Although the microphone was shut down by the team leader, all the members of the second group did not dare to speak out.

The big guy is still in school?!?

Painter Zero became famous in the painting and art world eight years ago!!

I'm a student now, how old was I eight years ago?

Junior high school? Or elementary school?!

This is quite explosive in the entire painting world!

Jiang Lei was very worried, rubbing his hands and waiting for Lin Qin to answer.

However, Lin Qin was quite calm: "At school, it's okay, let's continue." ”

In the past, the information was erased because it was underage, but now it doesn't matter.

With that, she scrolled the mouse and continued to sketch and explain on the drawing board.

But the two groups of chat groups exploded directly.

Soft and cute melon: !!!!!

Hollow Marshmallow: @不是帅哥@小怪@菠萝糕糕@...... Come out and lose money [呲tooth]

Mob: No

Monster: It doesn't matter if the big guy is a beauty! It's not scientific at all to be so young

Handsome guy with empty gloves: A cold painter who is extremely rational on the outside and a girl on the inside, who knows, I'm going to love it to death!!

Yogurt: I know, I know!!

Yogurt: But did you hear the man's voice just now? WOCCCCC sounds so good!

Soft and cute Guagua: He also claims to be the uncle of the big guy!! How outrageous, who is a good person, who said to the little girl who went to school in that tone, don't be polite to your uncle, only I think it's strange??

Xianxian: Don't you think Uncle Boss's voice is a little familiar?

Milk Tea Xiaorui: Isn't the point that the big guy seems to be a high school student? College students rarely live with their families, right?

Jiang Lei: Still in a meeting!! Pay attention to the interaction! Missed listening to the big guy explain the deduction of bonuses!!

What an unlucky colleague!

Jiang Lei hated the iron and opened the group ban.

Jiang Lei: Go and listen!

Lin Qin dutifully pointed out the problems of all the drawings and gave suggestions in turn.

Jiang Lei was grateful: "Hard work!" Boss, you've worked hard, we're going to revise the draft, you rest early! ”

Don't dare to delay the big guy's study.

"Well, goodbye." Lin Qin withdrew from the conference room and picked up a few pieces of fruit to quench his thirst.

Looking at the arrangement, which is very friendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder, I can't help but think of Uncle Yan.

He seems to be seen a lot until he was four or five years old, but the memories of his early years are not clear.

Later, in the summer when he was eight years old, Lin Yi took Aunt Yan Fei back to his grandparents' house with him.

Aunt Yan Fei and the three members of the Lin family talked and laughed, and Yan Shang sat on the side and rarely interjected.

Lin Qin's clearest impression was that this uncle was really good-looking, and in terms of her vocabulary at the time, he was handsome and cold, so he followed Yan Shang to admire his handsome face for several days.

But she said very little, and when she came forward, there were always two old men of the Lin family nearby, and no one paid attention to her actions.

That was in that year, after Yan Shang left, Lin Qin gradually became an out-and-out face control.

It's a pity that I haven't met anyone more in line with her aesthetics than Uncle Yan in all these years.

So Lin Qin agreed to his mother's request to transfer to City No. 1 Middle School, and the reason for this was a little insignificant was that he wanted to see this good-looking uncle again.

What I never expected was that the person who couldn't talk to his elders all day long became the "caring" uncle who now has to cross his fingers to count what to cook for himself.

Lin Qin was quite puzzled.

Maybe people's personality changes are so contrary to common sense.

Thinking so, she clicked on the program for Ding to search for information and the Tiangan Organization dialog box.

None:1

Peng Li had just finished cleaning up the oil stains and blood stains on his body, and was about to transfer money to Lin Qin.

Reply quickly when you see the message.

Ding: Thank you for today's event.

Ding: Without your help, those sons of bitches escaped from the sea. What a fucking bunch of unconscionable scumbags!

Lin Qin thought of the words he had seen before, and his eyebrows unconsciously frowned.

Non: Black market trading?

Peng Li was stunned.

Ding: You know? Have you seen those documents?

Ren: I know, I haven't seen it.

Ren: The file name has the location and time information, I guess.

Ding:? Guess what? Dude, which unit do you belong to?

Ren:...

Ren: Remember to check out.

Ding: Dude, no, wouldn't we be able to get rid of this money if we were our own people?

Ding: Why don't you talk anymore?

Lin Qin remembered the information he had inadvertently captured on the Internet several times.

None: Halving

She quickly retrieves her browsing history and brings together several pieces of information that are highly relevant.

N: [Document]

Peng Li took a cigarette in his mouth, dragged the mouse and clicked to receive it.

A few screenshots of the email pop up.

One of the special names and IP locations made Peng Li's eyes heat and he got up suddenly.

The chair was brought to the ground, and the soot shook directly onto his bare arm.

He stared at the two lines in the center of the screen as if he were unaware.

