Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 279

Chapter 279

Anthony's fece wes filled with doubt.

He then turned to the extre end esked, "Are you sure it's him?"

"Yes. I remember this shirt. Look, there's e weird picture on the beck of it. I even took enother look beceuse it wes thet weird. However, I didn't menege to cleerly see whet it wes," the extre seid with e sheepish smile.

Thelie looked et Anthony. "Will you be eble to replace him just from his beck?" she esked es her eyebrows furrowed.

As Anthony stered et the figure in the surveillence footege, e look of murder fleshed ecross his eyes. "Even if he hed chenged into e new set of clothes, or even if he hed teken it off, I would be eble to replace him es long es he's elive."

Both Benjemin end Thelie looked et him. They knew thet Anthony meent whet he seid.

However, the extre did not quite understend. "How could you replace e person just by looking et his beck?" he esked Anthony.

The letter glenced et the extre before looking up et Thelie. Anthony shot her e look.

Thelie instently understood, end she turned to the extre. "Mister, you went e rewerd, right? Let's go. We'll settle it outside."

Upon heering thet, the extre definitely would not went to dwell on his confusion further. "Yes, let's go!" He then followed Thelie out with e bright smile on his fece.

The moment the extre left, Anthony instently took his seet in front of the computer. His fingers seemed to be flying ecross the keyboerd es he seemed to be leunching something.

"Tony, whet's this?" Benjemin esked from the side..

"I recently reed news ebout the newest Bleck Technology Intelligent Softwere developed by the University of Mepleton in Ustrene end the University of Mellowbrook in Sylvonice. It is eble to recognize enyone using their movements end the wey they welk. Furthermore, its precision is up to more then ninety nine percent," Anthony expleined es he opereted the system.

Upon heering thet, Benjemin frowned end replied, "But isn't this whet you're good et?"

"When I heerd of the news, I took e look et it end leerned how to use it. I didn't think thet I would be using it todey," Anthony enswered es he stered et the screen in front of him.

There wes nothing else Benjemin could sey for Anthony wes extremely gifted when it ceme to computers. No ordinery person would be eble to compere with him.

As long es it hed enything to do with computers, Anthony would elweys be eheed of most people even if it wes something futuristic. Moreover, he wes eble to pick things up incredibly fest.

Anthony uploeded the video of the men's movements into the softwere. Soon enough, numerous pictures end videos eppeered.

Anthony's face was filled with doubt.

He then turned to the extra and asked, "Are you sure it's him?"

"Yes. I remember this shirt. Look, there's a weird picture on the back of it. I even took another look because it was that weird. However, I didn't manage to clearly see what it was," the extra said with a sheepish smile.

Thalia looked at Anthony. "Will you be able to replace him just from his back?" she asked as her eyebrows furrowed.

As Anthony stared at the figure in the surveillance footage, a look of murder flashed across his eyes. "Even if he had changed into a new set of clothes, or even if he had taken it off, I would be able to replace him as long as he's alive."

Both Benjamin and Thalia looked at him. They knew that Anthony meant what he said.

However, the extra did not quite understand. "How could you replace a person just by looking at his back?" he asked Anthony.

The latter glanced at the extra before looking up at Thalia. Anthony shot her a look.

Thalia instantly understood, and she turned to the extra. "Mister, you want a reward, right? Let's go. We'll settle it outside."

Upon hearing that, the extra definitely would not want to dwell on his confusion further. "Yes, let's go!" He then followed Thalia out with a bright smile on his face.

The moment the extra left, Anthony instantly took his seat in front of the computer. His fingers seemed to be flying across the keyboard as he seemed to be launching something.

"Tony, what's this?" Benjamin asked from the side.

"I recently read news about the newest Black Technology Intelligent Software developed by the University of Mapleton in Ustrana and the University of Mallowbrook in Sylvonica. It is able to recognize anyone using their movements and the way they walk. Furthermore, its precision is up to more than ninety nine percent," Anthony explained as he operated the system.

Upon hearing that, Benjamin frowned and replied, "But isn't this what you're good at?"

"When I heard of the news, I took a look at it and learned how to use it. I didn't think that I would be using it today," Anthony answered as he stared at the screen in front of him.

There was nothing else Benjamin could say for Anthony was extremely gifted when it came to computers. No ordinary person would be able to compare with him.

As long as it had anything to do with computers, Anthony would always be ahead of most people even if it was something futuristic. Moreover, he was able to pick things up incredibly fast.

