I Have 108 Kinds Of Teasing Skills - Chapter 34
At two in the morning, the phone came in two WeChat.
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Fusheng was sitting in a chair doing questions, with a desk lamp on the desktop, the light beige light was pressed very low.
The phone screen lit up, he fished it over and unlocked it, turning his head to look at bed number four.
The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the screen.
[Fusheng: Thanks.]
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services. The traffic monitoring system of the city’s security bureau has been updated, it is not difficult to hack in, but it is troublesome to find something.
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on this.
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
When Fusheng saw the chat box “the other party is typing” flashing for half a day, he took the initiative to send a message.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not involved in this kind of business.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on this.
Concealed from the dormitory is certainly a private matter, roommates for two years, Fusheng’s character he definitely trust, otherwise it would not help hack into the city security bureau system. After all, traffic monitoring belongs to the precinct police station, who idly wants to add two silver bracelets to their hands?
The actual fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a couple of hours to get a lot more than just a couple of hours.
The actual fact is that you can’t be a good person.
The first thing you need to do is to get some sleep. It’s already 2:00 in the morning. You’re still going for a morning run tomorrow?
[Fusheng: Yeah. Good night.
Rong Yi really admires Fusheng’s persistence in a certain area – this person, no matter how late he stayed up the night before, never woke up early the next day to run.
After turning off his cell phone and throwing it at the end of the bed, he casually pulled up the quilt and yawned as he lay down.
Fusheng in the computer WeChat clicked on the link sent by Rong Yi, East Garden Road, a total of sixteen monitors, including the old alley entrance that is under repair.
The link video can not fast forward, Fu Sheng simply open five monitors at a time to save time.
Late night quiet, the dormitory sound of shallow breathing, air conditioning units humming rotation.
The young man held his chin with one hand, thin, thin-framed glasses to add a few gentle, desk lamp light intertwined, peach blossom eyes dark and deep. The long fingers on the mouse sliding unhurriedly, patiently.
The video moves forward by the second.
The time in the right corner of the computer is stuck at 2:30.
The white light in the dark night stings the eyes slightly painful, Fusheng closed his eyes, picked up the table water cup unscrew the lid.
The second group of videos is still playing.
East Garden Road is an old street, some years old. But the neighborhood is adjacent to several high schools, but not necessarily declining, but the pedestrian traffic is still less than elsewhere.
Especially the middle of the surveillance camera.
Because of the angle problem, the monitor is diagonally below the maintenance of the alley of the hutong, dilapidated and old.
The girl wore a jacket and hat and turned into the alley.
The action of drinking water a meal, Vosun dragged the mouse to drag the progress bar back, and then zoom in.
He recognized the color of the jacket, the logo on the cuffs, and the one that got dirty in the drugstore.
A man soon followed behind.
The glass of water was put back in place, and Vosun plugged the headphones into the computer port, his eyes locked on the monitor.
Volume and video are turned up to maximum.
The sound in the headset is noisy, there is a dull flesh / body collision, there are men vulgar and unpleasant curses.
When the video is maximized, the picture quality is not really clear, and the surveillance is barely aligned with the people in the alley.
The alleyway is dimly lit, and Vosun can vaguely see that the ground is a mess. The trash can lid was overturned.
Du Shangyu was kneeling in the alley, his face was pale and his head was covered in cold sweat from the pain. Zhao Yunsang was behind him, tugging his hair with one hand and holding a glass of water with the other.
I can’t see her expression, but her voice is cold enough to make people shiver: “Say it again, who is the dog born.”
Du Shangyu’s eyes were bared and he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: “I fucking cursed you! –Ah!”
The glass of water slammed unceremoniously on Du Shangyu’s shoulder, as if he could hear the sound of bones breaking.
The headphones sizzle softly, like an old radio, the surveillance camera is misted with water by the light rain.
“Did not hear, you say it again.” Zhao Yun sauna glass in Du Shangyu behind not lightly knocked down, light voice repeated, “Who is the dog born.”
“……” Du Shangyu eyes bloodshot, desperately with a calm look to suppress the panic embarrassment, “your mother / dead – ah! ”
Flexing his knee and hitting him hard in the back, there was a lurid clicking sound. Zhao Yunsang pressed her leg onto his back, the glass this time against the back of his head, impatience and ruthlessness bubbling out of her iced-up eyes.
The usual heartless, smiley and poor look, completely divided into two people.
“I hate to say things three times.” The girl gritted her teeth and repeated, “Who is the dog born.”
If the stalemate continues, Fusheng believes that the glass will break directly on top of the man’s head.
Du Shangyu was pressed by her almost on the ground, his shoulders and back dislocated like pain, finally conceded, trembling voice with a cry: “I …… I was born of a dog …… okay… …”
Only then did the girl withdraw her leg. Slowly bend down and say something in his ear.
The man instantly stopped wailing and shaking into sieve.
The alley was half-lit, half-dark.
The girl’s hand holding the glass was covered with dirty mud. She raised her eyes in silence, the light and shadows in her eyes scattered and tired.
Like a rose that is sickly to the point of confusion.
……
The actual fact is that the actual person is not a person, but a person who is not a person.
He let go of his hand, dropping his eyes to see his palm was printed with red marks along the lid of the cup, his face like ice.
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The blackness of the small volt 95% ~
