Ch. 1131..1135: My Wife Is A Hacker Chapter 1131-1135
Chapter 1131
"Do you think I'm more of a man than you are? It seems that you didn't understand what I was trying to convey.You see, it's not easy for you to die, but I won't let you get off with a quick death either.If you don't tell me what I want to know, I'll make it slow and painful." Jared said as though he was joking, making the others shudder.
"Jared Johnston, you should just die," the tattooed man retorted."I won't tell you anything no matter how much you torture me."
"Don't speak too soon, now." Jared looked at him playfully.
"So let's see.Can you still move your arm?"
The tattooed man's face were clenched and twisted, and his arm was trembling as it dangled limply at his side.
"Jared Johnston, give me the antidote! Quick!"
Henry's henchman could not bear it anymore, as the excruciating pain in his arm had consigned him to a life even worse than death.
Seeing this, Jared glanced at Claus with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I was right," Jared said.
He didn't last past fifteen minutes at all"Then, he looked at the tattooed man with a piercing stare, "The antidote is here, but you must first provide me with the answer to my question.So tell me, who sent you to assassinate Mr.Johnston Sr?"
"I have no idea!"
‘What a lame excuse' Jared glanced at Claus.
"Give him some more.Clause took a bottle of alcohol out and walked up to the man with the pentagram tattoo.The entire bottle of alcohol hovered in front of him, and though he had said that he was not afraid, he was, in truth, shaking with fear, as he new he would soon have a taste of death.
"If you speak now, you can still survive, but if you drag on, I'm afraid it'll be too late for your arm,"иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмClaus reminded.
"You're just trying to scare me with that bottle of alcohol.At this point, you can just take a knife and plunge it through my chest instead," the tattooed man said, maintaining his stubbornness.
"Alright then.Here, have a drink," Claus said, and proceeded to pour the contents onto the man's decaying arm.
As soon as the alcohol made contact with the wound, the searing pain sent him tumbling off onto the ground, and his entire body began to writhe.
Jared watched as the man thrashed and convulsed on the ground for a while, after which he said, You do these thing just for money.
Do you think that money would do you any good once you're dead, and do you really think that the people you are serving are worth your sacrifices?"
As he continued convulsing, he stared at Jared, still refusing to speak up.
Seeing this, Jared stepped forward and squatted in front of him, whereupon he produced a lighter and played with it.
The moment the tattooed man saw it, he knew what Jared was going to do next.
But just when Jared was about to flick the lighter on, he stopped.
"No, I'll tell you! I'll speak up!" the tattooed man yelled, having been tortured by Jared to such an extent that he no longer wanted him or anyone else to experience this any longer.
‘The money I have earned has not been spent.Is Henry Johnston not worth working for anymore?"
"Help him up."
Jared placed the lighter away and sat back on his chair.
Jared's men proceeded to help him up.
At this juncture, he was ready to talk, as looked at Jared with fear.He was shaking in fear, and his arm was limp.
"Who ordered you to do these things?" Jared's shot him a dagger of a stare.
"Can you give me the antidote first?" he said, knowing that he had to spill anyway, but he also wanted to save his arm.
"The antidote will be given to you, but it's too late for that arm.If you don't want to lose the other one, just tell me the truth.No tricks or you'll lose both of your legs."
Jared eyed him as the air became chilly around him.
Chapter 1132
"I'll tell you everything I know," the tattooed man caved in.
"Give him the antidote."
Jared looked at Claus.
Soon after, Claus administered the antidote, which stopped the decay from spreading to the rest of the man's arm, putting an end to the agony, or so it seemed.Then, the tattooed man looked at Jared with resentment in his eyes.
"That person, it won't ever cross your mind."
"Don't beat around the bush," Claus urged.
"Tell us who hired you! "Henry Johnston."
The tattooed man looked at Jared's expression the moment he had said it.
Upon hearing the name, Claus narrowed his eyes at Jared, whose expression remained blank.
"Aren't you surprised? It's your uncle who ordered me to poison your grandfather.This news will be very viral!" he said, and erupted into a gale of maniacal laughter.
"Do you know what you're talking about?" Jared asked.
