captive hacker god

"What are you going to do now?"

After Gao Shou recovered from the excitement, everyone turned back to the topic and began to think.

Owen pushed the problem to Sima Yan very naturally, and said confidently: "You solve it, and I will be responsible for finding out the stupid apprentice."

Sima Yan sighed helplessly, thinking that the little guy is usually not difficult to find, but at critical moments, he just couldn't find him. After thinking about it, he said: "It's best if you can find him, but it's normal if you can't."

"Why do you say that?" Although Gao Shou didn't know who the stupid apprentice Shuang Tianxiao was talking about, he subjectively believed that there was no one who couldn't find out that Shuang Tianxiao had a heart.

"It's very simple. We used the little guy to deal with Turandot last time. Since he planned it in advance this time, the little guy must have made other arrangements." Seeing that Owen was obviously worried, Sima Yan comforted him. : "Don't worry, the little guy is fine. I want to come to Turandot and the little guy has a lot of friendship."

Owen could only nod his head. After all, the little apprentice is far away in Italy, and if something happens, the distant water cannot save Kinki. All he can do now is to break up with Turandot.

Ling Feiyan rubbed his chin, and asked a little puzzled: "What kind of friendship can make such a pervert stop?"

"This..." Sima Yan paused for a moment, frowning obviously in doubt, and turned his mind around, then suddenly looked at Owen, thinking that it could be...

"Why?" Owen, who was on the phone with his head down, asked when he felt his gaze.

"It's nothing." Sima Yan shook his head, naturally he wouldn't say anything he wasn't sure about.

Owen didn't ask any more questions, and stared down at the screen on the phone, wondering why Li Chengtian didn't answer the phone, feeling a little restless in his heart, always feeling that something had been overlooked.

Thinking about it, this was the first time he tried to find Li Chengtian but couldn't find anyone.

At times like this, the man often took the initiative to call. Thinking of this, Owen was a little worried.

In the end, Sima Yan thought that there was no way to stay any longer, and asked Owen and Ling Feiyan to go back first, while Gao Shou had to deal with the classification of data that would be disrupted by Turandot, and strengthened protection.

……

Owen was sitting at the head of the bed with a notebook on his lap. His eyes were not fixed on the screen when he was not thinking about it, but kept wandering to the side.

Li Chengtian hasn't come back...

That night, Owen didn't wait for Li Chengtian to come home for a long time.

The next day, Li Chengtian was officially declared missing.

After tracing, it turned out that he did not return to the office yesterday. Except that Uncle Lin, Owen and Ling Feiyan had seen him in the morning all day, Uncle Lin said that he had not heard from Eldest Young Master since he left the house.

Sima Yan came to the mansion after receiving the notice. When she entered, she saw a worried Uncle Lin and Yu Wen with an anxious face. She looked around and asked, "Shuang, no, where's Owen?"

Hearing this, Yu Wen raised his head suddenly, stared at Sima Yan with puzzled eyes, and took a serious look. He had to admit that this was a young talent with good looks and figure, especially those sharp eyes blocked by the lenses. Thinking about it, his face became a little strange.

I thought to myself why this famous detective and criminal policeman didn't ask the eldest son, but Owen's younger brother? ──Could it be another person who was fascinated?

no!Compared to this detective who always appeared as the smartest person in the world, Ling Feiyan, who was like a Hatch to Owen's brother, was more pleasing to the eye! (Ling Feiyan:...)

"Why don't I know that men don't love women anymore..."

Apparently, Yu Wen didn't realize that he unconsciously said what was in his heart.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people present immediately became numb.

"..."

Sima Yan waved his hand very calmly, and said to the eight accompanying police officers: "Go to the neighborhood first and ask if anyone has found anything, and also investigate the whereabouts of the car. I think this old man should remember that Mr. Li disappeared with a That car?"

Uncle Lin nodded hurriedly, and followed a reporter next to him.

Sima Yan saw Yu Wen staring at her strangely, wondering what he was thinking, and he didn't have the time to play mind-reading games with him right now, so he said, "Is Owen upstairs? I have something to ask him."

