I don't know if he was shot by Cupid's arrow, Johnny had to stay in the hospital and wait for the lady to wake up.

Zhong Yuemin had no choice but to go with him, but he was not in the mood to continue the self-driving tour on Route 66, so he simply took a plane back to Pittsburgh.

The company's situation is quite stable, except that Stephen burned a bunch of money to build a Wall-E mailbox.

Since WALL-E Email is free to register, it has tens of thousands of users from all over the world in just two or three months.

The server has been expanded three times, and there is still a danger of crashing, but it can still be maintained, mainly because of the low network transmission speed and the fact that it can't send much text.

But people are still drawn to e-mail, which allows them to connect with others on the other side of the world, and it is like a highway that connects the previously somewhat isolated online world.

Zhong Yuemin turned on the computer and entered the registration webpage of Wali Mailbox.

Even though his network is dedicated, the speed is unbearably slow, and the pages open like a fax machine, slowly appearing line by line, sometimes without moving for half a minute.

The email registration system is OK, you can register an email address by entering your name and address, and Zhong Yuemin is about to register one.

Then there was trouble, Zhong Yuemin didn't know the email address of any other person, and he didn't know who to write to.

After thinking about it, Zhong Yuemin picked up the phone, "Amy, let Stephen come to the office." ”

"Okay, boss!"

……

"Stephen, what have you been doing lately?" Zhong Yuemin leaned back in his chair, and Stephen also sat on the sofa.

"I'm worried about the network transmission speed! The network speed is too slow, which seriously affects the user experience. Stephen rubbed his face and said, "The state security services are also getting us in trouble, and our servers are getting a lot of access from all over the world every day, and they are censoring security issues. ”

"This is indeed a troublesome matter, the integration of the existing military network and the civilian network is a big trouble for the popularization and commercialization of the Internet!" Zhong Yuemin nodded, "But this matter can only be done slowly, I will work with some other company leaders to submit some suggestions to government agencies." ”

"I'm also anxious about the speed of the network!" Stephen stressed, "The telecom operators were so arrogant that their proposal to apply for a private network channel was rejected by them!"

Zhong Yuemin squinted his eyes, "Can the existing technology improve the network speed?"

"It must be possible!" said Stephen, "the technology is already available, but those operators are too comfortable making money now, and there is no incentive to innovate at all!"

"What do you think?" Zhong Yuemin changed his sitting position.

"We can buy a communications company and then build a commercial information network. Stephen leaned in and said, "That way we don't have to be constrained by other companies!"

"Is your heart too big?" Zhong Yuemin said with a smile: "You burned so much money in the company and made a mailbox system, but you haven't made any money yet, and you still want to burn tens of millions to get a communication operation company?"

"Hehe, I'm not thinking about the company?" said Stephen with a smile.

"It's not wrong to stay aggressive, but it's all like you, and the company will finish playing sooner or later!" Zhong Yuemin said helplessly, "You better get your email address first!"

"What's wrong with the mailbox?" said Stephen.

"I just registered an email address, do you know my address?"

"I don't know, I don't have permission to read user information!" Stephen thought Zhong Yuemin was worried about safety and **.

"No, I mean, if I don't know other people's email addresses, and people don't know my email address, what's the point of me registering an email address?"

"Huh?" Stephen wondered, "How could you not know?

"But the truth is that I don't know, or I registered my email address in the middle of the night and immediately wanted to contact other people, what should I do?" Zhong Yuemin continued.

"What is this?" said Stephen, who seemed to think of something, but couldn't grasp the point, and he froze there in thought.

Zhong Yuemin didn't interfere with him, and simply left, leaving the office to him.

……

"Vincent, you are looking for me, it seems that there is news?" Zhong Yuemin met Vincent, a former CIA agent entrusted by him to find Qin Ling's whereabouts, in the office of the security team.

"Yes, Mr. Min. Vincent handed Zhong Yuemin a thin file bag.

Zhong Yuemin didn't take it, he tried to calm himself down, and glanced at the serious Vincent, "It doesn't seem to be good news." ”

Zhong Yuemin opened the folder, and there was only a thin document in it, but the content on it made Zhong Yuemin's face pale, and the hand holding the document was held in the air for a long time.

