After separating from He Weilong, Shen Siyuan relied on the map in his memory, and found one of the exits after a while, and after observing for a moment to make sure that no one found him, he went out, and the dazzling sunlight shone on him so that he couldn't open his eyes for a long time.

He rested for a moment to get used to it with tears in his eyes, and set off again.

He already had a preliminary idea of the level of science and technology of this era, and the most advanced detection was nothing more than infrared thermal imaging, but in the desert during the day, this technology was equivalent to scrapping, and the chances of the Marines finding him were slim.

But even if he finds him, as long as He Weilong doesn't betray him, he can completely pretend to be stupid now.

Why be alone in the desert? Get lost.

Where did it come from? Stimulated, I don't remember.

Shen Siyuan's injuries were not serious, and the flesh injuries were quickly treated, and he followed the navigation all the way to Xinning Xicheng.

A dozen kilometers away is not too far, and he reached the edge of the city just before sunset and found a small hotel on the side of the road.

The owner of the inn was startled when he saw his wolf appearance, and Shen Siyuan explained that he was a foreign tourist who came to Turin alone for tourism, but the terminal was broken and he got lost in the desert, and finally walked out and was ready to rest for a few days before returning home.

The little boss did not suspect him and enthusiastically led him into the room.

Before leaving, He Weilong gave him a handful of banknotes, and Shen Siyuan counted them, a total of 3,100. He didn't know what the prices were here, and it wasn't until he saw that it only cost more than 30 yuan for a night in a hotel that he realized that the boy seemed to have given him a large sum of money.

Shen Siyuan looked at the stack of banknotes, and his mind was complicated.

It is false to say that he is not moved, maybe this money is nothing to He Weilong, but he can be so generous, which makes Shen Siyuan feel surprised, this sincerity is commendable.

Although He Weilong is a little stupid, he is still a very good child, and his courage to fight with Parrett is enough to prove it, not to mention that he also helps a stranger so much, and he doesn't care whether the other party will reciprocate.

He is like a small sun, constantly emitting light and heat, warming the surrounding qiē.

After counting the things He Weilong gave him, Shen Siyuan's throat was blocked, as if he had stuffed something, very uncomfortable.

He washed up briefly, thought about it and thought about it, and still sent a message to He Weilong.

"I've found the hotel, thank you."

He hadn't found a matching charger yet, so he turned it off.

After getting out of danger, the nerves were completely relaxed, the sequelae of excessive adrenaline secretion were completely revealed, and the sleepiness was menacing, and he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Shen Siyuan slept for two days, and he had been trapped in all kinds of bizarre dreams.

Vaguely he went back to when he was a child.

It was a thunderous night, and the three-year-old hugged his knees and curled up in the corner alone like a lump of meat.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap outside the house, and he covered his ears in panic, and the projection of the branches of the trees was reflected on the snow-white wall, accompanied by the howling of the wind, and he danced a strange dance, like a ghost from hell.

Shen Siyuan trembled all over, and shouted with a crying voice: "Little ......"

The round smart machine heard his call, opened the door and came to him, and asked, "Dear little master, what do you command?" ”

"I'm scared ......"

Xiao D looked at him for a long time, and the processor worked out the results at a rapid pace, and responded: "Lightning is a phenomenon of breakdown of the high-voltage electric field insulating medium formed by charged clouds, and you should not be afraid of it. ”

"Why ......" Shen Siyuan choked up and looked at the Jiqi people who had grown up with him, with resentment in his eyes.

"Because the upper part of the cloud layer is generally positively charged, while the lower part is negatively charged, a potential difference is formed. When a certain ...... is reached"

Shen Siyuan collapsed and said, "Don't say it again-!" ”

Another explosion sounded, and Shen Siyuan woke up from his dream suddenly, he didn't open the curtains, and the room was dark.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his consciousness gradually returned, still feeling very tired. Although the high fever on his body had subsided and the minor injuries had scabbed, his limbs were still sore and he didn't want to move.

However, as soon as he turned over, he was so frightened that he almost fell out of bed!

A man in a gray suit was sitting on a couch by the window, looking at him indifferently.

"You're awake, Mr. Shen." The man's voice is very magnetic and gives a warm sense of groundedness.

Shen Siyuan's first reaction was that it was over.

How did he get exposed, that message before he went to bed?

No, he has blocked his signal, impossible.

And He Weilong didn't know where he was, and he lied that all his documents were lost, and he didn't show his identity when he checked in.

What's going on?

When Shen Siyuan was stunned, the man got up and turned on the light, and the room suddenly lit up.

Shen Siyuan saw his appearance clearly now.

The man has a handsome face, a gentle expression, about thirty years old, a slender body, a tall posture, and a very elegant gesture.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself." The man smiled, pulled open his suit, and took out his work card from his inner pocket, Shen Siyuan noticed a simple wedding ring on his ring finger.

Then the man skillfully opened the card with two fingers and put it in front of him: "National Security Bureau, Xu Linfeng." ”

He Weilong's love was very low.

Parrett escaped, and despite the Marines' netting, he disappeared without a trace, which is quite unbelievable.

He Weilong had seen Parrett's photo.

Last year, he sneaked into He Yuanzheng's office and accidentally came to the text on the table, which was a picture of Parrett, but he was not bald at the time.

But before he could read the words below, he was thrown out by He Yuanzheng.

Rao also had a preliminary impression of Parrett - this was a very dangerous person.

So he was shocked when he found Parret's traces in the old Ningxi City, quietly prepared, and contacted Li Xin to inform his father.

Dealing with Parrett was too exciting for him, and the moment he kicked Parrett down can be called the most handsome moment in his 17-year life.

It's just that he couldn't keep Shen Siyuan.

He Weilong knew very well that he should be in love with Shen Siyuan, whether it was his appearance or his knowledge, they were crazy to attract him.

So when He Weilong received that thank you message, he was simply ecstatic. But after he replied enthusiastically, he received a reminder that the delivery failed. He called back in surprise, only to find that it was an empty number—

Shen Siyuan didn't want him to contact him.

It was like being in the vast snow-capped mountains, finally making a fire, and being blown out by the biting cold wind, which made him shiver.

He wandered aimlessly around the city of Ningxi, confused and unsure where he was going.

The underground base was already under the control of the intelligence bureau, and he didn't want to go home, and there were no fun places to visit in the city.

He didn't have the heart to go to his next destination, and the fact that Shen Siyuan left him seemed to have burned all his enthusiasm.

The teenager crouched on the side of the shady road, his fingers unconsciously sliding the screensaver of the terminal.

Before leaving, he quietly activated the emergency call location, if Shen Siyuan hadn't thrown away his watch, he should have been found by someone sent by his mother by now.

Even if Shen Siyuan knew the truth in the future and was disgusted with him because of it, he would never let him go.