Mystery

The Crime of Intellect

Desperate times call for desperate measures. A father and Son struggle to make ends meet. But the boy is not as Innocent as he seems.

Aug 26, 2024  |   6 min read

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Ali Malek
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There lived a farmer and his son in an old house on a farm, far away from the city.

The father relied on his son to do most of the physical work in the land. They didnt have much, and only lived off what they grew, as a trip into town was as far as an hours drive away. They only went into town when it was necessary to pickup necessities for the house, or to sell their fruits and vegetables inside the town.

They grew all types of things, tomatos, cucumbers, corn, watermelons, you name it, they grew it.

The son certainly wasted no time, even when hed be in town, he'd sit at a cafe that had free wifi and used the computers there to do some research.

His father on the other hand, always wanted a better living and education for his son. The father went into the bank while his son was at the cafe, and withdrew his whole savings account to put his son in programming lessons.

So every time the son went into town to sell fruit, hed take a bus into the city to attend his lessons. Hed write notes and study them while he was working on the farm. In wish that he just might one day get a job that brings in a steady income for the future.

3 years go by and the father falls ill. Leaving him in a state of fatigue.

He'd be in his bed watching the news or out on the front porch getting some sun and watching his son work.

After a hard days work of creating lines in the land to plant potato seeds, the boy goes back inside to check on his father and make him food.

He found that his father was coughing uncontrollably.

The boy
was scared what befell his father and quickly rushed him into town to seek a doctor.

The doctor prescribed the father with some medicine and told the boy, to stay with him at all times and make sure he doesn't choke while coughing. And that he should get better on the medicine.

3 weeks later the fathers health got better. But the son worried about his father, and thinking worse case scenarios, the boy wanted to move his father into the city where access to doctors and hospitals and supermarkets are available.

The father refused. He did not want to leave the farm inherited from his fore fathers.

He told his son, "everything will be ok. Trust me."

The son, nodded and told his father "i trust you".

Worried that they might not make ends meet with payments and bills, the son set out into town the next day, working and typing away on the computer like he always did. The son aquired skills in coding and programming, over the years and through the courses he took. He managed to learn how to decrypt blocked gateways and hack into certain secruity systems.

He wanted to work for the central intelligence and put his skills to work. But, what befell him would be far greater than he imagined.

The son, sitting away at his computer desk, wandering into despair, came to him a light bulb idea.

Since it had been his dream to work for government intelligence he thought to put his skills to work. But only this time, he would make riches and still live at the farm with his father.

He didnt care about the consequneces of his actions for what was to come. He had one mission. Getting his dad a retirement fund to live off on the farm.

The son would go on to make
an online security company that would protect against online payment scams and secured checkout payments.

He'd focus more on wealthy people and created ads for his company so it would spread. And it did. The wealthy liked the idea of secure payments online, little did they know there was a twist at hand. Once the card credentials had been entered by the owner, all account information would be saved and stored into the boys hard drive on the computer and everyday he would withdraw from each persons acount a small amount. So small it wouldnt be noticeable. He thought he was robin hood, to steal from the greedy and give to the needy.

It wasnt long until he had opened networks all over the world and began stealing on a larger scale. That he became wanted by the CIA, for stealing government information.

With no where to hide and no country to move to, as his name had been placed on all borders and airports. He was finally tracked down by the government and a warrent was sent out for his arrest. For crimes of 'conspiring against the government'.

The boy had setup a global network of users who he had met online and paid them to do his crimes. Too many loose ends is what got him caught.

The boy would black mail politicians for their crimes and would threaten to leak their atrocoties if not compliant to his demands. He would save data on flashdrives and burn them onto hard disks.

Shortly after these turn of events the boy was arrested in his home and taken to an extreme prison. Leaving his dad and the land behind.

His dad soon learned of his sons crimes on the news and what he had done.

The dad sat in silence, too shocked to
believe what had just happend, he lost his only son and was too oblivious to his sons shcemes.

The boy was sentenced to life in prison. And interrogated on a daily basis by CIA agents on the whereabouts of the sensitive information of government officials across the world.

But the son would not budge at all. Not for all the torture he would face. He wanted something in return. He would offer them clues in return of them helping his father. They would pay his life insurance, medical insurance and a retirement plan.

But the CIA were more stubborn. They wont negotiate on anyones terms but their own.

5 years pass and the father can no longer work the land. Not without his son. The father wrote a letter to his son, telling him that he has gotten old now, and can no longer dig holes in the land and that he misses him very much and that he loves him.

The letter was sent, and upon receiving it, it read. "My dear son. If i had known what was to befall you, i would not have withdrawn my money to put you in programming, but spent it on us to live a better life. An honest life. To watch you grow in my eyes is the true gift and essence of life. I can no longer make a living for myself as i am too weak and old to dig holes in the land to plant my seeds. But i want you to know that I miss you very much and think about you everyday. I want you to know that i love you, and forgive you, my only son. - dad".

As tears ran down his cheeks soaking into the letter and watching the ink fade away, the boy knew there was
only one thing to do.

"GUARDS"! Yelled the boy

"I need to write to my father, Hes sick!" As tears fell off his eyes and onto the letter.

He wrote,

"Do not worry father, i have sent you freinds of mine who wont leave you no matter what happens. Just dont be frightened when they show up and let them do their work. Theyll only help you. I love you father."

Not long goes by and the father sets out to visit his son in jail.

The boy jumped out of his bed as he heard the guards telling him, "you have a visitor, its your father".

The boy rushed out to see his father and to hear what news he brings.

The boy, now reunited with his father after many years cry tears of joy. The father smiles warmly at his son and says

"Thank you for the help you sent me son. Your freinds came to the house and started digging holes in all the land, they didnt leave a stone unturned haha, i managed to plant the potatos because all the hard work had been done , how did you manage this my boy ? Who are these freinds of yours?"

The boy looked at his father, smiled, And said."They are not my freinds father, i knew the CIA was eager to find out where i hid all my evidence of government crimes, so i told them it was buried in our land, and they went to search for it that very day. That way i knew they would dig holes for you so you can plant your potatos."



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Yong Choi Chin

Aug 27, 2024

Good

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Ali Malek

Aug 27, 2024

Thank you sir, your support means alot ????

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