"Sir, do you need me to let your assistant in?" asked Vincent mechanically, as if it were a robot.

"Is it true?" The voice seemed to pop out of Zhong Yuemin's throat, dry and hoarse.

"Witnesses have been found, and the cemetery has been found, waiting for you to confirm whether or not to do bioverification. ”

"Test!" Zhong Yuemin almost shouted out.

"Yes, I'll go!" Vincent turned to leave.

Before he could reach the door, Zhong Yuemin shouted to him: "I'm going too!"

"Yes!"

……

Li Kuiyong and others stayed in Hong Kong for a long time, and they also bought a lot of things that should be bought, and sent them back to BJ through the Shenzhen port.

This day was supposed to be the day they left for the United States, but they received news that Zhong Yuemin was coming to Hong Kong.

"Why is Yuemin coming here all of a sudden?" He Dayong wondered, "It can't be that something happened, right?"

"Woo Woo Woo Woo Crow's Mouth!" Zheng Tong scolded, "I can't say something nice!"

Li Kuiyong covered his eyes, "My eyelids are jumping non-stop today, where is the disaster coming?"

"Left blessing and right woe!" He Dayong replied, "confused?"

"Of course I know!" Li Kuiyong said: "Didn't I confirm with you?

"It's gone, Yuemin's plane is almost here, let's hurry up to the airport to greet you!" Zheng Tong put down the phone and said to the two.

"Why is it so fast?" He Dayong said in surprise.

"Yuemin must have come back on a special plane much faster. Zheng Tong urged: "Hurry up and pack up and go." ”

……

"I thought of it! I thought of it!"

On the other side, Stephen spent a day and a night in the office, finally jumping up with joy.

"Boss, I've got it!"

Amy, who heard the voice, probed in from outside, "The boss has left the company, and now he may have landed in Hong Kong." ”

"Hong Kong?" Stephen was stunned for a moment.

"Forget it, I'm going to test my idea quickly! I just don't know if the storage space is big enough!"

Stephen muttered to himself and walked away.

"Sitting here for a day and a night, this is also a madman!" Amy shook her head at the scruffy, casually dressed Stephen, "Who would have thought that these people would be millionaires?!"

……

"Yuemin, is this true?"

When Li Kuiyong and the others heard the news brought by Zhong Yuemin, they were like five thunderbolts, and no one dared to believe it.

"Whether it's true or not, I don't know yet, just go and see it. ”

"Then what are you waiting for?" Li Kuiyong said, "Let's hurry up!"

"Let's go. ”

……

Zhong Yuemin only saw a jar of ashes in the cemetery, and there was nothing else, no tombstones, no relics, and even the records of the management office only had a few words:

"Anonymous, female, died on April 21, 1980, was shot several times and was sent to the Kowloon Tong Police Station. ”

Zhong Yuemin gently stroked the urn taken out of the secret room, and there was no way to convince himself that this was his own Qinling.

"Boss, this is from the Administration Bureau of the Kowloon Tong Police Station, you can see it. Vincent handed Zhong Yuemin a clear plastic bag.

There was only a photograph in the bag, and a piece of half-burned stationery.

When Zhong Yuemin saw these things, his hands couldn't help but tremble, he took out the photo, on which was himself, which was taken at the school gate when he graduated from college that year, and was later given to Qin Ling, with his own signature on the back.

There are still some words left on the burnt black letterhead, which is indeed Qinling's handwriting.

"Yuemin, Yuemin!" Zheng Tong, who had been staring at Zhong Yuemin, suddenly noticed him slipping down and grabbed him.

Li Kuiyong and He Dayong also immediately went up to help him.

Zhong Yuemin struggled to stand up, "It's okay, it's just a little weak." ”

……

"When she was on a mission, she suddenly disappeared and disappeared, and then we searched through various channels but there was no news. ”

"Then what is her mission?" Zhong Yuemin asked softly.

"It's confidential, you can't reveal it to anyone!" the other man stiffened his neck.

"What is her final task?" Zhong Yuemin asked again, his eyes cold.

"This ......," he turned to look at the middle-aged man standing behind him.

