Not long after Irin had left.
At the entrance of the Qingcheng Police Station.
A tall middle-aged man wearing a snow-white vintage Tang suit and sunglasses slowly walked out of the police station.
His every movement had the aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time.
Behind him were sixteen tall and mighty bodyguards in suits and leather shoes. They were also wearing sunglasses. Like stars surrounding the moon, they clustered around the man in the white Tang suit. They were constantly vigilant of the surroundings, as if danger could happen at any time.
"Master, that guy called Irin just now, should we …"
At this time, a bodyguard in a suit who was closest to the man in the Tang suit came closer, lowered his voice, and subtly made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.
"Hahaha." The man in the Tang suit smiled faintly and looked up at the sky.
After a while, he slowly said, "What's real can't be fake, and what's fake can't be real. Let them investigate. "
The man in the suit nodded and didn't dare to say anything more. He calmly took three steps back and became a quiet and handsome man again.
"Little Yang …"
The man in the Tang suit took off his sunglasses. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen.
"Ten years ago, the world changed, but the law is still there. We can't change it."
"That's why I fished you out of the darkness and used you for my purposes."
"I've always told you to behave, not to cause trouble, not to cause trouble …"
"Although what I've done … Haha, in the end, I'm just a businessman."
The man in the Tang suit spoke in a low voice. He looked forward as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was whispering to someone from a distant time and space.
"I was worried that what I was going to do would implicate Little Yang, so I placed him in a small place like Qingcheng … Haha, who would've thought, who would've thought."
The middle-aged man's knuckles turned white as he gripped the exquisite walking stick so tightly that it creaked, as if it would be crushed by the middle-aged man in the Tang suit at any time.
"A debt of blood must be paid with blood! If they can't find the murderer in twenty days … "
"Then we'll do it according to my method."
"Someone has to be buried with Little Yang."
"No matter who it is!"
…
…
After hesitating for an hour and twenty-eight minutes, Irin finally made up her mind and dialed the number in her memory.
Irin had also predicted the series of events that would occur after killing Xiao Yang.
They also came up with eight follow-up plans in three years.
"I am still too weak … an apostle who just passed the trial …"
Irin heaved a long sigh.
It was difficult to clap alone.
It would be difficult to save the situation alone.
It was too difficult to be alone.
Gu Sinan's sharp intuition and the murderous intent hidden behind the one-way glass today made Irin feel that danger was lurking in the dark.
Yi Lin's usual style of doing things was to make sure before acting and to think before acting.
He wouldn't fight a battle he wasn't confident in.
Don't fight a boss without a strategy.
Don't take unmapped paths.
Cowardly?
No, no, no.
This was called strategy.
Irin came to the computer desk, pulled out a network cable, and connected it to her phone.
After the "Starfall Night", all the satellites crashed from space. From that day on, the wireless Internet that covered the entire world became the residue of human history.
What replaced it was the city's local area network that covered the entire city through the transmission tower.
And through the huge underground wired network AI center "Sky Spider No. 1" that covered the entire Chidragon, the current human online world was built.
However, because there was no signal transmission from satellites, although Sky Spider No. 1's network speed was extremely fast, once the network and communication across the city, it had to be realized through the "spider silk" extended by "Sky Spider No. 1".
To put it bluntly, it was the network cable.
He remembered that many years ago, the network cable was called "fiber optics".
The network speed of "spider silk" was 7.8 times faster than fiber optics.
After connecting to Sky Spider No. 1, the phone's signal went from four to sixteen. It was full.
Irin skillfully entered a string of 28 digits on the phone.
This length …
Never mind, it wasn't important.
"Please enter the first level password …"
Irin was expressionless. His fingers moved quickly and entered twelve numbers.
"The first level password is correct. Please enter the second level password …"
Irin's mouth twitched slightly. He thought for three seconds and quickly entered eighteen numbers.
"The second level password is correct. Please enter the sound wave password with a voice above 80 decibels."
"…"
The corner of Irin's mouth twitched again.
"Please enter the sound wave password as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be blacklisted forever. Countdown begins … 10, 9, 8 …"
On the other end of the phone, the sweet electronic voice issued a friendly prompt and began the countdown.
"I am the Unparalleled Pig Trotter …"
"56 decibels … Unable to enter correctly. Please enter again after the beep …"
"F * ck you! I am the Unparalleled Pig Trotter! "
Yi Lin couldn't wait to smash the phone in her hand. She squeezed these words out of the gaps between her teeth.
"Beep —"
"…"
…
After a while, Irin almost swore that he would never call this damn number again. Finally, an interesting voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hello? Who is it? "
A crisp and sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.
Deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths …
Impulse was the devil. Whoever touched it would regret it.
Irin finally calmed himself down.
"You don't know me in this era."
"Huh?"
The breathing of the person on the other end of the phone suddenly quickened. She fell silent.
After a full minute of silence.
"Evidence."
"Mo Mengmeng."
“！”
Waves of rapid breathing came from the other end of the phone.
Irin couldn't help but laugh. He seemed to be able to imagine the expression of the person on the other end of the phone through the "spider web".
The previous depression and unhappiness were swept away. Instead, there was a sense of satisfaction from revenge.
Now.
Irin felt good.
Sure enough, the other party gritted his teeth and coldly spat out two words, "Address!!"
"You believe me?" Irin asked.
The woman called Mo Mengmeng by Irin said coldly, "There are less than 10 people in the world who know my encrypted phone number. Among them, there are less than 5 who know all the passwords. Among these 5 people, 3 of them swore that they would never enter the sound wave password. The remaining two people were all women. So … address! "
"Qingcheng …" Irin quickly reported his current address.
"Wait for me for half an hour."
"Wait!" When Irin heard this, he hurriedly shouted for her to stop. Otherwise, based on this lady's personality, she would definitely hang up the phone and fly over.
"I have a … small problem here. Don't come over in a small military aircraft … I'll have to trouble you to disguise yourself."
"One hour."
After saying this, the other party hung up the phone.
Taking advantage of the time before the lady arrived, Irin took some time to train, eat some nutritious food, and take a shower.
As he was drying his hair, the doorbell rang.
Irin looked at the screen on the wall.
"You're two minutes late …"
"Go to hell!"
Irin opened the door. Before he could finish his sentence, there was an extremely sullen roar. A high-heeled shoe kicked towards Irin's face!
Irin's expression didn't change. His hand shot out like lightning and accurately grabbed the other party's ankle.
The area where he touched was incomparably smooth. There was also a faint fragrance of shower gel.
The other party was wearing a short skirt.
Her legs were very long, well-proportioned, and white.
Irin subconsciously moved his gaze.
"How long are you going to look?"
Irin straightened his gaze and looked at Mo Mengmeng.
He saw that the owner of the white ankle was wearing a pair of sunglasses. He couldn't see the expression in her eyes, but from behind the sunglasses, he could faintly see two cold murderous auras.
"So from this time onwards, you already have the habit of kicking people in the face … Face Slapping Queen Mo Mengmeng."
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