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The girl's fingertips were white as she typed on the keyboard. Her finger movements seemed to be very fast, but Luo Ming could see a hint of casual satisfaction on her face. She did not seem to be in a hurry. He focused again and looked at the shrinking GPS range on the screen. The corners of his mouth finally couldn't help but twitch. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Damn, where did Captain Bo find someone who was even more impressive than the technicians in their team?

Deputy Captain Luo did not quite understand this move, but he could tell that Qiao Nian was a professional. She was awesome!

Bo Zheng was equally shocked. His mature and handsome face was slightly serious. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked the girl who was still operating the laptop in a low voice, "Nian Nian, how long do you need to find Eagle Eye's exact location?"

Qiao Nian's pale hand hit the Enter key, and the green code on the computer began to refresh.

She leaned back, resting her shoulders on the chair. Her delicate face under the baseball cap was quite attractive. Her red lips touched and her tone was wild. "10 minutes?" "10 minutes?" Bo Zheng had guessed that it would take half an hour. He didn't expect Qiao Nian to give him such a concise reply.

10 minutes was too fast.

many people before he looked for Bo Jingxing. Those people couldn't even decipher the hidden system in Eagle Eye's phone number,

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a deep breath and composed himself before saying, "... You don't have to be anxious. It's fine if you take your time. As long as you can find Eagle Eye's

darkened. She raised her hand and turned the baseball cap around again. Lowering the brim, she looked very cool. "Don't worry, I won't let him escape." Before Bo Zheng could speak, he heard her faint voice again.

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