Mo Ling arrived quickly, a little faster than usual.
Upon seeing Song Qiao, he skipped the unnecessary pleasantries.
"What is it?" he asked directly.
Song Qiao produced the USB drive Shi Furen had given her and explained the situation to Mo Ling.
Mo Ling was equally surprised upon hearing this.
"Sheng Xiong gave it to Shi Furen for protection?"
"These two went too far!"
"Tell me about it," Song Qiao nodded. "Where's your computer?"
"Bring it out quickly, let's take a look."
Mo Ling hastily took his laptop from his bag.
Song Qiao didn't immediately plug in the USB drive. Instead, he asked Mo Ling to fetch him a bottle of water.
Then, he opened the computer and frantically searched for any lingering traces of salacious content on the disk.
After a thorough search, Song Qiao felt a pang of disappointment.
This woman was normal to an abnormal degree.
Even on her personal computer, there were only a few arcade fighting game icons on the desktop.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Song Qiao clicked his tongue and then looked at Mo Ling with a hint of mischief.
Mo Ling, having just returned with the water, looked surprised.
Noticing the icons of those passionate games on the desktop, he finally understood Song Qiao's implication.
He threw the water into Song Qiao's arms, rolled his eyes, and said grumpily,
"I'm only 26! What's wrong with playing games?"
"Hey, hurry up already!"
Song Qiao nodded, plugging in the USB drive as he chuckled.
"No wonder you're so mature and charming, already 26?"
Mo Ling didn't bother to bicker with him, as the USB drive had already been read.
Upon opening it, they found a nameless text document and a video labeled 'tutorial'.
"A 10GB video, and it's a tutorial."
"This file size."
"This ridiculous name."
"Could it be...?"
"This is incredible!"
The two of them leaned over the computer, staring at the unopened video with wide eyes.
Mo Ling's cheeks even flushed for no apparent reason.
Seeing their expressions, Gao Meng tilted her head and leaned in, asking in confusion,
"Is the mouse broken? You can try the touchpad."
"Go away, kid, this isn't something you should be looking at."
Song Qiao casually waved his hand, pushing Gao Meng away, and then asked Mo Ling, whose cheeks were flushed red,
"Are you ready?"
Mo Ling lightly bit his reddened lips and nodded slightly, then quickly shook his head.
"Let's look at the document first!"
Song Qiao swallowed and with a swift swipe of his finger, opened the nameless document.
Inside were rows of separated numbers, densely packed together.
Just by the character count, it was over a thousand digits long.
"35284159 What is all this?"
Song Qiao scrolled through it a few times and soon felt dizzy.
He nudged Mo Ling, who was sitting next to him with an equally bewildered expression, and asked doubtfully,
"Is this something like Morse code?"
"Do we need a decryption key to crack it?"
Mo Ling stared blankly at Song Qiao, "You're asking me?"
"I don't know either..."
Seeing them scratching their heads and muttering as they stared at the computer screen,
Gao Meng's curiosity got the better of her again, and she leaned in.
With just a casual glance, she pouted and said dismissively,
"What Morse code? These are just bank accounts!"
"Huh?"
"Oh..."
The two sitting in front of the computer were dumbfounded and felt incredibly awkward.
"It seems I overthought this, didn't I?"
Song Qiao pulled Gao Meng over and had her sit on the sofa between them.
"My dear apprentice, quickly help us take a look."
"What are all these accounts for?"
Gao Meng puffed out her chest, not starting the decryption immediately.
Instead, she pointed at the empty water cup on the table and coughed lightly.
"Master, pour it for me, Master will pour it for you!"
Song Qiao hurried to get a cup of water and returned, urging her,
"Hurry up, ancestor!"
Gao Meng remained unmoved, looking at the bland cup of water and sighing with an air of seniority.
"Sigh..."
"Understood! There are drinks in the fridge, I'll get them for you!"
Gao Meng rubbed her stomach and said with a frown,
"I don't think I can have anything cold recently..."
Song Qiao couldn't hold back anymore and grabbed her ear, saying grumpily,
"Are you spoiled? You came last week, and you're here again today. Do you get your period once a week?"
"Hurry up, or don't blame me if I deal with you properly tonight!"
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts..." Gao Meng cried out in pain and quickly pushed Song Qiao away.
Rubbing her ear, she said indignantly,
"What else would you use so many bank accounts for? Of course, it's the ledger for money laundering!"
"Money laundering?"
Looking at the string of numbers on the screen, remembering Gao Meng said they were bank accounts,
A question simultaneously arose in both their minds.
Before they could speak, Gao Meng nodded.
"You can find personal information through these accounts."
Saying this, Gao Meng looked at Song Qiao with a grin, "If you want to know, beg me~"
"Come on, come with me into the room..."
Song Qiao took a deep breath, grabbed Gao Meng by the collar, and pulled her towards the room.
"I'll see who begs whom!"
"I was wrong! Master, I was wrong!" Gao Meng clasped her hands together, begging for mercy.
Song Qiao then let her down, pointed at the computer screen, and urged her,
"Do it properly! Or do you want to be unable to get out of bed tomorrow morning, believe it or not!"
It was fine at first, Mo Ling thought it was just the master and apprentice joking around like friends.
But upon hearing that sentence, she felt something was a bit strange.
Her face flushed as she looked at the two of them and asked blankly, "You two...?"
Song Qiao grit his teeth and said irritably,
"Don't you want to be unable to get out of bed tomorrow morning either?"
Mo Ling pouted and said dismissively, "Not necessarily!"
"It's out!" While they were talking, Gao Meng hadn't been idle.
Her nimble fingers danced rapidly across the keyboard.
Soon, dense lists of names appeared on the computer screen.
Mo Ling quickly looked over, and after just a brief glance, she was astonished.
"These people are all involved!"