Chapter 30: who are you

When the two returned to Yufu Jewelry, it was noon. The winter sun was shining on the glass window, showing the colorful mottled emeralds inside, and the whole interface was completely new.
The waiter at the front of the shop shouted ‘Hello the boss’, but his eyes fell on Song Ye ’s outstanding appearance. When he came back, Zhao Zhen ’s attitude towards Song Ye was still curious.
"Where is Yunhua?" Song Ye swept around without seeing the familiar figure, and turned to ask the waiter around him.
The waiter snapped, and then replied, "Where is she sleeping in the lounge? I don't think she looks well."
"Well, thank you." Song Ye thanked him and walked straight into the shop towards the lounge.
The waiter saw that Zhao Zhen didn't respond, and then he realized that he dared to love that Yunhua was not Zhao Zhen's little lover, but the child's family.
On the way to the lounge, Song Ye's steps seemed a little hurried. In the last life, Yunhua lost her life in the mountains, and she didn't come to Yuncheng to live with her at all, but she was used to doing things alone, and was too busy doing her own thing. It was really wrong to throw Yunhua in Yufu Jewelry to care less.
At the end of the corridor on the second floor is the lounge. At this moment, the door was closed. At first glance, there was silence, but Song Ye heard the movement in the room very well. She quietly approached the door and put her palm up. For a moment, everything in the lounge became clear and audible.
Song Ye's eyebrows jumped into the sight, but a crack cracked in her cold face. Without further hesitation, she lifted her feet, slammed the door open, rushed in, and put the sofa on the sofa. Yunhua's wrist was violently dragged into the palm of the hand, and the strength was so strong that it made a slight clicking noise on the wrist. Yunhua's strength was loose, and the fruit knife on her hand fell to the ground.
"Song ... Ye ..." Yunhua's face was as pale as paper, and there was a faint light of water in her eyes, looking deep and shallow at the girl standing in front of her. Seeing this face, her memory seemed to travel back to escape That night.
Song Ye ignored her poor paleness, and her voice was cold as if to condense into ice. "Do you want to die?" The blood on the fruit knife had not solidified, and the knife marks on the woman's slender arm were still seeping outward. Blood, witnessed the scene of Yunhua's self-mutilation with her own eyes, which caused her heart a huge impact, unable to restrain herself, and rushed to the top of her head.
"Dead ..." Yunhua muttered the word, and tears popped into her eyes, shaking her head desperately, her whole body curled up in Song Ye's arms, "I don't want to die, don't live that kind of life again However, Song Ye, I am so dirty. In those years, I was so dirty. Even when I was lying on a clean bed, I could smell the smell of myself. I hate that I did n’t kill myself. They, those scum, beasts! "
The roar sulking in Song Yehuai was like exhausting the strength of Yunhua's whole body, accompanied by tears falling down, all the forbearable emotions and unbearable memories broke out, and those two arms hugged her tightly. Waist, dyed each other.
Song Ye froze, and her accustomed face was broken in tears a little.
After fifteen years old, she doesn't have two things of weakness and tears in her life. The self-settlement and injury are both an insult to herself. She would rather survive by drinking human flesh and drinking blood, so at this moment she I don't know how to comfort a woman who has been traumatized.
In the end, she could only stiffen her body, put her hand gently on her back, learn how an adult looks after a child, and pat it.
Perhaps because Song Ye had the same experience as her, and the one who pulled her back from the magic cave, Yunhua always had a sense of dependence on Song Ye. After venting her tears, she could finally sleep peacefully for a while.
When Song Ye stepped out of the room, Zhao Zhenzhen stood beside the window at the end, looking at her with a complex look, and said restlessly, "Yunhua, are you okay ..."
Song Ye's face was a bit gloomy, and he nodded, without saying more, "Uncle Zhao, are there computers in the store?"
"... Yes." Zhao Zhen froze and went to the next room to open the door. "This computer was bought back a year ago. I haven't used it until I have time to learn."
Song Ye walked in to turn on the machine, and she saw that the system was being downloaded. While she was working hard, she looked up at Zhao Zhen, "Uncle Zhao, I'm not yet an adult. I need a new guardian to leave the Song family. I can think of someone for the time being. It's you, don't know what you think? "
She has not been reborn for a long time, and her previous connections cannot be easily reached for the time being. The only reliable partner is Zhao Zhen.
"Be your guardian!" Zhao Zhen was really startled. One was to ignore Song Ye's age, and the other was that Song Ye would not trust him so much. You must know that Song Ye is a multi-millionaire, and whoever becomes a guardian will have a certain right of control over this property. Although the minors claimed that their separation from the family was mostly a rebellious act, Zhao Zhen has always been quite disgusted. I can think of the Song family whom he met at noon. Zhao Zhen really wanted to make a praise for Song Ye ’s crash. "Okay, As long as you trust me, I'm fine. "
"Well, please trouble Uncle Zhao to help me take care of Sister Yun." Song Ye opened the page for networking. After Zhao Zhen went out, he flipped his fingers and began to move on the keyboard. Countless pages were moved on the screen. The dense code could be seen. People were dazzled, but Song Ye didn't look at it. He directly changed the code and quickly wiped the traces.
She hacked into Yuncheng's account file system, moved her account to Zhao Zhen's name within three minutes, and also set Yunhua's identity as her sister.
After doing this, she took a fingertip and re-invaded the official data of Lincheng. She found the group of people arrested in Dashan and determined the place of detention. When she was about to exit, she suddenly noticed that it appeared in the menu bar. Warning symbol.
That's ... tracked.
Crackling, Song Ye didn't pause at his fingertips. He successively mobilized all the IP addresses inside and outside of Cloud City to cover the tracking of the other party. Under thousands of data attacks, the other party's tracking was completely interrupted within ten seconds, the page Only the last message left by the other party was left.
'who are you'
Song Ye glanced at the page and looked at the conciseness above. The question was so stiff that there was no punctuation. Somehow a cold-faced iceman's face appeared in his mind.
Didi ... Far away in the deep mountain base of Yuncheng, Qin Zhan was standing next to the computer, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, looking at a dark screen, half a while, and commanding the computer-operated soldier: "Let people inform Lincheng Prison Someone will go to Robbery-Jail. "