Is there something wrong with the dark net.

"President, madam Qian got off the plane and was taken away. Her whereabouts are unknown. I sent someone to trace it, but it didn't work. President, I wonder if it is Qingyun station... "

Lin Sheng stopped talking and didn't dare to go on.

"I see. You'll keep on tracking."

Mo Ye is silent for two minutes, and then he responds in a low voice.

If, as Lin Sheng guesses, Jing se is taken away by Nan Huaijin's people, it means that Nan Huaijin has already known about their money laundering.

Mo Ye doesn't dare to think down and hangs up the phone. He throws his mobile phone back to YANGSEN and orders coldly.

"Go back."

"Yes, president."

Yang Sen stood upright, leaning forward slightly, nodding in response.

Return to the original road, still no one.

……

The city of Santiago.

Slums.

Andre drank a can of draft beer, and his red eyes were a bit drunk. The line of sight also becomes slightly hazy pus.

He has been here for nearly two months, and he has not dealt with a third person except for awan and her grandfather.

The air here is full of decay.

Who would like to live here if not forced by life.

And he came here for someone.

Only the man knew that his real name was Bo lie.

He was intoxicated, and the cells in his brain were very active. He wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep. Simply, he took another can of beer and went back to the computer.

Standby state of the computer, the signal light blue as aura. It's so weird to flash in the dark.

Andre swipes the mouse, and suddenly the black computer screen lights up again.

Finger in a string of characters and enter the dark net again.

Qian Jingchuan has located him.

Before long, Nan Huaijin's people should find here.

That will be when he leaves here, and then he will return to pear city.

Pear City, his birthplace, is also the beginning of his miserable life.

Andre swipes his mouse as he drinks his beer.

Suddenly, his slightly drunk eyes narrowed, and his fingers holding the beer can suddenly tightened.

This qianjingchuan is really powerful. The torpedo was fixed so quickly.

Andre took a swig of his beer and rubbed his heavy eyes.

On the computer screen, those character codes are like parts, slowly assembled into powerful weapons.

Andre took the last sip, pinched the beer can with his fingers, then threw it at his feet and trampled heavily on his feet.

He was still a little drunk, and now he is more sober than ever.

Whoa.

He breathed heavily and put his hands on the keyboard.

The man told him that his task was to constantly find out the loopholes in the torpedo, and then attack it until there was no way to attack.

To put it bluntly, it is to help qianjingchuan improve torpedo procedures.

They were both bright and dark.

In the dark, he works harder than qianjingchuan.

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QIAN Jingchuan didn't expect that the loophole he had just repaired was found out so quickly by the other party.

Who the hell is this man?

He leaned back on his chair, and his brain ached. Get up, ready to pour a glass of water, eyes suddenly black, head suddenly dizzy. If he had not grasped the armrest of the chair, he would have fallen to the ground.

He took two deep breaths with his eyes closed, and it took him two minutes to slowly open his blue eyelids.

As far as the line of sight could reach, he was covered with pus.

Hold your forehead. It's a little hot.

Qian Jingchuan realized that there might be something wrong with his body.

Although he was very reluctant, he still pressed the emergency bell in the upper left corner of his desk.