Chapter 4 Identity Found

After Emma left with the butler, Ricky dismissed the servants and remained alone in the study.

Before long, a familiar, teasing voice sounded outside the door.

"Ricky, word on the street is your dad's brought your fiancée over. Are you getting married soon?" Bruce Campbell barged in as if he owned the place, plopping down on the sofa without hesitation.

Bruce had been Ricky's steadfast friend for years. He was one of the few friends who hadn't abandoned Ricky after the latter had an accident.

"Where is she at?" Bruce looked around the room, curiosity piqued. "Why don't you introduce her to me? I'd like to see what kind of woman your father has found for you."

"There is no need. She won't be around for long. I have something more pressing to discuss." Ricky frowned impatiently and continued through gritted teeth, "That woman has appeared again."

When Bruce heard this, he was taken aback. He stopped his jesting and asked earnestly, "You mean the mysterious woman who duped you, disappeared after bearing your son, and whose face you have never seen?"

Ricky nodded, the memory of that humiliating incident casting a shadow over his features. "Cut the crap! Investigate this for me immediately."

Bruce understood the gravity of the situation for Ricky and refrained from jesting about it. He immediately retrieved his laptop and started scouring the surveillance footage, credit card transactions, and traffic logs of all the nearby hotels based on Ricky's provided details.

Despite his exhaustive efforts, he came up empty-handed.

"No luck, not a shred of evidence." Bruce sighed, his expression tinged with frustration. "It's like déjà vu from six years ago. I found nothing."

"Even a top-tier hacker can't find any clues. Who on earth is this woman?" Ricky felt a momentary sense of defeat, but it quickly dissipated. "Looks like only K can crack this case."

At the mention of "K", Bruce's eyes sparked with recognition.

K was renowned as the cream of the crop in the hacking world. Many years ago, K had caused ripples across the globe, inspiring countless newcomers to join the hacking community. Even Bruce found his way into hacking thanks to K's influence.

Regrettably, K remained an elusive figure, shrouded in mystery, and efforts to uncover any information about K had thus far proved fruitless. Their reputation as an enigmatic figure who seldom took on orders was well-known.

K didn't chase after wealth. Their motivations for accepting jobs were always shrouded in mystery. Many had poured hefty sums into finding K, only to come up empty-handed.

"I have been attempting to track down K for years, but I have had no luck reaching..." Bruce lamented, his frustration palpable. However, before he could complete his sentence, his attention was drawn to the computer screen, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "K is online!"

"Can you trace the IP address?" Ricky asked urgently, equally astonished.

"I think so. Let me give it a shot," Bruce replied, his fingers flying across the keyboard. Moments later, a triumphant grin spread across their face. "I have traced their general location, and it's nearby. I'll try to get their exact location."

"Send the precise location to Preston and instruct him to dispatch personnel to intercept K!" Ricky's demeanor turned determined.

This time, he was resolved to make contact with K. It was his last hope of locating that elusive woman.

Meanwhile, in another room, Emma delved into the depths of cyberspace, scouring for information on Ricky.

As it turned out, Ricky was the son of Dominic Johnson and his second wife. He was also their youngest son and most promising heir.

However, six years ago, he suffered a sudden disability, and his demeanor underwent a drastic transformation. Since then, he withdrew from society and gradually avoided social interactions. His family had deliberately kept the circumstances surrounding his condition concealed from the public eye.

Even less was known about Kyson. He had appeared in the Johnson family's midst seemingly out of nowhere. All that was known publicly was that he was Ricky's son, and the identity of his mother remained a mystery.

Despite all her efforts, Emma only managed to find out that Kyson had congenital autism.

However, beyond that, all information about him seemed to have been deliberately erased.

Seeing this, Ricky's peculiar request suddenly made sense to her.

He must be expecting her to fail. However, she couldn't afford to fail if she wanted to stay in this household.

Undeterred, Emma pressed on with her search until she stumbled upon two blurry photos.

In one of them, Kyson stood against the backdrop of Rinas Mountain?

Why would a child with autism, who rarely left his room, go to such a place?

If she could uncover the reason behind it, she might be able to understand Kyson and get close to him.

As she was downloading the image and analyzing it, she stumbled upon something strange. Recalling the toy Kyson had thrown out moments earlier, a plan formulated in her mind, prompting her to quickly begin typing on the keyboard.

Just then, her phone buzzed with an incoming call.

"Did you log into K's account just now?" When she answered, her subordinate asked anxiously from the other end.

Emma replied, "Yes, I did. What's the matter?"

"Someone is tracking you on the dark web. They have managed to breach the three layers of firewall you set up and are closing in on your location."

Emma's shock was palpable. Her meticulously designed security system had always been rock solid, never faltering until now. She hadn't expected that someone could infiltrate it so effortlessly.

"It seems someone is targeting you. You need to be offline immediately," her subordinate urged, his tone fraught with concern.

Before Emma could respond, the door burst open with a resounding bang.