The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt.
Vincent Moore simply didn’t look up and applied to the man: "Amadeus, I’ll go out and call Mr. Radcliff to urge them again."
"Alright." Amadeus Yancey didn’t even lift his eyelids, nodding slightly with a very indifferent deanor, indicating he should go out and call.
Vincent picked up his phone, glanced again at the person on the other end of the video who seed to have quieted down, pursed his lips, feeling anxious, and went out.
...
After going out, he didn’t go far, but found a spot in the corridor by the window not far from the living room.
Vincent made sure he wouldn’t disturb the people inside before taking out his phone and dialing the number for The Ninth Institute without thinking.
Wallace Radcliff had been by Amadeus Yancey’s side for years, and although he was from The Ninth Institute, he had interacted with them before.
Vincent dealt with him in a more casual manner.
"Hello."
The call connected almost instantly, the rough voice from the other side was loud, full of energy.
Hearing his voice, Vincent’s heart eased a bit, imdiately asking about the password decryption: "Mr. Radcliff, the phone password I asked you to help decrypt..."
"Didn’t you call an hour ago to ask the sa thing? Why are you calling again?" Wallace’s straight-talking nature ca through as usual, direct in his speech, saying whatever ca to mind without beating around the bush: "I’ve told you several tis, the one you asked to crack isn’t as easy as you think, at the fastest, it’ll take us half a day to get it done! And that’s if everything goes smoothly, it might even take a day or two..."
A day or two is too long!
Vincent pressed his lips tightly, clutching his phone, trying to sound less anxious, but still revealing so urgency: "No, half a day is too long, I’m in a hurry, can you speed it up?"
"I’ve already told you the fastest results," Wallace said loudly and confidently.
Vincent’s heart sank, refusing to give up, he frowned and asked: "Mr. Radcliff, isn’t there any other way?"
"What other way are you talking about?" Wallace, annoyed by his persistence, spoke even more directly: "...The fastest way is to have the phone’s owner unlock the password themselves."
Vincent imdiately shook his head and told him: "That’s not feasible, that person won’t cooperate."
"Then that’s settled!" Wallace said assertively: "I’ve already told you the fastest resolution ti that we’ve discussed, if you’re not satisfied, I have no other solution... Unless..."
He paused, as if rembering sothing: "Right, there’s one person who can be faster than us! It’s just we don’t know if she’s busy, but if she’s willing to help, she’ll definitely be faster than both Mario Cagwin and combined! Only she has the skill to solve your problem in less than half a day."
"Who?" Vincent had almost lost hope, but now found himself filled with hope again, hurriedly urging him: "Send that person’s phone number, I’ll contact ’them’ imdiately."
At the sa ti he hung up the call, Wallace’s text ssage had already arrived.
A dostic number?
Is there soone in the country better at computer technology than Wallace and Mario Cagwin?
Vincent felt uncertain, but having known Wallace for a while, he was well aware of Wallace’s character.
Wallace isn’t soone who likes to exaggerate!
Since Wallace personally acknowledged that person’s computer skills, then that person’s computer skills must be truly remarkable!
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