other side.
Qiao Nian only showed up on the IP location for 2 minutes, then erased all traces of his location, then disassembled the laptop and threw their parts back into the bag.
She picked up her shoulder bag and put it back on the passenger seat, raised her hand to touch the Bluetooth headset on her ear, and told Guan Yan in a straight tone: "In the next time, you can help Moxi copy the files inside as soon as possible. I only have enough for you." Wait for 30 minutes. If he cannot copy it within 30 minutes, we will consider the mission failed."
Having said that, she was somewhat worried about Guan Yan. After all, the consequences of a mission failure would be disastrous.
She frowned, looked out the window, wiped away her worries, and chose to believe Guan Yan.
Guan Yan also agreed in a second: "Okay."
Qiao Nian pressed her earphones with one hand and said to her casually, "I'm hanging up. It'll be up to you two next."
Guan Yan was full of worry: "Boss, pay attention to safety."
Qiao Nian's heart felt warm and she straightened the corners of her mouth. Knowing that Guan Yan couldn't see her, she still raised her eyebrows and smiled cheerfully: "I know."
"...Isn't it just the Sixth Continent? It's not the first time. I'll play with them!"
…
at the same time.
The technician secretly rejoiced: "Shi Lao, we found her IP."
"Found it? How did you find it?" The silver-haired old man stood behind him, holding a crutch carved from obsidian in his hand. The blood vessels on the back of his hand were obviously convex, and only a thin layer of skin was left covering the back of his hand. One could tell his age at a glance, with a pair of stern eyes shining brightly.
The technician said in a low voice: "She erased her traces, but the bunker made preparations in advance to capture her IP and save it."
"That is to say, this is not her current position." The old man said sharply. The technician was silent and shrank his shoulders in fear. He was embarrassed but had to tell the truth: "Her method is too clever. We can't lock her current position after she clears her tracking tail..."
He was originally afraid of being held accountable, but he didn't expect that after he finished speaking, the suffocating sense of oppression behind him became much lighter.
"Well, that's pretty much it."
The technician didn't dare to ask anything, so he asked in a low voice: "Shi Lao, do you want her previous IP address?"
The old man leaned on the back of the chair and leaned closer: "Tune it out."
The technician immediately operated the keyboard and brought up the 'tracked' Qiao Nian's IP: "She stayed on the Sadra system for 2 minutes, and all traces were erased after 2 minutes. Please wait a moment, I will monitor the surrounding Call it out..."
"Um."
The technician didn't dare to delay, and quickly tapped the keyboard with his hands. After a while, a photo popped up on the computer.
It was a photo taken from a bird's eye view. In the photo, the girl looked straight at the camera in front of her as if she was observing something.
"enlarge."
"yes."
The technician used the mouse to drag the photo, and used the most advanced AI technology to enlarge and repair the image, infinitely enlarging the girl's face. Although the image quality was relatively blurry, Qiao Nian's eyes were unmistakable. Still burning and willful, it is impossible to admit the wrong person.
Shi Lao frowned and looked at the girl's face in the photo looking directly at the camera. He couldn't tell whether he was angry or disgusted. He almost said with certainty: "It's her."
"Why is she here?" There was a large group of people standing behind him, including the patriarch of the Dowell family. (End of chapter)