Why it never ends

Chapter 123
They have been immersed in that set of high-class communication methods for too long, and everything from the digital world is probably just a "novelty" that is not elegant enough for them.

Such a person usually does not set a separate password for each of his accounts - in other words, his password may be common across different accounts.

Sure enough, Sean quickly used this password to log into his external mailbox. Not only that, he also used Bergman's naming method to randomly make up several email addresses with different suffixes, and some of them really hit.

Sean's fingers are flying on the keyboard, and he still has a lot of social work libraries in his hand.With this breakthrough, he can then try to log in to other websites in batches.

Time passed by, and when Sean returned to the coffee buffet again, he had already mastered most of Bergman's information:

Full name, place of birth, address, social security number, personal phone number, personal email address, license plate, driver's license number, family members...

Granted, Bergman will soon receive a message from real headquarters informing him that his mailbox has been hacked, and perhaps he'll recall the strange Adam from before and realize that he's given his computer password to a face. Strangers who have never met.

But what's the use of that.

His store system has not been really invaded, and his property and reputation have not been damaged at the moment. Even if he calls the police, the police can't do anything for him.

From this moment on, Bergman has stood in the bull's-eye, but there is nothing he can do, because when to pull the trigger depends entirely on Sean's mood.

He was finally able to sit down, relax, order a cup of coffee, and wait for Calvin to return.

The only question now is how to get this annoying middle-aged man to lose his fortune, lose his reputation, lose his job and be rejected by his friends and family after a few months.

It was an interesting question, and Sean was willing to spend some of his precious time on it.He was engrossed in his plan when he heard a loud noise in the distance, followed by people screaming and crying.

"Something happened! Something happened!"

Sean stood up with great interest, and also planned to watch the excitement.

The fence on the second floor was already surrounded by passers-by, and it took him a lot of effort to squeeze to the front, but what he didn't expect was that the person lying on the ground on the first floor was none other than Calvin. .

Calvin half curled up on the ground with a painful expression, the floor under him had been cracked, and a screaming little boy was held in his arms.

Sean's face suddenly turned pale. He pushed away the crowd behind him with all his strength, and quickly ran downstairs from the nearby corridor.

When he arrived, Calvin downstairs had recovered a little.

"Carl—what's wrong with you!"

"...I'm fine, don't need to yell," Calvin said quickly, holding Sean's shoulder, "don't touch me yet, I'm a little... dizzy."

When he fell from the second floor with the little boy in his arms, although his thick shoulders acted as a buffer, his head still hit the ground inevitably.

Calvin felt a tinnitus that rose and fell like ocean waves, and his vision became a little blurred.

"Sir... Sir?" A gentle voice came from above Calvin, and he felt a woman bending over to look at him.

In his blurred vision, Calvin couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but her long light-blond hair hung in mid-air, swaying with her movements.

Calvin was a little dazed.

For a moment, he felt as if he had suddenly returned to the days of the Hekla Wasteland.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand towards the long golden hair, muttering.

"……Mother?"

The whisper was so faint that almost no one heard it except Sean.

Sean glanced at Calvin in disbelief. He followed his brother's gaze and finally noticed that there was an extra woman beside him.

This woman couldn't tell her age, and she was so slender that she seemed to be recovering from a long illness.Her eyes were filled with concern and worry for Calvin, and she didn't even realize that her hair was loosened in a hurry.

Behind her, the little boy who was rescued by Calvin was holding the skirt of the woman tightly. He was only about five or six years old, and looked forward nervously.

Although he only glanced at it, Sean immediately understood why Calvin blurted out and called out his mother just now.

Mom also has such long light blonde hair.

For a moment, Sean seemed to be strangled by something.

From the moment I stepped into this mall today, everything around me suddenly became less lovely.

Whether it's the eyes of people around, the shoes in the showcase, or those annoying shopkeepers...everything that happens here is like a tiny scream.

These voices converged to remind him that he was out of place here.

However, Calvin couldn't hear these voices. He didn't know whether to say that his brother was too generous or too dull. When he clearly sensed the hostility from many sides, and even planned a counterattack, what was Calvin doing?
He saved a child here.

He used himself as a human shield to save a child.

He didn't turn on the bullet time, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a mess now.

Sean looked at Calvin, his eyes gradually turned from shock to puzzlement, and there was an unknown fire in his heart - he suddenly realized one thing, Cal may never know why these dregs in the habitable land look down on him , Maybe he doesn't care, just like he always doesn't care about other people's arrogant or contemptuous gazes, and his reaction is flat.

He is like a log who never cares, or an old cow who only knows how to bow his head to pull goods. He doesn't feel the whip.

"I'm fine, ma'am..." Calvin replied in a low voice. He blinked vigorously, trying to make his vision clear—although he believed that no one should have heard his murmur just now, but because of the momentary reaction , Calvin still blushed a little.

He adjusted his breathing and planned to stand up.

"Please wait a little longer!" The woman hurriedly said, "If you fell from such a high place, you can't just walk like this... I've already contacted the doctor, don't worry—"

"It's okay," Calvin said in a low voice, "I can judge my own state, and I really need to go for some tests, but I can do it myself... Your child is okay."

The woman was startled, thinking of something, she turned her head, "Joy, how did you climb up the fence?"

The little boy was still in shock, and he was still a little absent-minded at the moment. After several inquiries from his mother, he pointed timidly at the flower vines hanging from the top of the corridor on the second floor.

"flower……"

The woman looked up, "Do you want to climb up to pick flowers?"

"um, I--"

"What's wrong with you guys!"

Sean had a sudden attack, which shocked everyone. His eye sockets turned red at some point, and he bit every word hoarsely, "Take the child out, don't look at it carefully, let it run around!"

He glared at the little boy viciously, "Why didn't you fall to death—"

(End of this chapter)