Sam Witwich successfully got in touch with the beautiful Mikara and drove her home, although the process was full of comedy and some embarrassing little problems, but after all, they became friends who could communicate, which was a big improvement. And let him forget about the car for a while, he felt very ridiculous, and when he got home, he looked at his notebook and smiled.

Murphy naturally wouldn't let him ignore his existence, and the notebook screen went black again, "Now is not the time to be happy, all changes will appear tonight, if you are not sleepy, we can talk!" ”

Sam Witwich's face changed, but this time he knew he could communicate, "I said man, you haven't given up doing this boring thing, my car is normal." ”

"A normal car will change the radio station by itself?" After Murphy said this, Sam Witwich was stunned.

He was completely oblivious to this strange thing that he had been made by his hormone surge today, but he still didn't believe it, "It's a broken car, and its radio is broken." ”

"Sam, you're in danger, you have what they need, and the other side is divided into two factions, one mild and the other violent, and you need my help."

"So who are you? How do you know? Sam Witwich is calmer now because Murphy doesn't pose the slightest threat to him at the moment, and he doesn't have the fear he feels.

"I've been studying them for a long time, and there have been traces of their existence on Earth for a long time, and your great-great-grandfather discovered something amazing when he explored the North Pole, and the giant iceman he said was actually a robot, an alien mechanical lifeform, and the figure he found was their text."

"Really?" Sam Witwich asked.

The average person is reluctant to accept that his elders are mentally ill, especially if his great-great-grandfather was an explorer, which is a remarkable profession.

"Yes, he left a clue, but it was not accepted at the time, and the government needed to keep it a secret, and this kind of thing will not be publicized everywhere, which is actually a great discovery."

"So they put my great-great-grandfather in a mental hospital?"

"Yes, you might be next."

"How so? But how do you prove that what you say is true? ”

"It's very simple, go to bed and lie down, hear the sound of the car's engine and get up again, and then you follow your car, you will understand everything, simple?"

"It's not easy, you're saying my car will leave on its own?"

"Yes, he needs you to report on you, there will be more alien robots coming to Earth, they are looking for something, and you have the exact coordinates of that thing."

"No way, I don't know where what you're talking about!"

"Your great-great-grandfather's glasses have exact coordinates on them, if you don't believe me, you can find them out!"

Sam Witwich immediately got up, he wanted to expose the other man's lies, and hurried to find his great-great-grandfather's glasses, but he panicked now, and the big boy became clumsy when he panicked, or rather he was very clumsy himself.

"Where? Where is it? Why is it gone? He rummaged through every part of his room, but couldn't find it.

Murphy looked at him helplessly, is this guy really a fool, or is that what most American teenagers look like? Their parents basically don't help them clean up their rooms, which fosters their independence, which is completely different from Huaxia, and their rooms are usually messy.

Thankfully, no one urged him, and finally Sam Witwich finally found his backpack in the kitchen, the old glasses had been turned out, and under Murphy's guidance, he found something he hadn't noticed.

"These are the coordinates?"

"yes, put it away, this thing is crucial."

"Wouldn't it be better if I ruined it?" Sam Witwich asked.

"Then you have to worry about whether the other party will kill you, and you destroy something extremely important to them, then the problem is very serious." Murphy didn't want Sam Whitwich to destroy him, he was going to use his glasses as bait to catch some big fish.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, everything will change tonight, if what you say is true, then I'm willing to accept your help, if not, then I'll go redo the system tomorrow." When Sam Witwich had finished speaking, he climbed into bed and lay there, but he did not feel the slightest sleep, and waited with his eyes open for his car to run away.

It wasn't long, it wasn't early when he went home today, the engine of the "boom" car roared, and it was exceptionally clear in the middle of the night, Sam Witwich sat up instantly, he hurriedly rushed out of the room, ran to the balcony on the second floor, and his car really started and wanted to leave, and it had already driven to the lawn.

Sam Witwich grabbed the phone, then rushed downstairs, pushed out his mountain bike, pedaled and chased after it. He didn't know if there was someone in the car now, if it was the hacker's accomplice who had come to steal his car and thus achieve the purpose of deceiving himself. But relatively speaking, now he is relatively calm, tracking his car all the way to a factory.

Staring at his car from afar, he finally saw a scene that shocked him, the car transformed into a huge robot, and then launched a beam of light to illuminate the sky, "It's real, it's true......" The shock in his heart was indescribable, he took out his mobile phone tremblingly, but at this time the mobile phone rang, "Ah ......" scared him and threw the mobile phone away, but the mobile phone still rang persistently.

Sam Witwich was afraid that the robot would hear it, so he hurriedly picked it up again, "Hey? ”

"Sam, do you believe what I say now?" Murphy said.

"Is that you? How do you know my phone number? Sam Witwich was surprised by the other party's methods, "You can't be from the government department, will you?" ”

"If I were you, you wouldn't ask so much, now I'll ride out of here and we'll talk back home, if you keep staying, then there will be a lot of trouble."

"Okay." Sam Witwich's horror he couldn't describe himself, but someone gave him a little instruction now, and he subconsciously thought that it was right, and it was better than not having an idea.

Returned home in a panic, and then quietly returned to his room, his parents still did not get up, Sam Witwich sat tremblingly in front of his notebook, fortunately his notebook was plugged in with a network cable and power supply, otherwise Murphy would not have been able to contact him directly.

And now, Murphy has basically gained the trust of the other party, which is a good start, and the next thing is to set the trap.