Chapter 929 - The Most Handsome Jiu
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A sharp swoosh could be heard. It was the blade in Qin Moâs hand.
The blade had to slide through his fingers when it flew out because otherwise, there wouldnât be enough force.
The blade penetrated the wrist of the underling holding the gun!
âAh!â His screech pierced through the air.
The two others holding the gun held onto their right hand. Just as they were about to hold their guns, the barrel of Qin Moâs gun had positioned itself onto the tattooed man. He stood there tall and upright, a gun in his left hand. His right hand was limp and dripping with blood, but that didnât affect the elegance radiating from within. âDo you want your boss to die?â
As they were just underlings, the moment they saw someone direct a gun at their boss, they froze.
The tattooed man clenched his teeth because even the remote for the explosives were in their hands and that was his only backup. Gradually, all that was left on his face was frustration and malice. âWho exactly are the two of you?â
The youngsterâs skillful moves and Qin Moâs beautiful knife play didnât seem simple at all.
And they werenât the cops!
The tattooed man never expected to be caught. All these years, he had been living as he pleased, but had never taken a fall, much less to say in a place as inefficient as the mainland. Even though in terms of safety, it was tougher to send out their goods, but in terms of skills and tactical planning, as long as it wasnât the special forces, there wasnât anyone else who was their match.
Outside the temporary housing, Director Huang was fretting because he could still hear conversations seconds ago, but after gunshots were fired, the hearing device seemed to have malfunctioned since all he could hear was static.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He seemed to have gotten about the sniper who had arrived.
Through the pinhole of his rifle, Aardwolf could see everything that had happened. He placed his rifle down calmly. âYoung Master Qin and his partner have gotten the remote for the explosives. The leader of the group has been caught. Director Huang, you can send out your orders now.â
Director Huang paused.
Just a second ago, he was still sitting uneasily, thinking about plans to evacuate the crowd so that damage could be minimized.
And this very next second, he could no longer explain his emotions. How amazing were those two youngsters? Wow were they able to turn the tables in such a short timespan?!
Director Huang didnât waste any time and sent out his orders instantly.
The crime squad members split into two batches, bolting into the temporary housing.
At this moment, Aardwolf, who had his rifle in position, had left the scene as though he hadnât appeared.
Inside the Land Rover, the man with the code name Magician wasnât in disguise today, he wore military camouflage attire, looking suave and handsome. âWhere is Young Master?â
âAllâs good.â Aardwolfâs replies had always been short and straightforward.
Magician pouted. âCanât you say a little more for instance, what situation is Young Master facing right now, does he need to follow up or maybe...â
Aardwolf glanced at him, cutting him off. âRetreat.â
âWith the way you are right now, you will never get a wife!â
Magicianâs words seemed to have affected Aardwolf because he hesitated slightly and decided to add on another line. âYoung Master is with that boy.â
âWhich boy?â Fatty, seated at the back of the car, straightened. If he hadnât stretched his head out, it would be hard to tell because he seemed a little different with his military uniform on.
Aardwolf glanced over with a knowing look. âThat boy.â
With that, everyone understood!
Fatty froze slightly. âAre you for real? Young Master has brought his love flaunting to such an extent? He has brought Little Spade even out on official business...â
With that, the car fell into silence since none of them expected their boss to be the first person to escape singlehood. The man who had no desires, wasnât he destined for monkhood?
Even though their boss had an unfair advantage in terms of appearance, they assumed they would surpass him in the search for a wife.
What was with this situation? Was their Young Master really interested?
Over at their end, the few of them were still exclaiming.
But over at the other side, the hatred and anger in the tattooed manâs eyes became increasingly obvious. He demanded for an answer so that he could take revenge in the future.
However, unbeknownst to him, there wouldnât be a chance for him to execute his revenge.
After the crime squad entered, they handcuffed everyone.
The tattooed man turned towards Qin Mo. âWhy? You dare to arrest me, but you donât even dare to let me know your name?â
Qin Mo finally glanced over at him, his voice faint. âIs the defeated party even worthy of knowing my name?â
With that, the tattooed manâs face paled with anger!
