Xia Siyu passed the computer to Li Qiao, and immediately, several people gathered around.
Song Liao watched her fingers fly over the keyboard and, amazed, pursed his lips and nodded, "Qiaoqiao is really awesome."
Shen Qingye stared at Song Lao Liu with an expression that said it all, "Did you get into the International Criminal Police Organization by flattery?"
Song Liao looked at him earnestly, "You try flattering and see."
Shen Qingye stopped talking.
In less than three minutes, Li Qiao counterattacked the other's surveillance locking system, and as the split-screen image reappeared on the computer, everyone finally caught a glimpse of the androgynous figure moving around in the exhibition hall.
But after just ten seconds, it seemed like the other side sensed something; they pressed against the wall, lowered their head, and pressed a small device in their hand, soon after which the surveillance went dark.
"Hiss... That's Mo Jue!"
