Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 211

When James came to Marcus, he was staring at something with downcast eyes at the moment.

"Well, let's talk about that later. Someone sent me their information."

James was confused.

He moved closer to look at them, and then fell silent.

Those were exactly the information of those few gangsters with everything they had done from childhood to adulthood written down clearly.

"You said that... someone sent these to you?"

"Yes," Marcus nodded his head and coldly said two words, "Symon Edward."

James' face instantly turned gloomy.

"Why is it him?"

'What does this guy want? Is he trying to tell us that he knows everything about our movements?' He thought.

Marcus' cold eyes sparkled, "We found him, but we can't call the police."

Symon's movements were caught by them this time, but he was not alarmed. Instead, he told them openly that he had a set of viruses that could hack into any network.

If they called the police, that madman Symon might really do it. By then, the entire world's network would be paralyzed for a short period of time.

As the top hacker in this world, he could do that.

Perhaps many technicians and hackers could work together to kill those viruses in a short period of time, but in this era where everything depended on the internet, even a half hour of internet nonfunctioning would bring untold trouble and huge losses.

Therefore, Marcus and the others really didn't dare to do anything.

James was so angry with the information in his hand that he laughed. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"What the h*ll does Symon want!"

Marcus was relatively calm. "Don't worry, he won't live long. As long as he behaves himself in the meantime, it's okay not to call the police."

"What do you mean?"

Marcus took out a piece of information and handed it to him.

"Symon has cancer, advanced gastric cancer that can't be saved."

This was a report of Symon's medical examination.

Two months ago, Symon was diagnosed with cancer. Instead of having treatment, he stayed sick as if he was not the one with cancer.

He lived as if he was an outsider in this world, standing in the darkness and observing the world like a square peg.

In addition, during this period of time, except for the somewhat tragic death of Brian, he didn't make people fall deeper into the abyss or kill people when he met the kind of men who gambled and drank and also committed domestic violence later.

Symon just used an account to expose all those people's crimes on the internet and dig up dirt on all those people. If someone's crime was too severe, the police would go to their house and directly arrest them.

These could simply be called gentle compared to the previous creepy ways.

His change was visible as if he was dragging his tattered body to try to struggle a little out of the darkness.

"Keep an eye on him. That thing he has... We'd better not anger him for now."

A talented criminal, Symon Edward. What a pity for such a person.

If he had lived in an ordinary family, he might have been the pride of a family or even a nation. But ...

Fate was too harsh on this man.

Marcus quickly handed over the information about those punks to the police station.

Since those few gangsters dared to rob a few kids, they must have done this sort of thing before and even stole some valuables.

Especially that yellow-haired leader. He was caught accidentally stealing from a lonely old man's home some time ago. After an argument with the old man, he pushed the old man down and caused the old man to become paralysed. The old man was still in hospital for treatment. The thief was never caught, but the case was unexpectedly solved today because of this accident.

In the end, all those gangsters were sentenced, a few years to a few decades. With Marcus' evidence and information, several of their charges were added together and they were all sentenced to the serious ones.

The prison gangster's leader sat down on the floor with weak legs when he heard all those crimes he had hidden were implicated. His expression was dull as he looked at the window with iron grating.

In this instant, he remembered the tall, cold man and the words of his henchman.

The man wasn't letting them off the hook then. On the contrary, he was trying to get them killed fair and square!

He was going to spend basically the rest of his life in jail. Listening to the cries of his little brothers, he was filled with regret at this moment.

Why did he rob those kids?

That was right... It was all that guy's fault!

The leader of those gangsters rolled and crawled as he shouted, "I was wronged... I was misled..."

The matter of the gangsters came to an end.

Marcus and the others did not tell Nancy about the follow-up to this incident, and she quite inattentively forgot about those people long ago.

The next day, Nancy asked her driver to pick up her little friend Jane at home early.

When Jane looked at the luxurious villa manor in front of her that covered a huge area, her mouth was so open that it could stuff an egg.

Her father ran a small company and her family lived in a small villa, so their family could be considered rich. But that was not worth mentioning in front of the wealthy Brook family.

But Jane was a cheerful and innocent child. She really did take Nancy as a good friend, so after a moment of admiring the Brook family's villa, she quickly put that aside when she saw Nancy.

The two little girls cuddled together. To be precise, Jane picked Nancy up straight away.

The little one was a head shorter than Jane.

Jane was particularly fond of Nancy. After all, Nancy was a real-life doll and a friend with her...

Holding Nancy's soft sweet hand, Jane felt so happy!

"Here you are? You're Jane, right? Come in. Have a seat." Windy didn't even go to work as she knew that the little friend Nancy had made at school was coming to their house today.

Jane politely said "hello" and was a little shy when she saw Nancy's mum.

"Wow, Nancy, your mum is so pretty."

The words were whispered to Nancy, but they were heard by windy, who smiled even more affectionately and brought all the delicious fruit in the house to greet the child.

Nancy nodded her head very hard in agreement with her best friend's words, "Yes, my mum is the best mum in the world."

Jane said, "My mum is also the best mum in the world."

Nancy frowned and corrected her, "My mother is the best."

Jane said, "But I think my mum is the best too."

The two besties looked at each other and felt that their friendship was about to change.

The two children let go of the hands they were holding and argued over the topic.

Nancy started to count with her little fingers, "My mother is beautiful and gentle. She can cook and earn money and tell me stories..."

She spoke in a sweet voice about the good qualities of her mother. Not to be outdone, Jane also counted the good qualities of her mother.

"My mum is pretty too. She also sends me to school. She goes to every parent-teacher conference for me. She does my laundry..."

The two children couldn't reach an agreement as they counted.

Nancy said, "Why do we have to compete? Since our mothers are both so awesome, how about tying them for first place?"

Jane was suddenly enlightened.

"Right. Why should we compete? Nancy's mum and my mum can be tied for first place!"

The two children looked at each other and reached an agreement, and then they joined hands again.

"Jane, eat this. This is delicious."

"Good. Nancy, eat it too."

Their friendship was miraculously saved, and the conversation moved on quickly.

Windy, who watched the whole thing, was speechless.

'Friendship among children is just so amazing!' She thought.