My lecherous aunt | [0342] silently prays

The fat man drove his Land Rover around Linhai City. As dawn approached, he parked at a five-star hotel. He went inside, booked a business suite, and paid for a month's stay upfront.

Once in his room, he called Xu Lianhai, the company commander of the reconnaissance company of the garrison district who had delivered the car to him, and told him to come to the hotel and pick it up. After the call, he went into the bathroom, filled a tub with hot water, and took a relaxing bath.

Afterward, he emerged from the room wrapped only in a towel and turned on the hotel computer.

His chubby fingers flew across the keyboard, quickly putting the computer into safe mode, disconnecting it from the internet. Then, he pulled an ordinary-looking USB drive from his pocket and plugged it into the computer.

The computer immediately started up on another network. On a military-green login page, the fat man quickly entered his username and password. Immediately, a video scanning software popped up on the network interface, scanning his face from top to bottom before displaying the words "Welcome."

Only then did Fatty safely enter the military network, independent of the civilian network. As a current member of the organization, Fatty still possessed considerable privileges.

Once on the military network, he first checked recent military activities, including personnel changes and military exercises. Then he opened the page dedicated to Wolf Fang.

Entering the Wolf Fang network involved strict checks, including fingerprint and facial recognition, before gaining access. However, since it wasn't a dedicated military computer, Fatty's privileges weren't very high. But that didn't matter; he was only there to look up some information.

He located some Wolf Fang members in Linhai City, including their contact points, and reviewed their detailed information before logging out of the Wolf Fang system.

He was about to exit the military network when he seemed to remember something, and logged into a system dedicated to him, Ye Fan, and Lin Bing. This system was a network communication system developed by Ye Fan. It was a tiny communication system belonging only to the three of them in this vast online world.

However, since its inception, the number of times they communicated through it could be counted on one hand. They only used it to send important emails when they didn't want others to see them. Although communication was rare, Fatty couldn't help but log in to check it every time he went online.

This time was no exception. He knew perfectly well that even if he logged into the system, Ye Fan and Lin Bing would be online, or they wouldn't.

Logging in was just to show that he had been there, to leave a trace.

In this small world that belonged only to the three of them, lay their feelings, their untold history. A faint sadness seemed to fill Fatty's heart, and his face immediately turned extremely pale.

A heartbreaking sorrow etched itself on his honest face.

However, when the fat man opened the communication system, he suddenly froze, his face flushed slightly, and he became agitated, even his breathing became rapid.

He placed a hand on his chest to calm his excitement, and then, with a slightly trembling hand, clicked on the email he hadn't received in a long time.

Yes, in this communication system that had been silent for so long, a single email lay quietly there. The sender was listed as Lin Bing.

Lin Bing sent an email?

The fat man checked the time; it was a little after four in the morning. He had just parted ways with Ye Fan then, and the fat man immediately understood that Lin Bing must have had Dragon Fang's external network in Linhai collect all the information and then transmit it back.

Lin Bing had used this information to give them some judgments.

With slightly trembling hands, the fat man opened the email, took a deep breath, and read the entire letter carefully three times. He also noticed a detail: he was the first to see the email after it was sent because Ye Fan's name was not in the display bar.

He let out a soft sigh, trying his best not to think about the past. He squinted for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes to calm himself down. He copied the email to his USB drive before closing it.

Why did Lin Bing send such detailed information? The fat man frowned, and a thought gradually surfaced in his mind.

She must be on a mission. The fat man immediately concluded that if Lin Bing wasn't on a mission, she wouldn't have provided such detailed information, or she would have come to Linhai herself to handle the current chaos in Linhai City without Ye Fan's knowledge.

And she sent the information to disrupt Ye Fan's peaceful life.

"Be careful, Bingbing..." The fat man clasped his hands together, silently praying for Lin Bing in his heart, before turning off the military network and unplugging the USB drive.

Thinking about how Lin Bing had persevered alone for so long, the fat man felt anxious and distressed. He knew that every mission Lin Bing went on was extremely difficult, even life-threatening. But he couldn't help her at all.

When he was initially selected for Dragon Fang, his weight limited him to the subsidiary Wolf Fang. His combat prowess was nowhere near that of Dragon Girl. Therefore, in any mission personally assigned to Dragon Girl, he wouldn't be able to help and would likely be a burden.

Gritting his teeth, he dialed the hotel lobby and asked for a hundred chicken legs. He didn't know how the hotel reacted to this unusual request, but the fat man hung up the phone in frustration.

Initially, he became somewhat resigned to his fate for not being selected for the higher-level Dragon Fang, and started eating chicken legs every day, wanting to show the organization that even with his daily chicken leg consumption, his skills were still better than all the Wolf Fang members.

Later, he never broke the habit, becoming increasingly obese, but his skills only improved, though he had already passed the optimal age for joining Dragon Fang.

He had considered investigating Dragon Girl's missions through his own channels, but he knew it would be futile. The missions that Dragon Fang carries out are generally top secret, and fewer than six people in the entire country have access to them.

"Today, let's go meet that old man, Cang Kongkong," the fat man said, a strange, wicked smile creeping across his face as he tapped his fingers on the table…

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