My Wife is a Hacker Chapter 379

Jared heard the voice over there and frowned in disgust, then whispered to Max, “Follow the protocol
and deal with it, but don’t get your hands dirty.”

Max said “yes” , and then with a gentle wave of his hand, two men came up from behind him, carried
Solomon like garbage, and threw him into the cold detention room. He then turned his head and looked
at the person behind him, his frosty face looking inexplicably intimidating.

“He behaved indecently in public, abused psychedelic drugs, and even assaulted a bar girl. Inspector
Pearce, how would you handle this case?”

Inspector Pearce quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked at the imposing young man and
knew that the young man was someone whom he could not afford to mess with.

Looking at Solomon, who was constantly writhing like a bug in the detention room, Inspector Pearce’s
face appeared grave.

‘How dare this Solomon do whatever he pleases in his territory!’ he said in his mind.

He would not have cared had Solomon kept things in the private lounge, but he took the woman outside
and the surveillance had captured his act of pursuing excitement and even assault in its entirety. Misuse
of psychedelics was a serious offense in San Joto. No way Solomon was not aware of it.

Thinking of this, Inspector Pearce’s face sank Instead of beating around the bush, he spoke directly to
Max.

“Investigation is being carried out in full swing, and we will certainly give you all an answer. Solomon’s
blood test is already underway, and we will soon know what he has done to himself. Another thing, we
want to find how you found what happened and made the report.”



Max nodded. He passed a glance over, and a woman came out.

There were bruises on her face and body. It looked like she had been badly abused, with her beautiful
face completely unrecognizable now.

Inspector Pearce had handled many cases, but he still could not help but gasp in shock at seeing the
woman’s condition.

‘Solomon is really a scumbag!’ he said in his mind.

Max saw the surprised expression on Inspector Pearce’s face and said, “We were in the private lounge
next door when we heard a woman calling for help. So we opened the door to see what was going on,
and the rest was history.”

Inspector Pearce nodded in acknowledgment. Although not in the way he had imagined, their affidavit
was noticeably more accidental and truer, and his apprehension about this case lessened. He now found
Solomon really disgusting.

A medic hurried over and nodded to Inspector Pearce with a serious face.

No wonder Solomon got so high for so long; he had taken none other than the most common aphrodisiac
sold in the black market. Commonly known as philter, it was added to whiskey to increase its efficacy and
could make people delirious.

Inspector Pearce’s eyes turned cold as he looked at Solomon in the detention room.

“Wake him up!” The detestation in his voice was apparent. Max walked out of the cold detention center,
followed by several people and a docile-looking woman.

As the intense sunlight beat down on his body, he looked back at her in appreciation.



“You’re doing a good job.” The woman smiled and had a kind of abused beauty in her with those bruises
on her face.

Max did not miss a hint of exhaustion hidden in her eyes. He waved his hand, and soon someone behind
him handed a few thin pieces of paper into the woman’s hand. She took it, and soon her eyes widened.

It turned out to be her termination letter with the clubhouse.

She was just an ordinary waitress in that clubhouse at first, but later, because of her good looks, she was
tricked into the trade by the manager, and signed a contract with astronomical liquidated damages for
breach of contract. If she worked for less than ten years, she could never pay off that money.

At first, she had agreed to the deal because she hated Solomon, not expecting that they would do her
such a big favor.


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