After leaving the shooting training ground, Song Yiran went directly to Li Shaoyan's lounge here, took a shower and changed into clothes. He waited until his hair was half dry before he pushed open the door and walked out. He just sat on the sofa, crossing his legs and was about to drink a glass of cold water when he heard the knock on the door outside.

Raise your eyebrows and respond.

The door was pushed open, and it was Song Ming who came in. The two of them looked at each other, and they were a little surprised. Song Yiran tsk and observed Song Ming who walked in leisurely and contentedly.

"Brother, what a coincidence, I met you here."

Song Ming raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Yiran. Seeing that she had just taken a shower, there was a little more profound meaning in her eyes: "I remember Shaoyan should be in the company today, why are you..."

"What are you thinking about? I come here to play with guns when I have nothing to do, and I also train for some time. I always feel that my days have been too leisurely recently, and I almost forgot the sense of crisis that I may die at any time. This is the most taboo for a killer."

Song was full of seriousness, and Song Ming felt it was unnecessary even if he wanted to say anything.

"What's the result? How was the hand born?"

"Yes, the speed and accuracy are not as good as before. So, I decided that this period of time will be spent here. By the way, brother, are you okay?"

"I was just here to see you, but after seeing you, I was in trouble."

Song Ming said with a serious look on his face, and his expression made Song Yiran restrain his carelessness and become serious.

"What I want to ask is the assassination?"

"Well, it seems you are still conscious. Are there any clues about the behind-the-scenes planning this time?"

Song Yiran frowned involuntarily, and her eyes were a little irritable. If she had any clues, she would not sit here and wait for death. After all, she was the one she used to doing. Because the time was too short, neither Mingye nor herself had any useful things to investigate.

"Brother, why do those people look like cockroaches that cannot be beaten? I really don't think I have so many enemies. Even if I have them, I wouldn't dare to do anything to me. This guy is so good that he actually messed up in Mingye's territory."

"Don't worry, I will help you pull the person out."

Song Ming smiled and reached out to rub Song Yiran's short hair.

It was still a little wet, soft, and very comfortable to touch. Song still seemed to enjoy it, squinting his eyes slightly and tilting his head halfway. Song Ming lowered his eyes and saw a trace of complexity flashing in his eyes. He seemed to have never done such a close action to Song Muyun.

Is Song Muyun clearly his real sister?

Song Ming smiled with some self-deprecating smile, and stopped his hands and soon returned to normal. The two chatted for a while, and saw that Song Yiran was a little tired, Song Ming left first.

After he left, Song Yiran ran to the bedroom to sleep, slept until 3:30 pm. She washed her face and went straight to the shooting range.

Xingyu Primary School.

During physical education class, Song Xiaobao directly asked the teacher for leave, stayed in the classroom with his tablet in his arms, pursing his lips, and his expression was a little serious. Song Xiaomeng sat aside and obediently ate his own cake. From time to time, he looked up at Song Xiaobao, and always felt that his brother was doing very serious things.

"I think someone is following Mommy."

"Is it the same group as the people who attacked Ranran?"

"right."

Song Xiaobao stared firmly at the computer screen, looking at the dark black dialog box on it. A name was displayed in the upper left corner, namely Fu Zilie. That day, he felt Song Yiran's strangeness at school, and he felt the same when he arrived at the entrance of the hotel.

He is a smart little genius, and he can guess some of it after a little thought.

"Master, can you help check it out? It is best to let people put all the people in City A on the list. Also, the focus is on Li Shengze."

"That big brother of your father?"

Fu Zilie quickly came back, and Song Xiaobao could also imagine his eyebrows raised and looked disdainful through the screen.

"He has appeared a little frequently recently, and he always feels that a large part of his target is on Mommy. Or rather, he is very interested in Mommy."

This time, Fu Zilie was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly his emotions burst out and a series of exclamations came.

Song Xiaobao curled his lips and felt speechless.

"Damn! Isn't that guy Li Shengze liked your mommy? Tsk tsk, he liked his sister-in-law, this is super exciting content. Do your mommy know? Oh, if your mommy knows, he will definitely lose Li Shengze without saying a word."

Fu Zilie seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and he could feel his excitement through the computer screen.

Song Xiaobao's face looked even more ugly. He really wanted to crawl over the Internet and beat the nonsensical master.

Fu Zilie was there alone and was fantasizing for a long time. Seeing that Song Xiaobao ignored him, he might have felt bored and finally returned to normal.

"Okay, I'm just kidding. Don't tell Ranran that I've teased her like this, and let her know that she will definitely peel me a little."

"Is that so? I see you're very happy just now."

