The night was quiet, in the garden landscape area three hundred meters away from the Ye Family villa.
Ye Xinghao and Gu Beiming were in the car, studying the map of the Ye Family villa.
Meanwhile, in the back seat, Ye Xingtong's tiny hands kept typing on the keyboard, busy with something unknown.
After ten seconds of silence from the keyboard, Gu Beiming's train of thought also paused. He turned back with a light smile and asked, "Xingtong, my dear, what are you doing?"
Ye Xingtong, dressed in tactical gear and wearing specialized glasses, holding a portable laptop, looked very sharp. His hands paused slightly, and he replied coolly,
"Handling the Ye Family's security system."
Ye Zhiyuan was extremely security-conscious; there were twelve bodyguards at the villa's front entrance, more than ten hidden sentries at the back, and infrared devices coupled with traps at various corners.
Without disabling the security system in advance, there was no way to enter smoothly.