Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

The night was as dark as ink, and the salty sea breeze carried the low roar of the waves.

The massive silhouettes of the two transport helicopters hugged the coastline, almost blending into the surging tide line.

On the rocky shore, a lone figure was running at full speed, waving a military-grade high-powered flashlight with all his might, his long hair stretched into a straight black line by the strong wind.

The helicopter responded with rhythmic flashing lights.

The lead aircraft tilted slightly to the side, and the powerful downwash instantly flattened a patch of bushes, swirling sand and water droplets into a violent vortex.

The man guiding the way had to crouch down and cover his face with his arm, but the beam of light in his hand remained firmly fixed on the designated landing point.

The heavy landing gear of the two Z-8L helicopters touched the ground one after the other.

Before the hatch was fully open, fully armed figures poured out like a flowing river. Tactical helmets gleamed coldly in the dim light, their guns pointed at their respective sectors, moving silently and swiftly.

The long-haired man turned off his flashlight and quickly ran to the commander:

"Quick, over there, come with me."

.......

Meanwhile, inside the abandoned warehouse.

Qin Heming remained calm, but took a half step forward, firmly blocking Jiang Yin behind him, leaving her only a shoulder-width to observe.

His smile remained unchanged: "Uncle Maolin, it seems the ship on the high seas is quite large, and it even has a helicopter landing pad."

"That's right, it's the same ship from 'Operation Pupil Temptation' back then. Looks like you're going to be revisiting this old haunt." Yu Maolin chuckled to himself.

Qin Heming said calmly:

"How can you be so sure this is the helicopter that came to pick you up? If you ask me, is it mine?"

Yu Maolin's brows and eyes relaxed, and his expression became more relaxed:

"Heming, don't be stubborn even when you're about to die. There's something I forgot to ask you: you blew up the lab, didn't you?"

"Yes," Qin Heming said frankly, "Strictly speaking, it was me and Yinyin who blew it up together."

"Good, that's impressive." Yu Maolin gave a thumbs up. "Getting two geniuses at once, this trip was definitely worthwhile!"

"You two get ready to come with me. Don't worry, I'll soak your brains in a high-grade culture medium and place them side by side."

Then, he turned to Chen Mo and said, "Tie them both up, and we'll go out and catch the plane."

"What about the one who's lying unconscious on the ground?" Chen Mo asked, looking down.

Without hesitation, Yu Maolin said, "That's useless. Just throw it into the sea when we go out."

Chen Mo nodded and gestured for the people present to take action.

"Wait a minute. What's the rush? Uncle Maolin, let's make a bet?" Qin Heming raised his hand to stop him and said loudly:

"Why don't we wait here? If it's your people who come, Yinyin and I will obediently go with you."

He chuckled softly, then looked up again:

"If you are one of my men, please lay down your weapons and surrender."

"Young man, don't be so arrogant. I have so many guns here, even if they're your men, I can still shoot you dead first." Yu Maolin raised his voice, pointing his finger in the air.

Qin Heming's gaze was calm as he looked directly at Yu Maolin:

"So, what is Uncle Maolin afraid of? Just wait a moment, and the answer will be revealed soon."

Just then, a commotion broke out outside.

Yu Maolin immediately perked up his ears, before he could even arrange for Lu Xun to go out and investigate.

A subordinate rushed in, bloodied and disheveled, screaming:

"Boss! Everything outside is ruined! Our guns...they won't fire! The people getting off the helicopter are their men!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Maolin glared at Qin Heming and Jiang Yin with bloodshot eyes and roared fiercely:

"Shoot! Kill them! Kill them all!"

Jiang Yin instinctively drew her gun, but Qin Heming grabbed her wrist and whispered, "No rush."

Hu Chen and the others reflexively pulled the triggers, but all they received in response was a hollow and eerie "click" sound.

Everyone stared in astonishment as they examined the weapons; the warehouse was deathly silent.

Qin Heming stood relaxed, his voice clear:

"No need to look anymore. The firing pins of all your guns have been replaced with special ceramic parts that will shatter upon impact."

Yu Maolin let out a beast-like growl, and his right hand suddenly tore open his shirt, revealing a silver compact pistol in his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, he locked his gun firmly onto Qin Heming, who stood silently like a mountain in front of Jiang Yin.

