Chapter 1791
"Stefan!" Renee answered directly.
Justin's expression immediately changed. "No way!" "Why not?" Renee huffed, then complained, "I rarely ask for your help. I just need you to find someone's IP address, which you said was easy to do, but you don't even want to help me with that." "You don't understand!" Justin sighed. "He's a special case. I can even get you the president's IP address, but I'm sorry, just don't ask me to get you Stefan's." There was only one reason he couldn't do it-Austin had specifically warned Justin not to stick his nose into Stefan's affairs before he left for Beach City, and told him that if he did, he would break his legs. Justin loved his legs too much to disobey Austin.
"Please!" Renee put her hands together and begged, "You know I've been going mad searching for him. This is the only clue he left behind, but I can't use it the way you can. Please do me a favor and help me crack it. I'm sure it won't take up much of your time."
Justin shifted uncomfortably. "Time isn't really the issue here..." "Then what is?" "It's just that I can't." Justin exhaled deeply, then added, "If he texted you, it means he's alive, but doesn't want to show himself. I'm sure he's facing something or has a plan; either way, I don't want to get in the middle of it." "You...!" Renee stood up and strangled Justin. "I wont go easy on you if you don't help me crack it." Justin was a genius in hacking, but Renee was more skilled than him in martial arts.
Justin's face started to turn red, and he yelped, "Let me go! Ugh, I can't breathe... Let go!" "Well, are you going to help me or not?" Renee snarled as she tightened her grip on Justin's neck. Justin was her last option, so decency had gone out the window.
"Fine, I'll help you! Just let me go, okay?" Justin gasped, tugging at her hands. She was just too violent... Justin had no choice but to go against his grandfather- he'd rather be disabled than dead.
"That's more like it!" Renee let go of Justin and dug her phone out, then clicked on Stefan's profile picture. "This is it. Go ahead!" "Ahem, let me see." Justin massaged his sore neck and took Renee's phone. When he saw that Stefan's profile picture was a moon, he teased," Gosh, he's so old-fashioned. How can a man use something like this as a profile picture? I thought it was my mom for a second!" Middle-aged people typically used pictures of nature, flowers, or their family as profile pictures, so Stefan's was certainly quite odd.
"I asked you to get his IP address, not comment on his profile picture!" Renee snapped impatiently. "Stop wasting time! I think thirty minutes should be enough for you given your skills, right?"
Justin turned on his virtual keyboard and a screen lit up in the air. A series of codes appeared on the screen, and Justin smirked. "Thirty? I'll crack it in ten!"