"Say it. The middle-aged man nodded, "We can't help it, I hope you can find No. 7." ”

"The mission before the disappearance of No. 7 was to approach Tang Shengming in Shengchaotang. ”

"Who is this?" asked Zhong Yuemin.

"This is a small gang in Hong Kong, which mainly operates near Kowloon Tong, and mainly survives by selling ice and collecting protection money. ”

Zhong Yuemin didn't answer, such a small gang everywhere is not worth the trouble of the organization, there must be a reason later.

Tang Shengming's father was a Kuomintang colonel, who absconded from the army and fled to Hong Kong during the liberation. At that time, his unit escorted a large number of cultural relics and gold, but later disappeared, and we suspect that this batch of things was misappropriated by him. The other continued.

"So in order to inquire about these treasures, you sent your comrades to approach Tang Shengming?" Zhong Yuemin was extremely sad, and he asked, "Isn't the life of your comrades comparable to these treasures?"

"This is to recover the national property!" the young man shouted, "This is the sacred mission entrusted to her by the organization!"

"But I think her life is worth more than these possessions!" Zhong Yuemin hoarsely said, "It's a priceless treasure for me! ”

"Comrade Yuemin, please calm down. The middle-aged man spoke: "Qin Ling is our good comrade, and if something happens to her, we are all very sad." But to complete the task, someone has to die! And two comrades have been sacrificed before her!"

Zhong Yuemin looked at the other party in disbelief, "You have already sacrificed two people, are you still stupid to continue to send Qin Ling and let her be cannon fodder? Stupid as a pig!"

"You!" the young man angrily stretched out his hand to point at Zhong Yuemin, but was immediately pointed at a gun by Vincent's men.

"Don't, don't! I have something to say!" The middle-aged man immediately played a round nervously, "Comrade Yuemin, this little comrade is young and vigorous, don't go to your heart!"

Zhong Yuemin nodded at Wen Senjie and motioned for his men to put the gun down.

"I want all the information about this Tang Shengming, immediately!"

"We will cooperate!"

……

"You're a street boy, aren't you dead yet?" Arwen teased when he saw the salmon wrapped in Indian gauze.

"I can't die!" Salmon said angrily: "Those big circles don't understand the rules, and they don't know the numbers, so they do it! Let me suffer such a big loss! I got fourteen stitches in the hospital! I bleed a lot of blood!"

"Good!" Arwen exclaimed, "How many did you overturn that day?"

“…… several!" Salmon looked unnatural, "It's about to be a meeting, hurry up and sit down, otherwise Don Boss will be angry again!"

"Yes, yes, hurry up and sit down!" Ah Wen said nervously: "The gang has not been peaceful recently, and Boss Tang doesn't like anyone, so you really have to be careful!"

Ah Xing at the next table leaned over: "Do you know what's going on?

"Recently, several of the bosses have cut off our goods, and I heard that there are big guys who are good at dealing with Boss Tang!" Arwen said in a low voice.

"Really, why did I lie in the hospital for a few days and have so many things happen?" said Salmon.

"Of course it's true, today's meeting is to bring everyone together and think of a way!"

"Who is going to deal with Boss Tang? Tired of being crooked?" Ah Xing was shocked, "Is it the Qilin Gang?"

"It's not like, the Kirin Gang is half a pound or two with us, who will buy their face?"

"What about the Black Dragon Gang?" Ah Xing guessed again.

"It's even more impossible, they are in Mong Kok, and they can't eat our rotten place in Kowloon Tong!"

"Don't say it, Donald is here!" salmon shouted, and everyone fell silent.

Tang Shengming's face was gloomy, and he was also emaciated, but those who knew his details easily did not dare to provoke him, and his subordinates did not even dare to joke in front of him.

He has been very worried recently, and several of the bosses who sold him have found excuses to run out of goods, and the bars and dance halls that he had worked with very closely before are also leaving.

asked someone to inquire, but everyone was secretive, and those who were a little closer persuaded him to run away quickly.

The other party is menacing, and Donald thinks he is not scared.

"There's been something going on in the gang recently, don't be nervous, it's all a small thing!

But dealing with these things requires us to be united and brothers to ......"

At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open......