After the car accident, she lay down and ate melon

Butler Qin's face was chapped with pain:

"There is a place that is my happy home. It is close to my heart, yet far away from the horizon. All my efforts are just to find it, even if I have to pay any price..."

On the third floor, in Gu Xiaoxiao’s bedroom.

The system was in a bad mood and was busy like a dog in the system space. It heard Gu Xiaoxiao singing and dancing in the room. If you give her some light show, she can definitely give you a concert!

The system sheds a tear of sympathy for its future 007 working day and night, and yells when it is unhappy:

"Host, are you rubbing salt into my wounds?

I'm so busy and you're still gloating over my misfortune. What kind of person are you? How about I just give up too?!"

The cheerful singing came to an abrupt end. Gu Xiaoxiao was confused for a while before she came to her senses and put down her right hand and left leg that had been raised high. The system looked at the photo that had just been taken and sneered triumphantly: Humph, just wait!

Gu Xiaoxiao seemed to realize that the system was still busy, and it seemed that it was not a good idea for her to do this.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hide the smile on her face. She could only hold her face with both hands to prevent it from laughing too ostentatiously, her voice full of joy:

"My dear little boss, you have to understand me, a disabled person.

Look at me, I was a beautiful young girl, but due to a strange car accident, I was disabled and my whole body was covered with patches...

Wuuwuwuwu…"

Gu Xiaoxiao cried hypocritically, waving her sleeves back and forth in front of her eyes. There was no moisture at all, and the sound of her dry howling did not get any smaller. If she was given a flowery handkerchief, it would definitely be a big show.

"I'm so miserable. Now I finally have a great helper like you. I can finally stand up. I have also caused such a big hindrance to my enemies. I am happy for our joint efforts."

The system took a look at the task progress bar that was skyrocketing, just like a flood peak. For a moment, the progress bar almost froze.

The system sighed helplessly: Oh, forget it, such a worry-free host, let her go crazy, I'll take care of her.

As a prank, he captured every detail of Gu Xiaoxiao's crazy look and saved them.

Humph, when I return to the Interstellar Federation, I won’t see this silly girl anymore.

After a moment of melancholy, the system calmed down and interrupted Gu Xiaoxiao's singing and acting:

"Alright, alright, I'm a person who likes to be around people. It's fine with you. As long as there's no one around, you can act crazy as you like."

Gu Xiaoxiao was so pure that she could start a dyeing factory if she was given some color. She immediately stopped using her power and saluted with a playful smile:

"Got it!"

She continued to hum Happy Home for a few minutes before returning to the table. The post she posted with the real evidence had already topped the list, and the big V from the Ministry of Public Security even @瓜农卖瓜瓜:

Thank you, Mr. Melon Farmer, for your enthusiastic support. If you have any more information, please send it to our email address.

Followed by an email address.

While Gu Xiaoxiao was confused, the considerate Xiaotong sent the introduction of this email address to Gu Xiaoxiao's computer -

National Security Agency!

real or fake? ? ?

Gu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, and opened them again. It was still the "National Security Agency". She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, but it was still unchanged!

"Little Boss, tell me, is the national tyrant sitting on a high place watching me perform monkey tricks? Uh, will he fatten me up first?"

Gu Xiaoxiao swallowed her saliva. Damn it, Yan Jun is an active-duty soldier. Although he is on vacation now, he can only be a guest in a friendly unit to help... or should I say...

Ouch, my head hurts!

Gu Xiaoxiao was speaking the Shudu dialect that she had just learned on the Internet.

"Do you think you are a pig? You are so fat, how much meat do you have?" The system was mocking it to the fullest. This host has been crazy and not on point lately.

"What are you afraid of? As long as you don't commit suicide, stop imagining things and make yourself more dramatic, and talk less and watch more, what can it do to you?"

The system couldn't bear to see Gu Xiaoxiao looking so frightened and cowardly.

Although the hacking technology he gave Gu Xiaoxiao was not even rubbish in the interstellar space, it was at least several decades ahead of this world.

Thinking about Gu Xiaoxiao's past experiences, this girl has indeed never seen any big scenes, so it is inevitable that she is a bit timid and curious like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Isn't she timid when encountering things?!

The system put away its mocking words and consoled Gu Xiaoxiao lovingly:

"You haven't done anything illegal. You always say that a person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. Why are you all leaving Java now?"

One person, one rule, you come and I go, the only bit of timidity that Gu Xiaoxiao had was thrown into the Pacific Ocean, and she replied below:

“Thank you for your attention.”

It didn't say whether to send an email or not, and there are different speculations online.

On the other side, there was a simple courtyard without any house number or sign, and two men in caps armed with live ammunition were guarding the door.

Inside the yard, there was a suspicious sign on a tattered pickup truck with only an address on it.

In an office on the second floor, in front of a row of computers, a young man in his thirties stared at the screen without blinking. On it was a post about a melon farmer selling melons.

Seeing the four plain Chinese characters "Thank you for your attention" without any characteristics or emotions, he stared at them for a long time, then pulled the person next to him and pointed them out to him, "Boss, what do you think this melon farmer means?"

The facial features wrinkled up as he spoke, instantly lowering his already not-so-high appearance.

"No hurries."

The middle-aged man called the boss didn't show any signs of anxiety. Doesn't this mean there is a clue? Why is he so anxious?

For so long, I couldn't find a breakthrough. Now, isn't it like a ray of hope after a dark tunnel? The clues have come to me automatically? !

"Pay close attention to your mailbox and report immediately if any information comes in."

"Oh, no, boss, how can you be so sure that this unconventional melon farmer will really send us an email?"

The young man's square face was filled with confusion and doubt, as well as a deep worry.

“Why are you asking so many questions?

Isn't it normal for capable people to have a bit of a strange temper? Look at this guy, has he ever posted any negative information since he opened his account? "

The middle-aged man is exaggerating. Although it is true, his basis is internal information, not these things on the Internet, hehehe...

Oh, if... Never mind, the fourth brother is a piece of wood, he definitely can't handle it...

The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously, put one hand behind his back, and was about to walk out of the technical department leisurely. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the young man yelling:

"Boss, boss, it's really here, it's really here!

Ha ha ha ha……"

The middle-aged man had a gratified smile on his square face. He quickly stepped back in front of the screen, stretched his neck, stared at the contents on the screen with wide eyes, and watched carefully for fear of missing any information.