Fu Heng stared at Ning Hao in disbelief.
Before he could wail, Ning Hao said again, "However, my brother has already arranged for the technicians to follow up. At the very least, we have to capture the source of the news."
Fu Heng nodded and said, "That's right! Even if the matter is irreversible, I have to catch the mastermind!"
"Then how is it now?" Fu Heng asked expectantly.
Ning Hao looked down at the tablet in his hand and shook his head. "We tracked the other party's IP. It's a fake address. The technical team is still following up."
Fu Heng leaned back in his chair, looking half paralyzed.
"Why is the heavens treating me like this!"
Ning Hao looked at Fu Heng and picked up a document on the table.
Fu Heng saw Ning Hao's actions and asked listlessly, "What else is there? If you want to attack me, come with me!"
Ning Hao finally stopped hesitating.
