Zhao Maomao immediately grimaced: "Boss, my injuries haven't healed yet."

Bu Yi counted on his fingers: "I've calculated an auspicious time, nine o'clock in the morning, the best time to act."

Li Yue was a little nervous: "I only brought two guns, and I'm not very skilled. Can I cover your retreat?"

Xia Chuhe: "..."

She felt that she didn't need to say anything; everyone had already reached a consensus and even set the time, personnel, and arrangements for the operation.

At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, Xia Chuhe and Bao'er will lead the way, Bu Yi and Li Yue will bring up the rear, and Zhao Maomao will stay behind.

It was still early, so Xia Chuhe decided to have Bao'er warm up beforehand.

23 was given two locations: the basement and the rooftop. The basement was already known; Xia Chuhe had thought of going up to the rooftop to take a look when he came back from climbing the stairs last night, and now was the perfect opportunity.

Xia Chuhe and Bao'er climbed to the twentieth floor. In the stairwell, there was a vertical ladder welded to the wall, leading directly to the rooftop.

Xia Chuhe lifted Bao'er onto the ladder and then climbed up himself using a rope.

The door to the rooftop was locked. Bao'er burned the chains with fire, opened a crack, saw that no one was there, and immediately climbed up.

Bao'er crouched down, checking every nook and cranny of the rooftop. Xia Chuhe locked the rooftop door again and sat on the steps watching her work.

Bao'er stood up straight and grinned, "Reporting to the boss, everything is normal, there are no enemies."

Xia Chuhe rested his chin on his hand: "What were you thinking when you came up with that idea of ​​killing all the evil people?"

Bao'er said, "Third Brother taught me that killing is the best way to solve problems. Although I don't agree with it, it does work sometimes."

Xia Chuhe felt a tightness in her chest, a feeling of unease rising within her. Bao'er was much smarter and more mature than she had been at the time. She didn't know how to teach her; she could only watch over her for now and prevent her from doing anything irreversible.

Although there were no clues on the rooftop, we were already here.

The hotel's rooftop is very high. Looking around, there are no taller buildings nearby, and even the building that blocks the view at the back of the hotel is much shorter than the hotel.

Counting down from the window, the building was only about thirteen stories high.

...

night.

Zhao Maomao wasn't participating in tomorrow's operation. He rested up in the afternoon, preparing to keep watch for everyone all night. Just as he was starting to feel sleepy, he heard a faint noise coming from the door.

Zhao Maomao immediately got up and woke up the four sleeping people.

Upon entering, I saw five pairs of bright, piercing eyes.

23 immediately raised his hands in surrender: "I admit I lied, please help me. The USB drive I gave you is actually my database. It can corrupt the data of other machine managers and implant my data. In this way, I can live forever. Now, they are going to find me, and I don't want to be formatted, please help me."

This time, 23 was very sincere: "I know where Mao Xiaotian is. If you help me transfer the data, I will tell you her location."

Xia Chuhe shook his head: "Tell me Mao Xiaotian's location first."

After spending a short time together, 23 had figured out Xia Chuhe's temperament. When she had the upper hand, she was very decisive and uncompromising.

23. Unable to: "Do you have a phone? Help me back up my data first, and then I'll tell you."

To prove he did have a lead, 23 projected a photograph onto the wall—

The camera angle is from the ground, and a long-haired girl in a skirt is bending over and smiling at the photographer.

The five people who had just met the fake Mao Xiaotian were speechless. The people at the hotel were really swindling; they didn't even care about gender and just sent someone to fool them.

23 clearly knew about the fake Mao Xiaotian: "There was only one child in their team, and they ate all the children."

23 looked at Bao'er: "You are very tempting, you are their next target."

Xia Chuhe selected a phone with basic functions working from a pile of model phones and copied the data using the adapter provided by 23.

The key point that allowed her to accept 23's suggestion was that since mobile phones don't have legs, it doesn't matter if they are a little smarter.

After transferring the data, 23 said, "Mao Xiaotian isn't at the Happy Five-Star Hotel. She's in the building across the street. I gave her the room key for the last room. I also have a room key. Once you steal my control center, I'll give you the room key."

23 took out the USB drive from the beginning: "Of course, I would be even happier if you were willing to plug this USB drive into the control machine, and I would give you more things."

Xia Chuhe took the second USB drive without saying anything.

23 came and went silently. Only Zhao Maomao remained vigilant. 23's words reminded him that the hotel staff intended to harm Bao'er, and he had to keep watch throughout the night.

Bao'er whispered to Xia Chuhe, "I dreamed about that girl last night."

Dreams usually involve the dead sending messages to the living. What Bao'er said wasn't good news. Xia Chuhe forced a smile: "Don't think too much, go to sleep, we'll be busy tomorrow."

As night deepened, there was a knock on the door.

It wasn't a robotic butler that could open the door directly. Zhao Maomao peeked through the peephole and saw that it was a fake Mao Xiaotian and his grandmother. He didn't wake everyone else, only shaking Xia Chuhe awake.

Zhao Maomao opened the door, and Xia Chuhe was hiding behind it.

Zhao Maomao rubbed her eyes, yawned, and pretended to have just woken up: "Oh, it's you guys. What's up?"

"Mao Xiaotian" smiled brightly and handed over a handful of candy: "Big brother, thank you for saving me, please have some candy."

"No need, I'm an adult, I don't like sweets," Zhao Maomao said. "You keep it for yourself."

Mao Xiaotian's eyes lit up. His grandmother nudged him from behind, and he added, "Let's leave it for the little girl in the house. I hope you'll accept this as a token of our gratitude, okay?"

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