"What? Why work overtime on the weekend?"
Lu Zheng had just gotten home with Lin Wan when Lin Wan's phone started ringing.
The call was to ask Lin Wan to return to work.
She agreed and helplessly looked at Lu Zheng, "It's because of the anonymous evidence you posted on the Interpol website. The Southeast Asian governments are going crazy, constantly contacting our country, and even sending people over. Li Ying and a bunch of technicians are trying to trace the source, and I have to help with communications."
Lu Zheng scoffed, "What are they trying to trace? They won't find a damn thing!"
In the realm of hacking, Lu Zheng had bestowed himself with about thirty strands of Light of Fortune, making it impossible for anyone in the world to track him down.
Plus, they were out in Hai City dining, shopping, and watching movies yesterday during the day, so they were absolutely in the clear, with no chance of exposure.
Lin Wan shrugged, "The thing is, I'm not in charge of this."
