Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

"Found it." A's voice broke the silence, "The information of those who were on the cruise ship that day has been sent to you."

She passed the information to Jiang Li. The silence in the room seemed particularly strange in the middle of the night. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and her hand holding the cup paused.

She was just scanning the Internet. Now hackers from the Death organization all over the world are very vigilant. Once exposed, the locations of all hackers in the entire organization will be exposed.

She took out the gun from under the table, slowly walked to the door, and glanced at the person on the surveillance screen.

The two people outside the door looked exactly the same, holding two identical cakes in their hands, and were discussing which flavor Tingye would like.

But the moment the door was opened, the black muzzle of a gun was pointed at them.

Although Song Yanqiu and Song Jinmo were somewhat accustomed to Ting Ye's attitude, they had never seen anyone so straightforward, drawing a gun as soon as they met...

The two men couldn't help swallowing their saliva. The murderous intent in each other's eyes was not concealed at all. Song Jinmo also felt a little nervous, because Tingye's mission was only to kill Song Yanqiu, but her murderous intent at the moment seemed to have no patience to distinguish who it was.

"We...have come at an unfortunate time..."

Song Yanqiu nodded: "It seems so..."

Tingye heard footsteps nearby, so he went out and kicked the two men inside.

Song Yanqiu and Song Jinmo were a little confused. The cake in their hands was completely messed up after this tipping.

Song Jinmo's face gradually showed anger: "Hey! Tingye! What are you doing!?"

The room was dark, but the two could still see Tingye close the door in an instant and point the gun at them again.

Song Yanqiu smiled helplessly, but in the dark night he could not hide the displeasure in his eyes: "Don't worry, wait for her to explain."

Tingye took out a detector from a nearby cabinet, and seeing that there was no response, he realized that there was no monitoring or positioning equipment on the two people.

"Shut up."

Song Jinmo felt a little aggrieved: "What are you doing?! I came to give you a cake, and you beat me up as soon as you see me!?"

Tingye pointed the gun directly at his mouth: "If you dare to shout another word, I will make you unable to speak for the rest of your life."

Song Jinmo's body stiffened. He was not a fool and obviously realized that something was wrong.

Song Yanqiu: "Why are you so alert? Is someone trying to kill you?"

Tingye glanced at them, and then in the dark, while the two were not paying attention, he handcuffed them.

Before Song Jinmo could shout, tape was suddenly put on his mouth.

Tingye stepped back and dodged his kick. The night was her home ground.

Song Yanqiu quickly took a step back and smiled awkwardly: "I don't need to do that, right? I won't shout."

Tingye looked at him in silence for a while, then put the tape down.

She tied the two of them to the stool, and then returned to the table. When his fingers cleared on the keyboard for a moment, all the dark screens lit up, and the dense codes on them illuminated the entire room a little green.

Song Yanqiu and Song Jinmo were stunned for a moment.

She picked up the phone, listened to the voice inside and nodded: "Yes, S.

S, the Song brothers found me. Do you need to kill them?"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, thinking about who she was talking about, and then he realized that they seemed to be Nan Zhi's friends.

"Forget it, no need to."

A: "Yes, S."

Song Yanqiu looked at Song Jinmo with an unpleasant expression. They had seen Ting Ye like this before, and every time he was talking to S, her leader, the boss of the Death organization.

Song Yanqiu and Song Jinmo looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy, but for Song Yanqiu, it was more of a loss, while for Song Jinmo, it was more of an anger.

When they heard Tingye casually say to kill, they finally realized that Tingye had no intention of caring about them at all...

Song Yanqiu frowned, he knew that this matter might be much more serious than they imagined.

Song Jinmo's face was filled with anger. He didn't expect that he came with good intentions to deliver the cake, but almost became a victim of Tingye's gun.

Jiang Li was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then slowly said: "Carry out the mission."

Tingye nodded: "Yes."

Although she didn't like the Song brothers, she would obey Jiang Li's orders. She put down the phone, turned around and looked at the two people tied to the stool, and sighed silently.

"You are lucky. S doesn't plan to kill you for now." Tingye said coldly: "But if you dare to make it public or reveal anything, I can't guarantee that you can leave here alive."

Song Yanqiu and Song Jinmo both felt a chill, they knew Ting Ye was not joking.

Song Yanqiu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Xiao Ye was really vicious today. He even ruined our cake."

Tingye walked to the computer and pulled up some information: "Sorry."

Her fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard as she began to investigate the address of the person she had found. She turned on the light, and Song Yanqiu and Song Jinmo were blinded by the sudden bright light. When they opened their eyes, the curtains in the uniform black, white and gray room were all drawn.

Tingye sat in front of the island counter. She pressed her fingerprints and the desktop changed in an instant.

She took out a gun and loaded it with a scope and bullets.

In an instant, he picked it up and pointed it at Song Yanqiu, who gasped.

Then Ting Ye took it down again, adjusted it, and then walked out without paying any attention to Song Jinmo and Song Yanqiu.

She took a taxi to a building. It was late at night and the road was deserted. She listened to the voice coming from the headphones and confirmed the location of the people in the hotel. She pulled the trigger, the glass shattered, and she turned around and left.

Huo Ling and Fu Siqing were sitting on the sofa, surrounded by dim lights mixed with brilliant neon lights. They were holding whiskey in their hands, and a row of people were kneeling in front of them.

Huo Ling: "Haven't found it yet?"

"I really don't know, Masters. We really didn't do it. Everyone knows that the little princess of the Nan family belongs to you two. Even if we were given 100 guts, we wouldn't dare to accept such a commission."

Fu Siqing smiled and nodded: "Don't be afraid, we just want to know where Zhizhi is. Huo Ling is too worried about her, so he is a little anxious. As long as you tell us where you are, no one will hurt you."

"I really don't..."

Snapped!

The wine bottle shattered with a sound, and Fu Siqing smiled and smashed the wine on his head, then used the bottle mouth that was smashed into a spike to stab directly into his mouth while he was still talking.

He looked at his hands helplessly, picked up the bottle of wine beside him, opened it, and washed his hands. The wine from his hands was sprinkled on his head. He had a smile on his face, as gentle as jade, like a handsome young man.

"Still don't know?"