Reluctantly, Yu Wen stood up straight and led the way. When he was walking on the stairs, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and patted his chest, and said, "Don't think that you just want to sneak in because the youngest is not here. Let me tell you that Brother Owen is there!"

Sima Yan said silently, "..."

Seeing the criminal policeman's expressionless face, Yu Wen felt that he couldn't get off the stage. He snorted heavily and said, "You policemen are not good people. Why are you looking for brother Owen all day long? If you can't find him, young or old, you can do everything." Back home to sell bird eggs."

Sima Yan is not someone who stands still and doesn't fight back after being beaten, so she lightly lifted her glasses and turned back lightly, "A policeman is not a good person. Could it be that Mr. Yu thinks that an artist is a good person? It seems that there is a case of a lady surnamed Huang who was forced to commit suicide in a restaurant by unspoken rules."

Although the lady in this case is not an artist under Ling Tian's banner, she is enough to make Yu Wen speechless.

Before he could refute something, Sima Yan's people had already passed him, and when the two of them intersected, a cold voice came into Yu Wen's ears, "As for what I want to do with Owen, I think Mr. Yu is not Owen's Whoever it is, there is no need to elaborate."

Yu Wen was furious at what he said, and was about to stop him, but found out that Sima Yan, who was handsome and seemingly upright, was a guy who was so angry that he didn't pay for his life!

"I have to say that Mr. Yu's name is very appropriate."

Throwing this sentence lightly, Sima Yan walked upstairs, relying on her intuition and voice, she came to the study alone smoothly.

"Sima Yan──!" Yu Wen's growl was cut off by the door of the study.

……

In the study, it turned out that not only Owen was there, but even Ling Feiyan was there.

The disappearance of the immediate boss had nothing to do with him, but Owen was always sad. In retrospect, it was the first time Ling Feiyan saw Owen show such an expression. ──Like a cat abandoned by its owner, it didn't speak out to protest, but lowered its head silently, with pitiful bewilderment and bewilderment flashing under its half-closed eyes.

That one glance is doomed that no matter what happens in the future, Ling Feiyan will never let this person go.

Fortunately, his boss, Mr. Yu, was also worried about Li Chengtian's safety, so he opened his eyes and closed his eyes to his leave and absence from work. Talk less.

Ling Feiyan stayed in the mansion like this, and saw that Owen became very silent uncharacteristically. He didn't make any willful or deliberately tricky requests like in the past, but was very casual.

What to eat, what to drink, what to do... all at will.

Owen only made one point—to have someone move the computers in the household into the mansion. Ling Feiyan was required to complete this very quickly. Then Owen locked himself in the study with a pair of flat glasses. What are you working on.

He even ate less food. If it weren't for Uncle Lin begging and persuading him because of his status as an old man, Owen would probably be full with just coffee.

Although Ling Feiyan didn't know what Owen was doing, he was sure that the data crawling away on the screen at a speed that the naked eye could hardly catch up with was the possibility of finding Li Chengtian.

What kind of identity Owen is, whether he is a manager or a hacker, in fact, Ling Feiyan has never paid attention to it. He only needs to know that Owen is his cat, and that is enough.

Regarding Owen's miraculous skills on the computer, I have seen it several times. Ling Feiyan also knows that he can't help him in the current situation. Even the comfort is weak and pale. The only thing he can do is Carefully take care of everything Owen needs, at least let him eat and rest normally.

Even so, Sima Yan found that Owen's face was still a little pale, obviously due to lack of sleep. This kind of blood color was often found on Shuang Tianxiao's face, but now seeing Owen's face gave him a strange sense of familiarity .

Only then did Sima Yan remember that when Shuang Tianxiao was just Shuang Tianxiao, his temperament was not as lively as it is now, he was seldom willful, and rarely messed around, and his face was full of indifference and fatigue. Appearing on the Internet, the whole person is pale and powerless as if trapped by something... Such Shuang Tianxiao makes people feel that becoming a god is very tiring.

Later, when Shuang Tianxiao became Li Ouwen, Sima Yan noticed that he had changed, became more human, even a little childish, and sometimes involved himself in the fight with Li Chengtian, and he always said angrily what Li Chengtian had. Not good... In fact, Sima Yan thinks that Shuang Tianxiao has changed very well. It is the environment and people that make him relax so that he can show a side that he didn't have in the past, right?

