C2589 We Are Racing Against Time

"It's encrypted, and when it's done, I'll send it to your email, so even if they find out, there's no evidence."

Leng Yanmo said lightly, his face full of confidence.

He gently rubbed his little fat hand. After tapping on the code for so long, the other side kept pressing him. His hand almost never stopped moving. Naturally, it was a little soft and sore.

Just now