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Before returning to the hospital, Su Qingru left Song Ning a car key so that she could travel more easily.
Song Ning walked towards the underground parking garage.
This villa was originally built by Mr. Shen for his wife. The architectural style is understated, but the interior is luxurious.
There is a large garage on the basement floor of the resort, most of which is empty, with only a few having roller shutters installed, which were later renovations.
Song Ning didn't go straight to the car, but instead opened one of the garage doors.
There was a motorcycle parked in the garage, with display cases on both sides. The cases were filled with all sorts of strange items, from small ornaments to large celestial models, most of which were not very practical.
Normally, this place is maintained by someone, so there is basically no dust.
Song Ning lifted the cover off the motorcycle and test-drove it.
As expected, there was no oil.
Song Ning sat on the motorcycle, took a picture of the room, opened Shen Yuxiu's chat box, and paused on the send button.
Thinking back now, it seems like he hasn't been back for more than two years.
Song Ning put her phone away without sending it.
She sat in the garage for a while before driving to the foot of the mountain to meet Cheng Yanchu.
The hacker lived in an old, dilapidated neighborhood.
The community has no formal gate, sparse greenery, narrow roads, and a yellowish-brown facade with cracks and mottled surfaces. The dark staircases are covered with advertisements that can't be completely torn off.
Song Ning followed Cheng Yanchu to the red lacquered wooden door.
Cheng Yanchu put his hands in his pockets, not wanting to touch the sullen door: "Come on in."
Song Ning nodded slightly and knocked on the door with her knuckles.
"Wait a minute." A voice, indistinct in gender, came from inside the door.
The two stood at the door and waited for a minute before Song Ning knocked on the door again.
"Understood." A loud "bang" came from inside the door, as if something had been kicked over.
Judging from the noise, Song Ning could roughly guess what was going on inside. She turned her head and asked, "Have you been here before?"
"Including this time, twice." Cheng Yanchu concealed the disdain in his eyes.
A few seconds later, the wooden door opened, wobbling.
A thin, short-haired boy appeared at the door. Before Song Ning could even see his face clearly, he had already squatted back on the bed.
The boy, wearing a large brown coat, turned his back to them and said, "Please make yourselves at home. I'll be there after I finish my dungeon run."
The two went inside.
The situation inside the house was better than Song Ning had expected; at least it wasn't a pile of garbage. It was just that things were arranged in a mess. There was only a bed in the house, and a table at the foot of the bed.
Where is there a place for them to sit? They probably won't even have a place to put their feet.
Song Ning glanced around, then stood on the windowsill at the foot of the bed, and finally saw the boy's face clearly.
A very ordinary face, its only distinguishing feature is its thinness, as if it has never had a full meal.
"You guys chat, I'll go outside and wait for you." Cheng Yanchu had only taken a few steps when she couldn't stand the mess and turned to leave.
Ding Mo blushed slightly under Song Ning's gaze: "Go close the door."
Song Ning glanced at the open door and went to close it.
After closing the door, Song Ning returned to her original position: "Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person?"
"You're a woman, what am I afraid of?" Ding Mo, wearing headphones and operating the mouse, occasionally shouted into the headphones, "Healer, give me a heal."
Ding Mo's voice had a comical quality when he said this, and Song Ning let out a very soft laugh.
Ding Mo stole a glance at her, and now even his ears turned red.
Seeing Ding Mo's shyness, Song Ning opened the balcony door, wanting to go out for some fresh air and make him feel more comfortable.
Unexpectedly, Ding Mo suddenly took off his headphones, walked past Song Ning, and rushed to the balcony.
Song Ning looked up slightly, and there were more than ten pieces of clothing hanging above her head, including two pairs of underwear.
Ding Mo jumped up with all his might.
Ding Mo wasn't tall, but he had a good jumping ability. Plus, the old house had low ceilings, so the underwear was quickly in his hands.
Ding Mo hid his underwear behind his back, walked in the door, casually stuffed it into the closet, and scolded, "What are you looking at!"
Song Ning shrugged and strolled around casually: "Do you live alone? Where are your family?"
Ding Mo squatted back on the bed, wearing his headphones askew, one ear peeking out: "They're all dead."
Song Ning noticed the colorful game screen and saw that Ding Mo had started talking into his headphones again, so she took out her phone to watch videos and didn't disturb Ding Mo's game anymore.
Seven or eight minutes later, Ding Mo finally ended the game and said to his teammates, "I'm done playing. I'll find you guys next time. I'm going to set up a stall."
Before coming, Song Ning had vaguely heard Cheng Yanchu mention that this kid usually made a living by boosting game accounts and rarely did anything like hacking; he was quite honest.
Seeing Ding Mo take off his headphones, Song Ning asked, "How much do you charge for game boosting for an hour like this?"
Ding Mo's fingers were still on the mouse, but he wasn't clicking as frequently as before: "You want me to boost your game too? If so, the price is the same as Yan Chu's, ranging from 50 to 200 depending on the difficulty of the task. My prices are very fair, and there's basically no game I can't play."
"I don't play games." Song Ning glanced at the overturned metal trash can on the ground. "Have you eaten?"
Ding Mo glanced up at Song Ning, then turned back to the screen: "Are you treating?"
Song Ning opened the food delivery app and placed it in front of Ding Mo: "Order it yourself."
Ding Mo didn't stand on ceremony, picked up his phone, and started making calls.
Although Song Ning used password-free payment, Ding Mo would always ask Song Ning to pay before placing an order.
Ding Mo spent about 10 minutes choosing, and finally only selected two places: one for rice bowls and one for milk tea.
