Coincidental Meeting with Almighty Qin in Pure Color 3

"The person that released the video isn't a rookie," Qin Mo spoke, "The police probably won't be able to trace her."

Director Huang coughed. "We are still working on it."

"Working till it ends?" Qin Mo arched a brow, pressing the intercom. "Get Fatty over, this isn't training, let him know it's his favorite activity, tracing a hacker."

Hacker?

Director Huang eyes shot up at that word. "Did you just say hacker?"

"Only a hacker would be able to broadcast the same recording on over thirty platforms in one day."

Qin Mo stood up, his long slender fingers fastening the button on his coat, eluding a strong sense of abstinence.

7.45pm.

15 minutes before the start of the live stream.

Fu Jiu took another look at her watch on her wrist, then lifted her lids towards the luminous building ahead.