Ying Shao is a Girl

But what is gratifying is that in the end, a large number of fans prayed for their idols, and the scene was spectacular.

After Yan Weitang heard the news, she and Song Feiwan rushed to the hospital immediately. In their hearts, they still regarded Ling Yiche as a friend. Of course they would be worried if such a big thing happened.

"Boss, Xiao Che...isn't...is he okay?"

Yan Weitang ran in from outside, and she was still panting at this time.

Speaks in fits and starts.

"Well, it's okay. It's not life-threatening."

Ying Junchu didn't look up at her, he lowered his head as if thinking about something.

On the way here, they had asked Bai Su about the entire incident, and Bai Su had already told them.

They knew it was useless to ask Ying Junchu, she might not tell, because if something happened to Ling Yiche, she would be the most emotionally unstable.

Facts have proved that Song Feiwan and Yan Weitang made the right choice.

Now the air pressure around Ying Junchu was very low and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Oh, by the way, I brought the computer so I can check who destroyed the surveillance."

Yan Weitang wants to find some clues from it. She is Jinse, the third-ranked hacker in the world. There should be no problem in checking this.

Hearing this, Ying Junchu just glanced at Yan Weitang indifferently and said nothing.

Then she continued to think about her own affairs.

…

ten minutes later.

There were thin beads of sweat on Yan Weitang's fair forehead, which glowed faintly under the incandescent lamp in the hospital corridor.

Her slender fingers were still tapping quickly on the keyboard, drawing beautiful arcs one after another. The keyboard made a slight sound, which was particularly obvious in the silent hospital.

Everyone present obviously had no desire to speak.

Everything was eerily quiet.

"not good!"

A flash of panic flashed across Yan Weitang's watery almond eyes, which was fleeting.

Snapped.

The last keyboard made a heavy sound.

The computer screen in Yan Weitang's hand went black.

Her fair and smooth forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

Finally he breathed a sigh of relief, almost being killed by the opponent.

Fortunately she reacted quickly enough.

terrible.

"What's wrong, Tangtang, you don't seem to look well. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Feiwan had already noticed her abnormality a long time ago, but since Yan Weitang was devoted to the computer, Song Feiwan could not disturb her and could only watch silently.

"I'm fine."

"I couldn't find out. The other party was really generous. I was intercepted as soon as I entered."

"The person who intercepted me is the second-ranked hacker. His strength is higher than mine. I can't get around or crack his interception at all."

This global hacker ranking is very strict and standardized, with clear strengths.

Although there is only one ranking difference, Yan Weitang, who is ranked third, is firmly suppressed by the second place.

Yan Weitang sighed, it was her skills that were inferior to others.

Oh, what a sad person.

"It's okay, Tangtang, you've done your best."

Song Feiwan patted her shoulder and comforted her softly.

Her eyes were gentle, she smiled, and her willow-leaf eyes were full of autumn water.

Yan Weitang couldn't help but feel less guilty.

"I know who it is, you don't need to check."

Ying Junchu suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyelashes like black crows opened, revealing a pair of deep and narrow peach blossom eyes.

His eyes were quenched with ice, bottomless.

"It's getting late, you all should go back and rest."

It was already early in the morning, and the crowd had gradually cooled down from the excitement during the day.

Ying Junchu's eyes fell on the distant void, and this feeling of loss was all too familiar.

It was even more familiar than before when I heard the news that Xiao Jiu was buried in a sea of ​​fire.

Although the sky was wrapped in city lights and glowed slightly, she felt an airtight and oppressive darkness sweeping over her.