The biggest collective withdrawal event ever happened in the zodiac group.

Bai Xiaohu is still immersed in the muddled mood, unable to extricate himself.

And Li Qiao and Bai Yan have already begun the "search list" action.

At this time, Bai Yan's eyes glanced at Bai Xiaohu and licked his cheek. His eyes were very dangerous.

He was beaten by another father's men?

If this kind of words spread out, he white inflammation don't want face?

"These 13 people, stop the information comparison."

Li Qiao concentrated on the keyboard, staring at the screen, slightly deviated his cheek, said a word to Bai Yan.

Bai Yan pursed her lips and drew back her sight. She leaned lazily against the back of the chair. "Are you sure she died of mad cow disease?"

"Well." Li Qiao slid the mouse to click twice, "age, identity and background are not abnormal, Xiao Hongdao and they have no intersection, will not start."

True, Li Qiao has nothing to do. She just uses Bai Yan's system to screen the information of the victim who was shot by Xiao Hongdao in the surveillance on August 12.

Bai Yan takes no time to delete the list of information comparison, and then casually glances at Li Qiao's computer interface, and suddenly feels that something is wrong.

He stood up straight with the armrest and looked at it intently. Jun's face turned black. "Don't tell me, you are black in the British Statistics Bureau."

A while ago, in order to help Li Qiao find someone, Bai Yan's hacker account stayed in the background of the Bureau of statistics for three days.

Later, the vulnerability of the system was found by the other party's network security officer, who spent a lot of effort to erase the hacker's path and trace.

If Li Qiao goes black again, IP addresses will overlap, so it's hard to guarantee that she won't be found.

At this time, Li Qiao lightly wrote the code, heard Bai Yan's question, casually replied: "No. It's the British Empire population information archive. "

Bai Yan moved his eyes and looked at Li Qiao. He said with a smile: "do you know that the population information archive belongs to the Bureau of statistics?"

Li Qiao blinked, "Oh."

Bai Yan rolled up her sleeve and wanted to beat her. Her palm fell on the half centimeter of her head. She gritted her teeth and crumpled Li Qiao's balls. "It's done, it's true, it's good."

Li Qiao also did not lift his head to pat his paws, continue to filter information, "there are 18 lists, you can delete."

"Do it yourself."

Bai Yan heavily leaned against the back of the chair and hummed a little.

This time, she finally attracted Li Qiao's attention. She turned her head and raised her eyebrows. "What's the matter with you?"

Bai Yan pressed the keyboard shortcut key and grinned: "I can't take care of the aftermath for you?"

"All right." Li Qiao reluctantly accepted his words.

Bai Yan looks at her white and indifferent cheek, rubs her forehead, and then begins to help the population information archives repair the loopholes, so as not to be noticed by the other party's network security officers.

So, in the next few hours, Li Qiao cracked the program in the foreground, and Bai Yan repaired the program in the background.

So much so that the population information archives room of the British Empire General Administration, Leng did not find that the backstage was invaded.

Because whenever the early warning system reminder program is tampered with, the network security officer logs in the background to see that the program is intact.

After a while, the security officer was bored and shut down the early warning system.

Garbage system, fuckin 'warning.

....

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qiao was sitting in the living room, burping from time to time, which was the precursor of pregnancy and vomiting.

There were sour plum slices on the table, but she didn't want to eat them at all.

The smell of lampblack in the air is a little big, coming from the open kitchen.

Li Qiao supported her forehead, covered her stomach with one hand, and kept swallowing to suppress the pregnant vomiting reaction.

After a while, she felt relieved. Just as she was about to pick up the sour plum slices, Bai Yan came from the kitchen with her rice bowl.

"You didn't eat much at noon. I fried a bowl of rice for you. I didn't put much scallion. Take a bite first. I'll take you to the night market at five o'clock."

All the restaurants and snacks in Fei City are concentrated in the night market street, which is open at 5 p.m.

Li Qiao looked at the bowl of fried rice, white and green. After a bout of nausea, she left the plum box and went to the bathroom.

Bai Yan holding his job, listening to the sound of vomiting inside, his face expressionless.

The rice he cooked can not only wrap the abdomen, but also induce vomiting?

Li Qiao didn't eat that bowl of rice, so Bai Yan gave it to Bai Xiaoniu.

White calf holding rice bowl, "wow" a, "brother Yan, so much rice?"

Finally, it's not fried scallion and rice.

Bai Yan kicked him, "go away."

Li Qiao went back to her bedroom and lay on her back, looking at the ceiling, dizzy.

The basic necessities of life in Fei City can't be compared with Nanyang. There is no Shang Yu around. She feels empty when she sleeps at night.

Habits have been deeply buried in the bone, a little change is at a loss.

Li Qiao put her arm on her head and sighed a little. After lying down for a while, she felt sleepy. In her hazy mind, she thought of something suddenly. Where's Jin Rong? She and Shang Yu left home at the same time. A day and a night had passed, but Jin Rong didn't even ask. Li Qiao feels more and more unusual. She slowly opens her eyes and then squints. Is she a little more familiar 5:30, night market. Li Qiao follows Bai Yan to his fried rice stand, followed by Bai Xiaoniu and Bai Xiaohu. There are not many people and few diners in the night market tonight. Although Li Qiao left Fei City for a long time, she knew the situation of the city very well. Once this happens, there will be new forces or provocations. Because when she and Bai Yan occupied Fei City, the streets and night markets were almost desolate. Bai Xiaohu moved out several tables and chairs from the dining car of the fried rice stand. After Li Qiao took a seat, she carefully observed around, "what's the source of the other party?" Bai Yan took a spatula in his hand and looked at her with complicated eyes and pity. He is proud of the mascot, as expected, was raised by Shang Shaoyan bad. Bai Xiaohu looked left and right, but he didn't dare to talk. After wiping the table with a rag, he strolled around the night market to solicit business. Bai Xiaoniu didn't think so much. He bent down on the table to solve Li Qiao's doubts: "elder sister, I heard that there are four of them. The eldest one seems to be black, and Xiao Hu called him black dad. Yesterday, brother Yan met them and was beaten by the other's men." The sound of the words is settled, and the spade blows into the back of the head of the white calf. Then, near the relatively quiet fried rice stand, there was a call of Bai Yanyin, "white calf, do you want to die?" Li Qiao only grasped the key point. She looked at Bai Yan's gloomy face and sarcastically, "you were beaten by the other party's men?" Bai Yan Adam's apple meal, instinctive Wan Zun, "less his mother nonsense." To be exact, the injury at the corner of his mouth was not beaten by someone, but... By mistake. At that time, he went to meet with the other party. He just got to the position of the business car, but he didn't pose like a big man in Fei City. As a result, the door of the cab was suddenly pushed open, and Bai Yan couldn't prevent it. The door slapped directly on his mouth. He almost took out his gun to kill the city on the spot. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!