Charles shut himself up in the house and did not come out, without eating or drinking, with the curtains closed and the sun not visible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Mingruo was anxious for him, after all, Charles said that he only had six days left to track down Qin Luo.

However, the penultimate day, the fourth to the penultimate day, the third to the penultimate day, the penultimate day. It wasn't until the last day that Charles opened the door in high spirits.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Ye Mingruo asked him puzzled.

Charles shook his head weakly, reached out and drank the glass of water in Ye Mingruo's hand.

"Something to eat and drink." He said hoarsely.

"Why didn't you starve to death?" Ye Mingruo hurriedly brought him the nutritious food that had been prepared a long time ago.

"I listened to the reverse-recorded recording." Charles took a few sips of the soup before starting to eat the food.

"Just for that recording, you locked yourself up for a few days, and you didn't eat or drink? If you're afraid to hear it, leave it to me and I'll tell it to you. Ye Mingruo didn't understand Charles's behavior. Although the recording is very weird, but as for listening to it like this!

There's no way Charles could tell him why.

It wasn't until he was seven or eight minutes full that he finally had the strength to drink a few more sips of soup.

"Send me a car in a moment, and I'll go out."

"Do you know where Qin Luo is?" Ye Mingruo asked.

Charles shook his head, "I'm going to the Eastern Air Docking. ”

On the last day of the day, he only heard this message from the rewinded message.

The game ended to this day, and Charles heard the information in this rewinded recording that left him frightened, dazed, and overwhelmed, but he must not speak to anyone.

Qin Luo has never been a person who knows how to be targeted.

Charles sat on the speeding car, silently watching the rapidly reversing scenery outside the window. Driving the vehicle is Sebasão, the heart of Venetian traffic intelligence.

"Hey, kid, have you guessed that Qin Luo's information?" Sebas's ruffian voice suddenly exploded in Charles' ears.

Charles was startled by the sudden loud sound it made, and his ears were buzzing a little, and he reached out and rubbed his ears, and laughed helplessly.

"You mean!" Sebasio asked with some urgency.

"Nope!" Charles put away his smile and replied lightly.

"Then what are you doing in the Eastern Harbor?"

Charles turned his head to look out the window again, the breeze gently brushing his cheeks, and did not answer.

In some trance, there seemed to be the figure that was once extremely familiar, and even he refused to let him go in his dreams.

"Charlie, be good~ come with me!" The man with a gentle and magnetic voice is doting with love and pity on his face.

Charles's somewhat distracted eyes instantly tightened, and he rubbed his nose, "How is it possible!" ”

He has a wife and children whom he loves the most.

The eastern air port is the largest and most well-built port in Venice. After the car was parked in the second parking lot, Charles came out alone.

"Hey! What exactly do you want to do here? Sebasão was reluctant to switch between its temporary nodes, following in Charles's footsteps.

"Can't you tell me?"

Every time Charles passed by a car, Sebasio had to switch the sound source, and all kinds of different sounds were mixed together, so noisy and harsh that Charles finally stopped, frowned, and said: "You are a traffic core, why are you so nosy?" ”

"Hmph~ You have to ask Ye Mingruo, this old bastard, fool!" Sebastian snorted and slurred.

Charles was speechless, then continued walking, and after leaving the second parking lot, he looked around and swiped his Venice temporary residence card from the inside of the parking lot on the side using a single hoverboard self-service rental machine.

With the hoverer on, Charles walked around the parking lot.

"What the hell are you looking for?" Sebasio kept asking over and over again.

Charles finally stopped in the midst of this repeated questioning and looked at the virtual advertising screen in front of him.

"Countdown...... One hour ......" Charles looked at the red electronic clock.

Then the clock went from an hour to fifty-nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds, fifty-nine minutes and fifty-eight seconds......

"Is this a reminder that time is running out?" Charles's hand gripping the steering wheel of the hoverwheel tightened suddenly.

"What the hell are you looking for, Charles?" Sebastian asked, "Tell me, maybe I know!" ”

Charles was silent.

He turned on the hover, slowly raising it, ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, until the hoverboard sounded an alarm, which was already the maximum height the hoverer was allowed to hover.

At a height of seventy meters, you can barely see the full extent of the parking lot. Charles reached out and turned on the portable light brain on his wrist.

"I know you've been tracking Qin Luo, is he in this parking lot?" Sebasao's voice came from a corner of the hover.

Charles is completely helpless and loveless for this dead-faced guy.

"He's not in this parking lot." Charles looked at the topographical map of the entire parking lot on the light screen and replied to Sebasio.

"And what are you doing here?" Sebastian was obviously curious about what Charles was doing, "You're not tracking Qin Luo anymore?" ”

"Chase him?" Charles turned the topographic map in the light screen and laughed, "He's better than before...... I, the gap between me and him has become heaven and earth, clouds and mud. ”

Can't catch up!

The topographic map that was spinning on Charles's light screen finally stopped, and his eyes lit up as he looked at the abrupt point of light in the topographic map.

"Found it!" Charles lowered the hoverer and walked through the gap between the parking lots.

"Then you're here—" Sebasao's voice stopped abruptly, and Charles didn't stop, but walked straight through the parking lot and stopped next to an abandoned hut.

