Wen Yueqi refuses Huo Yanlin's feeding. Other nannies are afraid of the big boss's face and dare not take over. Wen Yueqi is not angry, and he eats with a small spoon in his left hand.

The little spoon couldn't pick up the food, and it would fall off. After several attempts, he resolutely gave up the plan of eating vegetables and began to drink porridge instead.

Although the left hand is not convenient to move, but his movement is gentle and elegant, so that people can not make mistakes.

Huo Yanlin was so sad that he had no choice but to compromise.

Huo Xinghui is such a child who loves to eat delicious food. He is forced to drink only millet porridge that he hates most.

At the same time, he also has some doubts. It's strange that his president, who is famous in the shopping mall, is held by a child.

Pursed lips, he added a sauce chicken feet into Wen Yueqi's plate.

Wen Yueqi didn't look at it, but directly turned to one side and said coldly, "if you don't eat, you can let him stay quietly in the dining plate. Don't put it in me."

Huo Yanlin looked at him not to go up the way the appearance to be angry, hum to smile to say: "eat, I reward you. You look like that. You can't eat it

Wen Yueqi takes a silent look at the saucer chicken claw, decisively picks up his pair of unused chopsticks with his left hand, and inserts it into the eyes of the fish that has not been moved and intact on the dining table.

With a little effort, he dug out the fish's eyes, and then put the fish's eyes in Huo Yanlin's bowl all the way. He didn't say anything. His eyes indicated.

Eat, those who can't recognize their own sons can't eat.

Mrs. Lin was frightened by the fighting on the dining table. She didn't dare to come out of the kitchen. The young master didn't fight against Mr. Huo in the past. At most, she ignored him.

Oh, it's not right. Mr. Huo used to take good care of the young master. He would not treat his dear son so coldly.

My God, what's wrong with the world? Why is it suddenly changed.

No one cares about the storm in Lin's mother's heart. Father and son fight with each other at the dinner table. Finally, Huo Yanlin is defeated. He pulls down his face and says, "I'll let someone pretend to you! In the afternoon

"Thank you." Wen Yue Qi immediately replied, and then he began to eat chicken feet in soy sauce.

Huo Yanlin looked down at the messy parts of various animals in his bowl and began to wonder why Mrs. Lin had to make pig's hooves.

Oh, where to eat? His dear little son has a broken arm.

Wen Yueqi has a computer, it is easy to say, although he has only one arm, but his computer level only needs one arm to reflect, the fracture of his right arm does not hinder his use of the computer.

Around him, there are books about hacking technology, most of which are written by Huo Xinghui. The book in front of him is just a beginner.

He was trained in hacking technology in system training, but his main attack direction was not intelligence information, so he didn't master it at that time.

After several years of abandonment, he found that he was even stumbling over a surveillance screen.

Although not long ago, Huo Xinghui once explained to him the theoretical knowledge of the cool method of brushing and adjusting several monitoring images and screening at the same time.

However, he couldn't keep up with one arm and the speed of his two arms, so his practice result was not ideal.

At the moment, his right arm is hanging on his chest, and his left hand is moving rapidly on the keyboard. If you look carefully, the speed can be less than half that of Huo Xingyi.

But it's fast enough in the general population, after all, it's trained.

Half an hour later, Wen Yueqi heart satisfied enough to look at the surveillance video that he found out and couldn't help praising himself.

But as the surveillance went on, he found the problem.

Someone maliciously modified the monitoring of Huo's villa, but the video was edited.

Wen Yueqi bangs on his legs, his left hand touching his chin back and forth, squinting at the surveillance video on the computer screen.

By reading the notebook left by Huo Xingyi, he replies to the video step by step. The Huo family is rich and heroic, and the monitoring is the best. The video picture is very clear, and you can see the patterns on the clown's clothes after zooming in several times.

The clumsy and unnatural clown moves slowly but anxiously towards the parking lot. After the video switching, you can see a low-key black car parked there.

The clown came to the car and knocked on the driver's window. A tightly wrapped woman got out of the car and went to the back to open the trunk.

Although the woman was wrapped tightly, the hair under the hat revealed her identity. That day, Wen Linlang specially made a hairstyle and dyed a gray blue color to match the starry skirt.

The clown looked around to make sure there was no one around, so he tore open the clown's skirt and revealed the little boy tied on his body.

Huo Xinghui was injected with overpowering drugs and was still in a coma. Both hands and feet were tied to the clown's body, which made him feel uncomfortable.Wen Yueqi's eyes flashed a touch of gloom, started to leave the screen capture of this screen, and continued to watch the video.

The clown put Huo Xinghui in the trunk and covered it.

Next, the clown and wrapped up very tightly Wen Linlang talked a few words, Wen Linlang turned away.

After that, the clown first turned to the rear seat, drilled in and changed his clown clothes. Then he dressed up and walked out of the back seat and into the driver's seat.

From the back seat of the car to the driver's seat, it takes five seconds. The other party is wearing a big black hood and a common black disposable mask. It may be because he is guilty. He instinctively looks at the nearest camera.

Wen Yueqi pressed the pause button, took a screen shot, and then enlarged the image. Because the speed of the other party's turn is too fast, the video is a blur, all black hoods and masks are black, and we can't see the details at all.

As the video continues, the low-key black car slowly starts to drive towards the side door. When it is fully out of the small corner, the license plate number behind it is exposed.

Wen Yueqi wrote down the license plate number and opened a window to investigate the license plate number and the car. He is very good at this matter. If he does it many times, he will have a muscle memory, but one hand is not very convenient to operate.

The tracking video is sure to arrive at the car, and it's hard to find it after going out, because the black car is totally operating in the surveillance blind area.

After Wen Yueqi expanded the whole search range, he vaguely felt that they should have changed cars on the way.

This is very troublesome, obviously the other side's action plan is very careful.

He braved his temper and sent the video to Huo Yanlin. Then he began to search for the first black car in a circle around Jin'an mountain.

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