While out picking up trash, I was forcefully pushed around by a beautiful female CEO.

"Daniel, quick, check what this guy has been browsing since he came online!"

Joe, a red-nosed man with a thick beard, suddenly realized what was happening and spoke to the white youth in front of the computer.

"Okay, I'll check right now!"

The white youth, reminded of this, instantly realized what was happening, his voice tinged with excitement: "Joe, do you remember our initial guess? After this guy disappeared from our Evening Bell trading network, the 'Falcon Dragon' ID on the dark web also vanished! So, I bet this guy and 'Falcon Dragon' are definitely the same person!"

"Daniel, if that's the case, then this is really interesting! I've heard a lot of news that the JF-17 died in an operation two years ago, and this news has been confirmed by many major military groups!"

Joe spoke with equal enthusiasm.

"That's right. Now that Hidden Dragon has suddenly appeared, does that mean that guy called 'Owl Dragon' on the dark web will also appear soon? A person who disappeared for two years and was confirmed to be dead by multiple sources has suddenly reappeared. I really can't imagine how those military groups will react when they find out."

Daniel's eyes were full of anticipation, and his body trembled slightly as he spoke.

"Hey Daniel, this sounds funny, but things might not always be the way we think! Who knows, maybe someone else logged into this account!"

Joe took a deep breath and said to Daniel. As soon as he finished speaking, the browsing history of the account with the ID "Hidden Dragon" was brought up, and the two of them immediately put their heads together to look at the computer.

"Are they a newlywed young Chinese couple? They look very well-matched, Daniel. Nothing else?"

Joe glanced at it a few times and said.

"That's all, Joe. This guy called Hidden Dragon only looked at this one bounty mission after he came on, and then he just left the website."

Daniel shook his head, then looked at Daniel with curiosity and confusion: "That's strange. Who are these two young Chinese men and women? Why is there a 30 million bounty on their heads? Joe, that's a very generous bounty in China!"

"Yes!"

Qiao nodded. According to the usual missions in the China region, these bounties are generally around one million, rarely exceeding ten million, and the vast majority of bounties are for ordinary people, with very few even exceeding one hundred thousand.

Clearly, this 30 million bounty was far too conspicuous and abnormal. Then, Qiao looked thoughtful, raised his head, and said seriously, "Daniel, to use a Chinese proverb, there must be something fishy about things that are not normal. The identities of these two people with bounties must be extraordinary. This young man may even be Hidden Dragon himself. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Hidden Dragon's ID to log in and check this bounty mission as soon as it was posted."

"Joe, you're right!"

Daniel downed the rest of his coffee in one gulp, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he excitedly exclaimed, "I'm going to start a betting pool on the dark web to see if this JF-17 is really dead or not. Hey, this is a golden opportunity to make money..."

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At this moment, inside the hotel in Qingyuan City, Lin Feng was unaware that his login to the Wanzhong underground trading website had attracted the attention of foreign forces.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Feng sent Meng Bufan another message: "Come back soon, head back first thing tomorrow morning."

Although Lin Feng's prediction was that those who had accepted assassination bounties would not target Meng Qingyao alone in the short term before he appeared in Minghai, he still felt uneasy without being in Minghai.

"Okay, brother-in-law, we're on our way back!"

Meng Bufan replied to the message very quickly.

Lin Feng: "Okay, I'm going to sleep now. When you get back to the hotel, remember to tell me your room number. I'm in room 509."

Meng Bufan: "Okay, you go to sleep first, brother-in-law. I'll be there in half an hour until nine o'clock."

After glancing at Meng Bufan's message, Lin Feng prepared to put down his phone and go to sleep.

Just then, a number suddenly dialed. There was no name saved, but Lin Feng recognized the number.

"Mu Qingning? Why is this woman calling me all of a sudden?"

Lin Feng couldn't help but mutter a question in confusion.

This number doesn't belong to anyone else; it belongs to Mu Qingning. Lin Feng called Mu Qingning that afternoon, so he's very familiar with her number.

Without much thought, Lin Feng pressed the call button.

"Is...is that you?"

The sound of a shower running could be heard over the phone. Mu Qingning's voice trembled slightly as she uttered a nonsensical sentence.

But considering the woman's personality, Lin Feng wasn't surprised. He asked, puzzled, "It's me. What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"Could you...could you come to my house?"

Mu Qingning's words carried an undisguised panic and urgency.

"Go to your house? Beautiful Mu, do you know what you're saying?"

Lin Feng was both amused and exasperated, and said to Mu Qingning.

"I...I think someone broke into my house! I'm scared..."

Mu Qingning's voice trembled slightly with the sound of crying.

At those words, Lin Feng's expression changed instantly, and he said seriously, "Which building and number do you live in? Tell me the address, I'm coming over now!"

"Building 8, Apartment 901, come quick! I'm hiding in the bathroom, too scared to come out..."

Mu Qingning's voice was urgent.

"Okay, hide well! Wait five minutes! Don't hang up!"

Lin Feng whispered a word of advice, then got up, put on his clothes, opened the door, and rushed out.

The residential complex where Mu Qingning lives is called Shengyao Huating, an old-style upscale community. Being able to live here shows that Mu Qingning's family was quite well-off in the past.

After leaving the hotel, Lin Feng went straight into the residential area.

At this time of day, many of the food stalls outside are open for business, so they are brightly lit and quite lively.

Lin Feng had some doubts in his heart.

Under these circumstances, it is unlikely that a thief would break into Mu Qingning's house. Ordinary thieves wouldn't be foolish enough to sneak into someone else's house to steal things at this time.

If someone does go in, it's highly likely they're after Mu Qingning herself.

Lin Feng quickly found the building location given by Mu Qingning, then took the elevator to the fifth floor. After exiting the elevator, the apartment directly opposite the elevator door was Mu Qingning's room, 901.

Lin Feng stepped forward and tried to push the door open. Finding it ajar, he pushed it open and went inside, locking it behind him.

The lights inside were off, and the lighting was dim. Perhaps because Mu Qingning was living alone, a faint, pleasant fragrance filled the living room the moment she entered.