Fatal Attraction: The CEO & His Mischievous Wife - Chapter 163

The Helen of Troy analogy was not even far off from the truth either, it was not an exaggeration in the slightest. They and other people had sent Ming Ming into missions were she was positioned like a sleeper cell. She did a good job at letting people bring down their walls and become more comfortable around her. It mainly had to do with her personality and how bubbly it was.

However, her face also played a part into it. She was the stereotypical cutesy type with the rounded eyes, young face, and full figure. Naturally that was the image she gave off and she would deliberately act a certain way to emphasize it. It was only when her aura changed were you able to see the ‘core’ of her which was a dangerous woman. The amount of supposed ’empires’ she had crushed could not be counted on one hand and many did not even know she was the cause.

There are mini ‘snowballs’ where they would cause cracks in the foundation or people’s loyalty. After that, through twisting some words and faking some incidents everything comes tumbling down. Big mafias and gangs were destroyed using these tricks or layout, it was that dependable. Who was the instigator of these snowballs? It was Ming Ming in the flesh or in the cyber flesh.

So for someone like her who had been involved in high level acts, seeing people get tortured was like a walk in the park for her. In fact, it was a memorable pass time that she would quite literally sit with popcorn and watch. There was a sadistic element in all three of them, you had to be this way after their past but it wasn’t out of the ordinary. Compared to them, there were crazier and more sadistic people out there that they had the unfortunate luck in meeting.

There was once a man they had met who would carry their enemies eyes around like a bloody show and tell. The thing that made it more unnerving was that there were so many and he would remember each and every person behind the eye. He would always wear such a sadistic smile as he reminisced over the incidents. It wasn’t like he killed blindly, each and every person he killed had deserved it in some capacity. Which made being around him a bit more bearable but they all thought he was out of his mind.

It was understandable the more you knew about him and what he had gone through. There were two categories of psychos, the ones that were born like that or the one who were turned into that. It was the age old nurture versus nature debate, this guy falling into the former category. They could also be considered to be the same, their lack of regard for certain lives and situations came from their upbringing. Caring for someone else was a luxury you cannot afford when trying to survive.

The concept of ‘surviving’ was repetitive but it was truly the answer for a lot of things. Considering the things they were forced to do, if you did not shut down some part of yourself then you would break. Especially with the age that they were at, complete children being lead around by a.d.u.l.ts. It was also the perfect age for someone to be introduced into crime, they were the most malleable. After a while that forceful action of pushing down their feelings and ideas of morals had become a natural action. Not to say they cannot and do not feel for others. It was just that they were used to more bloody scenes and being more utilitarian than the rest of the population.

That said, watching a grown man get mad over his words and lose his cool would be an enjoyable sight for them. They still all felt some semblance of anger in their hearts against them and a visual would be helpful right now. Unfortunately they had to deal with what they had and imagine. It was a regretful idea and even he wanted to jump in with his comments of how sad it was.

“Wait, wait wait Neo listen I think I have an idea.”

“…..” He didn’t respond and just waited for her to continue her thought.

“Ming Ming he’s listening, just speak. He’s too busy with the computer to respond to you, just finish your thought. What’s the idea?” Ying Yue cut in to answer for the both of them and to tell the other to continue.

“Yes yes I forgot that you’re busy. Okay so listen, I know that he won’t have security systems right and probably not a computer with a webcam either since that would be stupid. Adding on to what Ying Yue said, its probably at some hidden or underground location we can’t access right now. We can’t pinpoint the location so we can’t run over nor plant our own cameras. However, every computer has a sound system right? Why can’t we hack into his computer to pull the feed from his stereo??? Or is this too obvious??”

She spoke in a curious tone as if it was a random thought but one that might be correct. Hearing her words a lightbulb went off in his mind.

‘Yes…why did I not think of this before??’ He was so caught up in setting up his visuals and gaining control, that he had neglected other factors. There was too much for his brain to process so he did not have the liberty to think any further than what was in front of him. It was commendable to get as far as he did but he was not without fault. Her words gave him a bit more excitement at the prospect of this being successful.

Right now, Zhuang Wei’s screen was black and was typing in his own commands to break that. However, there was no toolbar or desktop for him to see the sound was changing. If he could break into a certain part of the mainframe, he could reroute the sound feed to be churned out here. Computers all naturally listened to the outside noise and what they did with that info was another thing. Since there was output, there was also input hence the speaker or microphones added on top to a system.

It was a trick hackers used often to listen in on their targets and to watch them. Those sounds or conversations were then recorded by the other party and used as an advantage or as blackmail material.

Pausing on his taunting words, he started coding in a way to hack the sound system. With him being so deep into the system, it wouldn’t take too long for him to gain control of that aspect as well.  He was fairly confident that he could keep Zhuang Wei at bay while continuing his attacks. The second screen where he was to see those keystrokes helped him immensely in timing as well.

“Okay so does that work?? Give me an answer!!” Ming Ming spoke out and he could feel that her hands were headed for his direction. He wanted to stop her but that would mean breaking his flow on the keyboard. Opening his mouth he was about to speak when he heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh behind him. Judging by the sound of the smack he could tell that Ying Yue had smacked Ming Ming’s hand away.

“Stop, why are you distracting him? Didn’t we just agree that he can’t speak and now you’re asking him to speak. See how energetic his hands are? It means that you my dear are correct and he’s trying to hack into the sound system as we speak. I didn’t even think of that, good job. Personally I’d be happy with any crumbs we can get in seeing how our revenge hits him.”

“…..how energetic his hands are?? Are we just brushing past that statement as if it was normal?? How the hell am I supposed to notice something like that??? You’re literally crazy and so are you Neo! Coding away for close to twenty minutes non-stop, if you need a break then let me know I can take over.”

“….” He kept silent at that comment and it was painful for him to hold back his insult. She had opened a trap for him and he had to resist the temptation of falling into it. The edge of his mouth went up as he fought to bring it down.

“NEO YOU THINK I DON’T SEE YOUR SMILE? WHAT YOU’RE LAUGHING AT ME?! YOU JERK!! TO THINK I COULD HELP YOU AND THIS IS MY RESPONSE. Ying Yue you see how this man is playing with me, he’s so rude.”

“….Ming Ming he wasn’t even speaking. Where did you even get this impression?”

“Don’t you see how his face is twitching, that must be what he is thinking I’m not dumb.”

“His face twitching?? Who sounds psycho now, huh?”