Jiang Li looked down and continued to read the script of "Like a Dream".

At this time, her mobile phone jumped to the call interface, and the phone on Zhongzhou was a hidden number.

She put on the headphones and turned on the voice change, "It's me."

"North Wolf, I just received the news from Qin Yexiao's subordinates, urging you for the order." A male voice came over there, "I am urging for the third time."

Although Jiang Li agreed to take Qin Yexiao's order, he let the Hacker League keep pressing his order.

This is the first time this big guy has been so headstrong.

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows casually, "Why, they won't live for a few days? So anxious."

The man seemed to expect her to answer that way, and he sighed, "I, I didn't have much interest in this list, but you dragged me so much, and I became interested. Sorry, I couldn't help but read the list."

Every order of the Hacker League has a very high degree of security, especially the designated order under Qin Yexiao's identity, which is an S-level secret.

In the entire hacker league, no one has permission to view it except for the single North Wolf.

Of course, Gu Ni, the leader, is an exception.

Hearing this, Jiang Li didn't speak.

"Guess what I saw?" Gu Ni continued meaningfully: "I was on the list and saw the batch of communication devices that you suddenly asked me to replace seven years ago."

The equipment was replaced that year, except for the remaining samples, the rest were destroyed.

The only sample is currently kept in the forbidden area of ​​the Hacker League.

How could Qin Yexiao have their internal communication headsets in his hands?

Gu Ni remembered that the night before seven years ago, his contact with Jiang Li suddenly broke off, and it took three or four hours before Jiang Li contacted him.

When he opened his mouth, he told him to replace all the equipment.

It was obvious that Jiang Li's headset should have been lost, and it was in Qin Yexiao's hands.

"Brother, what's the matter?" As if the gossip spirit in Gu Ni's tone was about to burn, he asked deeply, "What's the situation between you and the Qin family prince?"

He was very impressed by what Jiang Li said seven years ago.

Jiang Li said that she had some trouble, a fierce battle, and killed people.

Couldn't it be that Qin Yexiao was almost slaughtered...

If this is true...

That's just... Liangzi's knot is big.

Jiang Li looked at the retreating street lamp in front of him, and said lightly: "Is there anything else?"

Gu Ni and Jiang Li have been in friendship for so many years, and instantly understood what she meant—

Get out of it when it's okay.

Jiang Li avoided talking, and Gu Ni was even more curious about her relationship with Qin Yexiao, but didn't have the guts to ask.

He turned the topic back to business, and his tone was serious, "The case Qin Yexiao asked you to investigate, I have a bit of impression. It is a very large-scale drug case, but we don’t have much intelligence in our hands. Wiped it."

"I only know two of the forces involved in this case." Guni said, "Beijing Narcotics Control Bureau and Interpol."

The street light outside the car dazzled Jiang Li's eyes, and she squinted her eyes.

Gu Ni laughed, "This kind of difficulty, it's no wonder that you are appointed to take the order. Apart from you, I am afraid that no one has this ability to check."

"You don't need to worry about this, I will solve it." Jiang Li said in a low voice, "Hang up."

***

In the middle of the night.

Qin Shan received a document.

A group of people immediately ran to the medical laboratory building behind to find Qin Yexiao.

"Anti-drug case No. 0, the case more than ten years ago..." Qin Yichen looked at the projector in front of him and raised his eyebrows.

Qin Shan said: "The Narcotics Control Bureau has completely blocked this matter."

"This case is really big, but it is," Shen Yu looked at them, "Isn't it enough to completely block the news? What do you want to hide?"

Qin Yichen nodded, "Yes, and Xu Zhenghua doesn't have that power to completely blockade..."

Qin Lin's mind suddenly flashed, "Miss Jiang!"

Qin Yexiao turned his eyes.

Shen Yu tugged at the corner of his mouth, tapped his fingertips on his temples, and said speechlessly: "Use your brain, how old was Jiangli more than ten years ago? What kind of seal did she use?"

What's more, the list is basically all the old people before the Narcotics Bureau, the youngest is 19 years old.

