Chapter 2133 - 2135: The Mysterious Chip

Chapter 2133: Chapter 2135: The Mysterious Chip

An inconspicuous car repair shop, Qi Fang parked the car at the entrance, stepped forward and knocked on the tightly closed roller shutter door. Soon, the door gradually opened, and Qi Fang slipped inside and pulled down the roller shutter door.

Ignoring the mess of repair tools, he headed straight to the back room, pulled the trigger on the wall, which opened up another space behind it. He walked in.

"You’re here!" A man clutching a cup of instant noodles appeared before him like a ghost.

A strong sour odor hit him directly, causing Qi Fang to take two steps back. He raised his eyes to look at the man, noting his panda-like dark eyes, hair messy like a bird’s nest, scraggly beard, and clothes akin to pickled vegetables—the source of the sour smell.

Qi Fang felt repulsed, covering his nose, he said, "How many days have you not showered? You could grow fleas at this rate."

The man snorted coldly, slurped the noodles into his mouth, took two sips of soup, and threw the empty box into the trash can, saying, "Who should I thank for this? And you disdain me now!" Qi Fang laughed, "I’m not asking you to decrypt day and night."

"Sure, you just know that I’ll persevere no matter how hard it gets. No eating, drinking, or sleeping until I crack it," the man sneered.

"Your hard work is commendable." Qi Fang wanted to pat his shoulder, but seeing the pickle-like appearance, he withdrew his hand and said, "Didn’t you challenge another limit just now? How is it, what’s the chip about?"

The man before him was Qi Fang’s friend Cantou, a hacker. Ostensibly a car repairer and modifier, he was actually a well-known hacker in the field.

Cantou gestured towards his table. "See for yourself, I’m going to sleep!"

He only handled decryption; once done, the rest wasn’t his concern.

Qi Fang knew his habits and wasn’t bothered by his attitude. With a wave of his hand, he walked over, hearing snores from the bed behind before reaching the table.

He must be truly exhausted!

Qi Fang shook his head, without a hint of pity or gratitude. A strong friendship doesn’t require such pretentious words.

In front of the table, the wall was lined with numerous computer screens, each displaying different scenes. One of them showed surveillance footage from all around the repair shop.

Looking at the table, it was also filled with precise instruments. Without touching them, Qi Fang seated himself, placed his hand on the mouse, and clicked open the flashing laptop screen. What it displayed made him momentarily pause.

Qi Fang read through it, his thumb rubbing against his chin, his eyebrows knitting together.

No wonder the encryption was so complex, taking Cantou days to crack. If this content gets out, it could cause endless turmoil, right?

Recorded above were lists of agents and spies from various countries, including several from their own country. Moreover, their identities were quite high-profile; one was even someone Qi Fang knew. Was that person a spy? He seemed like a philanthropic good guy.

How was this list compiled? What was that woman’s identity, and what was the purpose of this chip?

Qi Fang’s mind spun rapidly. It must be said, the woman was right in one thing: this thing, in anyone’s possession, would be trouble, a big problem indeed.

Now, this big problem was in Qi Fang’s hands.

Qi Fang thought for a moment, opened another interface on the computer, and his nimble fingers tapped on the keyboard. Before long, another document appeared on the computer screen, and the photo on the data was unmistakably Ye Shuilan.