I can't live here anymore.

It doesn't matter if she is the only one.

But there is also the butler grandpa here.

For hacker families, it is basic that they can never be exposed to others, let alone the Bo family.

Bo Jiu sat up, lowered his head and put on all his clothes yesterday. When he raised his eyes, he had already returned to his usual expression.

She had to notify the butler to evacuate first.

As for the great gods.

The hands have been cured.

She won't stop him anymore.

But... she thought she would have been together a little longer.

The boy stood in front of the dressing mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. After about ten seconds, he reached out and pressed his bangs.

Although the corners of his mouth were raised, he had no intention of laughing at all.

Somehow it is a little bit contaminated with loneliness.

But the loneliness disappeared after she pushed the room open.

Because there is an old butler in the living room.

At this time, as a qualified butler, he was brewing his black tea.

The British tea cup has beautiful patterns, and the old housekeeper is a very delicate person, especially when it comes to eating and drinking.

If someone who knows the goods will definitely know the golden spoon in his hand and the hand-pulled one placed on the dining table, which is suitable for making coffee.

It’s just obvious that although he is a native, he loves tea even more.

As the tea fragrance spreads, the cheesecake on the dining table is also ready.

After seeing Bo Jiu, the old butler held a teapot, just like the butler who only saw in a 19th century blood-sucking movie. He reached out and pulled open the wooden chair: "Young master, you must be hungry, have some refreshments first."

"Okay." Bo Jiu never refused her butler's grandfather, picked up the fork, cut a bite of cheesecake, stuffed it with a large mouthful, and bulged his little face, and gave a thumbs up at the old butler.

Suddenly, the old housekeeper smiled: "To be honest, this high school student looks very much like the young master."

"There is a different place." Bo Jiu stretched out his finger and pointed at his eyes, his mouth was a little unclear: "This is black."

"Oh yes, the young master's eyes were gray before." The old butler looked at Bo Jiu and nodded.

Bo Jiu took a sip of tea and walked the things down. The clear voice came out: "I have seen the original owner's photo. There were no tears moles on her eyes before, which was quite strange. After I changed it to me, the tears moles became clearer and clearer. I was very worried that people would see the difference, but fortunately I came back early."

It’s not that she is afraid of exposure, but that she has no way to explain to He Honghua that she is not her daughter.

The old housekeeper added some tea to Bo Jiu's cup, and his voice was a little sad: "It's good if you can come back."

The reason why Bo Jiu couldn't let go of the fifth way was because the butler's grandfather was still there.

She didn't come back often before.

This is the most time she has been in her family.

A lot of information about people is concentrated here.

There is no difference at all.

"A case has recently come out." Bo Jiu did not press the reason on Qin Mo, but talked about the girl's memorial: "It was created by that organization back then. A lot of news was leaked that year. This time, we cannot repeat the same mistakes. The things here need to be cleaned up, and the housekeeper also has to go to a safer place."

When the old butler heard this, he frowned: "There is no place safer than our family, right?"

"This time it's different." Bo Jiu put down his teacup: "This time, they are using people's hearts. We can't predict people's hearts. I'm worried that someone will leak the news."

At the same time.

On the fifth road, in an apartment, the girl was sitting in front of the computer, her fingers typing on the keyboard, and her eyes were filled with poison: "Don't be so tough. As long as you tell me where z is, your daughter will not have any problems. Of course, you can also tell z that I got into you, but your daughter will kill people, haha."

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of you doing this?" The person on the other end of the computer did not give up.

The girl curled her lips: "What are the consequences? Your daughter is still on my side. You just don't understand them. Let them play, don't care whether what they do is meaningful or not. You just have to care and let her study hard. Your daughter will become my person. What's so strange about it?"

"I won't tell you where z is." The fat man gritted his teeth.

The girl's eyes sank: "Then you just wait and see your daughter kill."

The fat man is also a member of the hacker.

It’s just like the girl said, he doesn’t understand what the young people are thinking nowadays, but he really doesn’t understand.

He didn't understand why his daughter looked like he didn't even know him.

The fat man still has a preview of his daughter's online on his computer. Her messages even make him, the father, feel terrible. If he likes other people's things, he will regard them as his own. After being exposed, he does not feel that he is wrong, but only thinks that others are not generous enough.

This is the beginning.

The more you get to the back, the more shocking it is.

I think that some people are hyping up their rights, wanting to be popular, and just for money.

But I never thought that others lost their lives just for justice.

And what she did was killing.

Later, I simply opened an account and went to the black man online, but because the person she liked did not speak according to her ideas.

Just turn black and white into words and speak nonsense.

The fat man regretted it a little. He regretted that he had been doing things over the years and just wanted his daughter to live a better life, but he never thought that one day he would become like this.

Qq has sent news again.

That's a picture.

In the picture, his daughter is talking in an online environment.

"I just need to ask her to help me do one thing to complete the entire murder process. I have to say that your daughter is really my good helper. This time our goal is the mother of the rights defender."

The fat man's eyes tightened, and his hands on the keyboard were tightly clamped.

Subconsciously, he wanted to contact someone.

"I advise you not to move. All your networks are under my surveillance. To be honest, it is really not easy to find you hackers. If it weren't for your daughter, I wouldn't have found a breakthrough." When the girl said this, her eyes were still gloomy. She really couldn't get in the defense network that she was so legendary that she could not break through, but she was not as good as that.

Can't let people die.

Not to let your daughter become the murderer.

The fat man clenched his fingers and let them go, and his eyes were filled with pain: "I don't know the specifics. I only know that my family is in an ancient castle, very hidden. I have only been to the woods once, but many years ago, you should also know that it is our young master now."

"Young Master, ha." The girl typed: "What you best tell the truth."

The fat man looked at a line of words and said, "What happened to this point, would I dare to lie to you?" But the fat man had concealed something, that is, he knew the exact direction.

This is to delay time.

But if he didn't say anything, the other party would definitely notice that he was lying.

"There are many ancient castles in the United States." The girl sneered: "But, do you think I can't find it? Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that your daughter has taken action."

At that moment, the fat man slammed and threw off his keyboard.

Finally, his eyes were red and he was typing on it, which was a string of codes.

It's not an intrusion or notifying anyone.

But the system itself destroys.

Once the system is destroyed, it means that his identity will be detached.

In other words, he is using self-destructive methods to convey information.

The girl did not expect that she would notify the following people with the message she received: "Search for all the castles around here and select the people who might be Z within two days."

"Yes." The answer to her was a group of mercenaries.

These people are all desperate people. They will do things as long as they are given money and often move abroad.

And that girl is not someone else, it is Fan Jia who successfully escaped last time.

She said she would come back.

But this time, she chose to do it here, and the environment here is more convenient for her.

Z repeatedly destroys her plan.

She almost died of death.

If it weren't for this intrusive z, the girl's memorial would have been completed long ago.

She had thought that according to her brother's plan, z had been removed, but she didn't expect that the person was still alive.

No one except my brother has seen Z look like.

She is no exception.

This time, she insisted on watching Z die with her own eyes.
To be continued...