Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Chapter 443 The Male Protagonists’ White Moonlight 5

Suddenly, cold water slid down her back, and Meng Qiqi's fingertips tapped hard on the edge of the bathtub, causing tiny ripples on the water surface.

"Xiaojiu! Hack into the surveillance system of the Night Lounge immediately!" She suddenly opened her eyes, and drops of water fell along her eyelashes, making small splashes on the tiles.

An electronic synthesized voice came from my mind: "Host... I'm playing the last level of "Love and War God"!

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire from the game, Xiaojiu's voice was filled with grievance, "But don't worry! I formatted the surveillance program in the VIP8 box before being dragged into the small dark room!"

Meng Qiqi let out a long sigh, and her tense shoulders finally relaxed.

As a veteran who has traveled through many small worlds, she had already made a backup plan when binding the system - every time she entered a new world, Xiaojiu would immediately invade the core monitoring network.

But last night's revelry was beyond her expectations, and she almost forgot about it.

"Well done." She reached over to turn off the shower, water droplets trickling down her fair skin. "Wipe away all traces of last night, including the cell tower data and bar records."

"Yes, sir!" Xiaojiu's voice suddenly became excited. "Host, please check out the trending searches! Ji Nange's lipstick marks on the piano keys have topped the list! Netizens are digging up the identity of the 'mysterious woman', and some marketing accounts are saying that Jiang Xu and Fu Chenzhou fought over a woman!"

Meng Qiqi wrapped herself in a bath towel and walked to the dressing table. Her reflection in the mirror still had a lingering blush.

She grabbed the powder puff and pressed it against her hot cheeks, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a blue light flashing in the lower right corner of the dressing mirror - that was the holographic interface projected by Xiaojiu using AR technology.

Amidst the dense waterfall of codes, the surveillance files of the VIP8 box were being completely shattered, and even the cloud backups were transformed into data streams and dissipated.

"But sir..." Xiaojiu's voice suddenly became cautious, "Fu Chenzhou's private security system is being scanned frantically. It seems he has hired a top hacker team. And Jiang Xu, his company's technical department has begun accessing the city's surveillance..."

Meng Qiqi paused as she applied her lipstick. The crimson lip gloss drew a dangerous arc in the mirror. She recalled the strength of the man's grip on her wrist last night, the possessiveness that seemed to rub her into her bones.

"Let them investigate." She chuckled softly into the air, her fingertips swiping across the holographic screen, pinning several explosive posts from marketing accounts to the top. "The more chaotic the better. It's best to make them think we really fought the war of the century."

Suddenly, the roar of a helicopter was heard outside the window, and Meng Qiqi lifted a corner of the curtain.

The silver-gray private helicopter was hovering halfway up the mountain. The moment the cabin door opened, she clearly saw Fu Chenzhou leaning against the door frame, his black windbreaker fluttering in the air flow, and his hawk-like eyes looking straight at her through the telescope.

"Xiaojiu, activate the villa's anti-reconnaissance system." She stepped back, letting the curtains fall again. "And by the way, book me a flight to Hokkaido—since they want to have fun, let's go big."

On the holographic interface, Xiaojiu made an OK gesture, but the game interface was still stuck on the boss battle of "Love and War God": "Don't worry, big brother! Once I clear the level, I'll bombard them with a virus! But..."

The mechanical voice suddenly lowered its voice, "You really don't remember what happened last night? People detected your hormone index..."

"Shut up!" Meng Qiqi grabbed the pillow and threw it into the air, a suspicious blush appearing on the tips of her ears.

She heard the roar of a car driving in outside the door, and she knew that the people sent by her father had arrived.

Looking at her newly bright self in the mirror, she pressed her pearl earrings firmly into her earlobes. Not only did she want to win this game, she also wanted to keep everyone guessing her cards...

At the entrance of the villa, Fu Chenzhou leaned against the carved door frame, slowly turning his sunglasses with his fingertips.

He watched Meng Qiqi pin the pearl hairpin into her temples. The morning light shone on her through the floor-to-ceiling windows, outlining her captivating curves. The messy scene of last night suddenly flashed through his mind, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of danger. "Is the matter of the Meng family mansion more important than me?"

Meng Qiqi turned around with just the right amount of apology on her face, the teardrop mole at the end of her eye trembling slightly with her smile: "Mr. Fu, you know my father's temper."

She lifted her skirt and walked gracefully past him, her hair brushing his wrist, leaving behind a faint scent of gardenia. "I'll make amends after I've dealt with my family affairs."

Fu Chenzhou looked at her back as she got into the black Bentley, his eyes dark and unclear behind his sunglasses.

The phone vibrated at the right moment, and a message from Jiang Xu popped up on the screen: [All surveillance leads have been cut off. We found out she booked a flight for 3 PM.]

A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and his slender fingers tapped on the car window - want to escape?

Not that easy.

When the carved iron gate of the old house slowly opened, Meng Qiqi immediately put on an aggrieved expression.

Meng's father was standing on the steps, pacing anxiously. The moment he saw his daughter, his gray eyebrows knitted together: "Look at the fuss you've made! Now the whole business district is talking about..."