"Qin Heming, I'll kill you first!!"

At the very instant he roared and pulled the trigger—

Jiang Yin, who was standing a shoulder-width to Qin Heming's right rear, had already entered that absolutely cold "formula world".

In her eyes, there was no Qin Heming's broad back, only the angle of Yu Maolin's gun muzzle, the expected speed of the gunpowder explosion, Qin Heming's stationary coordinates... and the "solution" that extended from her gun muzzle, bypassed Qin Heming's shoulder line, and intersected with that death trajectory at a certain point in the air.

Qin Heming, standing in front of her, remained completely still.

He simply looked at Yu Maolin calmly, as if admiring the other's final act of madness.

He entrusted his life and death without reservation to the bullet trajectory she had calculated.

A shot rang out.

Bang—! Ding!!!

After a loud bang, there was a sharp metallic clang that pierced the eardrums!

The bullet fired by Yu Maolin, on its trajectory toward Qin Heming's heart, was precisely struck head-on by another bullet that seemed to have emerged from a rift in spacetime!

Sparks exploded.

The two violent kinetic energies collided and annihilated in mid-air, twisting the warhead into an ugly mass of metal debris that fell helplessly to Qin Heming's feet.

Qin Heming didn't even look down.

He simply gave Yu Maolin, whose pupils were unfocused and who looked as if struck by lightning, a cold and pitying smile.

At the very instant the metal debris hit the ground, the sound of the impact still echoing between the warehouse beams and pillars—

On the ground, Tang Ning, who had been forgotten by everyone and was "unconscious," moved.

His movements were silent, yet defied logic in their speed.

The arms, which were tied behind the back, first shrank inward in a strange way, and the shoulder blades made two very soft "click" sounds.

The plastic straps were still tightly wrapped around his wrists, but with the instantaneous shift of his arm bones, the restraints became useless.

Immediately afterwards, he curled his right index finger and ran it across the torn fabric of his shirt on his chest—a slight pain, as if his skin had been pierced, and a slightly cold sensation came from his fingertip.

A ceramic blade, as thin as a willow leaf and stained with his own blood, popped out from a miniature package he had previously embedded under the skin of his collarbone and fell into his palm.

He didn't waste a fraction of a second cutting the plastic tape; instead, he used the momentum of his side roll to push off the ground with both legs!

He moved like a streak of gray light, lunging at Yu Maolin, who was still frozen in place, clutching an empty gun, his expression one of utter despair.

Before Yu Maolin could react in his extreme shock, Tang Ning had already thrown herself into his arms. Her right hand, stained with blood, flashed a blade towards Yu Maolin's collar!

"Sizzle—"

The blade precisely sliced ​​open the inside of Yu Maolin's suit jacket collar, tearing through the lining.

Almost simultaneously, Tang Ning grabbed the blood-stained strip of shirt he had torn from Yu Maolin's body with his left hand. Without even looking at it, relying on his intuition and experience, he grabbed Yu Maolin's mouth and tied the strip of cloth tightly behind his head, the cloth sinking deep between his teeth!

Preventing suicide by biting or poisoning – standard wartime prisoner control procedures.

The entire process, from shrinking his bones to break free of his restraints to leaping and locking his mouth, took only two or three seconds.

Only then did Tang Ning forcefully knee Yu Maolin in the lower back, knocking him to the ground.

He pressed Yu Maolin's head firmly to the ground with one hand, panting heavily:

"You dare say I'm useless? I'll kill you!!"

Only then did the other stunned enemies in the warehouse react, but it was too late.

A loud explosion came from the rooftop as rappelling occurred. Fully armed special forces soldiers stormed in from multiple directions and instantly subdued all the gunmen holding "dud" weapons.

Qin Heming walked up to Yu Maolin, who was pinned to the ground with bloodshot eyes, and squatted down:

"Uncle Maolin, you're wrong. Genius isn't a resource, it's a spark. And my mission is to protect that spark, to let it illuminate where it should."

"As for you, you will live, vomit everything you have to vomit. Then you will stand in the dock and hear your crimes in person."