There was a loud swoosh!
It came from the blade in Qin Mo's hand.
When it flew out, it was bound to cut his fingers.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be a point of impact.
But it was the wrist that was holding the gun that was cut!
"Ah!" A painful cry rang out.
The two men held onto their right hands, just as they were about to raise their guns again, Qin Mo's gun was pointed at the tattooed man.
Qin Mo's gun was already aimed at the tattooed man on the ground. He stood there, his left hand holding the gun. His right hand was dangling, blood dripping from his fingertips. However, this didn't affect his unique nobility. "You don't want your boss to live?"
They were just two underlings after all. The moment they saw their boss being pointed at with a gun, they froze on the spot.
The tattooed man clenched his teeth tightly. Even the remote control had fallen into the hands of the other party. This matter had cut off his last path of escape. His face was filled with unwillingness and hostility. "Who exactly are you?"
Be it the youngster's skills or that beautiful flying knife, it wasn't something an ordinary person could do!
They weren't even policemen!
The tattooed man hadn't expected to land in someone's hands. He had been living a carefree life for so many years and had never suffered a setback.
Moreover, he was in a continent with such low efficiency. Even though it was difficult for them to move the goods in terms of safety, in terms of skills and setup, as long as it wasn't the special forces, no one would be able to do anything to them.
Outside the simple room, Director Huang was still worried. He could still hear sounds a moment ago, but after the gunshot, there must have been a problem with the listening device as all he could hear was the sound of gunshots.
But he had forgotten that they had a sniper.
Aardwolf saw everything through the hole, calmly placing his gun down. "Young Master Qin has gotten the remote control, the drug traffickers are under control. Director Huang, give the order."
Director Huang stilled.
A second ago, he had been restless, thinking about how to mediate the crowd and minimize the damage.
This second, his emotions were indescribable. How strong were the two youngsters to be able to survive in such a short period of time?
Director Huang didn't waste any time, giving the order immediately.
The crime squad members split into two groups, rushing into the simple room.
Aardwolf, who had set up his sniper rifle, had already left the scene, as if he had never been there.
In the Land Rover, the man with the code name Magician wasn't in disguise today. He was dressed in military camouflage and looked extremely handsome. "Where's Young Master?"
"I'm fine." Aardwolf's answer had always been concise.
Magician pursed his lips. "I say, can't you say something more? For example, what's the situation with Young Master, do we need to follow up, or …"
Coyote glanced at him and interrupted, "Retreat."
"Don't even think about marrying a wife like this!"
Aardwolf reacted to Magician's words. He hesitated for a moment and decided to gossip. "Young Master is with that boy."
"Which boy?" Fatty, who was sitting at the back of the car, straightened his back. If he didn't stick his head out, no one would be able to tell that he looked different in his military uniform.
Aardwolf glanced at the crowd with his indescribable eyes. "That boy."
Everyone understood this sentence!
Fatty's neck stiffened. "It can't be, Young Master has already shown off his love to such an extent that he's even bringing Little Spade when he's doing business …"
The atmosphere in the car was too quiet.
After all, none of them had expected that the first person to be single would be their boss. Wasn't that desireless man destined to become a monk?
They had originally thought that even if they weren't at the starting line, they would at least be better than their boss in terms of finding a wife.
What was going on?
Was Young Master really moved?
On this side, the few old men were still sighing about the impermanence of the world.
On the other side, the viciousness in the tattooed man's eyes became more obvious. He was determined to get an answer so that he could take revenge in the future!
However, he didn't know that he wouldn't have any chance to take revenge in the future.
After the Key Case Investigation Unit came in, they handcuffed all of them.
The tattooed man looked at Qin Mo. "Why? You dare to arrest me but don't dare to tell me your name? "
Qin Mo finally glanced at him, his tone calm. "Is a loser worth telling me his name?"
With that, the tattooed man's face contorted in anger!
Bo Jiu only had one thought. Why did he have to resort to violence? In the future, she would let the Almighty do it with his mouth.
At this moment, the tattooed man smirked coldly. "Do you really think that you have won? You are so arrogant just because you have the remote control. Go tell your superior to release me immediately, otherwise, someone will blow this place up in half an hour."
"What do you mean?" Director Huang frowned.
The tattooed man glared at Qin Mo. "If you want to know why, get this person to call me Grandpa."
"You!" Director Huang had never seen such an arrogant criminal.
The tattooed man had never been bothered by them. Even though he had been arrested, he knew deep down that as long as he had something on him, the other party wouldn't dare to do anything to him.
"Why aren't you calling me? Or do you think that someone will be able to remove all the bombs in half an hour? "The tattooed man was handcuffed but he didn't seem to be bothered by the people in front of him.
Even within their organization, there was someone who held a high position. What could these small fries do?
To put it bluntly, the Chinese were no different from pigs in his eyes.
But the next second …
The tattooed man's gleeful expression disappeared.
It wasn't because of anything else but the silver-haired youngster's light chuckle. "It's just a remote control software and you want the Almighty to call you Grandpa? As expected, losers like to dream."
With that, the tattooed man turned abruptly.
The youngster had already removed the remote control. She was looking at him with a dark gaze, as though the malice in her eyes was stronger than his.
But even so, the tattooed man wasn't completely afraid. "You found out? Heh, seems like you aren't that dumb. But so what if you found out? This activation software isn't something that can be easily deciphered. "
"Is that so?" Bo Jiu stood up, stuffing a hand into her pocket. She glanced at him and smiled. "That's a pity, I was fortunate enough to be one of the people who could decipher it."
What?
The tattooed man's expression changed, his eyes narrowing.
His first reaction was disbelief.
