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At the same time, in the east area of ​​the Brilliant Galaxy Convention Center, Qianying in a white skirt just stood up and stretched out her cell phone, and her phone dinged.

Shen Biyao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at her memo in astonishment.

It’s not the notification sound of a text message, but a mobile phone memo.

[Capturing the little king, the men’s restroom next to Exit A in the South District, the following is a photo.jpg]

Seeing this memo, Shen Biyao's expression hardened, and then she took a sharp breath.

Fang Mo’s handwriting!

Besides Fang Mo, who else has the ability to hack someone's phone without anyone noticing?

But Shen Biyao's face was full of astonishment. When did it happen?

Why don't I feel anything at all...

No, how did Fang Mo know that I would appear at the medical exchange competition?

Countless questions arose in her mind.

Want me to arrest the little king?

Shen Biyao's expression suddenly froze.

Is the little king also present?

What this little king is talking about...could it be the little king among the two senior executives of the overseas organization Guipai?

hiss!

As soon as she thought about it, Shen Biyao felt that a memo in her mind contained a huge amount of information.

Especially the biggest question came to her mind.

Could it be that Fang Mo had blocked the time in advance?

Or does it mean that Fang Mo has God's perspective and the ability to predict the future, and can he 100% guarantee that I will look at my phone immediately after watching the game?

What if I mute my voice?

In fact, someone's control over human nature has to be reflected here.

This game had so many twists and turns, and so many accidents happened, but in the end the winner was finally decided.

The first instinct most people do is to take out their phones and check the time, or to see if they have forgotten to reply to any important messages.

Under normal circumstances, many people have the same reaction after watching a movie and staying until the movie is over.

Thinking of this, Shen Biyao subconsciously took out the headset from his pocket that the national security combat team only wore when performing tasks.

A faint voice came from the other end of the headset.

"The hostage rescue is complete, we are not exposed, the target should be waiting outside the toilet, please give further instructions from the leader!"

There was silence for a long time, but Shen Biyao didn't hesitate. She frowned and walked towards the entire south area of ​​the venue as stated in Fang Mo's memo.

However, no other sounds came from the headset during the process.

She also thought that the command of the entire operation would fall into her hands.

As soon as she thought about it, Shen Biyao was a little confused by this sudden task.

I wanted to rush in front of Fang Mo and punch him twice.

This dog, this mission comes too suddenly, right?

Inexplicably, the command of your mission still falls on my shoulders?

And to capture such a difficult and dangerous person as Little King, didn’t you know to say hello in advance before taking action?

This dog!

Shen Biyao has very good personal qualities. She quickly adjusted her mentality and took a deep breath.

I am about to issue an instruction to stay put...

Who knew the next moment, Fang Moyun's gentle voice sounded from the other end of the headset.

"Keep an eye on the target and be careful not to expose it. This is our perfect opportunity to capture the little king. Don't let her escape."

After hearing this, one of the staff members walked out of the bathroom immediately and looked at the crowd.

He was stunned for just a moment. Where could he see that petite figure in the crowd in front of him.

Only the owner of the cart stood there helplessly, holding a steaming milk bottle in his hand.

Seeing the staff wearing security uniforms walking out of the toilet, the owner of the cart selling snacks hurriedly took two steps forward;

"Comrade, a lady just asked me to bring you a message. She said that when she sees staff members wearing security uniforms, she will tell them."

"Don't act with headphones next time. It will be more obvious. It's better to wear a headset. There is only one 'Zheng' in Guoan who can be called an opponent. She said that this man named 'Zheng' is very charming. I don’t want to touch him for the time being.”

"Then, give this to you. This is what she asked me to give to you. She also said..."

Speaking of this, the aunt selling snacks paused, and a strange look flashed on her face.

"She said that the second baby might be hungry when he comes out soon, so she asked me to give you the milk powder."

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On the other side, on the top floor of a building, an awm was placed at the highest point.

This is the most suitable position for sniping. The corners of the man's lips wrapped in black clothing curled up with a cold expression, and his eyes were fixed on the young man leading two beautiful figures on the high platform, slowly walking towards the audience.

The venue was crowded with people and it was inconvenient to take action, especially as the popularity of the medical exchange competition continued to rise.

So Lao J changed his address to snipe Fang Mo.

At this moment, on the roof of the rooftop, Lao J only showed a cruel smile on the corners of his lips.

"It's not easy. After many twists and turns, a game that was originally sentenced to death can reach this point. Isn't it a coveted game?"

"He has a happy family, he is a winner in life, and he is actually a decent person. This makes me a little jealous."

"Jealous to the point of..."

"I want you to die!"

The next moment, the ferocity on Old J's face gradually spread, his voice changed, and his finger gently landed on the trigger.

click-

In fact, he didn't lie. Fang Mo's current situation was something that Lao J would envy even after he tossed and turned in his countless late-night dreams.

Once upon a time, Lao J also had a wife and children.

Although he was not wealthy, he could be said to have a happy family. However, in an accident, his wife and children were all killed.

And, the most distressing thing is...

It was also his son's fourth birthday.

Old J used to be a mine worker and worked in other places. He originally thought that after his work was over, he would rush home overnight to reunite with his wife. Even before going down to the mine, Old J made several phone calls to his wife.

At that time, the wife said that the child was waiting for his father to come home and buy him a birthday cake.

As a result, an accident took away the lives of his entire family.

Suddenly, a raging fire broke out in the whole building. His wife and children stayed up all night waiting for him to come home. They didn't have a good rest. They took a nap in the middle of the night. As a result, the fire happened to be during the time when the wife was taking the children to sleep. got up.

A fire engulfed the entire building.

When Lao J arrived, the bodies were all burned.

At that moment, a middle-aged thirty-year-old man covered his face and cried bitterly, completely breaking down.

What flashed through his mind were the faces of his family, his wife who was not beautiful but very gentle, and his son who was not well-behaved but sensible.

What even echoed in his mind was his son's babyish voice asking him during his last phone call.

'Dad, when will you come back? Mom and I are both sleepy...'.

In the past, every time I felt stressed or unmotivated at work, what Lao J liked to do most was to open the dialog box with his wife on WeChat and listen to his son’s voice.

He didn't dare to call his wife because he was far away and didn't know whether his son was resting.

People like them who work in the mines have day and night, and there is no time in the mine tunnels.

God knows when he called me, were his wife and son resting or awake?

So his only decompression activity was to use the WeChat chat box to listen to his son's voice.

It was his spiritual drug, his healing drug.

Whenever he felt tired and exhausted, just listening to his son's voice on the receiver would make his whole body feel as if he had been injected with chicken blood, full of cleansing.

Work hard, work harder...

In the future, I can buy my son an apartment in the city, move the family to the city center, and then find a better elementary school for my son through connections.

Work, work harder, my boss said he appreciates me, and if I persist for ten more years, I can sit where he is now.

The boss is a big man who drives a Land Rover. As long as I can be like him, I will have no regrets in this life.

At that time, his family was the only motivation for him to survive.

In other words, it is the only motivation that supports his efforts to survive.

And all that was like a dream, shattered like a bubble in a fire.

His wife, son, and elderly parents were all killed in the flames, and the entire building was completely destroyed.