"I've seen her before. She's in the Nightless City. We met a few days ago," Mo Yan said.
"Do you think she has flaws in her appearance?" Murong Jing asked again.
"Uhit can't be considered a flaw." Mo Yan didn't want to directly call hacker A ugly, because he felt it was a bit insulting. After a pause, he added: "Let's not talk anymore, I'm leaving first."
After Mo Yan left, Murong Jing said: "Mr. Bai, is your friend also a hacker?"
"Yes, and he is a very powerful hacker. I often come to him about some network security issues."
"Has he really seen Hacker A?"
"I heard him say that he had seen him a few days ago."
"Then what did he say about hackers?" Murong Jing asked again.
Bai Fenghua smiled: "What? Are you also curious about Hacker A?"
Murong Jing chuckled: "The famous hacker A? Of course I'm curious."
"Uh" Bai Fenghua thought for a moment and said, "It seems a little ugly."
"Oh." Murong Jing nodded: "That's right, no one is perfect."
Both of them spoke so implicitly, but their meaning was obvious: Hacker A is ugly.
But Hacker A is obviously Qianqian, and so beautiful, so it has nothing to do with ugliness.
What¡¯s going on? Is someone pretending to be Qian Qian?
"Mr. Bai, please do your work first, and I will leave first."
"Okay, walk slowly."
After leaving the villa and returning to the car, Murong Jing sat in the passenger seat and asked Leng Xiao who was waiting in the cab: "Did you notice where the man who just came out of the villa went?"
"You went that way, what happened?"
"Drive quickly and follow him." Murong said.
She wanted to see who dared to impersonate Shi Qian.
"Oh, okay." Leng Xiao quickly started the car.
Soon, the two caught up with Mo Yan.
Murong Jing said: "Don't get too close to avoid being discovered by him."
"Yeah. I know."
After continuing to follow for two blocks, Mo Yan found someone following him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed that the license plate number following him was Murong Jing.
When he came out of Bai Fenghua's place, he noticed her car.
How could she follow him?
When he mentioned Hacker A, Murong Jing seemed to be interested as well. Is it because of Hacker A?
Hacker A wouldn¡¯t have offended Bei Luomen, right?
Thinking of this, Mo Yan suddenly accelerated his speed.
In the car behind.
Leng Xiao said: "He suddenly accelerated, maybe he discovered us."
Murong Jing said calmly: "It's okay, keep following."
"Okay." Leng Xiao nodded and speeded up.
After crossing a street again and turning into an intersection, Leng Xiao suddenly stepped on the brakes.
In front, Mo Yan opened the door and got out of the car, smiling at the corners of his lips, looking at the two people in the car.
Seeing this, Murong Jing also got out of the car.
Mo Yan smiled and said, "What do you mean, Miss Murong is following me? Could it be that she fell in love with me at first sight? Hey, if you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have left."
Murong Jing laughed and said directly: "You are overthinking. I only followed you because I wanted to meet the rumored hacker A."
As expected, I am interested in Hacker A.
"So, is Beiluomen also interested in Hacker A? Or has Hacker A offended you?" Mo Yan asked.
"No." Murong Jing said: "It's not Bei Luomen who is interested in Hacker A, it's me, and I'm also a hacker."
Mo Yan was slightly surprised: "Are you also a hacker?"
"Yes. So, could you please introduce me to this friend of yours? I've also wanted to meet her for a long time."
"I'm afraid this is inconvenient." Mo Yan said: "She is a bit cold, so let me get her consent first."
"Get her opinion?" Murong Jing chuckled: "You came here uninvited, and you were worried that she would run away."
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Mo Yan smiled: "We have an unusual relationship. We are just friends."
Murong Jing crossed her arms and looked unreasonable: "If you don't take me, you don't want to go. It seems you can't get rid of me."
Mo Yan said leisurely: "They say people from Beiluomen are overbearing, and it seems that is indeed the case."
Murong Jing raised her lips and smiled: "Will you take me there?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com