How was that possible? The program was created by that person.
Unless he was one of the top five hackers in the world, it wouldn't be possible to decipher it!
"Huang, do you have a notebook?" Bo Jiu hesitated for a long while before deciding to call Director Huang Huang. She didn't call him Little because she wanted to save Director Huang some face since there were so many people watching.
Director Huang didn't seem to feel that the youngster was saving his face. He coughed heavily, his voice rough. "Are you really confident?"
Director Huang had his considerations. This wasn't a small matter and he couldn't make a rash decision.
The new criminal psychologist had his own plans as well. "The remote control is very intricate. I think we should wait for a professional to come."
"What about the time?" Qin Mo asked calmly.
This made the man look over. "Since there's no time, let's do as that desperado says. Mister, you probably don't understand, but I'm an expert in psychology. People like him will really do what they say, because in his eyes, human lives are nothing."
"It seems like there's someone who understands the situation." The tattooed man's lips lifted in delight. "That makes things easier."
Qin Mo didn't even glance over, turning towards Director Huang. "Notebook."
Director Huang gritted his teeth. "I'll send it over right away."
Smith, who was dressed in a suit, was annoyed. "Sir, did you hear what I said? I said …"
"I know a little about psychology." Qin Mo interrupted him. "This is China, my country. Do you think it's possible for my first criminal to come and leave so arrogantly? Mr Smith, you probably don't know who I am but there's a saying in China that you might be familiar with. "
With that, Qin Mo glanced up, his voice calm but piercing. "Those who offend China will be punished no matter how far they are."
Smith choked on his words and didn't say anything.
The people standing around were all Huaxia natives. Who didn't have some hot-blooded manliness?
How could they let him go just like that?
If they didn't take a gamble, they would be letting down their clothes.
At this moment, Director Huang had a backbone. No matter what Mr Smith said, he would treat it as bullsh * t.
Smith didn't know what else to say. More importantly, the other party knew who he was but he hadn't received any information about him.
Bo Jiu swept him a glance. Once she returned to the Fifth Avenue, the first person she would harass had to be Smith.
That's right, Bo Jiu knew the expert in front of her. Smith hadn't even seen her once since they started fighting. How dare he claim to know her?
What was even more unbelievable was that he had even mentioned psychology in front of the Almighty.
This kid was really asking for trouble … Wasn't he going to rebuke him?
Bo Jiu chuckled lightly, taking a notebook from the crime squad.
Her light laughter made the tattooed man's palms sweat uncontrollably.
Ka-cha.
Who knew what the youngster was thinking. She tilted her head and lit a cigarette.
Just as everyone was looking over, Bo Jiu made a new move.
Bo Jiu made a new move. The metallic lighter transformed into another form when the youngster lit the cigarette. The USB port was plugged into the laptop.
"Isn't that a lighter?" Director Huang asked curiously.
Bo Jiu passed the cigarette to him and smiled devilishly. "It's a lighter but it can be used as a USB drive when necessary."
Director Huang was in disbelief. He glanced down at the thing that didn't look like a USB drive at all. The intricate patterns extended into the shape of a dragon and snake, giving off an indescribable aura.
Where did this Ninth Young Master get his hands on it?
But this wasn't the time to be curious.
More importantly, he had to use the remote to hack into the other party's computer and destroy the software used to control the bomb. That was the only way for everything to be safe.
But could Young Master Jiu really do it?
Director Huang had heard many ridiculous stories about the youngster in the past.
One of the stories was about how the youngster had been sent to the hospital after chasing a man.
Director Huang felt uneasy.
No one knew what the outcome would be.
Time was still moving.
This meant that danger was approaching.
"It's useless, do you think you can just find anyone who knows how to run a computer?" The tattooed man's voice rose.
Click, click, click. The rhythmic tapping of the keyboard seemed to be used to shut him up. It was extremely fast.
It was so fast that the youngster couldn't even see the words on the screen. Countless chat boxes opened at the same time, as though they were working on something.
The youngster continued to type while explaining, "The program will leave traces of the other party's IP address. Use the surrounding computers to help me find them."
"Why? How?" Director Huang had never seen anyone operate in such a manner even as the director of the crime squad.
The youngster lowered his lids. When his silver hair fell down, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing his canine teeth. "It's simple. The speed of a computer depends on its operating memory. Take out all the memory and use it together. That way, it'll be fast … Oh, found it."
Found it?
Director Huang couldn't understand what had popped up but there was indeed a chat box paused on the screen.
The next second, the youngster's fingers flew across the keyboard as though she was playing Chopin. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, afterimages visible as she lifted her hands.
She was like a diving eagle, nothing could stop her from invading and hunting!
Right at this moment, the youngster paused, her beautiful brows arched.
Director Huang started to panic. "What is it?"
"The other party has set up a special firewall," Bo Jiu replied as she typed. "It will take some time to crack it."
The tattooed man stood at the side. He had been through a lot. He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and laughed mockingly. "Director Huang, I've told you before, the software isn't something anyone can crack. There are still 24 minutes left. If I were you, I would change your mind."
"There's no need to change my mind." Bo Jiu glanced up. "This level of firewall can be cracked in two minutes."
The tattooed man's face turned green, his fists clenched tightly. "Do you think you won't be discovered once you enter the firewall? Do you know who is guarding it?! "
"Your boss?" Bo Jiu chuckled, replying nonchalantly. "That is indeed frightening, but I'm good at concealment. She won't be able to find me at this level."
Director Huang: … You don't seem the least bit afraid, Jiu.
The tattooed man understood that the youngster wasn't taking his words to heart. He wanted to see how long this fearless youngster could remain arrogant!
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