After Miss Shen became beautiful alone, her five brothers cried and begged for forgiveness

"Now it's time to get down to business."

Jiang Zhou leaned lazily on the back of his chair, tapping the table lightly with his slender fingers.

His deep phoenix eyes were half-closed, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, showing a hint of unruly ruffian spirit.

Such a big thing as Jiang’s chief designer is not considered a serious matter to Jiang Zhou.

It’s not that Shen Suihuan is not important, but there is something more important about Shen Suihuan.

Jiang Zhou reached out and opened the drawer. His movements were elegant and casual, and his perfect figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist was faintly visible under the custom-made suit.

He took out a black USB flash drive from the drawer and plugged it into the computer. A web page popped up automatically.

"Is this a black website?" Shen Suihuan's eyes were as bright as stars, and he stared at the website opened on the computer screen excitedly.

Jiang Zhou raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Oh? You know about the black network?"

Shen Suihuan's eyes were still glued to the screen, and he answered without looking up: "Well, I heard about it, but I didn't get the key."

There was a subtle hint of regret in her tone.

Although the black web is also a place where many people place orders and do some shady things, it is more of a trading place for the exchange of technologies that have national barriers.

Shen Suihuan was fascinated by technology after being exposed to Shen Si's drones and Shen Wu's racing cars and learning hacking techniques from Shen Yi.

She wanted to learn some skills from the black network. She had already obtained the key in her previous life, but it was snatched away by Song Yanxi, and she was even imprisoned for it.

Thinking of what happened in his previous life, Shen Suihuan's mood instantly became depressed.

Jiang Zhou keenly noticed the change in Shen Suihuan's mood.

His black eyes narrowed dangerously, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his sharp gaze was fixed on Shen Suihuan.

His expression was stern, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

Shen Suihuan took a deep breath and forced herself to cheer up. She shook her head gently to dispel the haze in her mind.

Shen Suihuan didn't let herself get stuck in the emotions of the past for too long. After all, that was her previous life. In this life, she just had to look forward and take back everything that belonged to her.

She raised her head, her eyes becoming firm and bright again.

"Brother, lend me your account number. I want to place an order to investigate Song Yanxi."

Jiang Zhou's long legs exerted a little force, stepped on the ground, and the chair slid back smoothly. He stood up gracefully and made room.

Shen Suihuan quickly sat down in front of the computer, her eyes fixed on the screen. Her fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, her movements skillful and smooth.

This was her second time using the black network. She had used it once after getting the key in her previous life, so she didn't feel unfamiliar this time and quickly found the entrance to the commission.

She placed an order and asked them to check Song Yanxi's bank statements.

Shen Suihuan can write code, but she has her own specialties, and she is more proficient in white hat hacking techniques.

In comparison, Shen Yi is better in hacking skills.

If she investigates Song Yanxi herself, it will definitely leave traces, and Shen Yi will definitely find out that she is the one behind it.

She won't leave any handle, not because she is afraid, but because she thinks it will be troublesome.

Song Yanxi is not an important person. Placing an order to check her only costs 100,000 yuan.

Shen Suihuan went to the designated account on the black network and read the technical posts on the black network.

In less than ten minutes, a private message came in and the other party sent an attachment.

Shen Suihuan sat in front of the computer, his fingers tapping lightly on the keyboard.

When the attachment was opened, Song Yanxi's bank account transactions for the past three years were displayed.

She carefully checked every transfer record.

"Huh?" Her brows furrowed slightly.

For three years, Song Yanxi has transferred money to a single account every month. It started with 50,000 yuan, then 100,000 yuan after six months, 200,000 yuan after a year, and now it's 500,000 yuan per month.

No wonder she would touch the team's money.

Shen Suihuan quickly wrote down the account number. She didn't need to ask for permission, as she could find the owner of the account number by herself.

The owner of the account is Li Long, an ordinary taxi driver, 45 years old.

"Li Long..." Shen Suihuan muttered the unfamiliar name in a low voice, frowning slightly.

She had no recollection of the name.

She quickly found the man's photo and carefully looked at the ordinary middle-aged man's face on the screen.

Shen Suihuan closed her eyes and tried to recall the fire that changed her fate three years ago, trying to find traces of this man in her memory. However, no matter how hard she searched, no relevant images emerged in her mind.

"This may be a card borrowed from someone, not the person who actually collected the money." Jiang Zhou's low voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and his warm breath brushed past her ears.

Shen Suihuan was startled, screamed, and subconsciously covered her ears. She turned her head abruptly, opened her clear and bright eyes, and looked at Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou, however, looked calm, staring intently at the computer screen.

His slender arms stretched out from Shen Suihuan's side, half-wrapped around her slender body, and his slender fingers easily controlled the mouse.

"Place a commission on the black network and have them check the surveillance footage of this account when withdrawing money, so we can determine who withdrew the money." Jiang Zhou's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

"Yeah." Shen Suihuan responded a little flustered, his mind blank.

Of course she understood that Jiang Zhou's suggestion was reasonable, but the close distance between them at the moment made it impossible for her to concentrate on thinking.

The faint scent of Jiang Zhou's perfume lingered at the tip of her nose, and she felt her head getting a little hot.

"Okay, we'll have the results soon." Jiang Zhou said, turning his head to look at Shen Suihuan.

He noticed that her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were flickering. He couldn't help but reach out and gently rub her hot face, "What's wrong?"

Shen Suihuan dodged subconsciously.

It’s not that she doesn’t like Jiang Zhou’s touch, but the sudden intimate gesture makes her a little overwhelmed.

"I'm not a little girl anymore." She whispered, her cheeks getting hotter.

Even the brothers of the Shen family had not had such an intimate interaction with her for a long time.

Jiang Zhou slowly lowered his head, a trace of regret flashing in his deep eyes. "Sister, you've grown up. I missed your tender age, and now I can't touch you carelessly."

Shen Suihuan raised his eyes to look at Jiang Zhou, only to see that his brows were slightly furrowed, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his eyes were full of loss.

This expression made her heart tighten, and a warm feeling surged in her heart. She thought of Jiang Zhou's care and concern for her, and she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

What evil intentions did he have? He just wanted a sister.

Shen Suihuan opened her mouth and almost blurted out that it was okay and he could do intimate things to her.

But as the words reached her lips, she suddenly felt shy and her cheeks flushed slightly. Shen Suihuan bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes flickering, not knowing how to start.