Jiang Li's name is not on the top at all.

Shen Yu didn't doubt the authenticity of this document. They still trusted the Northern Wolf's ability very much.

Qin Yichen said in a calm tone: "Although, I think Jiang Li is pretty awesome, but it's not so awesome."

Qin Shan thought for a while, and suggested: "Or... I will look up Miss Jiang again?"

Qin Yexiao's pupils are dark, and the light from the projector is deep and bright in his eyes, "No need to check."

Everyone: "?"

What's the meaning? Don't check it anymore?

***

The bedroom was completely dark.

Jiang Li lay on his side on the bed, curled up a little.

Blood flowed into rivers, corpses piled into mountains.

Heart-piercing screams.

Frame after frame of **** pictures, crazy, fiercely twisting her nerves.

Suddenly, Jiang Li opened his eyes.

After a long while, she sat up without any expression.

Touched the phone, cigarette, and lighter from the bed cabinet, and walked in one direction barefoot.

With a crash, she opened the curtains and opened the glass door, and the cold moonlight outside shone on her face.

The blood under her eyes was full and scarlet, and the corners of her lips were pressed tightly.

The aura is gloomy and terrifying, like the extreme north icy wind, and the cold that cuts the bones.

With a click, the lighter flame suddenly lit up in the dark.

With Erlang's legs tilted, Jiangli sat on a cold and bright metal railing of a cylindrical horizontal bar.

The railings are extremely narrow, and the 28-story horrible height lies beneath the delicate and beautiful feet, which looks extremely dangerous.

She sat steadily, her black skirt swaying in the night breeze, brushing her pale calf.

Upward, there are black hair that is slightly curled up to the waist, dark fox eyes, slightly hanging, lonely and deserted.

The night wind disturbed her black hair, she raised her hand and stroked it, revealing a delicate and glamorous outline.

She just sat on the 28-story railing and smoked a whole box of cigarettes, throwing cigarette butts all over the floor.

Until the eastern sky showed a trace of red light.

She turned her long legs, jumped back to the balcony, and walked back to the room, her back thin and cold.

***

Rongfu.

Rong Xiu is eating breakfast.

Suddenly saw steward Rong leading Jiang Li in.

She was stunned, blurted out, "...Why is it so early?"

Jiang Li was a champion who stayed up all night, and he couldn't afford to sleep until three poles the next day.

However, he is uniquely gifted, and his appearance is completely unaffected.

The skin is fair and supple, and can be broken by blowing.

Jiang Li threw the black backpack to Steward Rong, took off the mask and peaked cap, revealing bright and clean features.

She hooked her feet off the chair and sat down, her long legs wide open.

He took an empty bowl and filled himself with a bowl of beef porridge.

The corners of Rong Xiu's mouth twitched, "You woke up hungry, so why don't you run here to have breakfast?"

Jiangli put down the bowl, raised his eyebrows slightly, his chopsticks clamped a small dumpling, and he curled his lips, "No, I just miss you."

"I believe you have ghosts." Having said that, Rong Xiu still couldn't suppress a smile on his face.

She used public chopsticks to put a piece of chicken in the ginger, "eat more, lean."

I eat a lot of ginger, but I really can’t get fat.

Steward Rong said: "Old lady, the entertainment industry is like this, thin and photogenic."

Although Rong Xiu had some opinions about body management and career development, he didn't say much.

Rong Xiu asked how she was in Zhongzhou this year.

Jiang Li said, "The crew over there is acting as a substitute, and I'm going to eat."

Rong Xiu frowned, "Just so poor?"

Jiang Li put his arms on the table, his wrists hung naturally, and he sighed, "Life is not easy, Li Ye sells art."

Rong Xiu has long been used to her being serious from time to time.

She took advantage of the trend and said: "Then you sell it to me, learn art from me, and I will pay you a salary."

"Forget it." Jiang Li tilted his head and filled himself with a bowl of porridge, raised his eyes, his eyes curled and smiled, "Be careful of my impulse to burn your Rong Mansion."