"Hey! What's going on over there? Why can't I connect? Sebasio's annoyed voice came from the parking lot.

Charles glanced back and said, "There's a shield here." ”

"You're demolishing! Tear it down! ”

Instead of doing so, Charles dismounted the hoverizer and pushed open the dilapidated door to the hut.

"Hey! Charles! Sebasao's angry cries were still heard in the distance, but Charles had already entered the hut and shut Sebasao's voice out of the door.

The hut was dim and smelled of dust.

Charles watched by the door for a moment, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the dim surroundings before fumbling his way to turn on the light.

After a crisp snap, the light came on instantly, then flashed twice, and then went out again. Charles pressed the button again, and there was no more light.

It seems that it is completely broken because of poor contact.

Charles was glad that the light flickered twice, allowing him to see what the room was like. The light from the portable light screen on the wrist was too faint to do much to illuminate the hut.

He had secrets hidden in his heart, invisible to the light, and he thought he could be hidden and forgotten for the rest of his life, but he was brutally and wildly exposed by the rewinding recording.

There was a red cardboard box on a small table in the center of the room.

A moment of intense light made him see the only thing of value.

He walked over slowly, and his feet were suddenly touched, and Charles subconsciously took a step back. The mouse squeaked, and the bright little eyes flashed with an oily green light, and Charles gritted his teeth and stared at the mouse with sparkling eyes.

The rat seemed a little frightened, and then just turned around and ran away.

Charles was actually nervous, he had always been afraid of this creature in the dark, and for a moment he was already a little nervous, he let out a soft breath, and then continued to walk, approaching the red box.

Bowing his head and bending down to pick it up, Charles was surprised to find that the box was very light, and holding the box, he touched the door, opened the door and walked out.

"Charles?" Sebastian kept calling him.

Charles stopped at the doorway and looked down at the red cardboard box. It's really light and almost makes people think that there is nothing to put in.

He shook the box, but no sound was heard.

"Charles, what did you take?" The curious ghost was shouting again.

Charles tore open the seal of the red box and opened it.

Another red box that read: Open me.

Charles subconsciously scratched the tip of his nose and reached out to open it again, but when his hand touched the words on the box, he suddenly stopped withdrawing.

He looked down at the portable light brain on his wrist, and it was a countdown again.

"You! At! See! Miscellaneous! Whatever! "The voice of the curious ghost is a little closer, and it seems to be close to my ears.

Then Charles really discovered that the sound was in his ears, from the sound hole of his portable light brain.

"Huh? I actually came in! Sebasio was a little surprised that he was able to come over, "Didn't you say there was a shield?" ”

Charles frowned, why did the shield suddenly fail? He turned his gaze to the red box.

"Hey. What do you mean by the countdown on your light brain? It's synchronized with the countdown you just saw! Sebastian wondered.

Charles didn't want to pay attention to him. He's thinking about demolition? Or not to dismantle?

"Why don't you tear it down! You see it says open me! Sebastian urged.

Charles didn't open it, he was a little scared.

He thought of the rewinded recording, the secret he had hidden deep inside.

Open me!

The black font is outlined and drawn, with a hint of enchantment in the twists and turns.

"Open it!" Sebastian said with some urgency, "Let me see what's inside?" ”

Charles squatted on the ground, put down the red box, and looked down at his light brain: "Why are you so curious about what's in the box?" ”

"Why can't I be curious? Can't you have some fun? Some innocent tones, some stupid rhetorical questions.

The corners of Charles' lips hooked, and his tone was indifferent: "Qin Luo, where are you?" ”

"Qin Luo? Joke! I'm Sebastian! The intelligence of the transport core of Venice! Sebasio said with some unhappiness.

"Sebasao?" Charles frowned and looked at the countdown on the light screen, there were only sixteen minutes left.

"If you were Sebasao, you wouldn't be so curious about my whereabouts, Sebasao is a scoundrel, a scoundrel, and a gangster." Charles muttered to himself.

Sebastian was instantly silent, and he didn't say anything.

"You're Sebasao?" Charles scoffed, "You asked me to come to this red box just to let me see what kind of person I am!" ”

"Who am I? I'm Charles Hawkinson! I am the most gifted master of behavioral analysis in the Federation! I'm your captor! Even if you're starting to make me incomprehensible now, I'm already the one who knows you best...... Of course, you are also the person who knows me best, after all, you were my life coach. ”

The proudest Charles, the most depressed Charles, the most genius Charles, the most embarrassed Charles, the happiest Charles, the most desperate Charles, Qin Luo has all seen it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he knows Charles best.

After all, Qin Luo regarded Charles as his real student, and he still does, but Charles no longer admits it.

"Qin Luo......" Charles said, and then ten fingers calmly opened the red box on the second floor, "Where are you?" ”

"You didn't leave any information about where you were in the rewind recording, and I can't find you anymore."

Under Qin Luo's superpowers, all the information was wiped dry and wiped clean, and there was nothing left. Charles didn't know how to find someone in this strange city.

"Charlie!" A gentle voice pierced through the sound holes of the light brain.

In the last second of the countdown, Charles suddenly smiled: "I got you!" ”