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Qin Ruan could only understand a few of the densely packed texts with different shapes on the screen.

The hottest post is from the United States, ranking first.

Title——【Blonde Beauty Slave, Gender, Male, One Million Dollars, Fast Forward! 】

The fifth post is from North England, with the title - [Top star large-scale video, Clarence, Helena, Anita and other stars. 】

The first two stars are names that Qin Ruan knows, and they are all movie stars who are popular all over the world.

Clarence, an American-born Hollywood actor, is well known to audiences all over the world with one starring film, and a series of films and TV shows he has participated in have received good reviews.

He was voted the sexiest man in the world by People magazine and is very popular all over the world as one of the ten most handsome stars.

Helena, born in North England, has a beautiful appearance and a sexy body, young, beautiful and very talented.

She is very popular with young men and women all over the world and is an idol for many people. She is an actress, a model, a singer, a philanthropist, etc.

The identity and background of these two people have certain influence in their respective countries.

Qin Ruan frowned, tilted her head to focus on Ke Yiming, and asked earnestly, "Is the content marked above true?"

Ke Yiming nodded: "It's true. If there is a fake transaction, the black mandala network will be held accountable, and the consequences will be unbearable for everyone."

Qin Ruan's pale lips pursed slightly and continued to pay attention to the information on the display.

There is also a post below, which is a word she knows.

It comes from China, the title - [Five million will help you solve all troubles, with a gun pattern made of characters on the back. 】

There was also a post that seemed to be from a remote ancient country, which caught Qin Ruan's attention.

She couldn't decipher the content of the title, and two words were marked in the American language - dismemberment.

Seeing these two words in the eyes, people can't help but feel a chill on the back and a chill on the soles of the feet.

This is an open and honest way of treating people as items of trade, selling videos of celebrities that are not known to outsiders, and buying and selling murders.

The word "dismemberment" in the last post may be the surface meaning.

Qin Ruan's face was relaxed and calm, and her brows showed seriousness and solemnity. She pointed to the message from China and asked Ke Yiming, "Can you enter through this entrance?"

Ke Yiming: "No, all the latest information on this can only be accessed by members."

Hearing the result, Qin Ruan was not disappointed, but he was more impressed by this website.

"How do you find the traces of He Nianzhen on this website?"

Ke Yiming snapped his fingers and said proudly, "It's very simple, Aunt He was sold more than ten years ago..."

When it comes to selling characters, he turned his head to look at him, and stood behind him, the silent father.

Seeing that his face was not angry, he continued: "Aunt He went to North England more than ten years ago, and the content of the information at that time is likely to be published on the domestic forum of the Black Mandala Network.

The most important thing is that after so long, those contents no longer need members. We just need to find the key information and sift through them one by one, and we will definitely find it! "

Ke Yiming was very confident, with the bright smile of a young man on his face, and he didn't look like someone who was about to be scared to death by Puppet.

He may not have imagined that such a website exists in the world and brings people a great threat.

Qin Ruan only felt that the smile on Ke Yiming's face was a little harsh.

She asked abruptly, "What did you experience in the room before? Why didn't Tai Xing hurt you? I heard you and the old lady screaming downstairs, and it didn't seem right."

He was pulled back to his room by Qin Ruan in an instant, and the smile on Ke Yiming's face disappeared completely due to the threat of Tai Xing's puppet's memory.

His body was trembling slightly, his face was tense, and he whispered: "Actually, that's not the sound I made."

Qin Ruan tapped his fingertips on the computer table, and the rhythmic tapping sound made people feel an inexplicable pressure.

When Ke Yiming was about to sweat on her head, she asked aloud, "Is Tai Xing disguised?"

Ke Yiming sat obediently like a primary school student, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yes, he said that he had been following me before. I only saw his existence on the day I met your sister on the Tongcha flyover. He knew that you had the ability and kept pestering me."

Seeing that Ke Yiming was like a withered grass, and his whole body was full of anxiety, Qin Ruan thought to himself that he looked like a child.

She glanced at the time calmly, and said to him, "Understood, you quickly solve He Nianzhen's matter. I have children waiting at home, so there is no time to delay."

Ke Zhibin and Ke Yiming, their father and son, stared at Qin Ruan in disbelief.

"you have children?"

"You actually gave birth to a child?!"

The father and son spoke in unison, and the stimulation was not small.

Qin Ruan raised the ring on his hand that was put on by the third master himself: "I'm married."

The voice was calm, and there was no ostentation in the slightest.

Ke Yiming covered his heart, feeling that his heart was broken.

After so many years, he finally found the goddess and was informed that other men had taken the lead. How could he accept it.

Before he really started to pursue it, he had already fallen out of love.

Ke Zhibin slapped Qin Ruan on the head for fear of annoyed Qin Ruan when he saw the appearance of his younger son.

"Stinky boy, don't make a fool of yourself here, get down to business!"

Ke Yiming covered his head and said with tears on his face, "Dad, am I your own?"

"I picked it up!"

Ke Zhibin was almost enraged by his younger son, and kept telling himself that it was his own, his own, so he had to hold back.

He turned around Ke Yiming's head, shifted his son's eyes that were staring at Qin Ruan, and urged in a deep voice, "Hurry up and find what your Auntie He left on it, and the matter will be resolved early, and I have to pick up your Auntie. go home."

Thinking that He Nianzhen was dead, Ke Yiming stopped playing tricks and focused all his attention on the computer screen in front of him.

It may be that he was too emotional, his little finger touched the fingerprint recognition mouse on the side, and directly clicked into an entrance marked with red text.

A huge window popped up on the computer screen, and the scene in the eyes of the three people was a simple European-style room with dim lighting on a marble floor in black and white tones.

In front of the long table shown on the screen, there were six people with black masks, all dressed in black robes, and could not distinguish between male and female.

...

At the same time, in Beijing, a monitoring department.

"Boss! Something big happened!!"

Sitting in front of several precision instruments, a young man in uniform discovered a piece of information that had penetrated into a certain power organization through professional skills.

After confirming that the information was accurate, he stood up and exclaimed.

Getting up too anxiously, the seat behind him was brought down to the ground, making a banging sound.

The middle-aged man with a strong tea cup stuck his head out of the office and asked with a tired face, "What's the roar, what's wrong with my ears?"