[The model of the goods is matched. 】

[XJ26 will be delivered to the designated location within three days.] 】

"Bang-"

Peng Li's fist slammed into the computer desk.

The insecure table of the inn was hammered by him and the legs swayed.

He typed with tears in his eyes.

Ding: Where did you get this thing?

xj26…

It was his comrades-in-arms who had been sacrificed for nearly a decade.

XJ is the acronym of Xie Jin's name.

26 was his age when he was targeted by those people.

It is also the age of death.

However, the most ridiculous thing is that the heroes who die in the line of duty cannot leave a name, and can only exist in the trade of the wicked under a disgraceful code name.

The next few emails are also very similar.

But these fluttering pictures can give Peng Li a few levels of authority and a bargaining chip to track down this matter to the end.

Lin Qin rarely does things that don't have a clear purpose.

But when she thought of the shady things that might be related to this incident, her intuition drove her to send this email.

Ren: What my crawler software automatically collects, it should be related to the keywords of your previous documents and stored it.

Ding: Thank you very much.

Peng Li gasped and sat back in his chair, raised his hand to wipe his face, pinched off the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.

sent another message to Lin Qin.

Ding: Dude, thank you so much for the opportunity to invite you to dinner.

Xie Jin was his first squad leader to enter the special forces camp, and he never looked down on him, but he protected him like a calf every time he was killed.

Until the search mission, the old squad leader took the initiative to break off in order to cover his retreat, and fell into a trap full of spikes.

But if he was just tortured and kidnapped, the squad leader still had hope of coming back alive.

That group of scum actually took the squad leader's blood on the spot and took it for matching!

It's so fearful that it's shocking...

Peng Li's throat choked, and he unscrewed the mineral water and poured a few sips to calm down his emotions slightly.

He was discharged from the army the year after the death of the squad leader because he failed the psychological test.

With the help of his family's resources, he opened a company, and all the money he earned was invested in tracking down the crazy organization.

In the past nine years, every time the key is found, they will be blocked by an invisible force, and those people even dare to blatantly send threatening letters to Peng Li's family.

That's why Peng Li delved into hacking techniques and tried to search for evidence from cyber means.

Joining the Tenkan Organization is to find help.

Lin Qin is the biggest surprise he has encountered in the past nine years.

……

"Qinqin? Awake? ”

A low, magnetic sound came from outside the door, followed by a regular number of "thump".

Lin Qin opened his eyes a little dazedly, got up and reached for his mobile phone.

[07:15]

She has a fixed biological clock, and she usually wakes up on time at seven o'clock, so how did she oversleep today.

Yan Shang seemed to be a little worried: "Is it because you are not feeling well?" Do you want your uncle to ask you for leave? ”

"I'm fine, get up now." Lin Qin was a little stunned when he first woke up, this would have calmed down, and he quickly changed his clothes and washed up and went out.

"Uncle Yan?" Why are you still standing at the door?

Yan Shang stared at her face carefully, and asked worriedly, "Is it really okay?" How do you see that your face is a little pale? ”

Pale in the face?

Lin Qin's eyes were puzzled for a moment, something flashed in his mind, and he turned around abruptly and went back to the bedroom, blocking Yan Shang from the door.

"Qinqin? What happened to you? If you don't feel well, let's go to the hospital! Yan Shang raised his voice.

"I'm fine." Lin Qin pursed her lips, took out clean clothes and sanitary napkins and walked to the bathroom.

Yan Shang waited anxiously for several minutes, and when he saw that she finally opened the door, he didn't care about Lin Qin's cleanliness, so he directly raised his hand to test the forehead temperature with the back of his hand.

Lin Qin raised his head and took two steps back, lowered his eyes and explained: "It's just a menstrual period, I forgot." ”

She was a little annoyed.

I shouldn't have been drawing too late last night, so immersed in the fact that I completely forgot about my menstrual period, and I had to throw away all the soiled sheets and clothes and change them.

Yan Shang's arm, which was still parked in mid-air, stiffened, and quickly withdrew his hand to his mouth, coughing lightly.

"Time is a little tight, I'll send you to school first."

Yan Shang packed his breakfast and brought it to the car along with his lunch box.

"The blue box is breakfast, let's eat it directly in the car."

Lin Qin took the insulated bag, "Thank you, Uncle Yan." ”

"Don't be polite to your uncle."

Fortunately, the morning rush had just begun, and the distance was not too far, so Yan Shang delivered her on time.

watched Lin Qin get out of the car, and did not forget to advise: "If you are not feeling well at school, just ask for leave and go home, remember to send me a message." ”

Lin Qin was already a little accustomed to his close attitude, nodded and said, "Uncle Yan, don't pick me up after school today." ”

"How?" Yan Shang's fingers tightened. The little girl thinks he's annoying?