"Let me tell you that you will not survive, slandering Henry Johnston."
Although Jared hated Henry, he did not wish to believe that Henry would go so far as to murder his family members.
"I'm telling you the truth," the tattooed man continued.
"Believe it or not, just a few days ago I met him in a restaurant.He ordered me to find an opportunity to have another go at the old man and said that this time, he would make that old man sleep forever.These are all his words."
Now that it had been said, he no longer had anything to hide.The fate of Henry Johnston was thus left in the hands of God.Jared, having received the photos a few days ago, then showed them to the man with the pentagram tattoo.
"Is this the person?"
"Turns out that you have been eyeing us for a long time.It seems that you're destined to find it."
"What other plans does he have in mind?" Jared continued to ask.
"That's all I know.If he had anything else in mind, he sure as hell did not inform me."
The tattooed man looked at Jared with a frown.
"I've told you everything I know.Can you let me go now?"
"I'll release you, but if you ever hurt my family members again, I'll make suffer in ways you can't even begin to imagine!"
Jared roared, and after which he ordered Claus to let the man go.
After the man with the pentagram tattoo had left, Claus turned to Jared with his brows raised.
"Mr.Johnston, I'm worried that this fellow will continue to run amok, as you've decided to let him loose."
"Don't worry, he will be going to Henry Johnston,"
Jared said, and proceeded to whisper into Claus' ear.
After that, Claus brought his men along and left the room at once.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмHenry Johnston was working in his office when he suddenly received a call from a man with the pentagram tattoo.
"It's done.Transfer the money to me.I'm off to the countryside.I feel that someone has been tailing me," the tattooed man lied.
"But the old man hasn't been dealt with just yet.There is no one else for the job other than you now," Henry Johnston argued as a sense of uneasiness flooded him.
"I still have a few men positioned near the hospital," the tattooed man said.
"I've already told them everything they need to know.Tonight, they will lure the security detail guarding the old man away.When that has been done, you can take the opportunity to sneak in."
Before leaving, he would do Henry Johnston one last favor.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмAs he had paid a huge price for what he had done, he would leave a huge prize for Henry.
"Is it plausible?" Henry asked.
"I've never anything like this before.”
"Just relax," the tattooed man replied.
"It is very simple.If you can't do it, get your son to do it.Even if something happens, you can get away by saying that you're there to protect that old man.This is your last chance.Call me only once you have wired me the money."
"I can only wire you half the money.I will give you the rest after I am done with this whole shebang."
Henry Johnston said, afraid that his efforts would go to waste if he were to transfer him all the money at once.
Chapter 1133
"I've got this, don't you worry.Send the money over now," the tattooed man said before he hurriedly ended the call.
Henry was alright before he received this abrupt call, which had left him anxious.
However, he would have no choice but to transfer the money to them, as he did not want those degenerates to ruin his plan over a bit of cash.
After he had wired them the sum, he stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked outside as he thought, 'What should I do...?'
Time passed, and when he checked his watch, he realized that it was already 7pm.It was then that Henry called Castor and Murphy over.
"Dad, what happened this time?"
Castor looked at Henry as there was always there were always serious developments going on whenever he visited his office.
"We have to act tonight..."
Henry waved at them, signaling for them to come closer to him.
"Both of you will do it together.One of you will be on the lookout and the other will enter the ward and do the deed."
Henry stared at them with a vicious look on his face.
"Dad, why don't you get that person to do it? We've never done anything like this before."
Castor protested, slightly fearful.
"That person is being tracked now, so he won't be able to do anything for us, but his people will start a commotion at the hospital, so when that happens, I need the both of you to sneak in and deal with your grandpa," Henry said.
"Get out of there as soon as you can and don't let anyone spot you."
"Dad, can you hire a professional to do this?"
"Shut it! This is the best way to minimize the involvement of others.If you succeed in this mission, all of the luxury and wealth will be yours," Henry said, continuing to indoctrinate them.
"Fine, we'll have to really make this work for our future," Castor gave himself a push.
"What if grandpa recognizes us?"
Murphy looked at Castor anxiously.
"We'll wear face masks"' Castor answered.
