With a comfortable win in the City of Angels, the entire Rockets were in a good mood and celebrated at an upscale bar in Beverly Hills, only to disperse until two or three in the morning.

As a close partner of Yang Yiming, the hero of the victory, this celebration party is naturally among the invitees for Xiaochun.

But he's destined to miss tonight's event, with almost twelve hours to find Carlonsky III before the team heads to Salt Lake City tomorrow for their next away game.

The person who is said to be able to help Yang Yiming improve his ability value!

1/

If Caronsky II, who loved the central city of Memphis, could be described as eccentric, then his son III could only be described as paradoxical. In mid-November, the old man gave Yu Xiaochun's contact information for the third world, but he deliberately took care of him not to contact the other party before leaving.

He didn't know where the next day was. Also, don't call him, he's that kind of person, you know... It's someone who feels restless whenever they see a phone call coming in. Face-to-face, or text message, as long as it's not on the phone. ”

These strange requirements were carefully written down by Yu Xiaochun one by one.

Before the Rockets left for Los Angeles, he couldn't wait to pull out his phone and send a message to the contact number. The content of the information is as follows:

"Hello Scott Kalonsky III! I'm a friend of Team Rocket Yang Yiming, and I also know your father. He introduced me to visit you in LA and talk about the ability value, I don't know if it's convenient for you? ”

After sending the message, it was a long wait, but until the team's flight took off and was urged to shut down, Yu Xiaochun did not receive a reply from this "third world".

In fact, it wasn't until the next night, when the Rockets played in the fourth quarter, that the Lakers were gone, and after Yang Yiming ate his sixth and final foul when he broke through the defense, almost accompanied by the referee's whistle, Yu Xiaochun felt a shock of the mobile phone in his personal pocket.

It is the message of the "Three Worlds".

He slid away to check.

The entire message is only written "OK".

OK？！

Sure enough, the weirdness is not inferior to his father at all, Yu Xiaochun was fortunately mentally prepared, and quickly edited a new message and sent it out: "Thank you for your reply, then what time and where do you see when we meet?" ”

Silence again.

118-95, the bell rang for the game, and the Rockets finally won. After greeting a bunch of reporters on the sidelines, washing in the locker room, attending a press conference, even if the broadcast signal has long been cut off and the lights are dimmed, the professional players have to complete these post-match routines before they can board the bus back to the hotel.

Just a second before boarding the train, the second message of the third world was pushed to Yu Xiaochun's mobile phone. At an inexplicable point in time, it seems as if someone is watching all the time.

This time it's a photo.

A night view photo of a high-rise building in the heart of Los Angeles is taken, but the nearby scenery is out of focus, and it is even more difficult to distinguish when it is shrouded in night.

"Do you want me to come to this place to find you?"

Yu Xiaochun asked, waited for a long time, but never received any more messages. It seems that this is the only clue he can find Kalonsky III tonight.

2/

"There's an old classmate in the U.S. who is in Los Angeles and happens to meet me, so I won't go with you." Yu Xiaochun lied to Yang Yiming, and when he saw that the other party was suspicious, he added, "It's a girl, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't believe you." ”

Yang Yiming didn't look at the mobile phone he sent, but just squeezed his eyebrows and replied with four words, "Good luck!" ”

Watching the team bus slowly drive away, Yu Xiaochun hurriedly called an Uber service, filled in a random destination address, and waited for someone to take the order.

The driver was a Palestinian man in his forties and fifties — possibly Indian, but the driver's warm greeting when Mr. Yu got into the car and let him quickly rule it out — and it looked like the kind of experienced, full-time Uber driver Mr. Yu needed. "Don't care about the destination I filled, let's go to this place, where do you think this photo was taken?" He handed over the photo of the third world on his phone as soon as possible.

"I'll see." Palestine is indeed a good comrade-in-arms of the Chinese people, and when he heard such a strange request from the gentleman who got on the bus at one o'clock at night, he did not complain, took the mobile phone and looked at it carefully, "Judging from the direction, it seems to be taken in the direction of the beach." But..."

"How?" Seeing that he had eyebrows, Yu Xiaochun was a little happy.

The Palestinian driver enlarged the photo on his mobile phone several times and swiped left and right to look at it, but finally shook his head and said: "But there are no other clues left on the photo, the scene is too blurry." I can only take you to the beach, and you walk slowly to compare yourself. ”

Well, at least not without eyebrows.

