Chapter 182 An international thief emerged?

Ye Zhiyu did not stop her from continuing to talk this time, but stood aside with her hands around her chest and a cold face.

"Pingling, what is your level of transfigurement?"

Hearing Ye Zhiyu's words, a trace of doubt flashed in Bingling's eyes, but she did not question it. Instead, she said seriously: "Yi Rong is not what you think. It can indeed create a completely non-existent person, but if it is restored to the original version that already exists, it is impossible to imitate 100%.

"How long will it take you to become a completely different person?"

"It depends on the proficiency of technology. I'm good at it. It takes about ten minutes to change. If it's ink, it can be faster.

"How fast?"

Bing Ling pondered for a moment and said, "About three minutes."

Three minutes...? Ye Zhiyu's eyebrows immediately twisted. Three minutes is too long. Can it be shorter?

"Shorter?"

Gu Junmo watched the conversation between the two without a word, but turned his blank eyes to Qu Xiangtian, who squeezed his lips and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Mo is the best transfigurement technology among the people I know, and it should be..." Bingling was about to go on, but she seemed to think of something. Suddenly, she paused and said, "It's not impossible. I do know a person. It's just that he is a legendary figure, and no one knows whether he exists or not.

Ye Zhiyu's words lit up and almost grabbed her from **, but was pressed back by Qu Xiangtian. The latter's sword eyebrows were twisted together, his face was blue, and his eyes were obviously unhappy.

"Sitting and talking."

Ye Zhiyu looked at the other party indifferently, didn't say anything, and just quietly waited for Bing Ling's answer.

"I do know such a person. No one knows his real name and identity, his whereabouts are terrical, and he is extremely good at changing his appearance. I think Interpol should know this person. Thirty years ago, he stole a live panther worth 30 million pounds from the British Royal Circus.

"Is it really him..." Ye Zhiyu pondered for a moment and said, "A long time ago, I talked about this person when I chatted with a group of like-minded friends on the Internet. It was a strange thief who suddenly disappeared 20 years ago. After stealing "The Hunting Girl" from the Louvre and caused an international sensation, he has been wanted by Interpol, but he has never been caught.

"That's right," Bing Ling nodded. "Because it happened decades ago, I think many people don't know him now. At that time, people were called a thousand-faced ghost, which meant that his appearance was unpredictable, which was also Interpol's main willingness to track him. He has countless identities and faces, is extremely proficient in appearance, can become a completely different person in a few seconds, and it is difficult to identify.

Bing Ling's words were what Ye Zhiyu wanted. She restrained her eyes, stared at the silence in her hand for a long time, and finally said, "Yes, Master Hua must have something to do with the thousand-faced ghost. When I did a survey before and couldn't find his information, Bing Ling's * inspired me. So I began to filter out where Lincoln had stopped. Sure enough, someone took the opportunity to get out of the car. He entered a shop, and then there was no trace of him, and there was such a person who could only get in and out of the adjacent block.

"So do you think he is Yi Rong?" Gu Junmo, who had never made a sound this time, said it. As soon as he opened his mouth, the cold-faced man next to him immediately went over with an eye knife. The latter shrank his neck and said nothing more. However, Ye Zhiyu was obviously encouraged by this and nodded excitedly, "Yes, it's Yi Rong. If I use reverse tracking, I can trace this person, but the program has not been designed yet and it will take time.

"Listen, I don't allow you--"

"What's the use of you? The invitations have been sent! Do you think it is useful to unilaterally express a neutral position at this time? Or do people not know that I am your wife and think that I came to Hong Kong with you just for a prenatal check-up? Ye Zhiyu stared at the man beside him angrily. The latter's eyes flashed with an incomprehensible sharpness. The next second, Ye Zhiyu only felt empty, and the next second he was held on his thigh.

Qu Xiangtian has been exercising all year round and is also a soldier. The muscles on his thighs are naturally a little hard and flustered. They are not as comfortable as the soft bed. In addition, there are two people. Ye Zhiyu immediately blushed his cheeks and wants to struggle, but his hoarse and low voice sounded in his ear: "Don't move, or I will definitely do something."

When Miss Ye heard this, she immediately stopped moving.

The obedientness of the person in his arms made Qu Xiangtian very satisfied, and even his gloomy eyebrows were much more relaxed than before.

"So now all the clues point to a thief 30 years ago? Don't you think the time difference is too far... If you make your debut at the age of 30, you will be in your early 40s now. I have carefully observed that man's steps and body shape are not the state that a man in his forties should have.

