After scanning the code, the woman looked up at Yi Cheng with a sharp gaze: "Is there something to do with the boss?"

Yi Cheng smiled and said, "Ask casually." ”

He stuffed the cigarette into his trouser pocket, slowly walked out of the small supermarket under the woman's scrutinizing gaze, and sat down at a stall selling ice cold powder next to it. He ordered a piece of cold noodles and ate it slowly, paying attention to the people coming and going in the small supermarket.

About an hour later, a middle-aged man in his forties walked into the supermarket, somewhat similar to the ID card of "Hou Junlong" that Fu Xi had shown Yi Cheng.

Yi Cheng paid the money and slowly walked into the supermarket, where he saw the man standing behind the counter, talking to the woman.

Seeing Yi Cheng come in, he stopped, and asked in a lazy voice, "Handsome guy, what do you want to buy?"

Yi Cheng directly took out two hundred-yuan bills and put them on the counter and pushed them to the man.

The man didn't answer, and Yi Cheng didn't say anything, and got straight to the point: "Ask you a few questions." ”

Hou Junlong hesitated: "What's the problem?" ”

"Do you recognize someone's QQ number ID as 'Golden Needle Piercing Peach Blossom'. ”

Hou Junlong hesitated, but still shook his head. "I don't know. ”

Yi Cheng could see that he wasn't lying, and that hesitation was just that his question was too weird, and he was hesitating whether he should answer his question.

"Second question," Yi Cheng took out a small note from his pocket again, "Let's see if this bank account number is yours." ”

Hou Junlong took it and looked at it carefully, shook his head and said, "No, I haven't seen this account." ”

Yi Cheng pushed the money to Hou Junlong's side again, "These are yours." Have you ever lost your ID?"

"Yes," Hou Junlong looked a little nervous, "I lost it once the year before last, and I reissued it right later, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you, it may be that someone used your ID card to get a bank card, you'd better check it." Yi Cheng turned around and left depressedly.

Another clue is broken.

I can only go to the Milan Spring Community to find a way.

He called a taxi again and rushed to the spring side of Milan, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was at its hottest.

Changkou City is also a famous furnace city in the land of China, the temperature at this time is afraid that there are not more than 40 degrees, Yi Cheng's clothes are wet several times, if he has not insisted on exercising in the past few months, his small body may not be able to survive.

After getting off the bus at the gate of the Milan Spring Community, he quickly found a café at the entrance of the community and hid, ordered a cup of coffee and a pudding, and thought about the next countermeasures while eating and drinking.

Whoever lives in Room 1102 in Building 17 has to go again to see if you can gather any information.

It's just that this action is exquisite.

You'll have to buy some props.

Night. After dinner, Yi Cheng knocked on the door of Building 17 1102 wearing a yellow short-sleeved overalls printed with the "Xinao Gas" logo that he bought from the employees of ENN Gas.

A moment later, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind the door, from far and near. The door opened inward, revealing a small round woman's face: "Who?"

Yi Cheng smiled slightly: "Hello, I'll check your family's gas usage." ”

"Oh, come in," said the fat woman, pulling the door open and dropping a pair of men's slippers from the shoe rack, "we don't use gas, we all use induction cookers." ”

"Thank you," Yi Cheng changed his shoes at the door, and looked at the situation in the house without a trace. The TV is on, and a middle-aged man sits on the sofa in the living room, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

The fat woman led Yi Cheng to the kitchen, Yi Cheng pretended to check it, and said, "No problem, the gas has been turned on, but it is really not used, if you need to use it, you can call us." ”

The fat woman nodded and said, "Okay, it will." ”

After a short while, Yi Cheng had already recognized that this fat woman was the owner of this house, Mao Yizhong.

She and her husband are not like the "golden needle piercing the peach blossom", everything here implies that the two are in harmony, and in a harmonious family, family members will not do that kind of thing.

I don't see their children here, but if there are children, the age does not match Yi Cheng's profile.

"By the way," Yi Cheng suddenly said when he walked to the door, "Can you tell me your IFI password?" I need to connect to the Internet and update your family's information. ”

"Yes. Mao Yizhong didn't have any sense of security precautions, and casually reported the password of their IFI.

People who don't understand cybersecurity are really ...... They were completely unaware of how much damage this password could cause to their family if Yi Cheng had a heart.

Yi Cheng walked out the door and thanked him sincerely. After Mao Yizhong closed the door, he whispered to his mobile phone: "Fuxi, are you there?" ”

"Yes, Level 3 Administrator Yi Cheng. ”

"Check how many personal terminal devices are connected to this router. ”

"In addition to your phone, there are now 3 mobile phones connected, a personal computer. ”

There were only two people living in this house. The extra mobile phone is likely to belong to the "golden needle piercing the peach blossom".

The question is, where does this person live? upstairs, downstairs, or on this floor? It seems like any room is possible.

Yi Cheng stood in place for a while, and his mind flashed to the face of the person next door in the morning. looks obscene enough, and the age is very consistent with the profile.

But you can't judge people by their appearance.

After thinking for a while, Yi Cheng made a decision. "Fu Xi, can you try to hack those three mobile phones and find the chat history in the QQ app inside. ”

"It can be done, but it will take some time. ”

"How long?"

"An hour or so. ”

"Then do it. "If you stand here and wait for an hour, it's so compelling. Yi Cheng looked left and right, stuffed his phone under the fire extinguisher box, and then went downstairs to take a walk in the community.

After walking for about an hour, he went to the 11th floor again, retrieved his phone, and asked, "Is it done?" ”

"It's all been found. ”

"Compare the chat records to determine who was chatting with Song Jiaqi last night. ”

"The target has been locked. ”

"Take control of that phone and call me. ”

"Good. ”

Soon, a call hit Yi Cheng's mobile phone, Yi Cheng quickly hung up, and after going downstairs, he called back again.

After a while, the other party answered. "Hello, your courier has arrived, I am under the 17th building, please come down and pick it up. ”

Yi Cheng used this old routine again. But old routines often work.

The other party muttered something, and then said in non-standard Chinese Mandarin, "Can you send it to me?"

Yi Cheng said: "The address on the package is not very clear, may I ask what floor and number do you live on?"

"11th Floor, No. 03. ”

This is exactly the room number next door to their house in Mao's mind. It turned out to be really him, the young man with the roe deer's eyes.