She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 227: Gray Area

Chapter 227: Gray Area

It only circulated online and was not subject to any national or legal jurisdiction or control due to its virtual nature.

It had become the preferred choice for many illegal transactions, especially for money changers and some underground gambling dens, boxing arenas, and so on.

Konner's information showed that he was just an ordinary person and he never had the opportunity to come into contact with such a large quantity of gold coins.

There was a remitter's account number listed above, but the name column only had a single letter "K". Cheyenne couldn't help but wonder about it.

The first thing Iker thought of was to find a hacker to help him search since he didn't know anyone in his circle whose nickname was "K".

Cheyenne casually glanced at the information and memorized the account number while sipping on her soup.

It was sunny on Friday afternoon.

After finally making it through a week, Jerry was relieved. His major in college was educational psychology. But it was not his ambition. His pursuit was computer technology. He stayed up late for a week, typing code until three or four in the morning before going to sleep.

The young man had dark circles, a sallow complexion, and several blueish whiskers on his chin. He wore a crumpled gray robe that made him look like a tramp.

His dormitory roommates couldn't help but tease him, "Jerry, with your overly weary appearance, did you sneak off to a hotel room with some young lady last night?"

"Go away, you don't understand anything. As a student of educational psychology, you will become a teacher in the future. Is it really okay to behave like a scoundrel?"

"Ha-ha. I heard some banging noises from you last night in the middle of the night..." Do you watch some porns?

Before his roommate could finish his words, Jerry's phone rang. He saw an unfamiliar number on the screen. Thinking it was a sales call, he instinctively hung up.

Unexpectedly, that person persisted and called again.

Jerry couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows. He was about to hang up, but his roommate snatched the phone away and quickly pressed the answer button.

The voice on the phone was sweet and charming, like a oriole singing in a valley, but with a hint of coolness. It sounded like someone in her twenties.

"You finally answered the phone."

"Who are you?"

Watching his roommate answer the phone for him, Jerry anxiously wanted to grab it back, but unfortunately his roommate was taller and stronger than him.

Their first meeting was brief, and Cheyenne couldn't even remember what Jerry's voice sounded like. But now, hearing someone answer the phone, she assumed it was him and got straight to the point.

"This is Cheyenne. I need to talk to you about something. Do you remember me from last time we met?"

"Cheyenne?" The guy on the other end of the line flirtatiously winked at Jerry and answered in a sleazy voice, "What's up? My angel, do you miss me? Where did we ever meet? I don't remember."

Cheyenne felt goosebumps rise on her skin as she wondered how Jerry could say something so reckless when he had seemed like such a cowardly person in front of her.

Besides, he had feelings for Nora.

Something wasn't right.

Just then, an angry voice came through the phone. "Jimmy! Enough already! That's my phone! Give it back!"

"What's wrong? Are you afraid to let me know that you have a girlfriend with such a lovely voice? She sounds like a beauty. How about we play games together sometime?"

"No way! Give me my phone back!"

Jerry struggled hard before finally snatching his phone back and stuttering out an explanation over the line.

"Miss Lawrence, please don't misunderstand. That was just my roommate Jimmy. He's a good man but frivolous sometimes."

"OK, I need your help with something."

Miss Lawrence needed HIS help?

This left Jerry feeling confused since Cheyenne was clearly more skilled than him when it came to technology; if she couldn't handle it herself, then how could he?

"Miss Lawrence, you see my skills are still below yours. If it's something difficult, I'm even more..."

"Don't worry, it's not anything too difficult. I'll add you on Facebook Messenger and send you an account and IP address to check the owner of this computer."

Without giving Jerry a chance to refuse, Cheyenne hung up the phone and added him as a friend.

A long string of IP addresses was sent over, and Jerry logged in to take a look. It turned out to be an account for Grey Area.

As the name suggests, Grey Area was similar in nature to Dark League but stood alone as a more high-end core website.

The people inside were undoubtedly those with certain backgrounds.

Jerry entered the bank account number and found all information about this member; there were dozens of financial transactions on this account.

"K", the most recent transfer was two million dollars on May 16th - three days before Konner died in a car accident. And he had deposited that money into his foreign bank account beforehand.

Who exactly was "K"?

Jerry continued browsing through Grey Area's website; when he first came across Dark League's site, everything almost overturned his imagination about the world.

There was another saying circulating among their hackers: if you haven't made it onto Dark League's leaderboard yet then you haven't seen much of this world at all.

When Konner first entered Dark League he saw some videos that scared him so badly that he suffered from mental breakdowns for over a month afterwards; later on he deliberately avoided those messages only looking for things that were useful for himself instead.

He never expected Grey Area would shock him even more than before. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

On its homepage hung up one wanted poster with blood-red banners reading "Hiring at High Cost," while below there was an eerie skull dripping blood.

Clicking on it revealed enlarged red fonts reading, "Mr. X., Headhunting: Three Million Gold Coins!"

Three million gold coins converted into US dollars amounted to three hundred million dollars!!!