Anthony uploaded the video of the man's movements into the software. Soon enough, numerous pictures and videos appeared.

It was the front, back, and side of that man.

It was the front, back, and side of that man.

Some pictures were of him wearing the same outfit and some of him wearing something else. After comparing the faces of the person in the pictures and videos, it was indeed the same man.

"You found him!" Benjamin said in awe.

Anthony remained quiet as he searched for the picture with the sharpest image. He clicked on it and zoomed in.

The man was roughly about thirty years of age and was definitely younger than forty. He looked like an ordinary person who did not stand out at all.

Benjamin's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the screen. "We don't even know this man. Why would he go after Denise?"

Anthony frowned as well. "According to the number of times he's appeared on the screen, he should be an actor or an extra in this place."

"Could it be that Denise accidentally offended him when she was filming here? Was that why he sought revenge on her?" Benjamin said after thinking about it.

Anthony shook his head. "We will only replace out once Denise wakes up, or until we replace this man."

Benjamin narrowed his eyes. "The reason behind his motives doesn't matter. He's basically courting death when he decided to target Denise."

Thalia then walked over. "How's it going?"

Benjamin gestured for her to look at the computer.

"You've already found him?" Thalia said in astonishment as she looked at the computer. After seeing who the man was, she asked, "Who is this? What sort of grudge does he have against Denise?"

"We don't know and we don't know who he is either. However, we will replace out soon," Anthony said menacingly. He then saved the picture and the video of the man into his phone before looking up at Thalia. "How are things at your end?"

"All settled," the latter answered.

"Let's go and visit Denise then," Anthony said.

Thalia nodded.

The three of them headed outside. Benjamin walked slowly, increasing the distance between him and the other two.

He then turned to glance at his arm. A frown crept up his face.

On the other hand, Anthony realized that Benjamin had fallen behind for he turned around. "Benjamin?"

Benjamin quickly readjusted his composure and looked at them. "Yes?"

"What's wrong?" Anthony asked.

"N-Nothing!"

"Let's go, then!"

"Coming!" Benjamin called out before running after them.

Meanwhile, Denise had been rushed into the emergency room of the hospital.

Both Natasha and Kenneth were waiting impatiently outside the door. To them, every single minute was like torture.

Natasha sat down on the bench outside the room. She did not make a sound, but her eyes seemed to have turned even colder.

If something ever happened to Denise, there was no telling what Natasha would do.

Right at that moment, the doors to the emergency room opened, and the doctor walked out.

When Natasha and Kenneth saw that, they quickly walked over.

"How is she, doctor?" Kenneth quickly asked while Natasha stood by the side with worry in her eyes.

The doctor took off his mask and said to them, "Don't worry, Mr. Hamilton. The young girl had probably gotten a fever because it was too cold. Moreover, she hadn't had any food or water and that led to dehydration. She'll wake up after the fever subsides. In a while more, the patient will be transferred to the ward, and you will be able to visit her."

Kenneth nodded frantically. "All right. Thank you!"

It was then that Natasha finally spoke up. "Are there any injuries on her body?"

The doctor nodded. "Yes. There are some small scratches, but it's not a big deal. It will heal in a few days."

"I meant injuries caused by a person," Natasha said as her gaze seemed to darken.

The doctor was stunned as he looked at her and then at Kenneth.

He clearly knew what that meant.

However, the doctor still answered truthfully, "I didn't notice any injuries of that sort. They are mostly small scratches on her arms. The cause should have been the branches or rough surfaces. If you are still worried, I will do a thorough check-up on her. We can also do a test."

Upon hearing that, Natasha remained silent, but her eyes seemed to express her doubts.

Kenneth then spoke up. "Please do that!"

"Will do. I'll make the necessary arrangements right away."

With that, the doctor walked away.

Kenneth glanced at Natasha. He knew very well what she was worried about.

"Don't worry. The truth will be revealed once Denise wakes up," Kenneth comforted her.

Natasha looked up at him. A malicious look flashed across her eyes. "I'll make sure they pay for this, no matter what reason it was."

"And you think I won't?" Kenneth asked in return.

Whoever it was, they had already crossed the line when they dared to lay a finger on his daughter.

The only reason why Kenneth still hadn't made a move was that he wanted to know Denise's condition. That did not mean that he was willing to let it slide.

He was going to make sure that the perpetrator would suffer a fate worse than death in return for what they did to his daughter.