"If grandpa sees us, we'll just tell him that we caught a cold."
"But the surveillance cameras in the hallways will be capturing footages of us, won't it?"
"What should we do about that, Dad?"
Castor looked at Henry with his forehead creased.
"Don't worry about it.Someone will take care of that for you.Your only task is to just send your grandpa into a coma." Henry said, and gave them a stare void of all humanity.
"Okay." Castor uttered.
"Go," Henry said.
"I'll be waiting for the good news."
After Castor and Murphy had left, Henry began pacing back and forth in his office.
There was a voice in his head, telling him that it was not the right thing to do.
Henry was extremely antsy, and so, he went back home.
Then, he got his wife to pack her bags and prepared her to leave at a moment's notice.
Twilight descended upon them as a group of men plotted their scheme outside the hospital in a city spruced up with lights.
Once they were done with their preparations, they left to commence their operation.It was then that one of the men armed with a bomb barged into the level where Mr.Johnston Sr.was at, prompting the security detail who were guarding his room to clear the scene the instant they heard the alarm.
As this occurred, the surveillance cameras in his room were hacked.
Shortly after, two nervous figures appeared in the hallway, after which they rushed into Mr.Johnston Sr"s ward.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмCastor mumbled as he looked at Mr.Johnston Sr., who was fast asleep in his bed.
"I'm so sorry, grandpa.We have no choice but to do this."
Then he looked at Murphy and said, "Why are you just standing there? Do it!"
Chapter 1134
Murphy pulled a syringe out with his hands trembling, and jammed the tip into an IV bag.
Then, the duo rushed out without checking twice.
However, they retreated in fear as soon as they had reached the door, as someone had walked in.
"What are you doing here?" Jared appeared as he stared them down.
It seemed like Jared had already identified them, so Castor fumbled, "We're here to see grandpa, but he's already asleep, so we're heading back now."
He immediately tried to leave right after he had completed his sentence.
"Wait a second," Jared said, startling the duo so much that their knees almost buckled.
"What's up?"иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмCastor said, trying to sound as calm as he could.
"Why are you in face masks at night?" Jared asked, sizing them up.
"We caught a cold, and we didn't want to pass it to grandpa," Murphy answered.
"You're both ill?" Jared asked.
"Yeah." They both said, not daring to look at Jared as they were afraid that he would notice something.
"There was a terrorist attack at the stairway moments ago," Jared pointed out.
"How did you get in?"
"Well… Nothing really happened when we were coming in," Castor lied.
Jared then walked up to Mr.Johnston Sr"s bed.
"Why is the surveillance camera not working?! What did you do to grandpa?!"
Jared turned and glared at them at once, petrifying them as they thought, 'Sh*t! Jared has found out!'
Then, they slowly turned around and swallowed, as the both of them were on the verge of a panic attack.
The bodyguard grabbed their wrists in an instant, and the syringe fell out from Murphy's grasp, its clinking echoing throughout the room.
Claus picked it up and looked at it.
"Have a look at this, Mr.Johnston."
Jared snatched it from Claus and inspected it, before glaring at them.
"Why did you do this? Who told you to do this?!"
Both Castor and Murphy dropped to their knees in fear and begged, "we didn't plan this.Our dad ordered us to do this."
‘Hah, they're absolute dinguses" Jared scoffed, bringing their mission to an end.
"Why is Henry doing this?"
Jared continued interrogating them.
"He wants to be the chairman of the company, and he didn't want grandpa to displace him after he has woken up,"
Murphy spilled as he was awash in fear, while Castor kept nudging him to shut him up.
Jared smashed a mug in a rage, which frightened them to the point that they huddled together.
"He actually did this to his family for a mere position in the company?! People like him don't even deserve to live!" Jared yelled, his eyes burning with rage.
"Please check on grandpa.If you don't do anything now, we might run out of time!"
Castor reminded Jared as he still had a sliver of humanity left in him.
Jared glanced over at his grandfather.
"You can get up now."
Upon hearing that, the person who seemed to be Mr.Johnston Sr.rose and got down from the bed, before he walked up and stood next to Jared.
"Grandpa?! How..."
