Deliberately play nice!The hotel butler was driven crazy!

The two went back to Mo Lan's own apartment.

After entering the room, Long Xiangbo naturally went to prepare food and drink for Mo Lan.

Mo Lan sat cross-legged on the sofa and called Song Nina.

Her original intention was to ask Song Nina to come up, or she could go down to chat about what happened one after another in the past two days.

But she didn't expect to be directly rejected by Song Nina. The other party said that she was "busy", but did not explain the specific reason.

Mo Lan didn't want to ask too many details, so the two made an appointment to meet again in two days.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Lan sat on the sofa and meditated, watching Long Xiangbo busy back and forth in the open kitchen, she subconsciously muttered,

"Brother, I found a strange thing."

Long Xiangbo just happened to bring a cup of hot milk over, stuffed it into Mo Lan's hand, and hugged her into his arms again, before responding,
"What's the matter, what happened?"

Mo Lan concealed her resistance to milk, and took the opportunity of speaking to put the cup on the coffee table,

"My background server has lost all the information about Yu'an Hotel!"

Long Xiangbo paused as he reached out to grab the cup,
"Really? Then look for it carefully. Is it in some hidden place, but I didn't find it."

Mo Lan narrowed her eyes to look at him, feeling that Long Xiangbo's reaction was not what she expected.

Long Xiangbo handed the cup to Mo Lan again, Mo Lan leaned back slightly, raised her eyebrows and looked at him,
"Brother, aren't you surprised?"

"Accident."

Long Xiangbo nodded, and personally served the little ancestor to drink milk.

Mo Lan couldn't avoid it, so she could only open her mouth and drink in small sips.

But his expression was always on Long Xiangbo's face, and he slowly slid over all the details on his face, checking them one by one.

At this moment, Long Xiangbo added another sentence,
"But I believe you can solve everything."

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Is this painting cakes?
Mo Lan glanced sideways at Long Xiangbo, and her expression became even weirder.

In fact, Long Xiangbo's heart was beating wildly all the time. He naturally knew what was wrong with Mo Lan.

But what surprised him at the same time was why Mo Lan was able to discover this in such a short period of time?

And how did that kid Ji Chen do things?
As the milk was being fed by Long Xiangbo, and gradually drank it up little by little, Mo Lan's expression also became more unpredictable.

Long Xiangbo finally realized in the extremely rare tension that if he really cared about it, he would be in chaos.

You shouldn't have asked Ji Chen to cooperate on this matter!
How could that silly boy beat Mo Lan? ! ! !

Fortunately, Mo Lan did not confront Long Xiangbo about this matter until the end.

But Long Xiangbo could see that the depths of Mo Lan's eyes were full of bright words.
Impossible to let it go!
So if she didn't trouble herself, she would
Thinking of this, Long Xiangbo took out his mobile phone while Mo Lan went to change clothes, and quickly called a poor little girl who didn't know anything.
Temporarily dragged into the blacklist!
Meanwhile, on the other side

In the room where the curtains were drawn tightly, a specially modified screen quickly scrolled strange codes that looked like alien writing.

There were no lights in the house.

Someone seems to have gotten used to working in the dark, sitting quietly on a wide chair with his knees curled up, staring at the screen.

Falling from the sides and feet were all the same waste papers written with incomprehensible symbols.

Some were discarded carelessly, and some were crumpled.

Others were torn to pieces.

Between the lines, even among the fragments, all reveal similar signals
Anxious, irritable, and persistent.

There is also a strong addiction to it, and being unable to extricate yourself.

I don't know how long it took, when the code that had been tracking the source of a certain hidden IP address finally stopped, the eyes of the person who was holding his knees and looking a little dull finally lit up!
The crackling ergonomic keyboard was typed quickly, but within five or six minutes, the code that had been rearranged had already captured the "truth" that this person wanted to track down.
The original, one by one presented in front of the eyes!