At this time, the urban area is in chaos.
Tingfeng took off the wig on his head, and directly opened the electronic contact method and location tracking.
His appearance is a bit frightening. After all, a teenager is still wearing lipstick, which is really easy to give people the illusion.
However, at this time, no one cares about anyone else, and no one will pay attention to his differences.
It is not difficult to find the interpreter arranged by Consul Xu with Tingfeng's technology.
"Hey, hello, what's the situation now, is Bey still safe? My here shows that she is not in the urban area, what's going on?"
As soon as the phone was connected, Tingfeng couldn't help worrying, and asked hurriedly.
Who knew that instead of answering his question, they asked instead: "Show? Do you have her position?"
Tingfeng was still in a hurry, and didn't realize that he was being asked back: "Yes, yes."
"Her precise location?" Feng Nai turned the steering wheel with one hand, avoiding the refugees who wanted to get into the car.
Listening to the wind, pressing the earphones, zooming in on the map: "Isan Lan's factory is near the defense line in the northern district of Issie."
"Share it to me." Feng Nai's voice was indifferent: "Find a way to hack the network of this factory within 20 minutes."
"yes."
After Tingfeng hung up the phone, he felt that something was wrong. Did he subconsciously listen to the translator's instructions just now
No, wait a minute.
Usually the translation will not be this kind of aura, right
Who did Consul Xu arrange for them
Although Tingfeng was curious, he didn't think about it.
Because there are more important things waiting for him to do.
He glanced at the time and stretched out the lady's handbag, which was a delicate keyboard and monitor.
by contrast.
Mo Bei's conditions are very limited.
Even so, though.
Her resilience is also always on the line.
Following the pathways depicted on the map, infrared cutting is activated in emergency situations.
Mo Bei looked over, pushed a piece of chewing gum away with one hand, and was still blowing bubbles while eating.
Through the monitoring, the man in black twitched his mouth in disdain. This prodigal son really wants to be a mud that can't be helped.
He didn't even have any interest in watching.
The man in black switched a page.
Over there, Mielong was answering the phone.
The progress of the Feng family's network attack has not progressed.
"Why is it so slow?" Mie Long was very dissatisfied with the result.
"I'm still investigating the reason, it doesn't seem to be a firewall issue."
When Feiying over there heard this sentence, a layer of cold sweat overflowed his back.
Once the other party thinks that it is their own virus, they will immediately find out that there is a problem with the USB drive.
When the time comes, it's not just identity leaks.
He was very worried that Mielong would be bad for Bey.
Now how far Bey has gone, and where he has been taken, he has no idea.
The only thing that is clear is that Bey's identity should not be suspected.
If there is a problem, he will be treated differently here immediately.
Now, all he can do is delay as long as possible.
I hope that in terms of time, Bey can make it in time.
At this point, Feiying is also superstitious about two words, luck.
He wants to give that person all the luck.
I just want to see her come back safe and sound.
Time passed bit by bit.
Mo Bei was at the corner, with his left hand raised slightly, the bubble gum just now had an effect.
Glue the infrared terminal.
And she did this scene very naturally, coupled with the calculated monitoring blind spots.
The man in black only thought that this prodigal son was acting handsome even when he was walking, and he didn't think about other things.
(end of this chapter)