Chapter 7 - Genius Boy With Game in the Palm of His Hand.

            His retina moved slowly, his hands covering his ears restlessly behind the thick, and comfortable blanket. That thirteen year old elementary school boy just wanted to enjoy his summer vacation in peace. Accompanied by the device games which is properly installed in his room, equipped with various kinds of snacks and cookies that his beloved grandmother used to make when visiting the house of her only child.

            At that time, he only wanted to continue sleeping for a few more hours, because the holidays had started, he didn't have to bother getting ready to wear clothes and go to school. However, the sound of doves outside disturbed his sleep.

            Ugh.

            He was really afraid of anything that could surprise him. Birds are an option because sometimes they fly towards him very suddenly. Don't forget the evil astral beings who are often called ghosts. It seemed, his mother's hours-long scolding about his study time was better than the boy's meeting a ghost. Hiiii… He even shuddered in fear just imagining it.

            “Petterr…. ”

            His mother's voice came back. Peter is very sure, even can bet so sure that at this time his mother hands must be on her waist because he is haven't woken up yet, plus his father who will asks all the things he needs because he is a smart person but quite careless.

            “PETER WAKE UP OR I WILL GIVE YOUR BREAKFAST TO MINO" Mino, a cute little cat who grabs his mother's attention

            The boy hurriedly got up. Ah yes, apart from the scary and shocking things, this boy named Petter Chevalier was very afraid to have his food taken away. His bad habit of eating in large portions, making his cheeks puff up funny certainly cannot be removed easily. Plus his grandmother and grandfather easily spoiled him with delicious bucket of snack.

            Huh, if he doesn't love his parents. It is certain that he will move to the residence of his grandmother and grandfather.

            Petter came down the stairs with typical disheveled face just woke up. Complete with a bird's nest formed in his hair because his sleeping position is very, very messy. He fell beside his father who was playing chess. The thing that was fussed over was because he couldn't find where the chessboard was, even though it was clear that he himself had kept it under the his bed.

            Remind the middle-aged woman who is in the kitchen to buy some headache medicine. Having a careless husband and clones of his own children must be enough to make her dizzy.

            "Papaaaaaaa" he whined spoiled. Do not forget to rub his face towards the chest of the head of the family. "There was a sound of pigeons again, I'm afraid" he squeaked.

            "You've grown, don’t be coward "

            "Boys shouldn't be weepy"

            Petter didn't answer again. He only smiled perfunctorily, then headed for the dining table. Take a glass of white milk that has been provided by his mother, then drink it limply.

            This is why sometimes makes the boy even more eager to move into the old house of his grandmother and grandfather. Both his parents pushed himself too much according to their will. On the pretext that he was the only child. He's a man. He must be able to continue the glory of his parents.

            Petter apologized - although only in the deepest part of his heart, he could not express it. He apologized because by giving birth to him, his mother had many incidents that the boy did not understand. What is clear is that he knows that his mother's womb is removed, and they will not be able to have any more children. Petter the only one. That's what makes them try their best for their child. Although it is not necessarily the best according to their son.

            His eyes turned to a flat rectangular object that was addressing an interview with a middle-aged man. What he said was enough to make the boy frown uncomfortably.

            "If I want, I can even hack all the systems in this country" he said smugly. "Or what do you want me to do? Even if the other planets have the same life and technological worlds as us, I might be able to hack them. Even though it's a pretty hard effort, I'm sure I can do it” he continued, which made the audience in the broadcast room whisper concurently.

            Petter smiled amused.

            Even though he was young, he knew enough about himself and realized that the IT world was no man's land. It is not easy to say that someone can dominate the IT world easily, especially alone.

            This made the boy soften his gaze, with various kinds of unpredictable thoughts flowing out in his genius brain.

Aldeolos

            His shoulders and head move slowly to the tune of the song played through the loudspeaker in his room. His fingers danced swiftly on the keyboard whose screen appeared random rows of numbers and letters which the layman did not understand.

            Petter stretched out his hand. Trying to reach the red soda can in his mini fridge. Don't forget a stainless straw with a funny shape accompanying it. However, different from usual, where he usually smiles happily when he secretly succeeds in drinking soda, this time his lips form a straight line. The twinkle in his eyes darkened, the boy began to feel pissed off.

            Maybe it's because ‘he's’ someone who knows enough about this kind of world, that's why he's hard to get into, Petter thought. It was not the first time that the boy had played with what could be called ‘ashes’. His behavior and abilities are sometimes detrimental to others, but on the other hand it is beneficial for those who need them.

