"Who are you waiting for?" Mumbai became even more confused.

The LCD TV screen in front of the living room suddenly lit up, and a dark room appeared after flashing twice. Mumbai looked at it in a stare, and the sound of rock music suddenly exploded from the speaker. He covered his ears and saw a child wearing a punk-headed outfit jumping in the center of the camera.

Mumbai complained speechlessly: "This..." He thought Ye Chen would find a very powerful person to come and help, but the appearance of this child was too unexpected.

The child dragged a skeleton-shaped recliner, sat on it and sneered: "Who is this guy who looks like a bamboo pole? Is your taste so heavy?"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and his tone made people marry into the ice cave: "Zhang Xiaofan, don't make me angry."

Zhang Xiaofan swallowed and said, "I understand, boss." Then he turned around and asked Mumbai, "Hey, what's your name?"

He was respectful to Ye Chen, but he still looked like a stinky look to himself, which was very unhappy. Zhang Xiaofan had no good face to Mumbai, and Mumbai was not in the mood to coax a child. He replied coldly: "Mumbai."

"Oh, it's another ice lump, you all look the same." Zhang Xiaofan complained.

Mumbai turned his head and pretended that he hadn't heard his life. Ye Chen poured two cups of tea and gave Mumbai a cup. He leaned against the sofa and drank tea. Green smoke floated on the slightly hot tea. Zhang Xiaofan said again: "Once you become an adult, it means death. Are you old enough to drink hot tea?"

Blue veins emerged from Mumbai's forehead. Is this kid here to find fault?

"Boss?" Mumbai called Ye Chen unbearable, and Ye Chen nodded and said, "Zhang Xiaofan, I sent you a message, work quickly."

"I know, I know, you don't support hackers who don't work, I'll do it right away." Zhang Xiaofan said, rubbing his hair, he lowered his head and pressed the keyboard. Not long after, he raised his head and looked confused: "You want me to invade the surveillance equipment near the vehicle unit? This is a big project!"

"Yeah, hurry up." Ye Chen continued to drink tea.

Zhang Xiaofan glared at Ye Chen with dissatisfaction, but he lowered his head and worked hard. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan being treated obediently by Ye Chen, he admired Ye Chen even more in his heart. Ye Chen was always like this. No matter what the problem was, it would be solved in front of him. He was a powerful person who would make people feel at ease as soon as he appeared.

After the two of them finished a cup of hot tea, Zhang Xiaofan also completed his work. He linked the camera to his computer. It was a video of Old Man Cui being held hostage and walked out of the station. Because the gangsters looked very kind from the surface and pretended to chat with Old Man Cui from time to time, there was no doubt that Old Man Cui was held hostage.

"These guys!" Mumbai's hammered table with gritted teeth.

Ye Chen learned about the past between Mumbai and Old Man Cui. Mumbai has been learning jewelry technology from Old Man Cui since he was a child. The relationship between the two is both a teacher and a friend. Ye Chen is not surprised at all. He looked at the video and asked, "Can you enlarge it a little?" There were two criminals in total, both of them wearing baseball caps. From the video, they can only confirm that both of them are tall and thin, but no facial features are captured. If the video can be enlarged, some other prominent features may be found.

"Yes." Zhang Xiaofan typing on the keyboard, and the video was enlarged several times. The sudden switch caused Ye Chen and Mumbai's eyes to hurt. Mumbai rubbed his eyes with physiological tears and watched the video, and suddenly shouted: "Wait and fall back, fall back!"

Zhang Xiaofan "tsk" and chose to compromise under Ye Chen's oppressive gaze.

The scene of being dumped back is that Old Man Cui is supported by the two of them and walked out of the platform. When he was passing through the door, Old Man Cui shook his hand back, as if he threw something into the trash can.

"What is that?" Mumbai asked, approaching the LCD TV screen.

Zhang Xiaofan kicked his feet suddenly and stepped back a long way. He shouted with a gloomy face: "Who told you to come here suddenly? You are so ugly. Do you want to scare me to death?"

Mumbai's mouth twitched. He wanted to curse, but thinking that he still had to rely on Zhang Xiaofan to find Old Man Cui, he had to suppress his anger and beg Zhang Xiaofan to rewind and see the scene when Old Man Cui just threw something.

"It's a piece of paper." It's not uncommon, but at this time, there might be a message left by Old Man Cui on the discarded paper. After thinking about it, Mumbai planned to go to the platform of that city to look for that piece of paper.

Ye Chen didn't agree very much. It was yesterday's garbage. According to common sense, it had been thrown away by the cleaning staff. But Mumbai insisted on going, so Ye Chen had to let the person go.

After leaving Mumbai, Ye Chen found that Zhang Xiaofan had not turned off the camera on the other side of the LCD screen. He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile: "I suddenly want to go out and have fun."

"No." Ye Chen refused.

Zhang Xiaofan continued to laugh: "I just inform you that your opinions are not important at all." As he said that, the TV screen dimmed, and Ye Chen sighed and said, "One of them is worry-free."

He came to the phone table, found a phone call from the thick address book, and dialed it.

"Hello, is it Chief Xue? I want to borrow someone from you." Ye Chen said slowly to the phone.

The EMU technology of the Celestial Empire is attracting attention in the world, not only because of its amazing mileage, but also because of its speed beyond imagination. Three hours later, Mumbai stood on the platform in the video. He found the trash can according to his memory. The trash can has indeed been cleaned up. Now there is only a thin layer of garbage at the bottom. Mumbai turned on his mobile phone flashlight, tilted his head and shrank his shoulders to look at the garbage in the trash can.

Someone patted his butt from behind, and Mumbai was about to kick it with a sensation. His ominous eyelight was the first to see the offender's appearance clearly. The familiar and obscene look came into view. Mumbai retracted his feet and sighed with the billboard on the trash can.

"Did it dodge?" Zhang Xiaofan asked gloatingly.

Mumbai didn't bother with him, so he turned around and continued to search for the garbage.
Chapter completed!