Retired for a hundred years, the doomsday boss is forced to re-employ

Chapter 71 know so what?
Lin Yuanyang's expression did not change, he raised his head and looked at him, "You mean the competition I participated in when I was 6 years old?"

The handsome guy paused slightly, "He won the prize at the age of 6, and he has good mental strength."

"I have S-level mental power. This is no secret in the industry." Lin Yuanyang looked at the screen in front of him and spoke calmly.

The handsome guy was a little surprised by Lin Yuanyang's calmness that did not match his age, and his suspicions about him deepened.

The abnormality of You Le's surveillance video should be because someone secretly deleted the video about her.To be able to delete videos without anyone noticing, without anyone noticing, this person must be a master hacker.

And Lin Yuanyang is a well-known genius boy in the capital. Although his health is not good, his mental power is S-level. At that time, his grandfather had people pay close attention to this boy for a long time. Go to Lin's house to win her over.

So for a while, he knew Lin Yuanyang's personal files very well, especially the fact that he won the championship of the children's group of the Huazhou Hacking Competition when he was in elementary school.

He knew hacking technology a few years ago, so he should be more proficient now, right?
Coupled with S-level mental power...

The handsome guy pursed his lower lip, and looked at Lin Yuanyang with a scrutiny.

"Master Fu, just tell me what you want to ask me." Lin Yuanyang took the initiative.

This handsome guy is none other than the young master of the Fu family, Fu Yuanxuan, one of the three most powerful families in the capital.

Fu Yuanxuan did not test any more and asked bluntly: "Do you know You Le?"

"We know him. Bai Xiaotang's classmate."

"Were you involved in the bombings that happened a few days ago?"

Lin Yuanyang paused while stroking the keyboard, "No. I am a child involved in the bombing? Are you kidding me?"

"Then why did Youle's surveillance video disappear?"

Lin Yuanyang was secretly surprised. He really didn't expect Fu Yuanxuan to be able to find out about surveillance issues. Anhe City has a population of millions, and there are tens of thousands of people living in back alleys. How did he find out about Youle in such a short time? ?
Lin Yuanyang suppressed his shock and asked him calmly, "What surveillance video?"

"Surveillance video of Youle for 10 hours before and after October 20."

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I don't have time to pay attention to Youle on October 10th."

"Is it because you went to the police station to report a crime?"

The calmness on Lin Yuanyang's face could not be maintained. He narrowed his eyes and looked sharply at Fu Yuanxuan, "So you deliberately approached Bai Xiaotang and lived here just to investigate us?"

Fu Yuanxuan also looked directly into his eyes.

There was a hint of tension between the two of them.

Lin Yuanyang asked, "Does Bai Yusen know that you use Bai Xiaotang so much?"

The corners of Fu Yuanxuan's mouth suddenly rose, and he said with a light smile, "So what if you know?"

Lin Yuanyang was speechless. The Fu family really didn't have to answer to anyone. The marriage between the Bai family and the Fu family was due to the good luck of Bai Xiaotang's ancestors, who happened to save the life of the person in charge of the Fu family.

Seeing that Lin Yuanyang pursed his lips and said nothing, Fu Yuanxuan warned in a deep voice: "You are a smart person, I don't care if you participated in the bombing before, don't meddle in the subsequent matters."

Lin Yuanyang looked at Fu Yuanxuan's back and frowned tightly.

Fu Yuanxuan did not relax after leaving. He pressed a button in his pocket and put on his headphones.

Why did Lin Yuanyang participate in the bombing?
Does the Lin family know something?

Fu Yuanxuan's eyes sharpened.

***
Night falls.

Dots of stars dotted the night sky, flickering brightly and dimly.

In front of an abandoned warehouse, two men dressed in black and wearing masks were secretly escorting a man wearing a black mask out of the car.

"Identity?" The man in black at the warehouse door raised his weapon and aimed at the two of them.

