"Well, the specific information you want."

……

In the bar, leaning against the billiard table, Arthur, with long brown hair, yawned as he spoke, "Look slowly, I've stayed up all night, I want to make up for sleep." ”

As he spoke, he leaned back and lay directly on the pool table. As a result, he didn't pay attention to a hard sphere on it, and accidentally clucked on his waist, and he let out a sigh of pain directly, and then grinned for a while.

Charles looked down at the stack of papers, flipped through a few pages, and nodded at it, "Thank you." ”

I really need to thank him, because this stack of things in his hand is not accessible to ordinary people.

The guy in front of me with long hair who looks like a rock 'n' roll youth is actually a top student at MIT, and although he dropped out of school halfway, he is still very proficient in computer technology.

When Charles learns that he has this specialty, he asks him to help him check the information about his "hometown", and the stack in his hand is the result.

I was thinking about the results for days.

Looking at the stack of things, Charles felt a little apprehensive in his heart. In the face of his thanks, the young Arthur rubbed it and said depressedly: "No thanks, don't forget that dagger for me to play with for two days." ”

"No problem, you can pick it up anytime." Charles replied crisply.

……

For the time being, Charles is staying in this small bar.

Because of his special "origin", the barkeeper's mother and daughter took him in for the time being, and provided him with a normal set of clothes. Charles didn't want to owe them a favor, so he gave the robes he was wearing to the proprietress as a token of gratitude.

This is not a bad taste, in fact, the robe is not a simple object in terms of workmanship or material, and it can be seen clearly at a glance by those who know the goods.

What's more, his belt was also inlaid with several purple gemstones, which were very valuable in this era.

The proprietress Eren is obviously a knowledgeable person, so after accepting that special gift, she is not only happy for him to stay here temporarily, but even finds him a lot of money.

It's actually a help, but the main thing is that the dress is very retro and very much in line with her hobbies.

And it's easier to ask for the help of the current Arthur, a dozen beers are completely enough.

When Charles was doing his dirty work last night, the information he needed was scavenged by the hacker now, but the information was not very detailed, and it didn't allow Charles to really recognize whether this world was the one he remembered.

So Charles made a condition for him to investigate the Valyrian dagger he hid close to him - Charles was not treated well when he first arrived, so Arthur naturally knew about the existence of this dagger and was full of curiosity.

……

"It turned out to be very efficient." The bar was empty, sitting on a chair in front of the bar, looking down at the stack of materials, Charles took a deep breath.

There's a lot of information in this stack, but there are three that Charles is primarily concerned about.

Xia Qichao, Wen Yuya, and their only daughter - Xia Anya

That's right, only child.

In this stack of information, the accounts of the parents are different from those of the Charles, and the family members are far from the same.

His father went from being a teacher at an elementary school to a university professor, and his mother was from a company manager to a legal representative of a building materials company.

"His" grandparents not only have one more brother, but also two more grandmothers.

These are all secondary, the main thing is that there is an only daughter in "his" family?

He's an only child, yes, but he doesn't have a sister or anything.

"Or is she the me of this plane?"

Frowning and thinking, he looked at the few familiar photos on it, but Charles still couldn't feel any intimacy.

Eventually, he sighed.

"They're not what I'm looking for."

Thinking so, but when he saw the phone number behind the information, he still couldn't help but think about it.

So he finally found the proprietress who was sorting out the goods in the back room of the bar.

"Ellen, can you borrow my phone and use it?"

"Absolutely." The proprietress who was squatting on the ground to count the reserves was very happy, and directly took out her mobile phone and handed it to Charles: "Ready to go back to China?" ”

"Not sure." Charles replied: "And I don't have a passport, or anything to prove my identity." ”

"You can ask your embassy for help."

"Let's talk about it." Charles shrugged.

If it's really not the world he was born into, then what's the use of going back? Staying here and looking for the truth of the world is true.

Just like in the time of ice and fire, he was forced to participate in the plot as soon as he arrived, and although he still had no clue at the moment, Charles believed that if this was really the world of shuttle gates, then the plot would basically take place here.

Or, rather, more than another continent.

……

After leaving the bar and heading outside, looking up at the clear sky, Charles took a deep breath, and then pressed the dial button on his phone, both familiarly and unfamiliarly.

Some hands are raw, but not so much that they can't take care of themselves. After dialing the number, it was close to the ear, and after a few beeps in the mobile phone, the opposite side was connected.

"Hello? Who is it? A slightly hoarse young woman's voice came.

This is the phone number of the otherworldly version of "him".

Hearing the voice, Charles opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Could it be that I seem to be you, so I want to confirm?

There was no sound for a long time, and the other side was obviously impatient with this.

"If there's a fart, let it go, the old lady is wearing a mask!"

"You're Cheyenya?"

"Nonsense, I'm not Xia Anya, why are you calling me?"

"I want to ask ......"

"Sensei, I'm not interested, I don't know you when I hear the voice. The old lady is busy, hang up. ”

After that, there was a beep directly from the opposite side.

Looking at the phone in his hand, Charles was speechless. At the same time, I feel like my brain is a little messy.

There are a few people who seem to know each other, but they are not the two who gave birth to him, and Charles is not so self-conscious, and can love the house and Wu to remember the "strangers".

"So, go ahead and find the world as it is."

sighed, and was about to turn around and enter the bar to return the phone to the proprietress when suddenly there was a horn sound not far away.

Charles looked up and saw a black Chevrolet Impala slowly driving on the highway near the bar.

Apparently the horn was "greeting" just now, so Charles stopped for the time being. Soon after, Impala drove off the road, stopped in front of him, and then rolled down the window of the car, and a brown-haired head poked out of it: "Excuse me, is there a man named Ellen here?" ”

This is a young man in his twenties, with curly brown hair, a delicate face, and a very gentle look.

Charles nodded at his question, a hint of doubt flashing across his face.

But no one noticed the difference in his face. Seeing him nod, the young man in the car immediately turned his head and whispered something to the other person driving the car, so the black sedan stopped directly here, and the two young men immediately pushed the door and walked down.

A very tall and strong young man with curly hair who had just spoken to Charles. The other was a handsome young man who was a little shorter and had a beauty groove on his chin, and his face was gloomy at the moment, and he seemed to be in a very bad mood.

It is worth mentioning that this person is wearing an old black leather jacket, which is somewhat similar to the one given by the proprietress on Charles.

The two of them obviously came here for some purpose, so they got out of the car and walked directly to the bar. The brown-haired young man nodded at Charles as he passed by, and the gloomy man suddenly grinned as he glanced at Charles' old leather jacket.

"Good taste." He gave a thumbs up as he spoke, and then stepped away.

Watching the backs of the two of them enter the bar, Charles was thoughtful.

"Winchester?"