It was night, three o'clock in the morning.

Qi Yu turned over and lay in Ling Baolu's arms, the little girl was tired and fell asleep after the first half of the night's struggle, Qi Yu hugged her into his arms, looking at her cheeks red, and her expression was full, Qi Yu's heart was soft, and kissed her on the lips, he slowly let go of her, half sat up, picked up his mobile phone on the chuang head cabinet, unlocked, turned on, and then read the memory card data hidden in the blue box before.

It is a row of irregular numbers, each set of data has eighteen digits, of which only twelve digits are valid, and the remaining six digits play a contradictory role of interference and prompting. Because this is a very complex and very brain-consuming set of mental arithmetic, this is only the subtlety of this tracker.

As long as the locator and tracker are still on the earth, the locator can send the latitude and longitude of the location "Hope" to the tracker through the satellite. The tracker will compile the places that "Hope" has visited after leaving the blue box into rows of regular data arrangement, and then add some data generated by this program to interfere with thieves who don't understand this set of mental arithmetic, in case anyone knows the anti-theft secret of the blue box, and at the same time, this set of interference data also plays a role in prompting the owner of the blue box.

And Qi Yu is the owner of this blue box, and there will be no second person in this world who knows the mental arithmetic rules of this tracking method except him.

"Hope" has been lost, and he must get it back as soon as possible and exchange it for Payne, so that he and Ling Baolu can live their ordinary life in peace.

Until the dawn outside the window, Qi Yu successfully calculated the data and found out some coordinate data, he got up; Go down, find a pen and paper, write down the data on it, discharge the latitude and longitude, and then, I can't help frowning.

The position of the last latitude and longitude recorded by the tracker is very unexpected.

It seems that the other party really wants to hide "hope" in a place that no one can think of.

Zhuo Ruikai, he really underestimated him.

Qi Yu couldn't help but yawn, yesterday was busy for a day, last night was busy all night, physical and mental power have reached an unusual consumption, now after finding the information he is looking for, Qi Yu can no longer resist the attack of sleepiness, look out the window, the sky is already white, but the little wife on the round chuang slept sweetly, they did it for so long last night, it was so exciting; Lie, she can't wake up so early, since that's the case, let's sleep with her for a while.

From time to time, when he was a child, he was sent back to Pei's house by Qi Yueling for the first time, and finally he saw Qi Yueling's body in the morgue of the police station, each of which made him frightened and unwilling to accept it, and in the end, he dreamed that he was dead, and was shot in the center of the eyebrows by the man who looked exactly like him, and fell in front of Ling Baolu.

In his sleep, Ling Baolu hugged his corpse, crying incessantly, while his soul rose from his own corpse, he wanted to hug Ling Baolu, but his arm passed through her body and touched nothing.

"Brother Qi Yu, I will die with you, you wait for me ......" In the nightmare, Ling Baolu didn't know where to find a pistol, and pulled the trigger on his temple!

"Baolu!" Qi Yu shouted loudly, and sat up from the chuang suddenly, scared into a cold sweat!