"Ten o'clock," Ye Wangchuan said gently, thinking about her schedule, and added, "It depends on what time you can get up."
Qiao Nian's eyelids began to twitch, and her upper eyelids were about to stick to her eyelids. She said "hmm" in a very light voice, as if she heard it but also seemed not to hear it clearly.
She was so sleepy that someone behind her was drying her hair gently and slowly. It was obviously just to dry her hair, but it made her drowsy.
By the time Qiao Nian was waiting for him to help her dry her hair, she was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes.
She forced herself to cheer up, propped her chin with her hand, and asked again: "Is your friend in trouble?"
Ye Wangchuan did not hide it from her. He put the towel on the table beside her and tied her hair up with a leather rope before saying, "Well, he wants to check on someone."
Qiao Nian raised an eyebrow, showing some interest, and was no longer so sleepy: "Who are you checking?"
"He is a man who has been smuggling and selling drugs internationally for many years. I don't know his name, but people in the underworld call him by his nickname, Hawkeye."
Ye Wangchuan spoke lightly, as if that person was just a minor character.
But in fact, this man code-named Hawkeye actually caused a lot of headaches for the FBI, because he was extremely cunning and his style of doing things was very ruthless.
Knowing many people in the illegal area, he used his powerful network to get wind of the situation before the police could arrest him and escape ahead of time.
Qiao Nian had heard of this name. She placed her cold white fingers on her legs and raised her eyelids to look at someone: "How did he provoke you?"
Hawkeye would rather mess with Ye Wangchuan than anyone else...
She didn't know what other forces this man controlled, but she knew that Ye Wangchuan had more than just the Nine Institutes in his hands.
Judging from Ye Wangchuan's tone, Hawkeye will be in big trouble if he doesn't die this time!
The collar of Ye Wangchuan's white shirt was slightly open, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to the middle of his arms, revealing his skin tone, which was the same cool white as Qiao Nian's.
He has deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and sexy thin lips. He smiled, but his eyes were cold, like a lion in the night. He was solitary and exuded a strong power that looked down on the world: "A month ago, he appeared in China to trade drugs, and was later targeted by the police. In order to escape, he killed a family of three."
"The child he killed was only six years old, and he stabbed her more than a dozen times before she died. He could have chosen not to kill her, but he was afraid that the family would say they had seen him, so he would rather kill them than let three innocent people go, just in case."
Qiao Nian was silent for a second, then raised his eyes, revealing a bloody and murderous look, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "Oh, it's damnable."
After she finished speaking, she said, "I have time tomorrow morning. You want to check his location, right?"
"Yes. From the information we have currently, we can roughly determine that he is hiding in a port in the country. When we were tracking his specific location, he found someone to hide his whereabouts, and we cannot determine his specific location now. Without his accurate location, the police cannot go out to arrest him." Ye Wangchuan did not hide anything from her: "The police are very anxious. Hawkeye is a cunning person and good at disguise. Once he gets a fake identity, he is likely to flee the country. If he escapes, it will be difficult to catch him."
If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have thought of asking Qiao Nian for help.
After all, these are not things an 18-year-old girl should be involved in.
(End of this chapter)