Let's go!

3/

The Pakistani driver pulled Yu Xiaochun to the beach, found an angle closest to the high-rise buildings in the city center in the camera, put him down, pointed him to a path leading to the beach, and drove away.

Yu Xiaochun was very grateful, and originally wanted to leave a tip of ten dollars, but our old comrades-in-arms resolutely refused to accept it.

I can only keep my gratitude to Lei Feng in my heart.

When I looked up at my watch, it was close to two o'clock in the morning.

I don't know where Yiming and how they are playing, how they celebrated, Yu Xiaochun thought silently.

Walking on the beach, the coastline at night is very quiet, the sea breeze blows, and I can't help but feel a little cool, Yu Xiaochun couldn't help but clamp his jacket.

In order to see the high-rise buildings in the city center in the background, he moved closer to the sea, and his feet stepped on the soft sand, which actually felt a little crossed.

He'd only seen the famous California beach in TV movies and Grand Theft Auto games.

And now, the sound of the waves, the delicate touch of the sand, and the moon hanging high are so real.

Where exactly did you take the photos?

That's it! Along the entire long coastline, Yu Xiaochun picked the villa at a glance.

In the area pointed out by the driver, there are several households that are still lit at this time, but only this one, as if there is a mysterious power in the dark, attracts Yu Xiaochun to move closer to it and take a step.

Is it because of the gloomy and unpredictable orange light reflected from the windows on the second floor?

Yu Xiaochun didn't know either.

Ding-dong, he rang the doorbell.

"Come in, the door is open." There was a monotonous and unpopular answer from the intercom system, as if a robot was talking.

Yu Xiaochun pushed the door and entered.

The house has no foyer, and there is a staircase leading directly to the second floor. "Come on." This time, the voice was much more normal, like a mix of machine and human voices.

Following the steps, Yu Xiaochun went up to the second floor and finally met Karonsky III.

To be exact, the other party has not introduced himself yet, but the person in front of him can only be the possibility of Karonsky III.

I saw that in the entire space on the second floor, six 40-inch screens were erected around the central workbench with a stand, two by two, up and down, divided into three columns, and all kinds of sports information were played - if you have seen the studio of financial programs, you can fully imagine the scene in front of you, but the six screens of Kalonsky III are all rolling scores, highlights, real-time broadcasts, and reviews and analysis of various sports. With just a casual glance, Yu Xiaochun could tell at least eight of them, including basketball, baseball, rugby, ice hockey, football, hockey, rugby, and cricket. Behind the six large screens is a larger curved projection screen, which occupies the entire wall of space, playing the picture of a basketball game.

That's where the flickering orange light I saw from outside the house came from.

"You can do all these sports?" After hesitating for a long time, Yu Xiaochun motioned to those screens and popped out such a sentence to break the silence.

"Hmm." The real voice of Kalonsky III was neither mechanical nor deep, but rather somewhat sharp, "Actually, they are all the same. It's nothing more than a difference in skill and emphasis... If you understand one of them, you will be able to understand the others. ”

This Kalonsky III, about the same age as Yu Xiaochun in his early twenties, had long hair like a rock star covering his pale face from one side, a long-sleeved smock with a wide chest, and his lower body was covered with leather pants and leather boots, and he seemed to be sweating all over his body when he spoke, and he seemed to be in high spirits.

"Then my friend Yang Yiming... Is there a way you can help him? ”

"Yang, Yiming..."Sanshi, who was sitting on the swivel chair, kicked his feet and turned back to the direction of the workbench, and knocked on the keyboard, and different contents about Yang Yiming suddenly appeared on the six screens and a projection cloth.

Stats, matches, interviews, highlights, sideline tidbits, on-field mistakes, you name it.

What appeared on the projection cloth was the highlights of his game with the Lakers that had just ended the night before, and the upper left corner of the highlight screen was the radar chart that Karonsky II often mentioned and drew countless times in Xiaochun's mind, Yang Yiming's comprehensive score of 78 points!

"This, yes, this is it!"

He was already incoherent with excitement.

"I see." With his back to Yu Xiaochun, the cold and sharp voice of the third world floated over.

"I need to think about it, and you'll come back to me tomorrow."

"Okay!"

"Is it still here?" Thinking of the care of the second, Yu Xiaochun asked more.

"You go to Las Vegas to find me. Hotel Aria, I'll send you the room number tomorrow. ”

Thankfully, I asked more!