The first top lady

Chapter 192 Sister Xian's Exposure

Song Yike walked towards Song Yixuan, holding a USB flash drive in his hand, "Sister, can I borrow your computer for a while?"

"Okay." Song Yixuan turned off the game, put the computer on the table, and moved next to He Yunchu, "Give me your phone."

He Yunchu handed his cell phone to Song Yixuan in confusion.

"Luna, you broke the big one! You broke the big one at this critical moment..."

He Yunchu was also playing games.

"Shut up!" Song Yixuan retorted, took out an extremely thin chip from his mobile phone and installed it into He Yunchu's mobile phone.

"What is this?" He Yunchu asked suspiciously.

"Shielding chip." Song Yixuan returned the phone to He Yunchu. "Didn't the mastermind behind this find someone to hack into your phone to determine your location? This chip can prevent others from spying on your location."

Yin Shaojia paid 117's Bai Wuchang to hack into He Yunchu's location, and then told the location to the thugs, who then found He Yunchu accurately.

It was Song Yike who discovered the traces that He Yunchu's phone had been hacked.

Now, Song Yike also discovered, "Sister, your computer has just been hacked."

"Oh." Song Yixuan was not surprised. The hacker should be her online friend Xiaobai. "There's nothing important in the computer anyway."

Mainly because she can't use a computer.

"That's true." Song Yike said mercilessly, "They are all viruses."

Hackers of average skill cannot escape unscathed when they come, and may even bring back some stubborn viruses.

However, Song Yike was surprised to find that this computer virus was so comprehensive that not only did the system not crash, but it ran smoothly.

"Strange." Song Yike said to himself, "Why is it so smooth?"

It doesn't make sense.

This is probably the reason why Chao Jing dares to claim that the computer he developed is the best in the world.

The shielding chip was also developed by Chao Jing. Because the missions performed by 711 are extremely covert, their whereabouts must not be exposed at will.

So when Song Yixuan smashed his cell phone while chasing Kou Shan in Kuluo Mountain, he specially retrieved the shielding chip.

But Song Yixuan now gave the shielding chip to He Yunchu.

"Then what are you going to do?" He Yunchu asked.

"I still have some." Song Yixuan said with a relaxed look.

She just needs to ask Chao Jing for another one. Chao Jing has a lot of good things in his hands. Maybe he has already developed an upgraded version.

He Yunchu was relieved when he heard this answer. "It's just that my identity has been exposed. She will find me again."

I don’t know if hiding here will bring trouble to Song Yixuan.

"So," Song Yixuan looked at He Yunchu and asked solemnly, "Who is she?"

"National service plus sound," He Yunchu said solemnly, emphasizing each word: "Yin, Shao, Jia."

"National costume Jiayin?" Song Yixuan thought of "Jiayin" and suddenly realized: "I'm impersonating you."

"It was done."

Yin Shaojia has been pretending to be someone else for a long time.

"Then it's time to take back everything that belongs to you." Song Yixuan said coldly.

She saw that the protagonists in the novels all said this.

There was no emotion in He Yunchu's eyes, and hesitantly said, "But I don't want to go back to that circle."

Song Yixuan looked at He Yunchu quietly, and suddenly found that he could not see through her thoughts.

"Then don't go back." She smiled, "But she hurt you, we can't just let it go."

He Yunchu curled up a smile and nodded in agreement.

Song Yixuan immediately contacted Han Ming and asked Han Ming to investigate Yin Shaojia.

If Yin Shaojia had not stood in front of Song Yixuan, she would not have let the law judge her so easily.

He Yun arrived in a hurry and did not bring any spare clothes. Song Yitian told her that all the clothes in Song Yixuan's cloakroom were from famous brands.

She didn't care what brand it was.

She just felt that her figure was more similar to Song Yixuan, and Song Yixuan was happy to let her wear it.

"It's really a big name!" He Yunchu was really surprised.

I didn’t expect Song Yixuan also had this hobby of collecting.

He Yunchu picked up a set of casual clothes and was about to change into them when she suddenly found a cardboard box next to the bench. She opened it curiously and took a look. The cover of the book on top instantly caught her attention.

It looked very much like her favorite comic book.

She couldn't help but reach in and pull out the comic.

"'Phantom Night Walk'!" He Yunchu said in surprise, and found two more books in the box.

She knew both the first and second volumes and bought them both.

But why is there a third volume?

"A single copy?"

He Yunchu had been following the subsequent series of this comic, but he never waited until the new book was printed and released.

