Seeing that the other party didn't reply to the message, Xiang Fengyu wondered if his description was not too obvious.
I wish you fart and collapse: it’s a person named Yan Xingyue
That's when there was a reaction.
He sent over a price list.
Xiang Fengyu was still a little hesitant at that moment.
If you ask a hacker for help, will the cheat finger open too much?
System: [Yeah, it’s almost turning into a cool article]
Xiang Fengyu curled his lips and said, "My life is just like an porn movie. I don't want fame. I want to live a happy life."
After reading the price list, although it was a little expensive, Xiang Fengyu could accept it. He even vaguely felt that the hacker was charging so much, how reliable could it be.
As everyone knows, this price list was set up by someone specifically for her small treasury.
Xiang Fengyu finally thought about it and asked the hacker to help.
I wish you the best of luck: This gunman’s employer’s family is a bit powerful, so that’s no problem, right?
Mr. Hacker just handed over a long list of numbers without talking much and asked her to transfer money.
The attitude is very cold and disdainful.
Xiang Fengyu: The overbearing hacker fell in love with my——Qian
After paying the money, she wanted to ask a few more questions. The next second, Mr. Hacker directly sent over a link with three words attached.
found it.
Xiang Fengyu:? ? ? ?
So fast! !
She clicked on the link and was surprised by the amount of information inside.
The system snorted coldly: [If I had the authority, I could do it. I am the most advanced artificial intelligence]
Xiang Fengyu: "Yes, yes, I understand. You are the most advanced artificial retard."
system:【………】
"It goes without saying about personal information. The key is the amount of money Xiang Shilan remits to her every month... Damn it, I make so much money, no wonder I don't even want my own author account."
There was even a chat record between the two at the bottom of the link, which made Xiang Fengyu extremely frightened when he thought about it carefully.
Hackers and the like are too scary.
I wish you the best of luck: Mr. Hacker, we are chatting now, can you see my browser records?
I wish you fart and collapse: Although my brain is yellow, my roots are bright and my shoots are red. Please don’t report it.
hacker:.
Hacker: If there are other business needs
I wish you a fart and collapse into yellow water: can I still find you?
Hacker: Need more money
Xiang Fengyu paused as he turned on the computer.
"Yueyue, come and see, your long-lost brother."
The picking is exactly the same.
Xiang Fengyu, who originally wanted the other party to continue helping, declined.
After finally saving some money, she couldn't spend it all. She still had such a big boy, Yan Xingyue, to support.
"Now that we have the evidence, it will be easier to handle, but I can't be the leader."
Over the years, Xiang Shilan has often teamed up with other big authors to bully small authors. Xiang's public relations team is also good at manipulating public opinion. Some young readers are easily influenced and will go to other authors for sex at the slightest sign of trouble.
Ye Lan looks like a good person, but in fact he is often scolded behind his back.
What Xiang Fengyu can do now is to light a fire at the right time.
[How do you plan to use this information]
Xiang Fengyu installed the computer, casually grabbed a thick coat from the closet, and put on his black-rimmed glasses.
"Go find a partner and destroy his beliefs."
system:?
Taking off your pants and farting is the same as saying it.
...
"Master, coffee."
The maid put the coffee on the table and reminded Jiang Zhi softly, who was looking at the phone in trance.
The young man wearing a light-colored loose sweater and trousers responded: "Well, thank you."
The maid glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and then walked out.
"lady."
She lowered her head and shouted respectfully to the woman outside.
The woman was wearing a long black dress, and her long hair was tied up with a hairpin. She looked beautiful, and you could tell that she must have been a beauty when she was young, but her eyes were too sharp, making people afraid to look at her more.
"See clearly?"
The maid nodded: "The young master is reading Ye Lan's book."
"Xiang Shilan, that little bitch, has been hanging around Jiang Zhi all day these days. If there is no mirror at home, he must be peeing. He doesn't even look at what he looks like. How dare he miss my son."
Jiang Zhiying's tone was full of disdain.
"You go down first."
After scolding, she raised her eyelids and looked at the maid opposite who had her head lowered. The latter immediately stepped back.
"Son, what are you doing?"
After knocking on the door and entering, Jiang Zhiying changed his harsh look, his eyebrows were as soft as water.
Hearing his mother's voice, Jiang Zhi raised his head: "Mom."
"Mom is going out tonight, call me if you need anything."
Jiang Zhi looked helpless: "I'm twenty years old, you don't have to worry about me."
After saying that, he asked doubtfully: "Where are you going?"
Jiang Zhiying touched his face: "Go to your Uncle Liu's place. Mom wants to ask him about the government project."
She had nothing to hide from her son.
Jiang Zhi focused on his major and had no interest in doing business.
"I see."
Both of them noticed that there was a red light flashing for a moment in a small, dust-like thing located near the charging port of Jiang Zhi's mobile phone.
In the Yan family, Yan Xingyue, who was lying on the bed in a dormant state due to illness, opened her eyes and raised her hand to take off the small listening device.
After Jiang Zhiying left, Jiang Zhi received a message from Xiang Fengyu.
Xiang Fengyu: Look at your abdominal muscles
Then he sent me an address.
It's a book cafe near my home.
Jiang Zhi looked at the news with some hesitation on his face.
Ever since he found out about Ye Lan and Ye Ting Feng Yujian, his interest in Xiang Fengyu has faded away, but secretly he feels that Xiang Fengyu is not the kind of person he says on the Internet.
But "Lights Out" is indeed Ye Lan's work.
After thinking about it, Jiang Zhi decided to go to the appointment.
After all, he was the one who pestered the other party in the first place, and now he had to explain the matter clearly if he wanted to avoid him.
...
After Xiang Fengyu received Jiang Zhi's affirmative reply, he thought about the time he had arrived here and asked the clerk if there was a pharmacy nearby.
The latter pointed out the location to her. It was not far away. There were several pharmacies on the street in front.
"Thanks."
After thanking Feng Yu, he went to the pharmacy according to the route she pointed out.
Although Yan's house was not considered remote, someone had spread the word that it was haunted. People who passed by walked around and people running errands were unwilling to go, so Xiang Fengyu had no choice but to come and buy medicine in person.
Yan Xingyue has either a cold or a fever every day, or some other illness that makes him uncomfortable.
"Hello, do you have any cold medicine? I also have some band-aids, alcohol, iodophor ointment for wounds, etc."
Just as Xiang Fengyu spoke, another person came into the store. He ignored her, stepped in front and said, "Get a bottle of eye drops to relieve fatigue."
Xiang Fengyu glanced at her: "In this case, you should go to the hospital. Eye drops are no longer useful."
The man turned his head inexplicably, and when he saw her serious face, his heart skipped a beat.
"Is it serious?" It means that I haven't had a physical examination for a year.
Xiang Fengyu nodded: "Yes, it's all blind. Even a big man like me can't see. It's not serious."
Then he turned to the clerk and said, "She has no quality for jumping in line. I bought more, so take mine first."
The man stared: "You——"
Xiang Fengyu just wants to be a gunman if he wants to, even if his quality is not that good.
