Fang Lesheng laughed well. Although he said the terrorist organization was very mysterious, his face was not half nervous.

Lu Xiaoxiaoyin feels that Fang Lesheng's attitude toward ink painting is more strange than before, but she doesn't know where to start. She wipes her lips and soon concentrates on the pictures on the computer screen.

One of the pictures on the screen is the one on the CD-ROM with ink on it, and there are even various other colors, except that the text on it is the same.

It seems that this CD-ROM is indeed, as Fang Lesheng said, the symbol of the organization.

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