"I have found out that Lin Xiaoxi, the actual controller of Brave New World, is in a similar situation. I originally wanted to go find his personal doctor's assistant to find out, but I didn't expect that the other party's defenses were very tight. He only came into contact with peripheral members.

To stop it."

The dim light shone on Zhou Jinru's face, and he carefully recounted the experiences of the past two days, all in detail, but at the critical moment, he picked out all the information related to Silver Fox.

Wei Na sat on the bedside with her legs crossed, seemingly listening patiently, but the eyes she looked at Zhou Jinru seemed to penetrate his body, and she had already wandered away.

"Then I bumped into Deep Sea, which is a very mysterious organization that specializes in mental shock and assassination. Rhode Island has no relevant information yet. Now it seems that they are also connected to Brave New World...Vina?"

Zhou Jinru asked and found that Wei Na was not listening at all. He closed his mouth in time, but just when he stopped making sounds, Wei Na woke up again.

"Is what you said before still true?"

She looked at him.

Zhou Jinru nodded: "I am still in Saint Martin, everything is true."

"I hope that one day, when you encounter an unsolvable problem, you can learn to rely on me."

Vina stretched out her right hand, expecting his response.

Zhou Jinru squatted beside the bed, leaned forward, and held Wei Na's right hand with both hands. He felt the owner of the hand trembling slightly. He said seriously: "I will rely on you, my queen. You don't have to worry or be nervous. I'm here."

here."

"I'm not like this, I..."

Wei Na looked at Zhou Jinru blankly. She slowly shook her head and whispered: "I'm not like this. I still need a little time, and I should be able to buy a little more time."

Her mood fluctuated violently. Zhou Jinru guessed that Wei Na had had strange dreams again in the past few days after she left, which made Wei Na unable to control herself. It seemed that Amiya's talent did not bring positive effects.

"Do you still remember that thing?"

Wei Na nodded and took out something from under the pillow with her left hand, lying quietly in her palm. It was the small spinning top that Jin Ru had given her last week at Thomas's dance.

"Have you always carried it with you?"

This was just a little trick, and Zhou Jinru thought it would be useless. He wanted to just give Wei Na some psychological comfort.

"Yes, I have it with me all the time. When I look at it, I will think of you."

Zhou Jinru smiled bitterly. He was about to say something when suddenly Wei Na's right hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him hard. The majestic force suddenly pulled him up.

Zhou Jinru's right hand was held by Wei Na and he couldn't break free. In an emergency, he held the edge of the bed with his left hand and could only support his upper body. He looked at those eyes so close that he was speechless for a long time.

His body was pressed against Vina's, the two of them were almost touching, and they could even feel her body temperature.

"Amiya is still young, so she may not be able to detect subtle changes, but you can't lie to me. I know I shouldn't interfere in your personal life, but someone who sleeps next to you every day has such a relationship with someone else...

…”

Wei Na's voice became lower and lower, and finally it was so low that she couldn't hear clearly.

Zhou Jinru could only respond with a wry smile: "Vina, you know our relationship is not like that."

"I know, I know everything, but we are the only ones here now, can you give me a hug?"

If such a request can no longer be met, then Zhou Jinru will really be struck by lightning.

Holding Weina in both arms, the two of them rolled around on the bed, with Weina on top. She pressed Zhou Jinru's chest with one hand, raised her head slightly, and her golden hair fell in front of him.

"Is it the silver fox?"

Zhou Jinru was shocked that his guess was so accurate?

This subtle change in his expression was caught by Wei Na, and she sighed: "It is indeed her. I was very dissatisfied with her before. This is your choice, and I can't help it. It's just that I have a problem."

It's been in my heart for a long time. If I don't ask again, I won't have time. Can you answer me now?"

Zhou Jinru looked at Wei Na. She was sitting astride his waist, pressing one hand on the side of his head and caressing his chest with the other hand. She leaned down and her four lips were only a few centimeters apart.

"If one day, I mean one day, would you really let me sacrifice myself to save more people?"

"Won't."

Zhou Jinru's tone was extremely determined, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes: "I will not sacrifice any of you. Before I fall, no one can hurt you, and everyone in Rhode Island. If that day really comes, I

I will die before you."

"Idiot, you are everyone's hope. You have to remember that anyone can die, but not you."

"I heard someone say that a big fool leads a little fool. Maybe I am that fool."

Wei Na ignored him, turned over, lay down next to Zhou Jinru, and whispered: "Tell the truth, did you feel a little excited just now?"

You said things like that, how can I still be moved?