"I'm going to the mall to buy clothes after school." Lin Qin glanced at the time, "I'll go to school first, goodbye uncle." ”

Yan Shang looked at her back as she turned to leave, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not just annoying yourself.

He was glad again that Lin Qin was sluggish.

Take out your phone and open WeChat.

Yan: [Transfer 100000.00 yuan]

Yan: [Transfer 100000.00 yuan]

Yan: Give me the bank card number, and my uncle will transfer it to you if it's not enough.

Lin Qin stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom.

Tian Xin turned around and asked her while nibbling on egg scones: "Qinqin, what is your big bag?" ”

"......" Lin Qin was silent for a few seconds.

"Lunch."

"You actually brought your own food hahaha." Tian Xin stretched her neck and looked into her bag, "What's the food?" Did you do it yourself? ”

"My uncle made it." Lin Qin adjusted the stacking height of several insulated boxes, folded the bags, and stuffed them into the drawer.

"Uncle? Do you have a chef? ”

Although the students in the first class are not all extremely rich, most of the parents who can educate their children well in the imperial capital and send them to the first middle school in the city have some financial strength.

It is the norm to hire a nanny and aunt, but it is a class higher to hire a cook at home.

Tian Xin looked at her with some surprise: "Your family won't be the kind of meal with eight chefs in charge, right?" ”

Lin Qin lifted her eyelids and stared at her bulging cheeks for a few seconds, seeing that Tian Xin's cheeks were hot.

Only then did he explain: "It's a relative uncle, and I borrowed to live in his house." ”

"Oooh." Tian Xin turned back to his desk, took a few sips of soy milk, and suddenly choked and coughed.

Finally relieved, she didn't even bother to eat the last few bites of the bread, and bowed back to the back table.

He asked in a suppressed voice: "Qinqin, a few days ago, the boy in our class said that you have a handsome uncle who is handsome and handsome!" One meter and nine more! It can't be a relative who cooks for you, right? ”

"It's him." Lin Qin affirmed.

"! I heard that you were still very young, and they thought it was you. Tian Xin took out a tissue on her desk and wiped her mouth, leaned over and leaned closer.

"Qinqin, when will he pick you up again? Can you show me how handsome our uncle is? Tian Xin laughed a few times, a little silly.

Lin Qin inexplicably liked to see her silly and cute expression.

Then he thought about it seriously, "If you don't come today, tomorrow is possible." ”

Tian Xin: "Why don't you come today?" ”

Lin Qin: "I'm going to buy something, so he won't have to pick it up." ”

"Oh... What are you going to buy? I'll go with you after school. It just so happens to be heating up recently, and I want to buy a few spring clothes. ”

Xu Minglei listened with his ears pricked up in the back row for a while.

He picked up the pen and poked Tan Yubo's back, and asked in a low voice: "They are going shopping, do you want to go?" ”

Tan Yubo glanced at him obliquely, but did not squeak.

"Do you want to go? I have a way to go. Tan Yubo pretended to look at Tian Xin casually.

We've been playing together for two and a half years, and I haven't seen her smile so happily at herself. Grass... Eat one's heart out!

Tan Yubo's eyes were still looking at the textbook, and he couldn't help but drift to Lin Qin when he was asked by Xu Minglei.

"Squad leader, don't you hold it up? Give me a word of approval, don't wait for buddy to go and blame me for not taking you. Xu Minglei hammered him on the shoulder.

Tan Yubo was still a little hesitant and asked him, "What can you do?" ”

"Leave that alone." Tan Yubo withdrew his hand, looked at him with a tugging face, and even deliberately chewed the words: "Mountain people have their own clever plans." ”

Lin Qin didn't see the news from Yan Shang until he ate at noon.

L：？

She put a question mark.

Uncle Yan borrowed her house to live in and gave her money to spend? Is this reasonable?

Yan Shang waited for news all morning, but he didn't expect to wait for this.

Yan: What's wrong?

Yan: Give you the money to buy clothes.

Yan: Isn't it enough?

Yan: [Transfer 100000.00 yuan]

Yan: There is a limit, you give me the card number.

L：…

Lin Qin didn't understand.

She received a self-reliant education since she was a child, and before the age of twelve, Lin Yi gave pocket money every month, and a separate large amount of money every year, basically did not spend much, and saved a lot of money.

One of the old two members of the Lin family has been teaching calligraphy and painting, and the other has played the piano all his life, although the pocket money is small, but the skills have been passed on to Lin Qin.

From the age of ten, she was consciously guided to exchange her labor for payment.

Lin Qin's interest in painting is much greater than that of music, so the two of them know and support the matter of making money by accepting business manuscripts.

In her cognition, there is no such thing as accepting gifts from others for no reason.

L: Returned

L: Returned

L: Returned

L: Thank you, Uncle Yan, I have money.

Yan Shang stared at the phone screen, his face turned cloudy with his expectation, and the corners of his mouth fell in frustration.