Sun Hui's eyes shone brightly as he fixed them on Lu Mian.
Lu Mian's gaze, however, rested on the computer screen. She tapped her fingers twice, causing the surveillance video to pause on a magnified page. While intently watching the footage, she spoke casually.
"Oh, if you think so, then it is," she said with supreme calmness.
To her, Number Thirteen was just an ordinary code name. The outside world's rumors of a "top hacker," "programming genius," and other such accolades seemed to have nothing to do with this identity.
Sun Hui clenched his fists, his inner voice screaming: I don't want what I think, I want what you think!
So, is Miss Lu or isn't she?
He had just observed her. Her operations were skilled and professional; some techniques were even unknown to experts. She handled them with ease and dexterity.
"Miss Lu..."
Lu Mian had no time to dwell on such insignificant questions. She pointed to the video, signaling Sun Hui to come closer and look.
