Kuaichuan Counterattack: Lord God, please pet me gently!

Chapter 401 Escape Game (27)

"You?" Kuang Xin laughed, as if she had been protecting him all along.

Seeming to see through Kuang Xin's expression, Twelve paused, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and jumped to sit on the low cabinet beside him.

He stretched out his hand, and Kuang Xin, who hadn't reacted, was pulled in front of her, wrapped her legs around her waist, and lowered her head slightly.

The slightly immature handsome face gradually approached, and Kuang Xin was a little speechless.

"What do you want to do?"

Twelve hadn't touched the lips that he had endured for a long time, and the lips were kissed, but the words that spit out were slightly indifferent.

"My knowledge base tells me that in the face of ambiguous gestures, human emotions will have irresistible impulses."

Twelve raised his eyebrows, tilted his head to look at her, his eyes were full of curiosity. "But you are not like this, why is that? Aren't you human too?"

"Impulse is based on emotion." Kuang Xin pulled down her slender legs expressionlessly, turned and sat back in front of the computer.

What is the current AI thinking in the mind...

"Emotional basis? What is this, let me search."

Kuang Xin looked up and saw that Twelve was sitting blankly, with flashes of light in his eyes, as if he had already entered the search mode.

Shaking her head helplessly, remembering what Qin Mo said just now, Kuang Xin picked up the phone and tried to contact John and the others.

Although the mobile phone number was given to Qin Mo and others, she still trusted John to give her home number, and they should answer it when they see it.

It's a pity that the phone can be connected, but no one answers, and there seems to be a very strange electric sound in the radio wave.

Kuang Xin frowned slightly, and immediately hung up the phone.

was monitored.

She thought for a while, walked over and patted Twelve awake: "Come back to your senses, let's get down to business first."

"Can you hack into this community and retrieve the surveillance video?" Kuang Xin gave Twelve a string of addresses.

Twelve nods, closes eyes, and after a while, a video screen automatically pops up on the laptop.

Kuang Xin double-speeded through all the records from sending John and the others in last night to the present. Since it is an immigrant community, there are many and mixed foreign friends who entered, so I really can't see anything.

Finally, about 10 minutes ago, Kuang Xin saw John and Gao Wen leaving.

Kuang Xin asked Twelve to pull out all the surveillance cameras along the road, and spliced ​​them one by one, and finally found that John and Gao Wen met the Zhao sisters on the street, and the four walked into an embassy of another country.

Looking back, they are indeed citizens of this country.

"Oh, Uncle John is quite smart." Twelve chuckled, "This country cannot be offended by the organization."

"It's good to be safe." Kuang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, as long as John and others are fine, she doesn't bother to care about others.

Kuang Xin turned off the computer, pressed her temples to relax her tense head.

The original owner, an ordinary college student, how would he deal with the organization that turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain?

"I have calculated that the success rate of sending the evidence to the police station is less than 3%. If Uncle John sends it to the embassy just now, the success rate can be increased to 60%." Twelve kindly reminded.

"This can only be used as a bad policy." She didn't want the original owner to be labeled as strange.

After thinking for a long time, Kuang Xin decided to contact Qin Mo.

The family power behind Qin Mo and others is not small, and they relied on this to manage the organization in the last life.

It's just that as soon as she connected the phone line, Twelve's face over there immediately darkened.

He took out a pair of scissors out of nowhere, and made a gesture to cut.

(End of this chapter)