Interstellar boy Qin's lost track of the golden tower

Kunta slapped himself a little, why did he forget to insert a reminder applet just now!

It really is a man of high art who is bold and underestimates the enemy!

He quickly typed the code with ten fingers, and moved the camera back to its original position.

The sound of footsteps sounded continuously, and the visitor slowly walked towards the Crystal Palace in the center of the room. The cameras above his head quietly returned to their original positions from the position facing the coffin, but the visitor didn't notice it.

Kunta tapped the Enter key quickly, and the images on the virtual screen were quickly skipped. After checking all the cameras that had been modified by him, he found that everyone had returned to their positions obediently, and there was no misalignment of a millimeter. Take a breath and settle your mind.

Although Yan Suiliang may not have the leisure to look at the images of each camera carefully, nor may he have his strong memory to remember the images of each camera position, but there is no big mistake in being cautious.

The young man hit the Enter key a few times, found a screen where he could see someone coming, and took a closer look, it was Yan Suiliang who was still in the bedroom for a video conference just now.

In the middle of the night, he came to such a desolate, empty and weird 75th floor alone. Did he come to worship the person in the crystal coffin?

Kunta recalled that when he changed the camera position just now, when the camera scanned quickly, he saw the picture of the door, and it was true that only Yan Suiliang came in.

The boy connected the line to the top floor, searched, and saw Yan Zhizi who was checking windows everywhere with a small flashlight.

It's so strange that the butler, who was always like a conjoined twin, didn't follow Yan Suiliang?

Kunta looked at Yan Zhizi, who was trying to slow down his footsteps, after checking the window, deliberately bypassing the door of Yan Suiliang's bedroom, and returning to his own residence, doing what the attendants on the top floor used to do in the night to avoid waking Yan Sui Cool customary code of conduct.

Obviously, Yan Zhizi didn't know that Yan Suiliang had gone downstairs.

Does that mean that Yan Zhizi doesn't know the secret of the 7576th floor?

The boy thought about it, cut the screen, and turned his gaze to the 75th floor.

Under the bright and desolate white light, Yan Suiliang knelt alone beside the crystal coffin, his back was bent and his elbows rested on the edge of the crystal coffin, he covered his face with his hands, and remained silent.

Kunta pressed the headset buried in his ear and turned up the radio slightly.

There was a faint sob.

Yan Suiliang was crying.

The boy's heart is as calm as the expression on his face. There are too many sufferings in the world, but this is never the reason for human beings to do evil.

He waited quietly, and sure enough, the reminder applet he quickly set up just now came out to remind him that someone had reached the 75th floor from the secret passage.

Although Kunta had just turned the radio to the maximum, the footsteps of the approaching person did not appear.

He is a master.

Kunta became interested and stared carefully at the picture at the door.

A man with an ordinary appearance and wearing ordinary clothes of Dingpanxing stood still at the door, then coughed a few times, stepped up his steps, and walked towards the crystal coffin and Yan Suiliang.

He didn't get too close, and when Yan Suiliang became alert, he stood still.

"Mr. Yan, I'm here." A still ordinary voice rang out, the voice was neither high nor low, and the timbre was uncharacteristic, speaking standard interstellar language.

Kunta couldn't even discern his pronunciation habits from his final and air sounds, so as to determine his birthplace and the place where he lived for a long time.

This is really a very cautious person, from all aspects.

Yan Suiliang slowly raised his head, took off his gloves, slowly wiped away the tears on his face, then stopped his back, stood up steadily, turned around slowly, and held the gloves in his hands , and did not bring.

"Mr. Liu, you are very punctual." He said humanely.

Kunta noticed that Yan Suiliang's voice was trembling a little.

And the gloves he didn't put on meant that Yan Suiliang was on guard.

The young man thought, this person frightened Yan Suiliang.

It's so strange, facing the elders who imprisoned him, Yan Suiliang was able to find a chance of survival in the predicament, blaze a path to freedom, and hold the energy star under the name of the fixed disk star in his hand. Who could make him so frightened?

The ordinary Mr. Liu with an unimpressive face bowed respectfully to Yan Suiliang, "I'm here to serve you, I dare not be late."

He took another step forward, "Mr. Yan, you can give me this golden statue."

Yan Suiliang stood beside the crystal coffin without moving. He spoke slowly, his voice was tight, and he could hear that he was very nervous, "He, he really found a way to eliminate the ability?"

Mr. Liu nodded, "My master never lies, as long as he promises, he will do it."

Yan Suiliang nodded, "I did what he asked me to do. I only hope that he can really revive my lover."

"As you wish." That Mr. Liu replied respectfully.

Yan Suiliang said again, "I hope that after you revive him, you can send him to my seabed residence in the Tidal Galaxy as agreed." He swallowed, "My lover is just an ordinary person, not very good-looking, and it's nothing Ability."

