On the outskirts of Naples, Italy, a black Mercedes car slowly drove along a curved, flat road into a small town near the hills.

Looking at the slightly old and shabby street scenes on both sides of the road, Horns, who was holding the steering wheel, couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Are we on the wrong track?"

"It's impossible to ......," the assistant sitting in the passenger seat said in an affirmative tone, "Whether it's the freight information or the registration information of the Italian Ministry of Commerce, it all points here." ”

Horns didn't speak, but the bad feeling in his heart grew stronger.

To be honest, it really doesn't look like a good place to develop industry. Even if you don't build a factory near a railway or a port area, you have to build it in a relatively labor-intensive area, right? Even the most stupid business owner would not be able to open a factory in such a shabby place.

The road is getting narrower.

Cars can't get in any further.

After getting out of the car, the two walked along the country road for about fifty or sixty meters to an old neighborhood next to the community market. Most of the people who live here are farmers who work in nearby orchards, or elderly people who have retired. Except for a few children playing in the alleys, there is not a trace of youth.

Walking to a bluestone brick hut, Horns and his assistant walked to the gate of the courtyard and stopped, looked around a few times, and frowned twice unconsciously and violently.

“…… Is this a factory? ”

His assistant also had a bewildered expression, and took out the information again at a loss.

Perhaps noticing two strange outsiders standing in the doorway, the door of the wooden house creaked open, and an old Italian man with a knitted hat walked out with a wary face.

"Who are you?"

"Horns, this is my colleague. Sorry to bother you, we're just looking for a business called AI Industries, and we've learned the address is here," Horns smiled in a friendly way, making his face look a little kinder.

"AI industry?" The old Italian man frowned, stared at Horns with suspicion and continued, "I've lived here for so many years, and I've never heard of any AI industry, and there are no factories around here. ”

The moment they heard this, Horns and his assistant glanced at each other, and they saw a solemn look on each other's faces.

At this point, the whole story is clear.

The other party forged his identity, not only deceived the Italian government, but also deceived Siemens, and even deceived German customs and the EU Import and Export Administration Committee!

When he thought of the ongoing negotiations between the EU and China on the exchange of controlled fusion technology, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

The rest of the equipment on the list is fine, but if the two missing machines end up in the ports of China, they will undoubtedly lose an important bargaining chip in their negotiations.

In any case, those two pieces of equipment must not fall into the hands of the Chinese!

Glancing behind the old man, Horns tried to make a final remedy, took a deep breath and continued to ask.

"Is there a man named Thatch Falbilai around here?"

The equipment had only just arrived in Italy, and theoretically it would take some time to smuggle out of Europe from the port.

The only clue he has now is that the other party has a team of skilled hackers, and there is only one name left.

If you can find that Thatch Falbilai, you can find the key to solving this problem!

After hearing the name, the old Italian man frowned, then shook his head.

"I haven't heard of it, at least there's no one with that name on this street."

The silence lasted for about half a minute.

Horns took a deep breath, and just as he was about to say thank you to the old man and return to the car with his assistant, the old woman who was standing in the yard next to him eavesdropping on the conversation between the two suddenly interjected.

"You two, do you know Farbilai?"

The moment he heard this, Horns was slightly stunned at first, and his heart suddenly burst into ecstasy, and he immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Of course, I'm his friend, excuse me—"

"You're his friend? That's right, you wait. ”

With that, in Horns' unexpected gaze, the old woman turned and walked into the house.

He didn't have to wait long before he saw the old woman come out with a palm-sized package, and as she walked, she said in pieces.

"A few days ago a package came to me from overseas, and the recipient's name was Thatch Falbilai. But I didn't know the man, and there was no one with that name on the nearby street, and I wondered if the postman had delivered the wrong package, but I was sure the address was correct...... Since you're his friend, bring this to him for me. ”

"Thank you...... I'll pass it on to him. ”

Struggling to contain the excitement in his heart, Horns took the package from the old woman's hand and immediately returned to the side of the car with his assistant.

Just as he was about to unwrap the package, his fingers suddenly stopped.

Seeing that the chief stopped what he was doing, the assistant standing next to him asked in puzzlement.

"Sir?"

With a light cough, Horns looked at his assistant.

"I need you to do something right now."

The assistant hesitated and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Handing the package to him, Horns said solemnly.

"Turn it on."

Something thought of it for a moment, and the assistant's face changed slightly.

Although he refused in his heart, under the pressure of his boss, he still took the package head-on, walked to the open space on the side of the road and carefully dismantled it.

Thankfully, the accident didn't happen.

There were no weapons such as bombs in the package, nor anything threatening personal safety.

Looking at the envelope lying in the empty package, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief and took it out of the package.

"Sir, here's a letter."

As he spoke, he opened the envelope and pulled out a note from it.

However, the moment he saw the contents of the note, the whole person suddenly seemed to be glared at by Medusa, and he was stunned and did not move.

Noticing the note and the expression on his assistant's face, Horns, who thought he had found some important clue, hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the note from his assistant's hand.

"It's written what—"

Halfway through his words, he was stunned as if he had fallen into a daze.

I saw that on the note, a string of symbols of unknown meaning was drawn crookedly.

【♪(^∇^*)】

Horns: "......??? ”