The two raised their right arms, revealing the green-lit metal rings on their wrists, and replied: "Red seven, red eight."

At the door of the warehouse, a man in black put down his weapon and stretched out the metal rings on his wrists to touch the two metal rings respectively. Hearing a system sound coming from the metal rings: "Red Team No. [-], Red Team No. [-]."

"Enter."

As the warehouse door slowly opened, two men in black escorted the man wearing a black mask and walked in.

The warehouse is full of rusty iron racks. The space inside is large, but it is dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.

"Boss, someone brought it."

One of the men in black walked to the iron frame, saluted respectfully to the man sitting on the iron frame, and then took off the man's mask.

The person on the iron frame wore a bright black mask on his face, a black uniform, and Martin leather boots on his feet.

One of the slender legs was bent and placed casually on the iron frame, while the other leg was hanging downward. The whole person seemed to be half sitting on the edge of the iron frame, looking as if he was about to fall.

"You are Liu Yunsong?"

After the man whose mask was taken off saw his surroundings clearly, there was no usual smile on his face. Instead, there was deep fear in his eyes, "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

As soon as the words fell, Hong Qi who was next to him punched him hard in the stomach, groaned, and fell to the ground.

"When the boss asks you something, don't talk nonsense."

Liu Yunsong held his stomach for a long time without getting up, until Hong Qi grabbed his hair and lifted him up.

"Lao Qi, let go."

Hong Qi let go of his hand, and Liu Yunsong fell heavily to the ground again, a mouthful of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The person sitting on the iron frame jumped down lightly, walked up to Liu Yunsong and squatted down, and asked, "Who is the commander you are talking about?"

Liu Yunsong paused, and the vigilance in his eyes turned into sudden realization. He covered his chest and suddenly laughed. The pain in his abdomen made blood bleed from the corners of his mouth. "It turns out...it's you lackeys..."

"Presumptuous—" Hong Qi grabbed Liu Yunsong's head and punched him hard again.

Liu Yunsong was thrown to the ground like a rag doll and rolled several times.

The severe pain made him arch his body, his face full of pain.

Hong Ba glanced at the man at his feet, and said to the man wearing a black mask not far away: "Boss, let the subordinates come down."

The man in the black mask looked at them for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Hong Ba immediately squatted down, stretched out his right hand, palm down, and pressed his fingers to Liu Yunsong's head.

"what--"

A man's miserable howl echoed throughout the warehouse.

The man in black outside the warehouse couldn't help but shudder and took a few steps outside.

In the warehouse, Liu Yunsong howled in pain, his eyes turned white, veins popped out on his temples, his entire upper body was tilted up, and his head seemed to be sucked by that hand, unable to break free no matter what.

The whole person stood upright in a strange posture.

Hong Ba on the side had a thin layer of sweat gradually covering his forehead, and the metal ring on his right wrist gradually changed from a green light to a yellow light.

Finally, when the yellow light was about to turn dark, Liu Yunsong's gaze gradually became dull, as if someone had taken his soul away, while Hong Bayi sitting next to him sat on the ground, as if he had been fished out of the water , with tiredness in his voice: "Boss...fortunately he didn't disgrace his life...I read his memory..."

"what?"

"He was injured in the knee by a crossbow arrow... The tail of the crossbow arrow had... the mark of the commander..."

"you sure?"

"It's... it's... the ancient Chinese character Ji..."

The man wearing a black mask clenched his fists instantly and stood there for a long time before giving Hong Qi a look.

Hong Qi stepped forward immediately, and punched Liu Yunsong hard on the back of his heart.

Hearing a muffled groan, the person in front of him collapsed to the ground and lost his breath.

"Boss, are those families..."

"Search everyone on the platform!"

"Yes……"

The men in black in the warehouse left just as quickly as they came, and soon the place was no longer popular.

A figure fell neatly from the roof of the warehouse, squatted down, smelled in front of a pool of unpleasant-smelling liquid, and then left quietly, just as he came.

(End of this chapter)