Thank you Prince Dan for the great reward and stealing your dreams

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Wang Peng chatted with Mo Xinde and Amy while eating pasta, and soon the dinner was finished, Amy left with the leftover plate and went back to her room, leaving Wang Peng and Mo Xinde in the room.

"Mo Xinde, what's going on with that list?" Wang Peng saw that Amy was gone, and asked Mo Xinde.

"Oh, that's right, my father always thought that there were people with powers, and he wrote a program to find all the people in the world, I used to think it was impossible, but I came here, my father's residence in New York, and I showed this." Mo Xinde said when he heard this.

As he spoke, Mo Xinde took the computer, then took out a mobile hard disk from his pocket and plugged it into the computer, and a window popped up on the computer, and the green interface displayed rows of disorderly garbled characters.

"My father succeeded, this is the list, it locates the information of the supernatural, however, it is locked by my father, I have been studying it for a long time, I can't solve it, I think, those people didn't kill me, maybe it's for this list." Mo Xinde pointed to the garbled characters on the screen and smiled bitterly.

"Something is wrong." Wang Peng frowned when he heard this, and muttered with some confusion.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xinde heard Wang Peng's words and asked suspiciously.

"You think, the people you mentioned, those who installed bugs, and went to your father's apartment to steal information, they should want your father to complete the research, and your father's research, in fact, should have just begun, just started, is there any benefit in killing your father so early? And the list is still encrypted and can't be unraveled, if, if I were one of those people, I would arrange a person next to your father to monitor your father's research movements, and killing your father is completely a thankless task to kill chickens and eggs. Wang Peng told Mo Xinde what he was thinking, and he looked like he was pointing.

"You're saying my father wasn't murdered by those men?" Mo Xinde looked at Wang Peng with some surprise, but he didn't expect Wang Peng to rely on this clue to be able to show this matter.

"Yes, there should have been someone else who killed your father, but it is not clear who it was." Wang Peng nodded.

After that, the two gave up on this heavy and unresolved topic and began to talk about other things, such as Mo Xinde's research on genetics and the discussion of the ancient tomb of the pharaoh that Wang Peng said.

"It's been a long time since I've discussed it with anyone like this, and it's so painful." The two chatted a lot, and Mo Xinde sighed happily.

"Then again, the other day a man who claimed to have special abilities came to me with a book written by my father, and he said that he could fly, and that he knew a man, a painter, and that painter had the ability to draw the future." Chatting, Mo Xinde remembered something, and said to Wang Peng.

"What? Is this true? Wang Peng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, came back to his senses, and immediately asked.

"I don't know if it's true, I think it's supposed to be a lie, the guy named Pete said that he had the ability to fly, but I asked him to fly to verify whether what he said was true, but he couldn't fly, and said that he had to be by his brother's side to fly, and he said that he was next to the painter who could draw the future, and he could also have the ability to paint the future, and he couldn't do anything without these two people, and he also concluded that he had to be around someone with the ability to wield his ability." Mo Xinde shook his head.

"Is there such a strange ability, what about the painter who can draw the future, and there should be real evidence for drawing the future. And his brother, he can fly next to his brother, which means that his brother can fly. Wang Peng was puzzled for a moment and continued to ask.

"I don't know, I didn't see those two people, his brother didn't see him in Las Vegas at all, and the painter, Pete and I went to look for the painter several times, but the painter was not at home, and, listening to Pete, it seems that the painter who can paint the future needs drugs to paint the future, and I think he is lying, wasting time, so I ignored him." Mo Xinde continued to shake his head.

"You need drugs to paint the painter of the future, and that's a bit of that." After listening to Mo Xinde's words, Wang Peng nodded, understanding why Mo Xinde said that the person named Pete was lying.

Pete said that he could fly, let him fly, he couldn't fly, and he made a very lame excuse, and another painter who can paint the future, not to mention that he can't find anyone, must rely on drugs to paint the future, which is very unscientific.

"Actually, I feel that Pete may be a psychopath, he can fly and can paint the painter of the future, he should have imagined it." Mo Xinde spoke.

"Why do you say that?" Hearing Mo Xinde's words, Wang Peng was stunned and asked suspiciously.