Ye Zhiyu didn't agree with Gu Junmo's words, because Joker had the same face in front of people, and even his figure had not changed. "Maybe this young master Hua is the heir of a thousand-faced ghost."

As soon as Ye Zhiyu's words came out, she only felt that a cold light fell on her body. She didn't have to look to guess that it was Bingling. She understood that the latter was so smart that he must have vaguely guessed about Joker.

Ye Zhiyu bit his lip and didn't say anything.

"It's useless to guess. When you go to this party, you will naturally listen to the truth." Finally, it was Bingling who broke the silence, who would step forward and say again: "He seems to be particularly interested in me. When the party starts, I will lead him away and you can investigate his identity. If you live there alone, you will definitely leave traces.

"You said he was interested in you?" Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and his beautiful eyebrows immediately twisted. According to the principle, this young master Hua must have a sophisticated intelligence network, and Bingling's identity can be known with a little investigation. If this young master Hua really had nothing to do with Walker, then he must have known what they did when they came to Hong Kong and took the initiative to provoke them?

Bing Ling didn't say anything, but just took out the invitation she gave her, which was completely different from the one given to others. The pure white cover has exquisite dark lines and crystal pendants. At first glance, it looks like a work of art. When opened it, the words inside were written by the other party. The small characters under the black pen were unrestrained and ferocious. It is in line with the first impression of that man.

Ye Zhiyu immediately fell into a moment of silence, and the next second, someone broke out earlier than her.

"I'll go with you tonight."

Gu Junmo's words immediately won the sight of a room of people. One was stunned, the other was unwaves, and the rest of Ye Zhiyu evoked a playful smile on his lips.

Bingling was actually right. At that time, three people broke into the casino, but four invitations were received, although they were not signed. Ye Zhiyu's state made Qu Xiangtian unrepressed. Naturally, he would not allow her to go to that kind of indescribable place, and the only way to stop her from messing around was to stay by this woman and take good care of her.

"Only we are even individuals. Xiang Tian can control the situation at any time in logistics. I don't know what the other party came up with this time."

Qu Xiangtian nodded, so that night, only a pair of new faces appeared in the Kowloon Bay Villa. The woman is tall, but her slender figure is convex and upturned, especially the beautiful scenery of the delicate collarbone on the chest, coupled with the awe-in temperament, which is quite eye-catching.

And she held a gentle man with rimless glasses, gentle and modest, and her straight figure put on a rare chic suit, which was quite eye-catching.

When this pair stood at the door of the villa, a strong sense of presence made them suddenly become the focus of everyone.

Ye Zhiyu was in the room and looked at the scene in Kowloon Bay through the computer screen. The smile on the corners of his lips was a little cheap: "Hey, do you think their lovers are becoming more and more convenient?"

Unlike her emotion, the handsome man beside her is not so beautiful.

"You sit down to **, and I'll watch here."

"No, when they get in, I have to switch another camera. You don't know how to do it. Of course, I have to do it - er."

He couldn't say that she simply bent down, sealed her lips with his lips, and plundered all the sweetness in her mouth.

"Hmm..."

Listen to a moan. Yin Yi came out of his lips, and the man's ink-dyed eyes finally gathered a little thick smile.

This woman is too thoughtful, so much more obedient!

And when Qu Xiangtian tamed his wife, Gu Junmo had already entered the villa. The party was a masquerade party. After entering, the two wore masks prepared by their own owners. It was full of masked people, some dancing on the dance floor, and some grinding their ears in the swimming pool, which made Gu Junmo immediately frown.

"This banquet is not right." He whispered.

Bing Ling did not look at him, but the look behind the mask was equally serious. Yes, if they hadn't been overminded, there would have been something wrong with this banquet. The flashing rhythm of the light and the rhythm of the heavy bass of the music... "It's Morse code!"

"You also noticed it?"

"Hmm." Ordinary people may not care too much about this kind of thing, but they are people who have received this kind of training for a long time. Their ability in this regard can be said to be outstanding, and the rhythm of code is extraordinary **.

"Someone is asking for help, in the garden behind."

"Wait a minute!" Bingling grabbed Gu Junmo who was about to leave, and the face behind the mask was covered with frost: "Not everyone can understand this. The person who sent this distress code knows that we are coming and knows our identity better. Maybe this is a trap."

Gu Junmo didn't say anything, but stared at the hand that held himself tightly. After a long time, the voice came from behind the mask again, and his tone sounded like rare pleasure.

"Are you caring about me?"