Zhou Jinru hid these words in his heart, but said: "One thing is, who makes your charm so extraordinary, Queen?"

"Duplicity."

"Aren't you the same? You've been refusing to tell me the details. What about sacrifices and hope? You've made me really panic. I finally found you. Do I have to lose you again?"

Wei Na turned her head and stared at him with a half-smile: "Did you tell everyone this? Every operator is your heartthrob, do you love them so much?"

Zhou Jinru lamented in his heart, he was really going further and further down the road of scum, even though he obviously didn't think so at the beginning.

In the game, the doctor is the idol of the operators, so why did he develop in another direction after getting to him?

According to this plot, the upper limit of Weena's trust level is not even 200, but sprints towards 400.

"You should be able to understand what I mean."

"Okay, I understand. You don't have to be so afraid. I am Aslan, not a real lion. I will not eat you."

Not long after, there was a slight sound of breathing from the person next to him, and he had already fallen asleep.

…

In such a deep night, there are still two exhausted people running on the road. They have walked all day.

"I really can't walk anymore."

Mei wailed in disgrace, staggered and almost sat on the ground.

The undead walking in front took off his cloak and wrapped it around her body, blending into the night. He was still wearing the dirty combat uniform and dragged Mei to the side.

"At least we found the DeWitt gang."

He said something and took a sip from the kettle, while Mei sat in the mud in an inconspicuous manner, drank a large sip from the source, and took the time to rest and regain her energy.

"Who knew that the DeWitt Gang was just a shell? It's not an exaggeration to say it was a leather bag company. They were still investigating the collector's death. It was a farce from beginning to end!"

Mei said very rudely, saliva flying, this is what she discovered in the whole day, it simply refreshed her understanding of things.

"It's just been plotting for a long time"

"The person who planned to assassinate the collector must have thought about everything. In addition, with the recent uproar over the Prohibition Act, no one paid attention to the poor collector."

Mei drank the source, threw the empty bottle aside, and beat her calf hard. She looked at the undead: "Brother Undead, you are so smart. You guessed from the beginning that someone would ambush near the DeWitt Gang's station.

The private investigators who went to investigate the clues were all ruined."

As she spoke, she also felt a little resentful. If she hadn't been reminded by the person next to her, I'm afraid she would have followed and then all of them would have been killed.

"The key is to trace the whereabouts of stolen items and find the stolen items, or the buyer."

Mei sighed: "Actually, there are still a few things that are missing. They are all treasures from the ruined city. No, in fact, there is one thing that can't be called a treasure. That typewriter with a name that is very difficult to pronounce is just a piece of junk.

, maybe it was thrown away as waste."

The undead remained silent while May chattered on. Ten minutes later, they were on the road again, this time with a clear target: the last stronghold of the DeWitt Gang outside the city of San Martin.

"Do you think there will be enemies ambushing there?"

"Maybe there is."

…

In the inner city of Saint Martin, the research center of the Brave New World, Snow Pheasant escorted Gunter to the door and praised: "You are good at writing things that give me a headache just by looking at them. It's really amazing. It seems that there are women

With friends by my side, my work efficiency has improved a lot.”

Gunter couldn't hide the fatigue on his face. He said with a smile: "It will take one day at most to complete the compilation of the security protocol. This time the progress is very smooth. Everyone in the research team is very serious."

"Stop talking, you should go back first. The family is too anxious to wait."

Gunter nodded and left the research center. He rode his bicycle and felt no cold despite the wind.

Snow Pheasant's praise should actually be given to herself. She climbed up and down and modified the huge mechanical hook. Thanks to her efforts, the people in the research team can improve their work efficiency while living in harmony.

If he was still dissatisfied with Xue Pheasant before, now Gunter just wants to praise Mr. Lin for his sharp eyesight and talent. Back then, Xue Pheasant was still a little-known figure in Longmen. He would not have noticed it without looking at the roster.

With this person, he was easily recruited to Colombia. It seems that Mr. Lin must have a very powerful headhunting team.

With this thought in mind, he unknowingly returned to the Rose District. The streets were still filled with protesting crowds. Except for Brave New World's own store, almost every house hung a boycott flag.

The slogan "I need alcoholic beverages" was hung majestically at the door of the city garden. There were many people handing out flyers below. Everyone passing by received a brochure with the ten benefits of drinking.

.

Gunter didn't drink, and he didn't want to know what would happen if he drank. He just wanted to go home quickly. After receiving several promotional brochures in a row, he finally broke through and breathed a sigh of relief when he closed the security door of his home.

"What’s wrong with you?"
To be continued...