He went to the bedside table, picked up the phone, and dialed a number: "Fair, give me satellite location data, find the location of number 158xxx, and hack into the cameras within a five-mile radius of that road. Send me the image."

She then called He Shaoqi. According to what Mo Jing had just told him, she had just come from Su's Group, presumably for a board meeting. So He Shaoqi, as a director of Su's Group, must have gone with her.

He Shaoqi was leisurely driving his convertible on the road, wearing a pair of large sunglasses. Although they covered almost half of his face, you could still see his perfect face shape from the lower half.

The flashy and ostentatious sports car drove on the road, frequently attracting the attention of passersby.

He Shaoqi stroked the car's steering wheel with obvious delight; it was truly perfect! This was his newly purchased sports car, the Ghost Son, with excellent performance and speed. He had pre-ordered it a month in advance, and it had only been airlifted over yesterday. Feeling the wind blowing from both sides, he felt incredibly comfortable.

The phone rang, and upon seeing it was Ling Moyuan calling, his brows furrowed. This guy never called him for anything good; he always treated him like a slave. He wondered what he'd done to deserve this in his past life. And yet, he always seemed to be asking for trouble, eagerly running to help him.

"Big brother, why are you calling me at this hour when you're not sleeping in America?" He Shaoqi said lazily. Since he was in a good mood today, he decided to answer the call again and be his slave one last time.

"Jingjing's brakes failed, and she's on Julan Road now. Go and meet her right away, and don't turn off your phone." Ling Moyuan wasn't in the mood to listen to He Shaoqi's nonsense, so he got straight to the point: "Shaoqi, do you remember that night ten years ago?"

"You wouldn't be thinking of..." Sure enough, He Shaoqi knew that Ling Moyuan never came to him for anything good. He was always the first person Ling Moyuan thought of when it came to risking his life.

"Shaoqi, I'm in America now. I'm leaving Jingjing in your care," Ling Moyuan said in his clear, cool voice.

He Shaoqi grunted twice, then quickly shifted gears and turned the car around. The person who had been driving slowly just moments before suddenly shot off like a rocket.

After Mo Jing drove onto Julan Road, there were indeed far fewer cars on this road than on the previous one. She drove steadily, paying attention to the situation ahead.

The weather in June is as unpredictable as a child's face, changing in an instant. Just a moment ago the sky was clear, but now a few dark clouds have drifted in from nowhere, a sign that a heavy rain is about to fall.

Just then, Ling Moyuan's voice rang in her ears: "Jingjing, I've already asked He Shaoqi to pick you up. I've also started a group chat between the three of us."

Ling Moyuan had just finished speaking when He Shaoqi's voice rang out: "Wow, Jingjing, this is really exciting! Who did you offend? So many people want you dead."

It's obvious to anyone with a brain that someone tampered with the car.

Mo Jing's entire focus was now on controlling the vehicle. Although there were fewer cars now, it didn't mean there weren't any. On the contrary, some large trucks liked to drive this way. Moreover, the occasional thunder in the sky indicated that a heavy rain was coming later, which would make the surrounding situation even worse.

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Chapter 1 complete, more updates to come!

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