The subordinate took the file and flipped it open. He was stunned when he saw the contents inside.
We have dug deep into her background yet came up with nothing, which is just too strange. How can a mere author be this formidable? This is totally unbelievable! This so-called author is not only an amazing hacker, she has great driving skills, as well as a strong organizational ability. More importantly, she is a woman!
Mason couldn’t begin to imagine who she was exactly.
Other than Janet, he had never heard of anyone so amazing.
Before this, he had suspected that Rose was Janet, but this suspicion completely disappeared after he saw Rose’s face last time.
“Boss, what should we do now?”
“Take the bullets back to the Lowry Residence as soon as possible.” Mason took his phone and dialed a number with his thin lips pursed. His only hope now was that Janet would be able to interpret the serial number on it and discern which organization it belonged to.
Meanwhile at Woodsbury University, Sean came to pick Janet up after her class had ended.
After Janet got into the car, something crossed her mind when she was sitting with her legs crossed. “Where’s the bullet?” she drawled.
Sean glanced in the rearview mirror and replied curtly, “In the villa.”
“Alright.” Looking at the view outside the window, Janet thought to herself, I wonder who messed with him.
When they returned to the villa, sure enough, there were many people there.
Janet sat on the sofa with her legs crossed as she took the bullet from Sean.
“Miss Jackson, remember to wear the gloves,” Sean reminded from the side.
She was slightly stunned by his words and curved her lips. “You are quite attentive.”
There were three bullets in total, all of which were neither light nor heavy—one of them was a pistol bullet while the other two were rifle bullets.
They felt strange when they were held in her hands.
It was obvious that the bullets were intricately designed, which suggested that they were custom made by an organization.
However, instead of immediately pointing it out, she drew closer to the bullets to scrutinize the serial number.
Seeing that she was so focused, Sean couldn’t help but say, “This organization is not easy to deal with. Young Master Mason went to Markovia for a day, yet he found out nothing about them. Miss Jackson, we can only rely on you now.”
Janet kept staring at the serial number on the bullets without raising her head, but her thin lips were curled up slightly.
This organization should be formidable for being able to annoy him so much. Her eyes gradually deepened as she stared at the serial number on the bullets. She raised her eyes and glanced at Sean, an unfathomable emotion flashing across her eyes. “These bullets…”
