Urban System in America
Chapter 36: DAMN!

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: DAMN!

Whatever the reason may be, he would definitely find out the truth.

But that had to wait for later. Right now, he needs to focus on his class.

So, he simply shut down the phone for now and made his way to the next lecture.

It was Entertainment Industry Economics, a subject he particularly enjoyed, and the professor would also occasionally share tidbits and gossip, making the class unexpectedly engaging.

Still no matter how hard he tried, his mind kept circling back to everything that had happened today, especially Blair’s connection with Professor Clement.

Thinking about it, he tightened his grip on the phone.

He knew this phone would play a major role in his mission.

As soon as the bell rang, he hurriedly left the class and rushed toward his car. But the moment he sat inside, his mind cooled down.

He took deep breaths to calm his restless thoughts.

No matter how urgent the situation was, rushing on the road would only get him killed.

And he cherished his life very much.... especially after already dying once.

Carefully driving home, he arrived shortly after.

Throwing his bag carelessly onto the bed, he quickly powered up his computer.

Without wasting a second, he turned the phone back on and connected it to his system.

His fingers moved swiftly, almost instinctively, as he initiated a brute-force attack to crack the lock screen password.

After spending over a year in the system space learning hacking basics with a tenfold efficiency boost, bypassing a simple phone lock was child’s play.

It took less than a minute before the screen flashed open, granting him full access.

First, he blocked all tracking features that could be used to trace the phone.

After that, he quickly scanned through the apps, photos, and messages, looking for anything suspicious.

The system’s mission was clear: expose Professor Clement. But how was Blair connected?

The phone’s gallery contained countless pictures of her flaunting expensive bags, high-end clothing, and extravagant accessories.

A quick glance at the timestamps revealed that this sudden luxury had begun just a month ago...precisely when Adrian had noticed the change in her.

Navigating to the messages, Rex’s suspicions were confirmed. A chat with a saved contact under the name "Prof. C" revealed cryptic yet suggestive conversations.

Prof. C: Did you enjoy the gift?

Blair: Of course! You always have the best taste.

Prof. C: Good. You know the deal. Stop by my office after classes tomorrow.

Blair: Mhm, see you then.

Rex raised an eyebrow slightly. He hadn’t expected them to be so bold as to actually do things in the office.

But then he frowned.

This was suggestive.... but not solid proof.

He scrolled further, looking for more. His fingers stopped when he saw a more recent message.

Prof. C: Let’s meet again at night. Same place.

Rex exhaled sharply. This was the message he had seen earlier. The implications were undeniable. But was Blair the only one? Or were there others?

Digging deeper, he found a hidden encrypted folder in the phone’s storage.

A folder that had been deliberately secured.

A folder that screamed "valuable evidence inside."

Seeing how it was specifically encrypted, he knew he would definitely find something important here.

Inside were dozens of encrypted photos.... explicit and compromising.

Looking at the explicit photos with all kinds of kinks, uniforms, and poses made his blood boil.

These photos truly opened the eyes of a virgin like him. (Oh, wait... he wasn’t a virgin anymore. *Sad cries*.)

All of them had date-stamped titles.

Seeing that it was just these photos, he quickly closed the folder. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

But thinking about it, he couldn’t help but sigh. A beautiful flower was stuck in cow dung.

Even though Blair couldn’t be considered a top beauty like Daisy, Sophie, or Isolde, she definitely stood out compared to ordinary women.

And a girl like her wouldn’t have any shortage of men chasing after her. Even hooking up with a rich second-generation heir was entirely possible.

Just like Adrian...he had chased after her for a long time before she finally agreed to be his girlfriend.

Even though Adrian’s family wasn’t on the level of billionaires, they certainly had no problem taking out tens of millions of dollars if needed.

Of course, that was his family...not him. Rich second-generation heirs like him only received monthly pocket money from trust funds set up by their parents.

And yet, she had abandoned a good stock like Adrian for a bloated middle-aged man...all for some money? That was beyond Rex’s understanding.

Based on what he knew about Adrian, he definitely wasn’t stingy. He just didn’t have access to massive amounts of wealth yet, but even then, he still received tens of thousands of dollars a month.

And somehow, Blair wasn’t satisfied with just that much money.

Rex shook his head, throwing away his unnecessary thoughts.

Anyway, it wasn’t his place to judge how others lived their lives.

It was their life. They could do whatever the hell they wanted...just as long as it didn’t negatively involve him.

Refocusing on the phone, he carefully searched for more clues.

Going through past conversations, he uncovered even more shocking things.

Professor Clement wasn’t just having an illicit relationship with Blair...he was possibly involved with multiple students at the same time.

And it wasn’t just about the relationships. He was also helping them get higher grades, even outright passing failing students.

And that wasn’t all.

Rex also discovered that the professor was receiving bribes from students or their families to manipulate grades.

The more he searched, the more dumbfounded he became. He had expected to find some dirt on the professor, but he hadn’t expected blockbusters like this.

This wasn’t just a simple exposé anymore...this was career-ending, reputation-destroying, criminal-level corruption.

But even after searching for hours, aside from these messages and photos, he didn’t find anything truly useful.

Yes, the photos and messages were damning and could serve as evidence, they weren’t enough.

Texts could be claimed to be fabricated. Photos could be dismissed as edited.

After all, manipulating messages and phots like these was easier than ever.

He needed something "stronger."

Something "irrefutable."

Something that would" bury" Clement for good.

(End of Chapter)

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