Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"…The Sixth Continent." She didn't wait for Ye Wangchuan to speak again, and told Ye Wangchuan about the latest news from the Sixth Continent.

Tell him about Qiao Nian's arrangements.

Guan Yan hesitated and said, "Sun is under a lot of pressure, there is no way to do it right now."

Ye Wangchuan nodded slightly, touched the model on the table with his fingers gently, and did not raise his eyes, and said lightly, "Go and do it."

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As Qiao Nian expected, the fake videos made by Slim Waist Control using AI technology overnight were posted on the black network, causing a small-scale commotion.

On the surface, there were only a few people who commented on that post, and most of them were asking who the old man on the video was.

But the private messages of Slim Waist Control were filled with various anonymous emails. Some people asked him where he saw it, where the specific location was, some people asked him about the specific time of the video he took, and some people asked him about the person he saw at that time. At that time, how was the ten old man's physical condition? Are there anyone else around him...

The thin waist control did not reply, and according to Qiao Nian's arrangement, he deleted the post before the private message he received was stuffed into the email address. The effect is much better than Qiao Nian expected.

Before the Slim Waist Control deleted the post, everyone sent a private message to ask. Later, he deleted the post, and many people came to add his friends.

Someone also found a professional to investigate his IP and tried to find out his identity information through technical means. However, the defense shield of the Red Alliance was not for nothing. Those who tried to find people through the network cable were all created by Qiao Nian. Backlash.

In just three days, many well-known hacker computers with names in every corner of the world smoked and were completely scrapped...

Those who try to find the thin waist control by searching for IP gradually realize that the thin waist control is not an ordinary person. They changed their methods and began to reveal their identities and the family behind them, promising to give the thin waist control the benefits of the money...

However, since the day I deleted the post, I have not logged in to the account again. At least the information that those people saw on the surface is like this...

He did not answer or accept anyone's kindness. It was like just uploading a video casually, but accidentally captured a big shot. In order not to cause trouble for himself, he became a low-key passerby.

…The Sixth Continent.

After reading the investigation results handed over by his subordinates, Sailan finished scanning the ten lines at a glance, threw a thin page of paper onto the table, and a contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

“It’s an illegal zone again.”

"Yes, the clue we found was that the place where the account signal disappeared was in the illegal area." The shadow lowered his head and hunched his body.

Sailan tapped the table with his fingers, short and loose. After a moment, she raised her eyes and swept the man bent down, with a trace of interest passing through her eyes.

"Who do you think is against me."

Shadow didn't raise her head: "I don't know."

Sailan held the teacup on the table and smashed it at his forehead.

"Bang-" The teacup that flew over and hit the man **** the forehead, making the shadows bleed. He didn't dare to raise his head or hide, and he still kept his head like a wood, lowering his head, like a surrendered ant. Dare to see the sun's light.

Sailan looked at the dazzling bright red in front of her eyes, and supported her face with her hands. She felt better. Jiaoman ordered, "Reply."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Shadow endured the severe pain on her forehead and the whirlpool in front of her eyes, gritted her teeth and endured: "…The only few people dare to go against you."

Sailan insisted on him saying, "So who do you think it is?" (End of this chapter)