Unlike others who were busy interacting, Joy Quinn’s gaze was fixed solely on the computer screen in front of July Quinn, where various data kept jumping.
Since July Quinn said she wanted to find out the reason behind her account being hacked from the hacker’s computer, Joy Quinn began to panic.
Because the one who got someone to hack July Quinn’s game account, to cement the accusation of her hiring someone to play on her behalf, was Joy Quinn herself.
If this were discovered privately, it wouldn’t matter much.
After all, she just got someone to hack July Quinn’s game account and didn’t do anything truly heinous.
But now, with so many people watching, and so many cameras recording everything.
If it was found out that she, Joy Quinn, was the one who got someone to hack July Quinn’s account, her painstakingly maintained image of a pure school flower would be destroyed.
It’s not possible that July Quinn is some kind of powerful hacker.
Otherwise, with all the things Joy Quinn did in the past, how could July Quinn not have discovered it yet, and still treat her well as always?
July Quinn is probably just trying to show off in front of the camera; there’s no way she can really find herself as the mastermind.
But just as Joy Quinn finished her internal reassurance, the computer screen in front of July Quinn, which was constantly flashing various data, suddenly locked on to something and emitted a beep.
July Quinn glanced at the computer screen and her fingers rapidly manipulated something, and soon a dialogue box popped up.
The dialogue box was projected onto the big screen at the same time, so everyone could clearly see the content.
[Can you help me hack JULY July’s account?]
[Master JULY? Isn’t she your sister? Why do you want to hack her account?]
[She’s no longer my sister. She’s been accused of using a substitute player, and I just want to confirm it for her.]
[But this isn’t right.]
[Darling, please help me out. The most I’ll do is go out with you for dinner this weekend?]
[Alright. But I hope during the date, you can wear my favorite sailor uniform.]
[Sure, waiting for your good news.]
[Joy, I’ve hacked Master JULY’s account. She’s going to a competition today; she definitely won’t be able to log into this account, you’ll be happy now.]
[Oh my God, you’re just too good to me.]
[Don’t forget to wear my favorite sailor uniform and accompany me for dinner this weekend.]
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The media reporters and other e-sports fans only generally understood from the above conversation that someone indeed deliberately hacked Master JULY’s account before the competition.
But it was different for Victor Hawthorne and the others.
After reading this conversation, they already vaguely knew the identity of this person.
"Was it Joy Quinn who did it? My God, how could she do such a thing?"
"In public, she always emphasizes that my grandpa is her sister, but privately she actually got someone to hack grandpa’s account. She’s a hypocritical bitch."
"I always told Boss Hawthorne before that her skill in ensnaring people isn’t ordinary, but Boss Hawthorne didn’t believe it. Look, now this is the best proof. To hack our grandpa’s account, she actually agreed to wear a uniform and date someone..."
Victor Hawthorne didn’t say anything; he just kept staring at the chat content on the screen in a daze.
Maybe he truly liked her, which is why he couldn’t accept that someone he once admired turned out to be so contemptible.
In the corner, Joy Quinn also had a look of astonishment on her face.
Because she didn’t expect that July Quinn truly had the skill to track the hacker who hacked her account and find the chat records between her and the hacker...