Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

She groped her way out of bed, but almost tripped.

Just then, the ward door was pushed open with a bang, and Dazhuang rushed in:

"He's alive! The surgery was a success, he survived!"

Jiang Yin stared blankly at him, watching his lips move, but her ears were ringing and she couldn't hear anything.

Seeing her dazed expression, Dazhuang strode over, patted her shoulder forcefully, and whispered in her ear:

"The surgery was a success, he pulled through!"

The words "surgery successful" finally pierced through the barrier and entered her ears.

Jiang Yin pointed tremblingly at the team member standing at the door, his face streaked with tears: "Why...why is he crying?"

The team member, with red eyes and his hands tightly clasped together, choked out, "I...I'm so excited..."

Jiang Yin's legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground, but Da Zhuang caught her.

A belated, trembling feeling, like surviving a catastrophe, began at the fingertips and quickly spread throughout the body.

She wanted to laugh, but tears welled up in her eyes first.

"He's still alive, that's good..."

At this moment, Yu Haiquan strode in, a look of relief on his face.

He gestured for Jiang Yin to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing this, Dazhuang and the other team member quickly retreated and closed the door behind them.

Yu Haiquan gave Jiang Yin some time to calm down. He rubbed his face as well, his voice still tinged with fear:

"That was close... His spleen was ruptured to grade three. His blood pressure was almost undetectable when he entered the operating room; he almost didn't make it. This kid is incredibly resilient."

"What?" Jiang Yin stopped wiping her tears and looked up abruptly. "Are there any other injuries? Will there be any long-term effects?"

"Four broken ribs, minor hemopneumothorax, and concussion. Not life-threatening, but quite painful. I'll need to stay in bed for a month, and then I'll need to rest and recuperate for a while afterward."

Seeing Jiang Yin's solemn expression, he immediately added, "If she takes good care of herself, there won't be any aftereffects."

Jiang Yin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

Afterwards, she regained her composure and began to think about the accident.

"Have you found out what happened?" she asked Yu Haiquan.

"We've found out." Yu Haiquan nodded. "It wasn't part of the main operation; it was more like... a 'black swan event.'"

"Oh?" Jiang Yin frowned.

"You don't need to worry about this for now. The accident will be packaged as a regular car crash. We'll settle things all at once when the time is right," Yu Haiquan waved his hand.

"Right now, the more important thing is the 'Yellow Bird Plan'."

"So, the operation can continue?" Jiang Yin reacted quickly.

"Yes, there's no turning back once the arrow is released." Yu Haiquan said calmly, "Just treat this as an unexpected incident. Everything will proceed as planned, and you can return to your normal life."

"I didn't let Tang Ning come back; I let him continue his activities out of town as originally planned. We need to create the illusion that 'everything is normal' for our target." Yu Haiquan calmly began the next step of the plan:

"However, it's understandable that you're a little traumatized after just being at the scene of a car accident. You can rest at home for a couple of days before going back to work; that would be more natural. You can leave now; I'll arrange for Dazhuang to take you."

I got home and lay down on the bed.

Jiang Yin was exhausted. The night had been filled with extreme joy and sorrow, and her emotions had been like a rollercoaster ride. She was really struggling to cope.

In my hazy state, I heard my phone vibrate softly.

She barely opened her eyes and saw a message from Qin Se: "Mom, Dad is away on a business trip. Great-Grandma took me to Grandma's house."

She forced herself to reply: "Mom knows, SeSe must be good."

Then, with a loosening of his finger, the phone slipped off his pillow, and he fell into a deep sleep.

.......

Lin Xiyue and Ding Meiyu did not sleep all night.

I've been searching for information online.

Perhaps because it was late at night, there were only scattered private posts online: it seemed there had been a major car accident on a certain section of road, and the traffic police had closed the road for quite some time...

The official announcement wasn't broadcast until 6 a.m., during the morning news broadcast on television.