            He once hacked into a bank to completely shut down the system in all its branches. With the results of the arrest of a group of people who committed fraud with fake credit cards what he saw in the news. Indeed, his behavior overwhelmed the bank in a few days, but if he managed to catch the bad guys, wouldn't Petter be one of the heroes who became the spearhead of their arrest?

            He's just… bored. A bored thirteen year old with a genius brain and hacking skills, and now he will show it again. The target is now the arrogant man who was on the news this morning. But this seems quite difficult.

            The boy failed to enter the operator's office in the man's office. A series of experiments have been carried out, but they still cannot be fooled. It's tough, but Petter is even more eager to beat him.

            Finally he changed targets. Petter saw all interview that man went through. Whether it's discussing about his work or about his life. Not to forget, he searched from several sites that discussed about that arrogant man.

            Not much to find. Only trivial things like he has a happy family with a child who is still seven years old, or other things as trivial as his favorite food and so on. But don't call him a genius if he can't see opportunities from trivial things like that.

            Petter opened his social media page. Where he found the man's blue tick account, with a little scrolling down, he found his wife's account. Petter still shrugged his shoulders, now the song he was playing changed togenre whose music was slower, somehow made him feel more calmly thinking.

            Like most mothers, middle-aged women who are still beautiful often post photos of their children. In every condition, in every situation, at every opportunity, he took a picture of his son and posted it, with the intention of sharing happiness and mementos.

            Without knowing, sometimes excessive things like that can be fatal if played by people who understand the odds.

            From his mother's post when his little child was playing online game, Petter can clearly see his user id. He swiftly opened the game, then joined the boy. Without knowing that Petter is sending a number of icons which when clicked, the link will enter Petter's device, making it easier for him to hack into the personal computer of the boy who is the target.

            Now Petter made it in. From the video posted by the elegant woman, it is clear that her child is currently playing games on the computer. Of course the computer must be connected to electricity in order to live. Petter seizes the opportunity swiftly, his hands moving swiftly, ending in a power failure at the target's house.

            How Petter knows? Of course the post from the middle aged woman earlier. The boy was grateful that there was a time when people were always exposing themselves voluntarily.

            Petter quickly changed his game id, then looked for the boy's user id again. He muttered quickly, praying a little to god for his crimes, hope the boy whimpered to keep playing the game before the power plant noticed the oddity of one of his systems.

            Not long after, Petter finally found him again. Resend the icon that he sent earlier, and finally he managed to access the cellphone, whoever it was. To be sure, Petter made it into the family's personal space.

            He unnoticed sending a virus, then hacked that kid cellphone so that he could even find out what their conversations were all about as long as the cellphone was around. Contact anyone who is in it to messages and calls from anyone who enters.

            Then finally it was discovered that the cellphone belonged to his wife.

            Petter put up headsethers, then listened to whatever conversation he could hear. At least this is enough for now, he will continue again tomorrow.

Aldeolos

            "Honey, can you send the file Mr. John sent you?"

            "Send where?"

            "Just copy the data to my phone"

            Petter's mother scolded recently - of course, because it's been a week since been busy wearing headset- gasped in surprise then ran to his room. Ignoring his parents' calls to continue with dinner on the pretext that he forgot that there was a summer quiz with lots of questions.

            The little boy swiftly turned on the device. Entering a number of invisible algorithms which are then moved along with some of the data that the husband and wife discussed.

            Petter has managed to get into the cellphone of the arrogant man who has been his target for the past week. His eyes glowed swiftly, trying to find any useful information from the man's cell phone.

            Not. If you think Petter will publish his findings, the answer is no. He would only show to that man that a boy in his age could even hack the cellphone of a person who proudly said that he could hack his own country.

            However, the seconds passed, the boy stuttered stiffly at what he read from the man's message with his co-worker. With a rush of breath, trembling hands, he searched for the details that would help himcross check recently discovered facts.

            Without realizing that, someone was monitoring him from afar.

            “On this day, at nine o'clock in the morning, professor Chevalier's residence was visited by a number of police to arrest his only child, Petter Chevalier. Petter is suspected of leaking the secret of the world that has been hidden so far, namely the death of President John F Kennedy. The young man was caught unexpectedly by one of the anonymous who stated that he was monitoring Petter from the dark web. The unidentified person provided evidence that Petter hacked into the cellphone belonging to the target family, to his child's play device. Investigate, the evidence collected by the CIA is enough to drag Petter with the article on crimes against citizens' information security. It was also finally revealed that the perpetrator was an individual who carried out several massive hacks as he did to Manhattan Bank a few moments ago. The news closed…. ”