"Come out. I know you're there. ”

Back in the lounge that had been arranged for her, Caitlyn took a shower as if nothing had happened, and quietly leaned back on the bed and squinted for a moment. Although Eric is a detective with a supernatural mind, his body movements are obviously a lot rougher - such a heavy snort can't hide the ears of an agent.

"You've found out. Eric struggled to crawl out of the bed, lying on his back on the floor, gasping for air.

But before Eric could get up, Caitlyn suddenly rolled out of bed and straddled him with her legs outstretched. Caitlyn pointed her right index finger at Eric's chest and asked condescendingly, "Tell me how you managed to get past the search." ”

Eric tried to sit up in defiance, but Caitlyn pushed him back with a finger. He had no choice but to take out a ring that Catelyn was very familiar with from his trouser pocket, the magnetic ring* developed by Arris, and said frankly: "I asked for one more bed bug from the bug in advance, and then posted it on a host in the command room, so that Aris hacked into your surveillance system, so that I can not only hear your dispatch, but also see the various surveillance images, as long as I stagger the peak to avoid your search." ”

Caitlin then realized that Aris had always belonged to the "supernumerary member", and this little man with a very weak sense of existence had just become Eric's emptiness, and the emotionally blinded Qianzi only focused on Eric, forgetting Arris's seemingly inconspicuous but important external factors.

"So, what about Soros? What does it mean that there is also a Soros. Caitlin tightened her legs and grabbed Eric's restless body, trying to break free.

"Remember that glass of lemonade in the study?" said Eric, gasping as he only felt his blood boiling again.

"The empty cup?" asked Caitlyn.

"Yes, there was some lemonade in it, but it was just me - but it didn't matter. Eric didn't want Caitlyn to know how embarrassed she was, "The problem is that it's lemonade in there. ”

"What's the problem?" Caitlyn still didn't understand the point.

"In the room of these two guys, except for coffee and barley tea, there is only all kinds of alcohol, and there is no shadow of half a lemon. Eric twisted his waist uncomfortably and continued, "And who has the right to drink lemonade in their study?"

"Maybe it's some other distinguished guest, why must it be Soros?" Caitlyn questioned.

"Although all the signs of this base show that Soros has only two brothers, just like the matter of Miffy's child, wherever it exists, it will inevitably leave traces. Eric began to dig into his pockets hard.

"Did you find that trace?" asked Caitlyn.

"This is it. Eric flipped out a photo from his phone.

Caitlin took the phone and looked at it, the photo showed two children about five years old, and in terms of appearance and facial features, they were indeed seven or eight points similar to the Soros AB brothers. But no matter how you look at it, there are only two children in the picture, and there is no third Soros as Eric said.

"I still don't see it. Caitlin zoomed in on the photo, but she still couldn't see the name.

"Look at their clothes and maybe you'll find something new. Eric prompted.

Catelyn turned her attention to the two children's clothes, and sure enough, she saw something strange about them. The two Soros in the photo are wearing two knitted sweaters, which at first glance really doesn't seem like a problem, but if you look closely at the chest of the sweater, you can see that there are very small letters embroidered there, A and C

"One B less. Caitlyn spoke out about the problem.

"That's right, the two children are dressed identically, but the letters on their chests are different. I think the letters on the chest are a sign to distinguish the child, but if it's two brothers, then A should be followed by B, not directly to C. Eric explained.

"In other words, there should be a Soros C?" Thinking of Soros's name AB, Caitlin guessed.

"I think that this Soros B should be the Soros C in the photo, so the photos of these two people will be put on it, and the real Soros B may be independent by their family for some reason. Eric continued, "And this missing Soros may be the one behind the real manipulation of the overall situation of G-Island." ”

"Can you find him?" Catelyn smiled.

Hearing this request, Eric was visibly a little frustrated. He sighed and said with a wry smile: "I'm already bothering to run for my life now, let alone find this mysterious Soros." ”

"Speaking of which, I think I'd like to make sure. Caitlin pressed Eric on the shoulders with both hands.

"Confirm whether I was involved in the assassination of Jefferson?" Eric was even more frustrated at the thought.

"I think you should have heard from that interference ring that Chiko received a video of your participation in the assassination, and this video has also been checked and is indeed not fake. Caitlyn said as she lowered her head slightly, staring into Eric's eyes.

"Well—I'd like to know what's going on, and to be honest, I can't even trust myself right now. Or, perhaps, I am also a test subject for the mysteries of the Book of Abraham—an Eric alive like me in some corner of the world. Eric was distracted by Caitlin's fragrant snort.

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Catelyn lowered her head a little more, the tip of her nose just a foot away from Eric.

"This, this, I think you'll be a little more sensible than her. Eric tempted to turn his head, but Caitlyn's fragrant breath made him really uncomfortable.

"Well, maybe we might as well discuss how to find that Soros. Eric resisted the impending eruption of lust and tried to direct his attention to the immediate imperative.

"But for me, there's another thing I need to confirm. Caitlyn pursed her lips and smiled.

"W-What?" Eric squirmed his throat. At this time, the tips of the two noses were already leaning against each other, and Eric felt that his breathing had been controlled by Caitlin, and his breath and breath, and his heart did not jump all at once, all closely followed the breath rhythm of the stunner in front of him.

"Of course - it's the sensation of my body—"

As she spoke, Catelyn steadied Eric's lips. Eric felt Caitlyn's lilac tongue rubbing gently against his arrows like a small fish. Unlike last time, Caitlyn had locked the door tightly as she entered—this time no one would disturb the growing lingering between the two.