My Little Mom is the Richest

But the converter connected to this line still kept their recent communication information, that little thing that gave Mu Qiu and the others a clue.

The converter encrypts the content of the communication between the two computers and inputs it to the other computer. But at the same time it also has a part of the storage function, that is, this storage function, leaving the recent conversation between Wang Fuqu and the person behind it.

After grasping this flaw, Liu Xia urgently checked the remaining information on it. This converter should be one on both computers. Even if the other party removes this converter, Wang Fuqu will leave a message here.

The people behind the scenes are probably also aware of this problem. The purpose of the group of mercenaries last night may not only be to get rid of Mu Qiu and the others, but also to remove the converter on Wang Fuqu's side.

It's just that the two tasks have not been completed. The pages with Morse code are neatly lined up on Lucia's computer. Most people are very unfamiliar with this kind of symbols that are similar to words but not words.

Except those who have learned it can understand it, it is difficult for others to translate the content. After Liang Guodong went out, Mu Xiao also asked Liuxia to go down and rest. The translator would not come over until a while.

Liuxia dragged her sleepy body out of the room, and Zhang Mou was already asleep on the sofa. The table was filled with leftovers from their food, Liu Xia sighed, but she couldn't even eat a meal after so hard.

I am really sleepy and hungry now. A figure came out from the opposite room, it was Yang Lingjun who hadn't slept yet.

"The bed in this room has been made up for you. You should go to rest first."

"Oh." Liuxia said nonchalantly, but she was a little sweet in her heart. When he passed in front of Yang Lingjun, he stopped him, "Here are a few green vegetable bags, left for you." A plastic bag contains two or three steaming steamed buns.

Liu Xia raised her head to look at Yang Lingjun who was a head higher than herself, expressionless.

"What? No? Then I'll take it and eat it myself." Liu Xia grabbed the hand that was about to withdraw. "Give it to me, knowing that I love to eat vegetable buns, you have a conscience."

Yang Lingjun glanced at her disdainfully, without saying anything to hurt her. After grabbing the buns in the hands of Yang Lingjun, Liu Xia returned to the opposite room alone, and was finally able to rest for a while.

The Morse code on the computer had to be translated for three hours if four people said less, and they also had three hours of rest time. There won't be much problem with the special police and teammates guarding outside.

Yang Lingjun lay down on the sofa opposite Zhang Mou, always holding his sniper rifle by his side. The translator of Morse code rushed to the villa half an hour later, and the slight sound of going upstairs awakened Yang Lingjun who was resting.

He opened his eyes and watched five men in police uniforms come up, and then closed their glasses. The alertness of snipers is very high. They will not let themselves fall asleep unless they are in a particularly safe place.

Under normal circumstances, Yang Lingjun will stay half asleep and half awake. After entering the room, several police officers began to translate the content on the Lucia computer according to Mu Qiu's intention.

During this period, Mu Qiu and Muxiao did not take a break, their eyes were tightly looking at the draft translated by the police officer. Three hours passed quickly, and Yang Lingjun woke up from half asleep first, followed by Zhang Mou.