After paying for the last milk tea order, Song Ning handed her phone to Ding Mo, who waved his hand and said, "That's enough."
Song Ning put her phone away and didn't insist.
"Tell me, if you're not asking me to boost your account, what do you want from me?" Ding Mo continued to look at the computer screen, avoiding Song Ning's gaze.
Song Ning walked to Ding Mo's side and said naturally, "Didn't you buy a hunting rifle for your brother Yan Chu last time? I want one too."
Ding Mo suddenly looked up, then immediately looked down again, saying anxiously, "That's a difficult matter. Why do you rich people like to do these things? There are no guns in the game, why do you want real guns?"
"You can't do it?" Song Ning asked.
"No, that's not it," Ding Mo said awkwardly. "Last time I helped Brother Yanchu with that, I almost got arrested. I don't dare to do it a second time."
"You're really good at games, right? Why don't you become a professional player? You could also do live streaming." Song Ning thought for a moment, "Aren't you an adult?"
Ding Mo blushed: "I'm 18."
Song Ning smiled innocently: "Looks like you're a minor. I used to say I was an adult when I wasn't."
Ding Mo was furious: "Get to the point! Why are you bringing this up? Don't try to get close to me. I only want money, not favors."
The child is too inexperienced; is he afraid that if he asks for too high a price, she won't agree?
Song Ning curled her lips into a smile: "So, how much do you want?"
Ding Mo stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment, and replied, "200,000, not a penny less. The cost of the gun is separate. I'll pay half as a deposit first."
Song Ning: "..."
He lost 200,000 yuan.
"If it doesn't work out, then forget it." Ding Mo glanced at Song Ning.
“Okay, you can also help me level up an account. The money for the leveling service will be included in the price.” Song Ning said unhurriedly.
"Don't you not play games?" Ding Mo asked, puzzled.
She doesn't play games, but it's not in line with her usual behavior for her to withdraw money without any reason. Besides, if the child is actually found out, it could be a cover for the child. As for whether it will be useful, she doesn't know.
"Don't you want to make money? Why do you care whether I play or not?" Song Ning retorted.
Ding Mo said "Oh" and began to introduce the game business to Song Ning.
Song Ning casually mentioned one, then showed Ding Mo several guns that she had prepared on her phone.
Ding Mo looked at it and said unhappily, "You want this? I'll have to pay extra for this. This is harder to get than that hunting rifle. That hunting rifle can be turned into a collectible, but these won't work."
"How much more?" Song Ning asked coldly.
Paying more money is fine; what I fear most is going back on their word.
Ding Mo made a "5" gesture.
Song Ning stared at Ding Mo for a few seconds before speaking: "Okay, but this matter can only be known between the two of us."
Ding Mo glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, I don't want to cause trouble for myself either."
After thinking about it carefully, Song Ning realized that Ding Mo was smart enough not to ask her why she needed the gun.
Song Ning regained her previous friendliness, her eyes brightening: "When can you give it to me?"
Ding Mo was just shy a moment ago, but now he's a little afraid of the woman in front of him. She can change her expression in an instant, and what kind of decent person would do this kind of thing?
"One week."
Seeing that Song Ning didn't speak, Ding Mo said anxiously, "This is already the fastest it can be."
Although it would take a while, Song Ning was afraid of pushing Ding Mo too far, so she nodded: "Give me the phone."
Ding Mo paused for two seconds before giving his number.
Song Ning saved the number: "I'll contact you in a week. After dinner, come with me to withdraw the money?"
"You didn't bring it?" Ding Mo asked in surprise.
Song Ning was speechless. She had just thought Ding Mo was clever: "I don't even know how many you want, how am I supposed to bring them?"
"Then you go, I still need to level up. Besides, let's minimize contact." Ding Mo said and then fell silent.
Last time I was ignorant and didn't know this thing was illegal. Now I'm really short of money, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed.
Song Ning laughed out loud: "Okay, then I'll go get it for you. Where's the nearest bank around here?"
"I don't know, let me check for you." Ding Mo felt his pockets but couldn't find it, so he searched around for his phone.
Song Ning pointed to the phone that Ding Mo had moved under the covers: "The phone is there. I'll find the bank myself."
Judging from the looks of it, this kid probably doesn't even have a bank card.
Ding Mo responded with an "Oh".
After finishing her business, Song Ning left without lingering.
After getting in the car, Song Ning asked, "How old is she?"
"Who?" Cheng Yanchu didn't react at first, then said, "I don't know if it's 14 or 15."
"..."
Song Ning felt like she was bullying a child, but she really didn't expect Cheng Yanchu to be dealing with this kind of child.
How did you two meet?
“An online friend. We met while playing games. Later, when I was preparing for the college entrance exam, I asked him to be my game booster.” Cheng Yanchu opened the car window, took out a cigarette, and held it between his fingers.
He wanted to find a game booster, but he couldn't find any kind. At that time, the kid was only 13 or 14 years old, so it was obvious that he was taking care of the kid.
Song Ning said with a hint of teasing, "I never knew you had such a soft side."
Cheng Yanchu ruffled his bangs: "If you're going to praise someone, praise them properly. This tone is really annoying."
Song Ning smiled and said, "Want to have some tea?"
"Aren't you going to avoid suspicion anymore?" Cheng Yanchu flicked open the lighter.
Song Ning glanced at his lighter.
The price of just one lighter is enough to cover the kid's tutoring fees for several months.
Without the money her parents left her, and Shen Yuxiu teaching her how to invest, she would be in the same boat as that child.
Song Ning said nonchalantly, "Fine, don't go then. Just take me back."
After lighting his cigarette, Cheng Yanchu said, "I'll choose the location."
"what ever."
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