บท 404: Xia Ting Meets The White Angel

In a simple apartment in downtown Guangzhou, a girl with long black hair was monitoring the activity outside her small space. The surveillance cameras of the surrounding establishments and those she had secretly set-up, reflected on her Acer Predator 35-wide screen monitor. 

Dark circles formed around her eyes after an entire night without sleep, yet her small face, pointed nose, and unblemished skin made up for the puffiness of her bags.

She was wearing simple clothes; an off-shoulder blouse and denim shorts that revealed her slender legs. She sat in front of a semi-circle desk with three monitors of different sizes utterly filling the top. 

Li Wen knew what she did would result in her being in danger, but it was now or forever take part-time hacking jobs.