Bo Jiu only thought, What was the point of using violence? Just one sentence by the Almighty was enough.
The tattooed manâs lips curved into an eerie smile. âDo you really think you have won? Donât be smug just because you have gotten hold of the explosive remote control. Tell your boss to let me off immediately. If not, this entire place will explode in the next half hour.â
âWhat do you mean?â Director Huang frowned.
The tattooed man continued to stare at Qin Mo. âIf you wish to find out, get that person to call me Grandpa.â
âYou!â Director Huang had never seen a more arrogant criminal.
The tattooed man had never respected anyone because even now, after he had been caught, he knew that they wouldnât dare to act recklessly as long as he had something to use against them.
âWhy arenât you saying anything? Or perhaps, do you think you can evacuate everyone in half an hour before this place explodes?â Even though the tattooed man had been handcuffed, he had no regards for anyone in front of him.
There was a mole planted within the cops after all and the person was of extremely high rank. Hence, none of these smaller fries mattered to him.
To put it plainly, he had the same respect for them as he had for animals.
However, at the next second, the tattooed manâs arrogance was put to a stop.
It was because of the silver-haired youngster, who was laughing lightly. âIsnât it just a long-distance computer software? And you are using it to cheat the Almighty into calling you Grandfather? I guess every defeated rival likes to dream.â
With that, the tattooed man turned his head sharply.
Seeing that the youngster had already dismantled the remote control, the tattooed manâs gaze turned pitch dark, the hatred and malice thickening.
But even then, he wasnât entirely afraid. âYou found out? Heh, I guess you guys arenât that dumb after all, but so what if you found that out? This activated software canât be solved by everyone.â
âIs that so?â Bo Jiu stood up. She stuffed a hand into her pockets and swept him a glance before chuckling. âI sorry to disappoint you, I happen to be part of the group that can solve this.â
What?
The tattooed manâs face fell, his eyes narrowing.
His first reaction was disbelief.
How was that possible? That software was created by that person. Unless he was within the top five hackers in the world, it wouldnât be possible.
âHuang, do you have a notebook?â Bo Jiu hesitated slightly before deciding to address Director Huang as Huang instead of Little Huang. It was to leave him with a little pride since there were so many onlookers.
Director Huang hadnât expected this little kid to leave him with any pride. He coughed heavily, his voice hoarse. âAre you confident?â
Director Huang had his considerations as this wasnât a small matter and a decision couldnât be made so casually.
The new criminal psychologist had his thoughts as well. âThe remote control is made very exquisitely, I suggest we wait for the experts to come over.â
âWhat about the time?â Qin Mo retaliated calmly.
The criminal psychologist turned over. âSince there isnât time, we should listen to this fugitive. Sir, you might not understand, but Iâm an expert in the field of psychology and such people mean what they say because human lives donât mean anything to them.â
âI guess there is someone that understands.â The tattooed man smiled with arrogance once again. âThat makes things easier.â
Qin Mo didnât bother looking over, his gaze turning sideways towards Director Huang. âLaptop.â
Director Huang bit down on his teeth. âIâll get someone to bring it over.â
Smith, the expert dressed in a tuxedo, was perplexed. âSir, didnât you hear what I just said, I said...â
âI know a bit about psychology as well,â Qin Mo interrupted. âThis is China, this is my country. Do you think itâs alright to let a criminal come so fearlessly and leave so arrogantly? Mr Smith, you probably donât know who I am yet, but there is a Chinese saying that you probably have heard of.â
With that, Qin Mo glanced up. His voice was calm, but his words were curt and impactful. âThose who commit crimes against China will have to be punished.â
A chill ran through Smith.
The surrounding crowd was Chinese as well, those that carried a passion and loyalty.
How could they allow the fugitive to just leave?
They had to take the risk for the sake of the military uniform they wore.
At this moment, Director Huangâs resolve had hardened, he was going to ignore everything Mr Smith said.
