the scene. Not only were they powerful, but they were also very mysterious! No one knew a single detail about the identities and locations of the boss and its members.

Hades' voice echoed from the phone. "Boss, we still don't know their identity. I'm afraid it'll be hard for us to place our trust in them."

"It's better to have no trust than to have no clues at all." Kingsley asked in a low tone, "Hades, can you contact them?"

Hades replied, "Cleapolis Military District has previously cooperated once with them. I should be able to

contact them."

"Alright, make sure you get to it immediately!"

Hanging up on the call, Kingsley clicked into a live streaming platform.

He was going to check if Peter and Mickey were going to complete the bet they made!

Clicking into the live broadcast room link Kenny had sent him, he saw the two of them sitting side by side as if they were students.

Mickey's face was completely pale as he stammered, "M-Mr. Nicholson, are you watching? We have… urgh… we have prepared the poop…"

Quite a few people entered the broadcast as they typed out their comments.

'What's going on? They're going to broadcast themselves eating sh*t?'

'What the f*ck, are my eyes deceiving me? Are the two of them crazy?'

'I guess there's no limit to the things a person will do for money! They'll do anything to get attention and clout!'

'What the hell? I was eating lunch when I entered the wrong broadcast room. Goodbye!'

At that very moment, another person commented, 'Are you guys in your right mind? You're just going to stay here and watch two men eating sh*t? The broadcast room next door has Young Master Shane

abusing his fiancée. Now that's what you call a real show!'

Kingsley's eyelid twitched as he read the comment.

Young Master Shane?

Fiancée?

Were they talking about Cecilia?!

He narrowed his eyebrows. Is Shane broadcasting his abuse on Cecilia?

Thinking about that, he immediately exited the current room and clicked on the stream that was captioned as 'Beating up the Cheating B*tch'.

The video showed a luxuriously decorated bedroom. In the middle of the screen was a large, round bed. A chair was placed in front of the bed with a gorgeous woman tied in the chair.

Her mouth was stuffed with a smelly sock, and her face was swollen red. From the looks of it, she was barely conscious.

Standing beside her was a drunk young man who was ranting to the people who had tuned into his stream. "This b*tch is engaged to me, but to think she still went out to play with other men! Today, I will beat her up until she's no longer recognizable before giving her to my brothers to play with!"

There were a few people commenting on the stream.

'This girlie is one of the Five Beauties of Cleapolis! Don't ruin her beautiful face!'

'That's right, I don't want to play with a woman who's as swollen as a pig's head!'

Looking at the woman on the screen who was about to faint, Kingsley felt a wave of chills.

That's not nobody! That's Cecilia!

Although the two of them had only met each other twice, this gorgeous woman had left a deep impression on him.

Her gaze was filled with admiration and curiosity whenever she looked at him.

Even if he didn't take that into account, there was no way he could leave her like this when she was Reene's best friend!

If anything were to happen to Cecilia, he was certain that Reene would be devastated!

Reaching a conclusion, Kingsley sent the broadcast link to Lancer. He was going to ask him to check on Shane's location.

After a short while, he received a reply from Lancer. 'Boss, we've magnified the buildings outside of the window using our technology. From the looks of it, we've deduced that this is the eastern bedroom on the eighth floor of La Myriade. We'll still need to investigate the specific room number. Should I send our men over?'

'No need.'

Kingsley replied with two words and gave a call to Mickey. "There's no need for you to eat sh*t anymore. Call your men over and follow me to a place!"

Mickey was about to cry as he whimpered, "You should've told us earlier… We've just finished eating it…"

"Don't talk nonsense. Bring your men and go to La Myriade!"