"Phantom Night Walk" is a comic that came out of nowhere six years ago and became an instant hit, and it still has a place in the comics industry.

It’s a pity that this comic is still being serialized and only two volumes have been released.

What’s even more regrettable is that the comic author – Jiu stopped updating four years ago, and there has been no news about this author or his work since then.

Just as it came into being without warning, it also disappeared without warning.

Many comic fans are still urging for updates under the post.

However, He Yunchu suddenly discovered something wrong.

This third volume doesn't look like it was published, but rather like...

Hand-drawn.

"This is the original manuscript!" He Yunchu turned to the last few pages of the third volume and found that the painting was not finished yet.

It’s really the original manuscript!

She didn't even have time to change her clothes and ran out with three comic books in her arms.

Song Yixuan was being blocked at the kitchen door by Song Yixun and Song Yike. "Oh! I'll just go in and boil some water."

"The kitchen is an important area, sister, you'd better not go in." Song Yixun said.

Song Yi Ke gestured in the direction of the tea table, "Please go over there to make tea. If you want water, we'll make it for you."

They must be afraid that Song Yixuan would blow up or burn the house again.

"Sister, come here for a moment."

Song Yixuan wanted to argue again, but He Yunchu hurriedly dragged him away.

The two brothers showed a look of gratitude.

"Yunchu, how did you learn from them to become so unstable?"

He Yunchu pulled Song Yixuan back to the bedroom, holding the comic in her hand, and asked expectantly, "Sister, how come you have three copies of "Night Walk"? "

Song Yixuan was stunned and thought: It’s over, how did Yunchu find out?

"Ah, this is something I collected..." She felt guilty and didn't dare to look He Yunchu in the eye.

"You're lying. Where did you buy the third copy?" He Yunchu knew that Song Yixuan was going to lie, so he added in time, "There are only two copies on the market. Don't tell me you know the author and bought it from him."

Song Yixuan nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, that's it."

Yunchu really helped me think of a good excuse!

He Yunchu half-closed his eyes, with an expression that showed that he had guessed it long ago.

She turned to the unfinished part of the third volume, placed it upright in front of Song Yizhen, and asked, "Are you buying the unfinished comic book?"

Song Yixuan looked at the drawing so close to him and felt a little regretful.

Yes, she hasn’t finished drawing this story yet.

"You already guessed that I drew it, and you asked me on purpose."

Look at He Yunchu’s smirk, I wonder who he learned it from.

However, she spent a long time with Song Yixuan these two days.

After receiving Song Yixuan's personal admission, He Yunchu immediately took her arm and said sincerely, "Good sister, when will you update? I really like this comic very much."

Song Yizhen sighed.

She knew she couldn't show up, otherwise half of her readers would definitely send her razor blades.

The other half of the readers will be like He Yunchu, frantically urging for updates.

Under normal circumstances, she would be so happy that she would fly away when she heard He Yunchu calling her "good sister".

"Did you know that this comic thread already has two million followers? Everyone is waiting for your update. Aren't you not busy lately? Stop blowing up the kitchen and update the comic."

He Yunchu can not only urge for updates online, but also on-site.

"Yunchu, you have changed." Song Yixuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

He Yunchu laughed dryly and said, "I'm just an ordinary reader."

It should be normal to ask for updates.

Who made the author stop updating?

"How about this, I say, you draw." Song Yixuan suddenly had an idea, "Aren't you studying painting? It's a perfect match for your major."

"But what I like is your painting style and brushwork."

It is precisely because He Yunchu studied painting that one can see how superb the painting skills of the author of this comic are.

Most readers read comics just to read the story or look at the characters.

But the reason why "Night Walk" became popular is not only its storyline and character creation, but also its writing style.

Many people who learn to paint use this comic as a template, and university teachers even use this comic to explain brushwork and techniques.

It can be said that its artistry far exceeds its entertainment value.

Song Yixuan held his forehead helplessly.

Sometimes being too capable is not a good thing.

Song Yixuan evaded the question by saying, "I'll paint when I have time."

He Yunchu pressed on, "Then when are you free? Aren't you free now?"

Song Yixuan finally understood what it felt like to be chased for more updates.

"Yunchu, I have a painting of "Xiaoxiang Tu" here. Please help me copy it and I will hang it on the wall." Song Yixuan forced the painting into He Yunchu's hands.

I just moved into a new house and the walls are relatively empty.

It’s just right to find something for He Yunchu to do, otherwise she would always be asking for updates.

“Then you have to paint too.”

"Okay, okay, I'll go draw it right away."

