The new optical mouse didn't crash onto the floor, but Zhang Hei's hand gripped it so tightly that perhaps it would be crushed by the force.
"It's the same person..." Zhang Hei muttered as he continued to stare at the figure sitting in front of computer 17.
From the angle visible on the monitor, he couldn't see what the young man was doing with computer 17. He couldn't see what kind of page the man was opening, and he couldn't see what he was typing either. However, he could guess that the young man opened a website where he started spreading bad rumors about Jun and Mo Lan, and he must have typed fake rumors that ended up causing chaos throughout the country.
"That's the same person who injured your foot at the debut showcase, right?" Zhang Hei spoke again when Jun didn't respond immediately.