A serious traffic accident occurred at the intersection of Honggang Road. Preliminary investigation indicates the collision was caused by two vehicles speeding and attempting to jaywalk. Both drivers sustained serious injuries and are hospitalized in critical condition. Traffic police remind all drivers to obey traffic regulations and drive cautiously.

Upon seeing the report, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Since the incident had been classified as a regular traffic accident, there would be no further investigation.

Ding Meiyu was getting on in years, and once she knew everything was alright, she felt relieved and couldn't stay awake any longer, so she went back to her room to sleep.

Lin Xiyue, however, was wide awake.

After failing to win the bid, she poured all her energy back into the two industrial drones.

Two days ago, she asked Qin Heming to help her contact experts to check the quality of the product, and the appointment was scheduled for this afternoon.

She looked closely at the shiny, swollen bump on her forehead in the mirror. If Qin Heming asked, it would be difficult to explain.

Besides, she's in such a bad mood right now that she doesn't want to see anyone, let alone work.

But he just failed in the bidding and now he has to turn down a job... Although Qin Heming didn't say anything about the bidding failure, does he think he's not ambitious enough?

After struggling repeatedly, she finally dialed Qin Heming's number at eight o'clock in the morning.

A cold, mechanical female voice came through the receiver: "The number you dialed is currently switched off..."

Lin Xiyue frowned and hung up: Heming never turns off his phone except when he's flying. I haven't heard anything about him going on business trips lately.

She hesitated for a moment, then dialed Huang Wei's number: "Secretary Huang, is President Qin... in the company?"

"President Qin made an emergency flight to Africa in the early hours of the morning. A tantalum-niobium mine there collapsed, burying people inside," Huang Wei's voice came through the microphone.

Lin Xiyue frowned, her tone slightly somber: "Why didn't you tell me sooner after something like this happened?"

"...I'm sorry, Miss Lin, I thought Mr. Qin would tell you about something this important himself." Huang Wei sensed the displeasure in her voice and lowered his tone.

Lin Xiyue suddenly came to her senses: "Oh, he might have sent a message, but I didn't notice."

After hanging up the phone, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief: This is good, at least we don't have to meet.

.......

At noon, Jian Tingyun was dropped off on the side of a busy street, and the car that brought him there drove away quickly.

The sunlight was dazzling, the streets were bustling with traffic, and the noise of people filled the air.

People around me walked briskly, some slowly, some quickly, everything as usual.

He sat down on the steps in front of a bank.

Last night's events replayed in my mind: being tackled, handcuffed, blindfolded, pushed into a car, and taken to a cold, windowless concrete room...

Everything happened so fast that he didn't even have time to be afraid.

The interrogation lasted all night, and he honestly confessed everything he knew.

He had only one thought in his mind: as long as he was good to Jiang Yin, he would do anything.

He didn't care at all whether he would be restricted from leaving the country or be wiretapped.

What followed was a long wait.

He guessed that the interrogators were verifying information.

Later, the interrogators returned and told him, "The situation has been verified; you acted in good faith. But please don't follow them in the future, as it will interfere with our work."

He nodded, promising to obey orders absolutely.

This was followed by the signing of numerous documents, several of which were confidentiality agreements.

As expected, he was restricted from leaving the country, and the lifting of the restriction will be announced later.

He didn't ask whether he was being monitored.

It doesn't matter. As long as it's good for Jiang Yin's safety, what's a little price to pay?

But at this moment, an inexplicable emotion lingered in my heart.

He had expected to be detained for at least a few days, but how could the interrogators confirm that he was harmless in such a short time?

The thought that it was as if a pair of eyes were watching his every move from the shadows made him feel like he had a thorn in his side.

On my phone was a message from Li Tianmu: Holy crap, the Qin family's mine in Africa collapsed, burying a lot of people. He flew there at dawn.

Looking at the messages on his phone, and recalling the resolute black silhouette of the SUV last night, a strange thought that he had been deliberately suppressing resurfaced:

Does Qin Heming really not know Jiang Yin's true identity?