That night, the starry sky was vast, without the hustle and bustle or the neon, and the stars were scattered across the sky above Scarlet City.
The quiet third floor had a row of dim nightlights illuminating the corridor.
Li Qiao went to the study next door, skillfully opened the computer chassis.
The host was personally assembled by Bai Yan, with good performance and a short boot time, and in the blink of an eye, the two side-by-side computer monitors lit up simultaneously.
Li Qiao entered the password, the background was still the plain black she had used before.
She logged into the black market trading website, and before she could take the next step, the phone on the desk rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Li Qiao answered while turning the chair back to look out the window, "You're not asleep yet?"
At this time in Aida State, it was already past midnight.
Shang Yu seemed to be smoking, his magnetic voice carrying a hint of husky depth, "Hmm, still busy?"