The young man clearly saw a meaningless smile on that ordinary Mr. Liu's face, "As you wish."

He said this a second time.

Yan Suiliang was almost irritated by this perfunctory, but he gritted his teeth and restrained his inner anger. He walked around to the other side of the coffin and placed a soft kiss on the forehead of the peacefully lying person. Then quickly retreated to the open window, raised his hand, "Please, please be gentle."

Mr. Liu bowed, and then waved his hands to the dark place behind him. Two heavily armed men with no faces walked in. They carried a huge...

Cello case?

The boy bit his fingertips, staring at the slightly changed shape and enlarged size of the piano case, a little dazed.

He probably knew how the golden statues on the 76th floor were taken out of the golden tower without being discovered.

He suddenly remembered the abandoned oversized grand piano he found in the corridor last time.

During the energy conference, many bands and musicians returned to the fixed disk star. They were given the honor and privilege of living in the Golden Tower, so they were able to freely enter and leave the Golden Tower. Now that the conference is over, they have to leave.

And whether the exclusive musical instruments they carried with them left this tall maze-like building with their owners is an unknown mystery.

The two people carrying the cello case put the case on the ground, opened it, and stood next to the crystal coffin one after the other, easily lifted a golden statue out of it, and lightly lifted it Put it in the piano case, close the case, lift it up, and walk out the door in unison, disappearing into the darkness.

Obviously, these two men with infinite strength are physically alienated.

Mr. Liu took off the top hat he was wearing, and greeted Yan Suiliang in the distance, "Mr. Yan, goodbye, I wish you an early reunion with your lover. Our master's last request, please complete it as soon as possible without delay."

Yan Suiliang clenched his fists tightly, "I will, but you know, that kid has an unusual status, is very vigilant and capable, I..."

Mr. Liu interrupted him, "My master believes in Mr. Yan's affinity very much. Your upright appearance is very deceptive! I wish you success! Oh, yes, my master hopes that you will not destroy the perfect wings of the young man."

"Good night, Mr. Yan!"

After all, this Mr. Liu left as quietly as he came.

The white curtain behind Yan Suiliang was blown by the night wind and floated up, covering his figure and unpredictable expression.

In the gap between the dancing of the gauze curtain, Kunta saw Yan Suiliang bit his lip fiercely, and a trace of dark blood flowed down his chin.

The young man rubbed his chin, tapped the keyboard, and followed the trail of the three people in the Golden Tower, but it was strange that all the cameras sent quiet and unchanging pictures, and he found nothing.

Kunta stopped wasting time and cut the surveillance screen to the first floor. Sure enough, there was a fleet of suspended vehicles parked there. On the door of each vehicle, there was the exact same pattern as on the cello case: a purple iris flower.

It's flowers again.

After waiting for a while, that Mr. Liu didn't come down, but a few attendants at the reception, accompanied by a few people with superstar aura, came out slowly. Behind these people were workers carrying various boxes and cages. personnel.

Those two supernatural beings carrying the cello were among them.

The attendant sent the superstars gifts to the car, loaded the luggage, and the suspension car drove out one by one, and went straight to the airport of Nanshan City.

The yawning conversation of the attendants at the reception came from the earphones, "Why are you leaving in the middle of the night? It's so unsettling!"

Someone replied, "They're used to staying up all night, never mind, let's go, go back to sleep, and we'll be safe after two days of busy work."

Everyone dispersed one by one, and the red brick square returned to tranquility.

The boy rubbed it: Where did that Mr. Liu go?He didn't follow, but hid in the Golden Pagoda, and wanted to watch Yan Suiliang complete the follow-up mission?

A young man with an unusual status, high vigilance and ability, and wings, who else is there besides himself?

Who is the owner of this Mr. Liu?Yan Suiliang turned the boy into a golden statue, was he manipulated by others?

The small golden statue carried away in the crystal coffin also looked like a teenager.

Yan Suiliang said, is that his lover?

Was it Yan Suiliang's boyhood lover?Then how was he turned into a golden Sleeping Beauty?

All the questions rushed into Kunta's mind. He unconsciously put his hand into the nearby bathtub, only to find that the bath water was already cold.

Kunta sighed and gave up looking for that Mr. Liu. He closed the program, retracted the virtual screen, reached into the bathtub again, opened the stopper, and drained the water.

The Golden Pagoda is so big and has such a long history of construction. It is easier to hide a person in it than a mosquito.

Anyway, they couldn't help but attack him.

The sun will always rise, and the killing intent will always be revealed.

The author has something to say: Xiao Hong said, what is the purpose of life to have such a desolate night.

Yan Suiliang, why is another person crying at night.

I really love this guy I wrote, he's so bad, so miserable