"The day before yesterday I went with him for the last time to find the painter who could paint the future, but still found nothing, and when I was returning from the subway, Pete suddenly said to me that time had just stopped, and there was a future man named Hiroshi Nakamura with a sword on his back, who came to him and asked him to save the world, and said, 'Save the cheerleader, save the world.'" Something. Mohinder replied.

"Huh? Save the cheerleader, save the world? How does this sound so familiar? After Wang Peng listened to Mo Xinde's words, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and muttered very suspiciously, he really felt very familiar with this sentence, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xinde said look, and asked suspiciously when he saw Wang Peng's appearance.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a little weird, time stops, time travels through time or something, it's too sci-fi." When Wang Peng heard this, he came back to his senses and smiled perfunctorily.

"By the way, the address of the painter who can draw the future, do you remember, I can stay in New York for two more days, and I'll see it then." Wang Peng didn't think about that sentence, and asked Mo Xinde as soon as the tone of his words changed.

"Oh, I remember, that's the address." Mo Xinde took the pen and notebook on the table, wrote down the address, and then tore it off and handed it to Wang Pengdao.

"Thanks, but by the way, have you ever seen someone who really has powers?" Wang Peng took the address and asked casually.

"I haven't seen the preface, but my father should have seen it, I once found it in the relics, the tape of my father's chat with a man named Serra, this Sierra was the first person my father found, it was Patient Zero, this person named Serra, should be the Anomalous One." Hearing this, Mo Xinde said reminiscingly.

"Serra? The name is so familiar, what's going on? When Wang Peng heard this, his brows furrowed, the name 'Serra', Wang Peng felt familiar, he had definitely heard this name before, and he would not have heard it less often, otherwise he would not have such a deep memory.

"What? Do you know this guy named Serra? Mo Xinde saw Wang Peng chanting the name 'Serra' and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, I just feel that this Sierra is so familiar, as if I've heard this name somewhere before, but I can't remember it for a while." When Wang Peng heard this, he shook his head and said.

"Actually, there's one thing, I don't know if I should tell you, forget it, I can't involve you." Seeing this, Mo Xinde said with some hesitation and struggle, and planned to keep his mouth shut.

"What's the matter? Tell me that it is possible that I will help you, you can rest assured, if I endanger my own safety, I will not risk it, I still value my own life. Wang Peng saw that Mo Xinde said the beginning, so he didn't say it, it was very appetizing, and he knew what Mo Xinde was worried about, so he said.

"You said that." Mo Xinde looked at Wang Peng's appearance, nodded after a long time, said, got up from the sand, walked to the cabinet, took out a drawer, took out a stack of photos from it, and handed it to Wang Peng.

"What is this?" Wang Peng reached out and took the photo and looked at it, as if it was just an ordinary home photo.

"This is a photo of Serra's home, because I can't solve the garbled characters, I am very irritable, I once dropped the computer once, took a small notebook and fell out of the computer, it should be my father He hid, there is a key in the book, I don't know the key, is to open something, and that book, remember the address of Serra's home." Mohinder said.

"These photos were taken by me knocking on the door and forcibly entering Serra's house, and you can see why I showed you the photos when you look at the back." Mohinder continued.

"It's... This is. When Wang Peng heard this, he flipped back, and soon the photos were in the back, and these photos were very dim, and they looked like a cult ritual scene.

And what surprised Wang Peng the most was that there were several photos in them, which were photos of the world map, with countless lines and many points on the map, which was the same as the map in Mo Xinde's house, which was to locate the supernatural.

"That's right, Sierra doesn't know why she also has a map, and there are more than a dozen lines on it than mine, and each line represents the existence of a supernatural being" Mo Xinde nodded at Wang Peng's surprised look.

"It turns out... There are so many supernatural beings in this world. Wang Peng came back to his senses and said with some sighs.

"Hehe, what happened next, you may never have imagined, after I called the police, and when I took the police to Serra's house, it was empty, there was nothing, furniture, maps, and even the walls full of words were clean, and it was less than an hour since I called the police." Mo Xinde said with a wry smile.

"At that time, when you went to Serra's house, Amy went with you." Wang Peng suddenly asked without a look.

"Well, of course, what's wrong?" Mo Xinde was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand what Wang Peng meant, but he still replied.

"Nothing." Wang Peng shook his head and didn't say anything, but his eyes narrowed slightly, thinking about something.

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