Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 863

In   [12 Zodiac Group], the largest collective withdrawal event ever occurred.

  Bai Xiaohu was still in a daze.

  And Li Qiao and Bai Yan have already started the ‘check list’ operation.

  At this time, Bai Yan glanced at Bai Xiaohu gloomily, licking his cheeks, his eyes were dangerous.

  He was beaten by another dad’s men?

  If this kind of thing is spread out, will he lose face in Baiyan?

   "These thirteen people, terminate the information comparison."

  Li Qiao was concentrating on typing on the keyboard, staring at the screen, tilted her cheek slightly, and said to Bai Yan.

  Bai Yan pursed his lips and retracted his gaze, leaning back in the chair lazily, "Are you sure you died of mad cow disease?"

   "Yeah." Li Qiao slid the mouse and clicked twice. "Age, identity, and background are all normal. Xiao Hongdao doesn't overlap with them and won't do anything."

  It’s true that Li Qiao had nothing to do with her free time. She just used Baiyan’s system to screen the information of the victims shot by Xiao Hongdao in the surveillance on August 12.

  Bai Yan quickly deleted the list in the information comparison, and then randomly glanced at Li Qiao’s computer interface, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

  He straightened up on the armrest, and when he looked at it, his handsome face turned dark, "Don't tell me, you hacked into the British Imperial Statistics Bureau."

  In order to help Li Qiao find someone, Bai Yan’s hacker account stayed in the background of the Statistics Bureau for three days.

  Later, the vulnerabilities in the system were discovered by the other's network security officer. It took him a lot of effort to erase the hacker's path and trace.

  If Li Qiao is hacked again, the IP addresses will overlap and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be discovered.

  At this time, Li Qiao was writing the code indifferently. Hearing Bai Yan's inquiry, he casually replied: "No. It is the population information archives of the British Imperial General Administration."

  Bai Yan shifted his gaze to look at Li Qiao, smiling but not smiling: "Then, do you know that the population information archive belongs to...the Bureau of Statistics."

  Li Qiao blinked, "Oh."

  Bai Yan rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat her, with his palm resting half a centimeter on top of her head, he gritted his teeth and messed up Li Qiao's ball head, "It's done, good, really good."

  Li Qiao patted his paws without raising her head, and continued to filter the information. “There are still eighteen lists, which can be deleted.”

   "Do it yourself."

  Bai Yan leaned heavily on the back of his chair and hummed angrily.

  This time, finally attracted Li Qiao’s attention. She turned her head and raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong with you?"

  Bai Yan pressed the keyboard shortcut, gritted his teeth and smiled: "I can't help you deal with the aftermath?"

   "Let's go." Li Qiaomian accepted his remarks embarrassingly.

  Bai Yan looked at her pale and indifferent cheeks, rubbed his forehead, and began to help the population information archive repair loopholes, so as not to be detected by the other's network security officers.

  So, in the next few hours, Li Qiao cracked the program at the front desk, and Bai Yan repaired the program silently in the background.

  So that the computer room of the population information archives of the British Imperial General Administration did not find that the backstage was invaded.

  Because whenever the early warning system warns that the program has been tampered with, the network security officer logs into the background to see that the program is as good as before.

  One to two, the security officer was so annoyed that he turned off the early warning system.

  Garbage system, **** early warning.

  ……

  Time came to three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qiao sat in the living room with a sad expression and hiccups from time to time, which was a sign of morning sickness.

  There are still sour plum slices on the table, but she doesn't want to eat it at all.

  The smell of oily smoke in the air is a bit big, which comes from the open kitchen.

  Li Qiao supported her forehead, covered her stomach with one hand, and suppressed her morning sickness reaction with her swallowing motions.

  After a while, she felt relieved a lot. Just about to pick up the sour plum slices, Bai Yan walked over from the kitchen with her rice bowl.

   "You didn't eat much at noon. I fried a bowl of rice for you. I didn't add much chopped green onion. I had a bite first. At five o'clock, I will take you to the night market."

  All the restaurants and snacks in Feicheng are concentrated on a street in the night market, and only open at 5 o'clock in the evening.

  Li Qiao looked at the bowl of fried rice with'not much green onion', white and green. After a nausea, she dropped the sour plum box and got up and went to the bathroom.

  Bai Yan was holding his rice bowl, listening to the vomiting from inside, his face expressionless.

  The food he cooks can not only wrap his stomach, but also has the function of inducing vomiting?

Li Qiao naturally didn't eat that bowl of rice, and Bai Yan simply rewarded Bai Xiaoniu.

  Bai Xiaoniu held his rice bowl and said, "Brother Yan, so much rice?"

  Finally, it's not fried green onion and rice.

  Bai Yan kicked him, "Go away."

  Li Qiao went back to the bedroom, lying on her back on the bed, looking at the ceiling dizzy.

  The food, clothing, housing and transportation of Feicheng certainly can't be compared with Nanyang, and there is no Shang Yu around her, and she feels empty at night.

   Habits are deeply buried in the bones, and a slight change makes people confused.

  Li Qiao put her arms on top of her head, sighed slightly, and lay down for a while with her eyes closed, and she felt a little sleepy.

  Amidst her hazy thoughts, she suddenly thought of one thing.

  Where did Jin Rong go?

  She and Shang Yu left home at the same time. One day and one night had passed, and Jin Rong didn't even bother.

   Li Qiao felt more and more unusual, she slowly opened her eyes and then narrowed her eyes. Did she lose sight of her?

  ……

  Five thirty, night market.

  Li Qiao followed Bai Yan to his fried rice stall, followed by Bai Xiaoniu and Bai Xiaohu.

  Tonight’s night market, there are not many people and few diners.

  Although Li Qiao has been away from Feicheng for a long time, she knows the situation in this city very well.

  Once this happens, 80% of new forces will settle in or provoke.

  Because when she and Bai Yan occupied Feicheng, the streets and night market were almost deserted.

  Bai Xiaohu took out a few tables and chairs from the dining car of the fried rice stall. After Li Qiao took a seat, she carefully observed the surroundings, “What’s the other party’s background?”

  Bai Yan held the spatula in his hand, and looked at her with his head tilted, his eyes were complicated and...pity.

  The mascot he was so proud of was really broken by Shang Shaoyan.

  Bai Xiaohu looked from the left to the right, not daring to speak too much. After wiping the table with a rag, he strolled around the night market to solicit business.

Bai Xiaoniu didn't think so much. He bent over and lay on the table to clarify Li Qiao: "Sister, I heard that there are four of them. The boss seems to have the surname Hei. Xiaohu calls him Hei Dad. Brother Yan met them yesterday. , Was beaten by the opponent's men."

  The voice settled, and the spatula flew in through the wind and directly hit the back of the white cow's head.

   Immediately afterwards, near the relatively quiet fried rice stall, Bai Yanyin's call rang out, "Bai Xiaoniu, do you want to die?"

  Li Qiao only grasped one important point.

  She looked at Bai Yan's gloomy and dripping cheeks for a long time, sarcastically, "You were beaten by the other's men?"

  White inflammation of the throat, instinctively turned the respect, "less **** bullshit."

   To be precise, the injury to the corner of his mouth was not because of being beaten, but... accidentally wounded.

At that time, he went to meet with the other party. He had just walked to the position of the commercial vehicle and had not yet assumed the attitude of the Feicheng boss. As a result, the door of the cab was suddenly pushed open. Almost slaughtered the city on the spot.

  (End of this chapter)