"I missed you, so I called you over." Yue Zhong said.

Angelina glanced at Yue Zhong with some disdain, "Miss me?" Are you fooling me? If you want to think about you, you also miss your wife, what lives up to your lovesickness, what kind of gentleman lives at the end of the Yangtze River...... Yue Chong, you are also hard enough. ”

Yue Zhong rolled his eyes, it seemed that Angelina had come a little earlier than he thought.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about my business, I called you here for a serious matter." Yue Zhong said.

"Business? Do you still have something to do? Angelina glanced Yue Zhong up and down, "You don't look like a person who is doing business." ”

Yue pouted, looking a little unhappy.

Why don't I look like a person who does business? I'm so rooted, I'm working hard, I'm generating income for the country......

"Here's for you." Yue Zhong took out a handful of things from his pocket and put them in Angelina's hand.

"What is this?" Angelina asked, a little surprised.

"Just open it and you'll know." Yue Zhong said very mysteriously.

Angelina looked at Yue Chong, then at the cloth bag in her hand, and then opened the small cloth bag in her hand.

"Sand?" Angelina was a little angry when she saw the contents of the cloth bag.

Yue Chong, what are you doing, what are you doing with a handful of sand? Are you trying to mock me for being a fool? You scheming stinking.

"Smell the ......," Yue Zhong said.

Seeing Yue Chong's serious appearance, Angelina still put the sand in her hand on the side of her nose.

"Huh...... A smell of oil. Angelina said with a frown, looking a little disgusted.

"Yes." Yue nodded heavily, "This is the taste in Mo Xuan's body. ”

Ink... Body?

"Yue Chong, what happened to the black boy? You beast! Angelina grabbed Yue Chong's neck and shouted fiercely.

Angelina's strength is really not small, and Yue Chong's eyes were almost squeezed out.

"Let it go, what are you excited about, I said it's ink, not blackboy. I went to the Taklamakan Desert before, and I really don't lie to you, I've seen a lot of ink. Yue Zhong said.

"Huh? Are there a lot of them? ”。 Angelina has always felt that there is only a black boy in the world.

"Yes, and I found a problem. If you think about it carefully, has the black boy never pulled ~? Yue Zhong asked.

Angelina was stunned, "It seems to be ...... I really haven't seen it. ”

"It's very likely that the ink is not a living thing, but a made, something like a half-living thing." Yue Zhong said that he can only think about it now, because only mechanical things need engine oil to operate.

Angelina was directly dumbfounded, the black boy is a cyborg thing? This made her a little unacceptable.

"It's impossible, the black boy has grown tall, his strength has grown, and you still say that he has been in love~ love, how can it be a semi-mechanical thing, impossible!" Angelina shook her head vigorously, when she was most helpless, it was the black boy who accompanied her.

"The ink is exactly the same, as long as you change the program, it's a very simple thing." Yue Zhong spread his hands.

"What are you telling me to do that?" Angelina suddenly stared at Yue Chong's eyes.

"The inkware I met in the Taklamakan Desert before is equipped with an extremely violent self-detonation system in its body, you just remind you, be careful." Yue Zhong shrugged his shoulders and said, Angelina's kind of questioning made him feel like he was doing something bad.

The two were silent for a long time, and finally Angelina gently said thank you and left.

Yue Zhong was a little helpless, Angelina may have regarded Mo Yao as a friend and an indispensable partner, but sometimes, the truth is very cruel.

"Forget it, sleep." Yue Zhong stretched and walked back to the bedroom.

……

What made Yue Zhong feel unbelievable was that this time was unusually calm, and almost nothing happened. Shuguang didn't come to him for trouble, of course, Yue Zhong didn't believe that Shuguang would let go of these grievances.

This guy is clearly planning something bigger.

Maybe that's what he said: control the whole world.

As for the matter of the ** provider, Yue Zhong still has no progress at all, and he can't investigate anything at all.

Even the two guys who died on the plane have fake identities, and their real identities can't be found at all.

"What the hell is it?" Yue Zhong sat in the coffee shop, put the medicine bottle containing the red liquid on the table, and thought about it with his head propped up.

He also thought about drinking it directly, but he didn't dare to, who knows what the effect will be.

There was no news from Rose's side, he sent a bottle to the Dark Island base for Rose to study, it had been many days, and there was still no progress.

"Smack." Suddenly, a pair of hands slapped on Yue Chong's shoulders, and Yue Chong, who was wandering in his thoughts, was startled.

"Grass, you're a ghost, can you walk a little still." Yue Chongtou also scolded every time.

"If only I were a ghost, I could stay by Rose's side every day." A somewhat unpleasant voice came from behind Yue Chong.

"Han Xiaoye, I said that you are a little promising, okay?" Yue Zhong was angry and frightened.

At this time, Han Xiaoye had already walked in front of Yue Zhong and sat down directly.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me? If there is nothing to do, I will leave, and I have no time to accompany you in this sigh life. Han Xiaoye waved his hand.

"What have you been busy with lately?" Yue Chong grinned and asked, there has been no news of this guy for a long time, and Yue Chong doesn't know what kind of plane Han Xiaoye is doing, and Yue Chong has always maintained a vigilance against Han Xiaoye.

A smart person thinks too much and has a lot of curves, who knows if he is planning something unfavorable to him.

"It has nothing to do with you." Han Xiaoye snorted, and then picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it.

"You're not afraid that I'm going to poison my coffee?"

"Are you down?". Han Xiaoye asked.

"No, I just spat a little bit into it." Yue Zhong said.

"Oh." Han Xiaoye responded, and then drank all the coffee.

"I'm grass, you've become tai, you still drink it all after spitting!"

"Did you really throw up?".

"No ......"

"That's it, okay, I said you're all bored, just let it go if you have a fart." Han Xiaoye said angrily, it was really a sad thing that he was often led by the nose by Yue Chong, an idiot.

"You're blind, look this way." Yue Zhong pointed to the small medicine bottle containing the red liquid on the table.

"What the hell?" Han Xiaoye picked up the small medicine bottle, looked at it twice, and then put it down, "What's in it?" ”

"I just didn't know how to ask you, do you know what this is?" Yue Zhong asked.

Han Xiaoye squinted at Yue Chong, and then nodded: "Yes." ”

"What?" Yue Chong's eyes lit up suddenly.