Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Karl had never expected that so many hats would be hung on his head.

Fabricating evidence, framing, illegally entering other people's networks, engaging in espionage, and so on, one by one, the proverbial cesspools were dumped onto his head, giving him an instant sensation of infamy.

He had indeed done the first three actions!

But, "engaging in espionage," this one, he could swear to God, he absolutely had not done!

"You've got the wrong person!"

"You have no evidence; let me go immediately!"

"Who reported me, I want to sue them for framing!"

That was how Karl shouted all the way.

However, Hu Daqiang, being an experienced detective, was used to such cries of innocence. No matter how Karl yelled, they arrived at the police station and Hu Daqiang pressed him directly into the interrogation room.

The distance from the 720 Company to the police station wasn't far, and it didn't take much time.

Inside the interrogation room.

Karl was pressed onto the Tiger bench, his hands cuffed with shiny silver handcuffs, and the cold light fell down, casting a cold hue. Karl's skin looked pale, unnaturally white without a hint of blood.

Creeeak—

After Hu Daqiang had done his preparation work, he walked through the door, his gaze locked on Karl from the moment he entered, accompanied by a young officer, probably for taking notes and translation.

"Name."

Hu Daqiang started with information registration as usual.

Karl, helpless, responded with the same information he had at the 720 Company. He and people like Yu Qin had meticulously designed their guise; their data could also be found on the identity information system.

But!

Hu Daqiang added, "Besides this, do you have any other identities?"

Karl bathed in the cold light as if he had stepped into deep winter, his hands were cuffed, and he was pressed on the Tiger bench. He could only match wits with Hu Daqiang.

As for breaking free?

At this time, only someone with a death wish would think about breaking free!

He calmed his breath, listened to his clear heartbeat, yet his voice remained steady, "Officer, I have reported to you all my identity information, all of which can be verified."

Hu Daqiang lifted the corners of his mouth slightly, very patient, "Is that so?"

"If this is just your subjective speculation, then I can contact the embassy and file a complaint against you!" Karl said coldly.

"Heh."

Hu Daqiang chuckled lightly.

He immediately pulled out a sheet of A4 paper from the stack of documents in front of him.

It was a personal profile.

Slowly rising to his feet, Hu Daqiang walked towards Karl with echoing footsteps in the interrogation room: "Pleased to meet you, one of the world's top ten hackers, Mr. Karl."

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck each of Karl's nerves like beads falling onto a jade plate—crystal clear.

Karl's face changed in an instant: "I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand; take a look at this personal profile first."

Then, Hu Daqiang slammed the personal profile down onto Karl's Tiger bench with a 'thud.'

Karl hastily looked down.

On the top right corner of the paper, there was his portrait.

From the left side, in order were his name, gender, age, date of birth, education, work experience, and so on—every detail correct. Karl's brows tightened as he read, he had been completely exposed!

A hacker from the world's top ten had been box-opened tracelessly!

This profile even clearly recorded that he was a core member of AW, having planned attacks on the Han River Network.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Hu Daqiang's voice suddenly broke the silence, interrupting Karl's thoughts.

At this moment.

Karl's face was a picture of complexity.

Ugly, puzzled, shocked, lost, panicked—all were there.

His eyebrows were furrowed tightly; it seemed he had nothing to say.

No, more accurately, he didn't know what to say, or perhaps, he didn't plan to say anything more, lest he revealed a crucial flaw.

Many criminals face immense pressure in the interrogation room.

The pressure doesn't come from the police; it's the case itself that has an impact, the ensuing consequences, the possible sentencing and punishment that have a profound impact on their psyche.

Some 'confessors' are the exception.

—These confessors are capable of confessing to a whole series of crimes, from theft of two hundred bucks to PC crimes, gambling, addictive drugs, which is baffling.

Karl was not among them.

He was someone with strong psychological quality; he well knew the principle of 'the more you say, the more mistakes you make.' Even with the data of being boxed-opened placed in front of him, as long as he insisted, 'how can you prove it's me,' there was still room to maneuver.

"Good!"

Hu Daqiang looked at him appreciatively, "You seem to be very knowledgeable about the interrogation process, as befits a professional."

Karl remained silent.

Hu Daqiang changed the subject: "However, your opponent seems to know you even better; they have unraveled you completely. Even if you don't admit you're the Karl from AW, it doesn't matter. Take a look at this."

A sheet full of dense data was placed before Karl.

Karl glanced at it indifferently. His face showed no significant fluctuation, but a huge shock stormed through his mind, like a gentle beach brutally battered by an unexpected tsunami!

This was his computer usage record.

The lines of access logs—crystal clear, recording the when and where he used computers, which programs he launched, which network IPs he accessed.

Among these, the main network IP he visited was the computer in the Chairman's office of the 720 Network Security Company.

And then, what?

Karl leaned forward in disbelief, fixated on the usage log.

He had also accessed the Anling City government information system.