After Song Xiaobao said that, he added a smile. Fu Zilie knew that it means he was sneering now. So he was going to be in trouble.

"Well, my dear apprentice, I'm just a joke. Don't worry, the master will definitely work hard to do what you have assigned to the master. Remember to protect your sister during this period and don't let her be hurt. I think I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

After Fu Zilie finished speaking, he stepped down straight away, so fast that he seemed to be chasing him behind his back.

Song Xiaobao frowned and closed the chat page, opened a hidden folder on the computer, and dragged out a software to open it. After a few minutes, the software was loaded and started running.

"Brother, the cake is finished."

Song Xiaomeng looked up and looked at Song Xiaobao with an innocent face. Her fat little face was covered with cake crumbs, and there was even a little white cream on the tip of her nose, which looked particularly cute and delicious.

"Only eat one, not many."

"But……"

Song Xiaomeng sniffed, feeling particularly aggrieved, and her eyes were cautiously looking forward.

"Okay, Mommy knows she'll get angry. Be good, play by herself, my brother has something to do."

"oh."

Although Song Xiaomeng felt unsatisfied, she did not get entangled in willfulness. She agreed obediently and sat on the bench to read the comic strips. She was soon attracted by the content and focused on it.

Song Xiaobao curled his lips and chuckled softly, then continued to turn his attention to the computer.

He opened the software, loaded a chat tool and went in. It was a chat room, and a few conversations appeared on the screen from time to time.

"Oh, although the reward amount for Dark Night this time is indeed very high, the difficulty coefficient is also very high. Tsk, at least five stars."

"That's right, whoever takes this mission does not mean death? That's a Jade-faced killer. Who is not going around on the road?"

"I'm just a woman. Besides, that was a few years ago, and now it might not be so legendary."

"Come on, what you think is beautiful. Since you think she is definitely not as powerful as before, why don't you take on the mission? Four people, you'll definitely have enough fun for several years if you kill any of them."

Song Xiaobao looked at the conversation above expressionlessly, and a cold flashed in his eyes.

Although he knew that no one here could take on the task of the night, he still felt unhappy when he saw them discussing this matter with the mentality of watching the show.

"I'm black."

As soon as Song Xiaobao's news was sent out, the group suddenly fell into a dead silence.

"Damn, black!"

"I'm not right, it's black!"

"It must be that I don't have many ways to open it, so why does black appear here!"

The exclamations made the whole group boil, and strings of exclamation marks popped up. The page was quickly refreshed, and everyone was sighing that black actually appeared. You know, this legendary existence has disappeared for three and a half years.

This group includes killers, doctors, hackers and geniuses in the dark world, and they are rebellious and never take the secular world and laws into consideration.

Here, anyone with strong abilities will be respected.

Black has always been a legend here. He is neither a killer nor a doctor, nor a profession in any dark world. He is just a semi-invisible existence that exists in this group, but no matter how difficult it is for the people here to get, he can do it easily.

Even if it is something that others cannot do, he can definitely find out the clues found.

The reappearance of black made the group excited, but no one knew that the black sitting in front of the computer was actually not the original one.

After all, no matter how smart or genius Song Xiaobao is, he is just a six-year-old child, and he cannot have the ability to become black.

The reason why he became black was because when he was living abroad with Song Yiran, he accidentally saved a man who was about to die.

Although he died in the end, Song Xiaobao found a notebook from him and recorded his identity. It was because of this that Song Xiaobao knew that he was black. Later, he investigated a lot and learned more and more about black.

Today, when she decided to appear in the group as black, Song Xiaobao hesitated for a long time.

He was worried that he would be exposed, after all, he didn't know black at all, except that he knew him.

If it weren't for the chasing of Song Yiran, he wouldn't have made such a decision. After all, the people in this group are the top existences in the dark world. If they ask them to help, they might soon find out who dared to hurt his mother.

"Hey, black, talk."

"Why don't you stop talking? Is it just my hallucination that black didn't appear at all?"

"Black, where are you? black!"

The group started to explode again, and Song Xiaobao pursed his lips tightly. He hesitated for nearly a minute, but finally made up his mind.

“I need help.”

As soon as Song Xiaobao said this, the whole group fell into silence again. It was like a bomb that Song Xiaobao dropped, blowing the people who were still active just now, making them unable to make any sound.

"Oh, black is a rare plea, and of course we are willing to do whatever we want."

"That's right, say, what do you want us to do?"

"Do you need weapons? What model do you want? Do you want German goods? I just happened to have a batch of new arrivals here, which is definitely overbearing."

"I just need someone to help me investigate one thing. Who is capable enough in this regard?"
Chapter completed!