Three won, one show.
This ti Xiaofan has a headache.
It's not about Xiaofan having to choose, that's simply not a question of choice. Just half an hour ago, he had been engaged in so flirtatious actions with Chen i'Er, and now facing Liu Siyan, he felt a sense of guilt.
"Are you Xiaofan's girlfriend? I like Xiaofan, please don't stop us from being together, okay?"
The even more troubleso matter still occurred. Xiaofan had no idea how to respond now.
Liu Siyan looked at Xiaofan, confused, then glanced at this cute little sister in front of her. What on earth is going on?
"Little sister, you..."
"Don't call little sister, my na is Ren Ling, and I'm your senior in the second year. Now I'm already living with Xiaofan," Ren Ling said seriously.
"Xiaofan...this..." Liu Siyan was even more at a loss.
"Ignore her, just a brain-dead fan." Xiaofan said irritably.
"Oh." Liu Siyan responded, then sat down on the sofa.
The atmosphere at the scene was particularly bizarre. No one spoke, and no one knew what to say. Even Xiaofan was in a state of jealous embarrassnt.
'Knock knock knock.'
At this mont, there was another knock on the door.
"Xiaofan, are you ho? Why can't I get through to your phone?" Li Kuo's voice shouted from outside the door.
Upon hearing the voice, Liu Siyan got up to open the door.
When Li Kuo saw Liu Siyan for the first ti, his eyes almost popped out.
"Wow. You, you, you, hello. My na is Li Kuo, a freshman this year." Li Kuo stamred to greet Liu Siyan.
"Hello. Liu Siyan."
"Liu Siyan? Oh, you are the beauty the old class monitor ntioned. The one Xiaofan wanted to pursue in high school."
And upon hearing Li Kuo say this in the living room, Xiaofan internally gave this guy a thumbs up; he ca at the right ti, breaking the awkwardness and offering a perfect assist.
"Wow wow, Xiaofan, what's going on with you? The beauties visiting your place are prettier one after another!" Li Kuo said, stunned by the beautiful scene.
"What's going on?" Xiaofan promptly asked to avoid continuing this topic.
"Oh, there's sothing going on over there."
"Over there? Red Butterfly?"
With that, Xiaofan imdiately got up, ran back to the room, and opened the computer.
Xiaofan's expression gave several won a pause, wondering what could make him so serious.
Li Kuo quickly followed. The two of them were tapping on the keyboard noisily in the room, doing sothing unknown.
"I told you not to touch the Red Butterfly at ho, it could really be dangerous and implicate family too," Xiaofan sternly said while connecting the computer.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm very familiar with their counter-tracking. With my skills, it's simply impossible for them to catch ," Li Kuo said confidently, then quickly input a bunch of domain nas and hit enter, successfully entering the main page of Red Butterfly.
"We have only three minutes. I've linked the signal to a bird. Within three minutes, we need to solve their puzzle," Li Kuo continued.
"Okay, hurry up," Xiaofan said seriously.
With Xiaofan's command, Li Kuo clicked on a link on the main page, and a brand new page appeared. Li Kuo continued to operate.
"Here are their assassin's distributed tasks. This is a task they just took the morning before yesterday. Assassinate a high-ranking official in the Capital City Supervision Bureau: Ye Dahe."
"What?" Xiaofan's face suddenly changed, staring at Li Kuo in shock.
"What's wrong?"
"Ye Dahe is my uncle—the assassination has already started, just yesterday, poisoning," Xiaofan said seriously.
"..." Upon hearing this, Li Kuo did not imdiately respond but continued to click the connection with the mouse and slowly said: "This is today's mission report. thod, poison. Mission failed. Loss of one hundred thousand RMB."
Indeed, the report above was quite similar to what happened yesterday. In other words, Li Kuo did find their main contact site. With that, controlling their movents becos much easier.
"Then what's their next plan or thod?"
"Here," Li Kuo said, opening another page.
"What's this?" Seeing that a strange pattern appeared on the main page, with many blanks and scattered text symbols, Xiaofan couldn't tell what it was: "Don't tell this is what you call a password."
"It is a password, and it's like our Chinese crossword puzzle. But these characters are in Japanese."
Japanese? The hopage of the Red Butterfly organization is surprisingly using Japanese to solve the puzzle. Does that an the one acting this ti understands Japanese? Or do they actually belong to Japan?
Putting aside this thought, what Xiaofan needs to do now is solve these puzzles. But...
The two stared at each other for a while, doing nothing.
"Solve it," Xiaofan continued.
"I don't understand Japanese. If you translate all these sentences, you can't solve it in three minutes," Li Kuo said troubled.
"Damn it. Break it sentence by sentence, as much as you can," Xiaofan said lightly.
"Okay. The first sentence, this symbol. Orchard under Mount Fuji?"
"What nonsense, who the hell has ever been to Mount Fuji? And what's planted under the mountain?" Xiaofan said angrily.
"How about entering apple orchard first? After all, Fuji apples are quite famous," Li Kuo said slowly.
"Wait. Copy all these questions first. Three minutes are almost up. We need to solve them slowly."
Fortunately, Xiaofan was quick to react. Li Kuo imdiately copied the puzzle, then cut out the crossword blanks. Then Li Kuo quickly connected the signal to the transmitter installed on the bird and shut down the computer.
However, after doing all this, the two still stared at each other. They hadn't been to Japan. Even if they could translate on the computer, how could they solve those questions?
"Let's find soone to help," Li Kuo blurted out. It was a helpless last resort.
"Who to find? Aren't you a top student at Capital University?" Xiaofan asked blankly.
"Please, my major is electronic computers. What does that have to do with Japan? Top students aren't omnipotent, okay?"
"Is there anyone you know at your school who's good at this aspect?" Xiaofan asked again.
"Our school? Those three won outside your room are from our school.
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