Castor exclaimed in horror as he pointed at the man next to Jared.
"Take your mask off, please," Jared ordered.
The bodyguard smiled as he took his mask off before Castor and Murphy's eyes.
"You're not grandpa?!" they cried in unison.
"Obviously. If he was, you would both be dead by now."
Jared stared at them, his face cold and his tone icy.
"Where's grandpa?" Castor asked.
Jared rolled his eyes and ordered, "Bring Mr.Johnston Sr.back in, please."
Soon after, a bunch of men returned pushing Mr.Johnston Sr.into the room, whereupon they hefted him back onto the sickbed.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмHe had heard everything.
Kneeling on the floor were Castor and Murphy, who were looking at Mr.Johnston Sr.in fear as one of them cried, We've messed up and we're sorry, grandpa!"
"Yeah, we've learned that we're at fault and we're truly sorry for that."
The duo crawled to his bed as they begged for forgiveness.
"Where's Henry! ? Bring him over! I wish to see him!" a furious Mr.Johnston Sr.ordered.
Chapter 1135
"Calm down, grandpa."
Jared looked at Mr.Johnston Sr.
"I'll handle this."
"It's okay, I'll settle this myself," Maximillian said.
"Bring Henry over at once."
"Where's your father?" Jared asked.
"He's probably waiting for us at home," Castor said.
Jared looked at Claus, who immediately brought his men along with him as they made for Henry's house.
However, Henry had arrived at the hospital in a hurry at around the same time.
As soon as he reached the lobby, he saw Claus walking toward him with a group of men at his flank Startled, he hid and phoned Castor in a flash.
Back in Mr.Johnston Sr"s ward, Castor's phone rang.He then turn to look at his grandfather as he did not know if he should answer the call.
"Put him on speaker," Jared ordered.
Castor answered, and Henry's voice was instantly heard from the other end of the call.
"How did it go?"
"It went perfectly according to plan,"
Castor's fumbled, his voice trembling.Henry registered the shuddering in his son's voice and hung up at once.
Seeing this, Castor stared at the phone before turning to Jared in helpless fashion.
Hiding in a corner, Henry immediately called his wife and said, "Head to the airport right now, and do it as fast as you can.A group of men are heading to our house."
"Okay!" his wife replied.
After ending the call, Henry looked out for any sign of Jared's men before sneaking back to his car to make his way to the airport.
In the airport, Henry met his wife at the spot that they agreed on and in no time, proceeded to flee to another country through the latest flight available.
When Claus had arrived at Henry's house with his men, he saw that the entire place was pitch- black.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмHe knocked on the door, but no one answered.
"Open the door!"
Bam! It was then that they smashed the door open, and Claus barged in with the men.
"Mr.Johnston?" he yelled, but no one responded, even after they called out repeatedly.
Then, Claus shot his men a look and they began their search upstairs.
"No one's here," one of them said.
Claus immediately reported this to Jared, saying, "Mr.Johnston, no one is here."
"If they're not at home, head to the airport right now!"
Jared ordered, upon coming up with the thought that they must have gone there.
"Yes, sir," Claus affirmed.
"Quick! Head to the airport!"
Claus ordered, and took his men to the airport at breakneck speed.
But once they had reached the airport, the plane that Henry was in had already taken off.
Claus kept searching for Henry in the airport until he saw the very same plane taking wing outside of the window.
Seeing this, he immediately asked a staff, Please check if there's a 'Henry Johnston! in the flight that just took off."
"Sorry, we don't have the right to disclose our passenger's information," the staff said.
Claus proceeded to call the manager of the airport on the spot, and the staff received a call right after Claus had hung up.
"Alright, got it," the staff said.
"Sir, we'll check our list of names for you now." The staff looked at Claus respectfully.
"Found it, sir.There is indeed a man named Henry Johnston on that flight.His ID number is..."
"Where is that flight headed to?" Claus interrupted.
"Roca Este."
"Got it, thank you."
Then, Claus quickly reported back to Jared upon confirming everything.
"Okay, you can come back now," Jared said, before turning to Maximilian.
"Grandpa, Uncle Henry has fled the country."