Chapter 4 Interpol

  In the main hall of Interpol headquarters, staff were busy at work. A 17-year-old girl with two pigtails tied up high, wearing a white princess dress, had her round face scrunched up in concentration, her dimples barely visible. Her eyes were fixed on the computer screen as her fingers flew across the keyboard, like ten little elves dancing on it. Suddenly, the computer screen went black, and the girl's big eyes stared at it tensely. A moment later, the screen flickered back to life, displaying a strange image: a skull with a scythe dripping blood, which formed three words: Reaper.

  "Oh, yeah. I did it hehe." The girl excitedly stood up and jumped up and down a couple of times, spinning around in place, her two small white fists clenched and waving vigorously in the air. Suddenly, the hall fell silent. It was only then that the girl realized something was off, looked around, and saw all the men staring at her with their mouths agape, eyes wide with wonder, drooling all over the floor. The girl's face turned bright red as she coyly stuck out her tongue and lowered her head. Then, suddenly lifting her head, she fiercely said: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beauty before? If you keep staring, I'll punch you!" She said, huffing and puffing, then sat back down.

  "What's wrong? Who made our little princess angry again?" The voice came from afar, and the speaker was a woman wearing a tight leather suit, about 1.7 meters tall, with long hair draped over her shoulders, a pointed chin, and big eyes. She gave off an air of elegance mixed with charm. "Oh, Hong Jie, you're back! They looked at me with that dirty gaze again. Hmph!" she said, huffing once more.

  "Don't bother with those perverts." She said, sitting down at her own desk. The woman known as Red Sister, Cheng Zhihong, originally belonged to the Beijing Public Security Bureau's Criminal Police Department in China. Several times she had successfully collaborated with Interpol to complete tasks and was absorbed by the organization. Especially her agile movements, marksmanship worthy of a godly gunner, and exceptional intelligence earned her the respect of all her colleagues.

  And the girl's name is Aileen. Since childhood, she has been fond of computers and became the most famous computer hacker on the internet at the age of 14, known as a goddess online. She once participated in the Sino-US Hacker War, hacking into the entire network system of the US FBI, paralyzing it for three days, thus gaining fame. Known as the genius girl. Later absorbed by Interpol.

  Aileen exclaimed: "Hong Jie, I've finally breached the internal network system of the Harvester."

  "Oh, really? Let me see. My goodness! Linlin you're amazing. Our headquarters has many experts who didn't succeed, but you actually did." Erin heard this and proudly raised her head: "Hmph! Of course, who am I? I'm a genius."

  Hong Jie listened to Hehe's laughter and smiled twice. Looking at the computer screen, she suddenly furrowed her brow. Aileen looked at Hong Jie's face: "What's wrong, Hong Jie?" Hong Jie frowned: "Look." Aileen followed Hong Jie's gaze towards the screen. Suddenly, she opened her mouth wide and shouted: "My god! They actually spent 500 million US dollars to secretly kill a Chinese person, who is an assassin!"

  "This is going to cause trouble at home. So many assassins are flooding into China, it's bound to be chaotic. Thinking about it, I'd better notify the country." He said and walked out.

  The office of the Director of the National Security Bureau in Beijing, China. A sudden and urgent phone call interrupted the director's work. Director Cheng Zhi-guo picked up the phone, and a pleasant voice came from the receiver: "Brother, what are you doing?" "Oh, it's Little Red, what's going on?" "Brother, you're in trouble hehe." "You're laughing and saying I'm in trouble? What kind of trouble is it? Tell me," Director Cheng said helplessly. "Hehe, I just got the news that someone has posted a $50 million bounty on the 'Harvester' website to assassinate a top Chinese assassin known as 'Ghost Head'."

  Oh? Ghost head? Thought for a moment: "I know." Hung up the phone casually.