Smith was at a loss for words. More importantly, he didnât even know who he was talking too and hadnât gotten any information on who he was.
Bo Jiu swept him a glance. After she returned to the Fifth Avenue, the first person she was going to harass would be Smith.
That was right, Bo Jiu recognized the expert standing in front of her. Ever since the day they had exchanged hands. Smith had yet to see her face, but yet he had the guts to tell the crime squad he was well acquainted with her?
What was more ridiculous was how he had talked about psychology in front of the Almighty.
This kid only had himself to blame... One sentence and he was out of it?
Bo Jiu chuckled lightly, reaching for the laptop brought over by the crime squad.
It was her light chuckle that somehow affected the tattooed man, covering his palms with sweat.
Ka-cha!
No one knew what the youngster was talking about right now as she turned to light a cigarette.
Just as everyone glanced over, Bo Jiu took another action. The golden lighter that the youngster had used to light up her cigarette had actually turned into a USB stick which she pushed into the laptop.
âIsnât that a lighter?â Director Huang found it strange.
Bo Jiu took a puff before passing it over to Qin Mo, a sly smile on her face. âItâs a lighter, but when the time arises, it can be used as a USB.â
Director Huang found it incredible. He lowered his head to look at the item, which looked nothing like a U drive. The intricate flower print was morphing into cravings of dragons and snakes, giving off an imposing vibe.
Where exactly did Young Master Jiu get it from?
But this wasnât the time to exclaim about such matters.
More importantly, they had to connect the remote control to the laptop so that the software could be destroyed as this was the only way to ensure everyoneâs safety.
Could Young Master Jiu really accomplish that?
Director Huang had heard a lot about the youngsterâs preposterous past.
One of which was how she chased guys and ended up being sent to the hospital.
Director Huang wasnât very reassured because no one could predict the outcome and time was ticking.
This, in turn, meant that danger was approaching.
âItâs useless. Do you really think anyone who knows about computer can resolve this?â the tattooed man spoke.
Just as he spoke, the rhythmic and fast tempo from the tapping of the keyboard amplified, seemingly used to shut his mouth.
It was so fast that the people behind the youngster could barely see the things she was typing. Countless number of pages appeared at the same time as though transferring information.
The youngster explained as she typed, âThe software leaves traces of their IP address. Use the calculators lying around to find the mastermind.â
âHow do we do that?â Even though Director Huang was the director of the crime squad, he had never seen such an operation before.
The youngster lowered her lids, her silver hair falling across her head and her lips curved exploding her two front teeth. âThatâs simple, the speed of the computer is dependent on the software, take out all the software and it will speed up... Here, I found it.â
You found it?
Director Huang didnât understand the code popping up, but there was indeed a window which remained on the screen.
The next second, the youngsterâs fingers flew across the keyboard. They were so fast that an illusion seemed to be created when they moved.
It was like a soaring eagle with nothing in its way as it went for his kill!
But at this moment, the youngster paused, her pretty brows raising.
Director Huang started to panic. âWhat is it?â
âShe seems to have created a special firewall.â Bo Jiu continued to type. âIt might take a while.â
The tattooed man stood at the side. He had been through a lot so with a glance at the clock hanging on the wall, he broke into a mocking laugh. âDirector Huang, Iâve already told you, this software canât be solved by just anyone. You have 24 more minutes. If I were you, I would definitely change my mind right now.â
âThere isnât a need to change plans.â Bo Jiu took time to glance up. âThis sort of firewall can be deactivated in two minutes.â
Time seemed to stand still. The tattooed manâs face turned green, his hands tightening. âDo you think they wouldnât find out if you broke through the firewall? Do you know who is behind all these?â
âYour boss?â Bo Jiu laughed nonchalantly. âThatâs frightening indeed, but Iâm rather good at concealing. Such a software wonât be able to find me.â
Director Huang: ... I canât see how you are frightened by your attitude right now.
The tattoo man finally understood, this youngster hadnât been listening to what he had said. He would have to wait and see how long this kid was going to stay fearless!
Wait until he was trashed!
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