Chapter 701 What Big Move Is She Holding Back?

Chapter 701 What big move is she holding back?

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows inadvertently, "You want to say Charman?"

Bai Yan licked his molars, "I asked someone to check the way to place the order, the IP address was connected to the virtual host, and the phone line was also protected by frequency hopping to hide it. There are so many anti-tracking methods that ordinary people don't know how to use. "

Frequency Hopping Defense.

A few days ago at the experimental base, Luo Yu inexplicably sent her a screenshot of her phone number.

After she finished the DNA test and saw the news, Luo Yu briefly explained the reason to her, and mentioned the word frequency hopping technology at that time.

Li Qiao frowned, feeling more and more as if she had heard this word before.

Bai Yan didn't wait for her reply, and coughed, "Did you hear what I said?"

Li Qiao knocked on the table with her fingers without rhythm, and asked thoughtfully, "Zielman will not be so stupid as to place the order himself."

"That's right." Bai Yan twisted out the cigarette butt, his eyebrows darkened, "They didn't do it themselves, but a member of the British Emperor's House of Commons, a subordinate of the old duke. Once I fight back, it will directly expose you and Yanmeng Relationship."

This was the reason why Bai Yan refused to make a move.

Li Qiao joined Yanmeng a few years ago, and her identity has always been mysterious.

For a long time, apart from him, Xi Luo, and Gu Chen not long ago, the other internal members only knew that K's code name was King, and they didn't know any more information.

Even Bo Tingxiao, who has a close friendship with Li Qiao, doesn't know that Li Qiao is not only the sister K of the poor kiln on the border, but also the king of Yanmeng.

And Bo Tingxiao is Yanmeng H.

At this time, Li Qiao stared at the Heco Group building outside the window, her eyes gradually focused, and a figure appeared in her mind.

Her eyes were burning slightly, and her tone was slow and playful, "Help, me, oppose, kill."

Bai Yan's eyelids twitched, and his voice raised a lot, "Are you sure?"

"If you can find out the real employer by revealing your identity, it's worth it."

After saying this, Li Qiao hung up the phone.

Bai Yan, who was in Feicheng, had a bad premonition in his heart.

She suddenly did not hesitate to expose her identity. Could it be that she is holding back some big moves? !

Bai Yan looked at the report in his hand with an extremely gloomy expression.

This member of the House of Commons has been in and out of the Duke's Mansion a lot in the past half month, and the member's wife and Ming Dailan are close friends.

...

At the same time, Li Qiao called Xia Siyu again.

The two hadn't been in touch for a long time, and when they heard the connection, Li Qiao cut to the chase, "Have you heard of frequency hopping technology?"

Xia Siyu was silent for a few seconds, "Yes, I'm eating."

Li Qiao was alert immediately, her eyes were full of storms, "Steak?"

"Isn't it? You don't know me yet, so you must add two poached eggs."

Xia Siyu still answered irrelevant questions, and Li Qiao continued to talk to herself tacitly, "After eating the steak, remember to brush your teeth."

"Don't worry, I won't gain weight."

A few seconds later, Li Qiao took off the bluetooth headset, her gaze was slightly cold.

She exited the positioning system, entered the WeChat page and edited a message. After the message was sent successfully, a group of visiting students came out of the Heco Group across the road.

Li Qiao saw Mo Jue hiding in the crowd at a glance, pursed her lips, got up and left the coffee shop.

Near the revolving door in the lobby, several teachers leading the team were counting the number of people.

They counted twice, but the number still didn't match.

Mo Jue was wearing the same peaked cap. While several teachers were checking the list with each other, the small figure moved aside silently. Under the cover of passers-by, he took off the cap and threw it into the trash can, then dug out his own Buttoning the little felt hat on his head, he bounced around and prepared to take a taxi back to the manor.

After she left, the school teacher was surprised to find that the number of students matched.

Here, Mo Jue came to the taxi waiting area, humming a little tune, feeling very at ease.

Then a hand suddenly wrapped around her neck, just as Mo Jue was about to scream, Li Qiao's tepid voice rang in her ears, "Come on, let's chat."

Mo Jue took a deep breath, grabbed the felt hat on top of his head and pressed it to his face, "You've got the wrong person..."

Li Qiao squinted at her, and was just about to pull Mo Jue into the taxi when a black Bentley drove up diagonally behind, the window was lowered, revealing Wei Lang's warm smiling face, "Ma'am, please get in the car."

As he spoke, he got out of the car and opened the rear door for Li Qiao and the two, and made an invitation gesture in a serious manner.

Seeing Wei Lang, Li Qiao was not surprised, she nodded to him, and got into the carriage with Mo Jue.

Wei Lang looked in the rearview mirror, "Madam, shall I take you back to the manor first?"

Li Qiao raised her eyes, "What about him?"

"The hall master just went to the Royal Hospital." Wei Lang answered every question.

Royal Hospital...

The place where Ming Zhiyuan was hospitalized.

Recently, the turmoil of the Ming family has not subsided. Although the official media reporters no longer target the Ming family, the journalists from the outside world are chasing after them, including the enthusiasm on the Internet for a long time.

Ning Yuanyang's feeling is correct. It is indeed difficult for the Ming family to stand up again. It is not because of Li Qiao, but because they cooperate with the police station to deal with high-ranking overseas people, humiliating the power of Parma, and causing public outrage.

Li Qiao thought for a while, and then said to Wei Lang, "Go to the hospital first."

Wei Lang understood, and without further ado, he kicked the accelerator and went straight to the Royal Hospital.

...

At the same time, the senior ward on the top floor of the hospital.

Ming Zhiyuan leaned against the head of the bed, his cloudy eyes looked coldly at Shang Yu who was sitting opposite the hospital bed, "It's hard for you to come and visit me, an old man."

The man looked at the butler lazily, his eyes were indifferent, which made the butler shudder.

Ming Zhiyuan pursed his lips tightly, his wrinkled cheeks gradually tightened, "You go out first."

The housekeeper looked at the grandparents and grandchildren worriedly, and finally left the ward without saying anything.

Right now, Shang Yu bowed his head and rolled his sleeves, with his eyebrows half downcast, seemingly casual, but his behavior spread a bit uninhibited, "How is your body?"

Ming Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, turned his head and looked out the window, "Maybe I'm going to disappoint you, I can't die for the time being."

"It's not enough to be disappointed, after all, you didn't really faint." Shang Yu raised the end of his eyes, and glanced at Ming Zhiyuan from the corner of his eye, "Hiding in the hospital is indeed cleaner than the Ming family."

Having been exposed directly by his grandson, Ming Zhiyuan's face darkened visibly, "Is this the way you talk to grandpa?"

"You don't think you are my grandfather, so why bother to teach me as an elder?" Shang Yu put down his long overlapping legs, walked steadily to the window and turned his back to Ming Zhiyuan, "You know that Li Qiao is mine Man, when dealing with her, I didn't see you being soft-handed."

"Oh." Ming Zhiyuan laughed mockingly, "Are you here to seek justice for her?"

The man overlooked the scenery of the back garden of the hospital, hooked his lips, and said in a low and contemptuous voice, "If I want, you can still receive treatment in my hospital? Old man, you have been protected by Shelman for too long, have you forgotten?" what?"