"Dad~" Meng Qiqi rushed into her father's arms, her voice choked with sobs, "I was just hanging out with friends, who knew it would turn out like this..."

When she raised her head, tears still stained her eyelashes. "I'm so scared, please protect me."

Meng's father's heart softened instantly, and he patted his daughter's back and sighed: "You kid, don't hang out with those people in the future..."

Before she could finish her words, Meng's mother rushed out of the house and pulled her daughter up and down, looking her up and down: "Are you hurt? Did those men bully you?"

Surrounded by her parents' concern, Meng Qiqi secretly sent instructions to Xiaojiu.

In the system space, countless data streams flashed wildly, the Hokkaido itinerary information was repeatedly encrypted, and the IP address for booking air tickets kept jumping between global servers.

When the two elders were finally coaxed into calming down, she said coquettishly, "I want to go to Hokkaido to relax and come back after the storm has passed, okay?"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Qiqi appeared in the VIP waiting room wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a mask.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and six unread messages popped up - one for each of the six male protagonists, ranging from Fu Chenzhou's "Don't let me find you" to Zhou Lin's "Come back and teach me how to play games!"

A smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She switched her phone to airplane mode and looked out the window at the passenger plane about to take off.

The moment the plane broke through the clouds, Xiaojiu suddenly appeared: "Host! Fu Chenzhou's private plane has taken off, and its route overlaps with ours! And Jiang Xu has chartered the next passenger plane and is checking the passenger list..."

Meng Qiqi took out the eye mask from her bag and put it on, saying lazily, "Let them chase us."

She leaned back on the soft first-class seat, thinking of her parents' warm embrace in the old house. Something in her heart suddenly softened. "Let's enjoy the snowy scenery of Hokkaido for a few days."

At 30,000 feet in the air, sunlight shone through the window onto her face.

Meng Qiqi closed her eyes with a faint smile on her lips - this cat-and-mouse game had just begun.

And she had already laid a net of heaven and earth, waiting for those self-righteous "hunters" to fall into it.

The plane shuttled through the clouds. Meng Qiqi took off her blindfold and ran her fingertips across the condensed water droplets on the window.

Xiaojiu's mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his mind: "Alert! Fu Chenzhou's plane has arrived at Hokkaido New Chitose Airport! Jiang Xu's investigation team is searching the terminal surveillance!"

The corners of her lips curled up cunningly, and she took out the fake passport she had prepared long ago from her bag.

The electronic screen in the transfer channel flashed flight information. When the "Flying to New York" prompt lit up, she stepped on her ten-centimeter stilettos and blended into the crowd heading to the duty-free shop.

She heard the hurried footsteps of security personnel behind her, but she turned into the business class exclusive passage without looking back.

"The host is so clever!" Xiaojiu's voice was filled with excitement. A dense array of jamming programs popped up on the holographic interface. "I've directed their tracking signal to Tokyo, and now all flight information has been tampered with by me... Wait! Ji Nange actually hacked into the airline's internal system!"

Meng Qiqi bit open the mint candy package, and the cool scent spread on the tip of her tongue.

When the ground staff at the boarding gate checked her passport, she smiled sweetly, but her eyes behind the glasses were as cold as a knife.

As the door of the Boeing 787 slowly closed, she looked out the window at the black figure still searching around, and finally dialed Fu Chenzhou's number.

"Mr. Fu, is the snow in Hokkaido beautiful?" She deliberately dragged out the last word, listening to the suppressed breathing on the other end of the phone, "Why don't we go to New York to see the Statue of Liberty? I heard the night view there..."

"Meng Qiqi!" Fu Chenzhou's roar made the phone buzz. "You'd better tell me your location immediately!"

"I'm..." She paused, watching the flight attendant approach with a drinks cart, "in a place you'll never find me."

The moment she hung up the phone, she broke the SIM card in half and threw it into the orange juice cup.

At an altitude of 30,000 feet again, Meng Qiqi looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds outside the window.

The luxury of New York's Fifth Avenue, the neon lights of Broadway, the bronze bull on Wall Street...these images flashed through my mind.

A plot line that has never appeared in the original novel is unfolding. She is going to completely disrupt everyone's rhythm in this strange country.

"Xiaojiu, locate the penthouse in Manhattan." She unbuttoned the top button of her silk shirt, revealing her delicate collarbone. "And by the way, check if there are any high-end private parties happening soon. If we're going to hide, we might as well hide in the busiest place."

In the system space, data flows are running wildly.

Xiaojiu suddenly exclaimed, "I've discovered a hidden plot! The heir to a US chaebol is hosting a global art exhibition, and on the invitation list is... Ji Nange!"

Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade bracelet.

Ji Nange has always had a special liking for antique pianos, and this art exhibition is said to display an automatic player piano made by the royal family in the 19th century.

"Interesting." She chuckled, "It looks like our piano prince will catch up soon."

As the plane began to descend, the lights of New York were already gleaming into a golden ocean beneath the clouds.

Meng Qiqi put on her lipstick and saw the light dancing in her eyes in the mirror - this game of chasing across the hemisphere was far more exciting than she had imagined.

And those male protagonists who are still wandering in the snow in Hokkaido will never guess that she has already set up a new chess game on the other side of the earth.

Hey!