After Qin Bo went upstairs, only three were left in the spacious living room, with Jian Qing among them.
Jian Qing was sitting on the sofa, her fingertips rapidly typing on the computer keyboard.
"What is this?" Jian Luo leaned towards her, and upon seeing the content displayed on the screen, he first paused, then his eyes shone with joy.
"The secrets of the Bruce Organization." Black Jack turned his head for a glance, curling his lips into an evil grin.
Messing with Jian Qing, the demon, the Bruce Organization's end was probably near.
Jian Qing stopped, the screen popping up with densely packed information, all of it high-level secrets of the Bruce Organization, ranging from member profiles, arms deals, major branches around the world, arms trade routes, assassin background information and tasks. Details even the Bruce Organization's files may not have complete.