Therefore, after he learned about the relationship between Shuang Tianxiao and Li Chengtian, he couldn't help but feel a little lost and lonely in his heart, and also had comfort and blessings. It is a good thing that Shuang Tianxiao can change, although the person who made him change is not very pleasing, but Sima Yan Still think it's something to be thankful for.

At least Sima Yan prefers Shuang Tianxiao with Li Chengtian to Shuang Tianxiao who has gone back to the past now.

"What did you find?" Opening the mouth to break the silence, Sima Yan noticed paragraph after paragraph of data appearing on those screens, and he guessed that Shuang Tianxiao must be doing something.

It took a while for Owen to come back to his senses, and he replied without raising his head, "Sima, you're here."

"Well, don't worry, I will find Mr. Li back." Sima Yan walked to his side, caught a glimpse of the cyan under his eyes, and assured him somewhat helplessly.

Owen turned his head to look at him, and said, "I found out that the last call he received was from Ouyang Jiuri."

Sima Yan asked: "Where is Mr. Li's GPS location?" As long as the mobile phone is still there, it should be possible to find it.

Owen shook his head, "No, the phone is turned off, so I can't find it."

Sima Yan frowned, still couldn't make sense of the current situation, thought for a while and said, "I'll ask Ouyang Jiuri first."

Owen nodded.

Sima Yan turned around and walked a few steps, paused, then turned around and asked, "Aren't you together?"

In times like this in the past, Shuang Tianxiao could not sit still, but his situation now is really worrying.

Owen thought for a while, and said hesitantly, "No."

Ling Feiyan couldn't bear to see him like this, so he walked up quickly, held him by the shoulders and helped him up, "Let's go."

"What are you doing? I'm not going!" Owen stared.

Ling Feiyan scratched his head irritably, held down the person who wanted to sit back, and said, "Why sit still! Since we have clues, let's ask the doctor together, don't you want to find him back?"

Owen was a little taken aback by his question, and nodded slowly.

"In this case, it's better to follow the past than to sit and wait for death." Ling Feiyan said firmly and then dragged him away without any explanation.

Sima Yan smiled and said nothing, thinking that Ling Feiyan seems to be careless in doing things, but actually he knows Shuang Tianxiao very well!Right now, he probably just felt guilty that his own affairs had troubled others, so he tried his best to suppress himself.

"Wait, my notebook!" Owen didn't forget to add this sentence when he was about to be pulled away.

Without further ado, Ling Feiyan hurried back, pulled out his notebook, and left. Sima Yan smiled, and the three of them went out together.

……

On the road, the Lamborghini was fully exerting its horsepower, passing one car after another like a bullet, and the speed of the car was so fast that the passengers in the car had to buckle their seat belts.

"Did I say you must drive so fast?" Sima Yan rubbed his forehead helplessly.

Ling Feiyan replied excitedly: "This is the only way to drive a sports car!"

Well, reasoning is that you can't justify a mad dog... Sima Yan glanced at Owen in the front seat.

Owen pretended not to notice it, turned his face away, and said to himself that it was rare that Sima was willing to hand over the alarm to them, and it was not for nothing.

Ling Feiyan also thinks the same way, as long as there is this thing on the roof, they can drive as much as they like, so now they are like uncles on the road, and all cars that block them will move out of the way, only Sima Yan One person felt very ashamed, but unfortunately no one paid attention to his rational objection in the two-on-one situation.

The journey that originally took 10 minutes was completed in just [-] minutes under the condition of drag racing.

It was the first time that Owen rushed into Ouyang Jiuri's clinic in a hurry. In the past, he always walked as slowly as possible, wishing to turn around and leave immediately, but this time he jogged in.

"!"

Owen felt that there was no sound coming from inside. Usually in the afternoon, there would always be some conversation sounds, such as the nurse talking to the customer, or the buckle of high-heeled shoes. Frowning, he turned the doorknob and found ...

"This is!?"

"What's wrong?" The two people who came in later noticed Owen's strange expression, and they were stunned when they stepped into the clinic.

It turned out that all the people inside had collapsed, not that there was no one, but that no one was sober.