In the office, Mo Liancheng is telling Zhong Lin to do everything possible to hack into the monitoring system of the road administration, and to find out the location of Mu Qingqing in any case.
The Secretary of the reception desk at the door followed Chen Xi who suddenly pushed the door in. He was looking at Mo Liancheng with an aggrieved face. "Mr. Mo, this gentleman is going to break in. I'm..."
"You go out!"
He waved his hand and fell in a strange way.
"If you plan to follow the eye of the sky all the way, you may as well give it to me. I believe no one will be faster than me!"
Of course, if you follow the monitoring sequence of Tianyan, it is undoubtedly the most time-consuming method, but it is the most infallible way. However, moliancheng has already cast a net and ordered all kinds of people to reach into all the boundaries of Jiangcheng. Sometimes it's difficult to find a person, and it's easy to say it's simple.
"Why don't you check it yourself and cooperate with us?" Zhong Lin knew what Mo Liancheng thought in his heart, so he simply said the doubts.
"The road administration system is very strict, which is a military level firewall. It is a waste of time to rewrite the intrusion program. However, I believe that Mr. Mo should have a fixed framework for a long time? Isn't my speed, coupled with your program, a foolproof strategy? " Cheng Xi has a plan in mind and has confidence in his network ability.
Of course, moliancheng also believes that Chengqi has such strength. Remembering the letter from the security bureau that he saw at the gate of Chengqi's house, he already knew that Chengqi was not an ordinary boy.
"Good!" Mo Liancheng said with a smile, at least in the matter of Mu Qingqing, he is 100% trust.
After monitoring, Mu Qingqing seems to be out of control suddenly, retrograde to the other opposite road, speeding away. Cheng Yi jumps all the way to Tianyan monitoring, tracking Mu Qingqing to the road near the foot of the mountain. But all of a sudden, because of the construction of the nearby road section, the sky eye was not installed in time, resulting in the loss of contact.
After jumping off that section of the road, there are a total of seven or eight forks, and more than 20 paths can leave. In addition, there are many lanes and unmarked paths, which are countless. No one knows which road Mu Qingqing will take. If you check one by one, it will take an hour at the fastest speed.
Mo Liancheng knows that Mu Qingqing must have answered someone's phone call, so he is out of control. No matter who the person on the other end of the phone is, you can be sure that Qing Qing is in danger now.
"Keep looking! Let me know if you have any news! " Mo Liancheng patted Cheng on the shoulder, picked up his coat and ran out of the Mohist group, while Zhong Lin was left to coordinate the overall situation.
Mo Liancheng thought that in that section of the road without monitoring, although he did not know which road Mu Qingqing would take, there was another possibility that Mu Qingqing had never left the road. Can not let go of any possibility, moliancheng finally decided to go alone.
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In the secret room of the song ancestral hall, a man is being fixed on a chair in all kinds of ways. The bruises and bruises on his face are almost impossible to see what his original appearance looks like. At this moment, song Yanshu's hand is holding a wooden sword, like a fierce hit on the man's body.
"Little Lord, little master!" An old man pulled song Yanshu out of the secret room and asked anxiously.
"Little Lord, you can't do this. Once things get big, song Dongjian will suspect us. What's more, this man is a close friend of Sakura Koichi. How can you bring him here? " The elder's admonishment was painstaking, but his face was uneasy.
But at this time, song Yanshu has been red eyes, Mu Qingqing disappeared, the most suspicious person is Xiaochi Yingxue. In addition, the fight in the bar has already touched the bottom line of song Yanshu. However, in his heart, as an angel, how can a woman allow others to bully him.
What's more, he hates Sakura Koike the most.
"Since I brought him here, I didn't want to let him out alive!" Song Yanshu's eyes were fierce and fierce, and he said in a low voice, pressing his voice.
"What? This can't be done. If it gets out, it will easily affect our plans. " The elderly thought and worried.
Song Yanshu didn't listen to the elder's words at all. Instead, he walked into the secret room three steps and two steps at once. He raised his hand and put his sword against the neck of the dying man. He asked fiercely, "I'll give you one last chance. Where did Xiaochi Yingxue tell you to take Mu Qingqing?"
The man held up his last strength and pleaded, "Mr. Song, I really don't know. Miss Xiaochi has never ordered anything. Since she was ordered back to Kyoto by Mr. Koichi, she has never been at home and never asked us to do anything..."
"I said It's all true. Please believe me No matter how he tortured song Yanshu, he always repeated the same sentence.
Song Yanshu is no longer a waste of time. He knows that the bushido spirit of the Kyoto people has come to this point, and it will only delay time to ask further questions. So he took out a gun from his waist and put it on the man's head."Since you have nothing to say, I'll give you a ride..."
In addition to begging for mercy, the man could not say what song Yanshu wanted to hear. The elder was still pacing back and forth outside the door, thinking about what to do. But suddenly, he heard a clear gunshot coming out of the secret room. He clapped his thigh and tensed up.
Song Yanshu killed Xiaochi Yingxue's confidants with his own hands. If there is any news about this incident, the infighting of the Song family will be upgraded accordingly. Song Yanshu has always been in front of song Dongjian disguised image, will also give up.
For a woman, the little Lord has changed
The old man murmured this sentence, so he left the chamber of secrets.
Song Yanshu was full of confidence, but unexpectedly he hit a nail. The man would rather die than say half a bad word about Xiaochi's family. In a fit of anger, song Yanshu dials the phone to Xiaochi Yingxue, far away in Kyoto.
Seeing that the caller is song Yanshu, Xiaochi Yingxue excitedly answers the phone. Before speaking, song Yanshu's bleak voice comes from the phone.
"Where are the people?"
"Who are you, brother Yan Shu..." Xiaochi Yingxue is confused by song Yanshu's mindless sentence. She asks for a moment.