For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

Yi Yan didn't look back, he had arranged everything.

Weng Tong will take care of the aftermath.

He could have avoided this disaster by choosing to refuse the appointment.

However, one can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no one who can guard against a thief for a thousand days.

Yi Yan still felt like uprooting them.

…

the other side.

A military base.

The next moment the missile took to the sky, the door of the command room was knocked open.

"Who? Who let you in?"

"Yuan Chengming, you don't want to say that what just happened was an operational error, right?"

"Mr. Weng, this is really..."

"Take them all away! Seize all communication tools and conduct a thorough search of all chat records and contacts in the past week."

Yuan Chengming, the eldest brother of Yuan Chenghong, the uncle of Yuan Weida, and the eldest son of the current head of the Yuan family.

He is also the person with the highest achievements in the Yuan family in this generation, and the next head of the family who is fully supported by the family's resources.

He couldn't figure out why the missile system had been out of control for only a few seconds, but it had caused such a big mistake.

How did Weng Tong and others appear so promptly?

It was as if they had been waiting for this moment.

He was framed, and someone wanted to deal with their Yuan family.

All of Yuan Chengming's subordinates were brought under control, and the chat records discovered later made him even more desperate.

All the evidence points to him.

Everything is under his control.

Yuan Chengming even suspected that he had a split personality.

How did those chat records appear that even I didn't know about?

…

In the dark study room.

“Dad, everyone in Uncle’s lineage has been arrested.

However, he insisted that he was framed. "

"It doesn't matter. If such a serious accident occurs, the official needs to give an explanation to all parties. He must take the blame for this matter."

"It's a pity that I couldn't even kill that bastard Yi Yan."

There was silence in the study for a long time before a sigh sounded.

"Sigh... His luck is getting stronger and stronger, and I expected that I wouldn't be able to kill him.

Put Yi Yan's matter aside for now and don't provoke him in the near future. "

"Dad, will this matter be traced to us?"

"I'm going to avoid the limelight these days. You and my substitute should cooperate well.

There are official spiritual tools such as psychic probing or lie detection.

But that thing is feared by all parties, and I don’t know if it will be taken out this time. "

"Don't worry, Dad!"

…

People's Square.

Xingjiuke Cafe.

Zhao Xueli drank coffee boredly, waiting for Yi Yan's arrival.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure coming on a shared bicycle.

What the hell is that exaggerated hairstyle? Every strand of hair points straight behind you.

It's like it's been blowing on the front with a hair dryer for several years.

"Diosi are diaosi, and those who have become professionals are only qualified to ride shared bicycles." Zhao Shirley sneered disdainfully.

Yi Yan stopped the bicycle.

The moment he took his hands off the bike.

Wow…

The entire bicycle collapsed in an instant and turned into a pile of parts.

Shirley Zhao: "..."

He must have known I was watching him.

Is this a threat he gave me?

What if he asked me to have a breakup or something, should I resist? Although it’s a bit exciting to think about.

If I refuse him, will he beat me on the spot?

Professionals are so scary, wuwuwu...

In one second, Shirley Zhao's inner dynamics changed hundreds of times.

…

Yi Yan shook his hand, took a step back, and looked around.

what to do? Want to lose money?

Yi Yan found the QR code in a pile of rubble.

Can scan, perfect!

[Return the car successfully! 】

A prompt popped up on the phone.

…

Yi Yan silently opened the [5 of Spades: Character Panel] in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"welcome!"

Walking into the cafe, Yi Yan glanced at the barista at the counter.

A pure and lovely girl.

Maybe he's still in college, probably on a work-study basis.

"This is pretty good. At first glance, it's different from the tea art stuff like Zhao Shirley." Yi Yan said to himself.

But after watching it for two seconds, the character panel displayed the other party's information.

[Name: Wang...

Age: 21;

Status: Sub-healthy, married, has five boyfriends, and hopes to sleep peacefully.

Skills: Coffee brewing technique LV2, live streaming technique LV3, deception LV5, disguise LV3, "boxing" technique LV9...

Carry treasures: None!

Weaknesses: Desire to be pursued, fear of missing one of the five protectors.

Evaluation: Ordinary people who cannot control their inner desires have no killing value. 】

Yi Yan: "..."

Feeling sad for my eyes again.

Under human skin, you don’t know whether it’s a ghost or a demon.

However, some of the words used in this character panel are a bit excessive.

For example, that wide...kill value, what the hell is this evaluation?

Does this panel measure people based on the benefits after killing them?

￣□￣｜｜Make yourself like a murderous devil.

…

Yi Yan quickly found Zhao Xueli and ordered a cup of coffee.

The character panel displays:

[Name: Shirley Zhao;

Age: 21;

Status: Guilty, contempt, fear, and internal anxiety.

Skills: Tea Art·Green Tea LV9, Tongue Flexibility LV5, Dog Training LV7...

Carry treasures: None!

Weaknesses: Always looking for a man who can put all the chips on the table, worried about finding the wrong target.

Comment: Boy, you can't beat her. 】

"Guilty and scared?" Yi Yan's heart moved.

She was indeed involved in the attack.

But it's a pity that she is just a pawn.

Brother Future has confirmed many times that there are no valuable clues on Zhao Xueli.

The contempt in the panel was understandable to Yi Yan.

Maybe Zhao Xueli has always looked down on herself, and her previous love was all disguised.

Most people rarely have LV9 life skills, but today I encountered two as soon as I opened the character panel.

It's really "lucky".

Yi Yan couldn't understand the last item in the status column in the character panel.

Does it mean she drank too much coffee?

Zhao Xueli rubbed her legs up and down, changed her sitting position uncomfortably, and said:

"Yi Yan, you...have changed a lot."

There is a trace of indescribable charm in Zhao Shirley's exquisite facial features.

As far as her appearance is concerned, she can indeed be called a goddess.

Looking at his "ex-girlfriend" in front of him, Yi Yan felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

In just a few days, centuries seemed to have passed.

Every time I watch Future Mail, there seems to be some unexplained state superimposed on me.

I can no longer remember whether I really loved her at the time.

However, none of this matters anymore.

"What do you want to say?" Yi Yan said straight to the point.

Zhao Xueli had never seen Yi Yan's cold attitude before.

"Yi Yan, is it impossible for us to be together?

What did I do wrong?

This was not the case when you confessed your love to me before. Have you forgotten the promise you made to me that day? "

Zhao Xueli had tears in her eyes, and her charming appearance was just right.

If he didn't know the future, Yi Yan might have been deceived by her.

At that moment, Yi Yan felt a little soft-hearted.

It is indeed a ninth-level tea art.

There is still one level left to advance to thaumaturgy.

Even a professional like me can't resist it, let alone an ordinary person.

The panel review was right, I really couldn't play her.

Yi Yan picked up the coffee and took a sip, smoothing away the waves in his heart, holding on to his iron heart, and said:

"Yuan Weida must have sent you here."