Su Qingyue discovered that the company's new night shift cleaner was strange.
On the night when the stock market was maliciously shorted, he adjusted the satellite dish on the rooftop.
The night the core technology was stolen, he wiped the server hard drive in the computer room.
Until the world's top killers sneaked into the building, but all fell to pieces on the smooth mirror floor, and she finally blocked him in the tool room.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Mo put down the mop, looked at the chaotic villains in the surveillance room, and said calmly:
"As you can see, President."
"I'm just a cleaner who is good at sorting and disposing of 'garbage'."
——The "garbage" he defines includes rampant capital, out-of-control dark web, and all the monsters and monsters that cross the border.