Song Yixuan turned around and found that He Yunchu was staring at him, so he had to withdraw his steps towards the door and returned to the bedroom.

"It's over. I'm being targeted." She paced back and forth in the room.

She had been an agent for so many years, but she had never been so panicked when being targeted by the enemy.

"No, I have to hide outside for two days." Song Yixuan climbed out from the balcony and walked to the door carefully.

If she were discovered by He Yunchu, she wouldn't be able to escape.

“Beep—”

“Beep—”

The doorbell rang suddenly, startling Song Yixuan.

Who is it? Why do you have to come at this time?

It's so tactless.

She cursed in a low voice in annoyance and walked to the side with her body crouched down.

Since I can't go through the door, I'll just climb over the wall.

"Who is it?" He Yunchu's voice came, and then he walked into the yard, "I'm here."

She was about to open the door when she caught a glimpse of someone next to her. She turned around and saw it was Song Yixuan.

"Sister?" He Yunchu was puzzled. "What are you doing?"

Song Yixuan straightened up, turned around stiffly, looked at the large empty space in front of him, and laughed dryly: "This is because the yard is relatively empty, so I plan to plant two trees. Cherry, how about a cherry tree? And plant a pomegranate tree. It will be bright red and beautiful, don't you think?"

He Yunchu smiled and opened the door first.

I don’t know what her sister is going crazy about again.

"Master!" Ji Zezhou shouted impatiently when he saw that it was He Yunchu who opened the door.

It seems that what Xu Che said was right, the master is really here.

He Yunchu quickly stepped back.

Ji Zezhou stepped forward excitedly, grabbed He Yunchu's arm and said, "Master, it's really you! I knew it was you. I finally found you."

Song Yixuan hurried over, pushed Ji Zezhou away, stood in front of He Yunchu, and asked coldly: "Who are you? Do you believe that I will beat you up?" She clenched her fists and threatened.

"I'm here to look for my master. She is my master." Ji Zezhou suddenly found that Song Yixuan looked familiar. "Oh, we've met before, at the gate of Linhang No. 7 Middle School. You also complained about my sports car."

"No impression!" Song Yixuan said coldly. He turned to look at He Yunchu, his voice softened, and asked, "Is he really your disciple?"

Although He Yunchu didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it now.

"Yes."

"elder brother!"

Song Yixuan turned around and saw Xu Che running over. "He is your brother?"

Ji Zezhou explained: "Yes, we are cousins."

Song Yixuan suddenly realized that it was Xu Che who told Ji Zezhou the secret.

The "undercover" was always by her side, but she, an anti-detection agent, didn't even notice it.

Since Ji Zezhou can afford a sports car, it means his family is not bad. Xu Che grew up in the Ji family, so his life should not be bad either.

It seems that she was wrong before.

In the living room, He Yunchu sat back at the table and continued to copy "Xiaoxiang Tu".

Ji Zezhou sat on the sofa, looked up at He Yunchu who was painting slowly by the window, and became more and more anxious.

He glanced at his watch and said, "I have another friend who will be here soon."

Song Yixuan crossed his legs, glanced at Xu Che, and said, "Go play with them."

"Oh," Xu Che paused, realizing that Song Yixuan wanted him to avoid her, "Okay."

After Xu Che left, only Ji Zezhou and Song Yixuan were left sitting face to face, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

"She is really my master." Ji Zezhou emphasized again, fearing that Song Yixuan would drive him away.

"I'm here." Feng Yanhui came hurriedly, carrying two boxes of gifts in her hands.

He was one step slower than Ji Zezhou because he was buying things.

Ji Zezhou walked over and asked, "Why are you here just now?"

"I'm here to buy something." Feng Yanhui glanced at Ji Zezhou, who had nothing in his hands, "You came here empty-handed."

"......Ah." Ji Zezhou said.

In terms of social skills, he is indeed not as good as Feng Yanhui.

He Yunchu raised his head and looked towards the door, meeting Feng Yanhui's searching gaze.

"Long time no see!" He Yunchu said calmly.

"long time no see!"

They were once teammates and comrades-in-arms.

Feng Yanhui wanted to go find He Yunchu, but just as she raised her foot, she heard a voice coming from another direction.

"This is my home. Although you are looking for Yunchu, the gift must belong to me." Song Yixuan put down his crossed legs, walked over slowly, and deliberately deepened his smile after speaking.

Feng Yanhui looked in the direction of the voice and her eyes fell on Song Yixuan's face. She suddenly froze in place, staring in a trance.