Silicon Valley

Henry spent Christmas 1995 with Kareena, and Helen was in protracted negotiations with Shogakukan and Shueisha in Japan.

And SpaceX will hold the SpaceX Interstellar Event on January 1, 1996, so Christmas is not a holiday. Henry asked SpaceX CEO Lawrence Paul about preparations for the event. Lawrence Paul told Henry that everything was going well and that invitations had been sent to governments and the world's richest.

...

The Christmas period is the time when thieves are most active. At this time, a burglary occurred in New York, USA. A billionaire's home was suddenly stolen, but fortunately, it was discovered in time, and the thieves only had time to take away a small silver box in the hall. Through the house's surveillance cameras, it was found that the thief was probably in his thirties, with a bald head, big eyes, a burly build, and a black coat. At present, the police have launched a manhunt for him.

Late at night, on a westbound highway in New York, a car suddenly stalled. A man got out of the car with a silver box.

He's unlucky!!! The man scolded and kicked the car ruthlessly.

It's winter, it's cold, and it's snowing. However, the moonlight is bright, and with the reflection of the snow, the surrounding environment is clearly visible. The man was exhaling, his whole body trembling. He opened the hood and checked it carefully, but found nothing wrong, but the car just didn't move! It didn't take long for a red Ford car to approach from a distance. The man's eyes lit up and hurriedly walked to the roadside and waved to the Ford driver.

The red Ford immediately stopped in front of the man.

Hey man, my car broke down, can I take your car on the way? You know, the weather is so bad in the middle of the night, it will freeze people to death! The man stepped forward and said to the Ford owner , At the same time, it is very obscure to cover the silver box with a coat, so that the other party will not notice.

The owner of the Ford car looked at him carefully and said in a hoarse voice, Get in the car.

Thank you!

The man opened the door and sat in the back seat. At this time, the Ford car started, and in the dead silence of the night, it made a particularly terrifying boom sound.

In the car, neither of the two spoke. The man put the silver box under his legs and covered it with his coat, hiding it tightly.

Just then, the car's radio sounded: Please note that this evening, a burglary occurred at the home of the famous billionaire Mr. Franklin. The thieves stole a small silver box from Mr. Franklin's home. The appearance of the thief has been recorded by surveillance video. The man is probably in his thirties, with a bald head, big eyes, a burly body, and a black coat on his upper body! If anyone finds him, please call the police actively! Note, to reiterate, the thief looks like...

Hearing this, the man was immediately nervous. At the same time, he found that the Ford driver was looking at him through the mirror, and even deliberately looked at the silver box he was covering with his coat.

The thief man also observed the appearance of the Ford driver through the mirror. He is a young man in his twenties, only 160cm tall, with small eyes, yellow hair, and a very thin body. The thief man noticed the strange look in the Ford driver's eyes and knew that he had seen through his identity...

The thief man's right hand unknowingly reached into his trousers pocket and took out a folding knife, a ferocious look flashed in his eyes. If this Ford driver dared to call the police, he would send the Ford driver to God unceremoniously!

The 160cm thin boy, the thief man is tall and burly, he didn't take him seriously at all, he couldn't help but raise his mouth, looking at the thin driver through the reflector, a cold smile appeared on his face...

The Ford driver didn't react at all, and his expression didn't change at all, like a piece of wood. He was still driving as before, without saying a word.

After ten or twenty minutes, the radio rang again, but this time it was another news.

Please note that a jewelry store in New York was robbed tonight, and two employees in the store were brutally killed. Witnesses saw that the robber was a man in his twenties, only 160cm tall and had small eyes. He has yellow hair and is very thin. When he fled, he took a red Ford car. Everyone must be careful, this man is extremely vicious and kills without blinking. After everyone sees it, please notify the police immediately, and do not disturb him, so as not to be caught Kill, please note that the other party has a gun in his hand...

When the thief man listened to the voice on the radio, his hand holding the pocket knife trembled, and a cold sweat started to break out from his back... Isn't the robber who murdered and unblinking described on the radio exactly the same as the driver in front of him? ? Oh god, he drives a red Ford too! ! !

Are you the one who stole the silver box?

A very hoarse voice sounded abruptly, and this voice sounded creepy. Through the mirror, the thief man saw the corners of the Ford driver's mouth rise, revealing a cruel smile.

You, are you the robber from that jewelry store...? When the thief man spoke, his teeth were shaking and he couldn't speak clearly.

Hehe, do you think I look like me? The Ford driver smiled gloomily.

With a bang, a blood hole appeared on the brow of the thief man.

When I ran away, there was an unexpected gain, haha... It seems that I am lucky today!

...

At 9 o'clock the next morning, the red Ford car was parked next to the highway, but the driver disappeared, and in the back seat of the car, the police found the thief who stole from the rich Franklin's house last night, but the box was missing, The thief is dead.

In a dilapidated old house in the countryside, Clark Benson grinned at the table covered with glittering jewels and a silver box.

These jewels are worth at least half a million dollars, and this box, stolen from a billionaire's home, must be worth a lot. What's in it?

Since the silver box was locked and Clark Benson had been on the run, there was not enough time to open it.

Clark Benson picked up the phone and dialed a number: Hi Cliff, I'm Clark Benson!

Oh, Clark Benson, you don't actually need to introduce yourself, I can recognize you just by hearing your voice, your voice is hoarse and scary!

Hehe, is that right? Thank you for your compliment!

Hehe, I'm not complimenting you, said the other end of the phone, How about you, do you have any more in your hand?

That's right! Clark Benson said. Half a million dollars worth of jewelry and . . . and a silver case.

The silver box? The silver box that was stolen from Franklin's house?

Chat, it should be. I robbed a jewelry store yesterday, and on the way to escape, I took a stupid thief with me!! Clark Benson said grimly.

Oh, it looks like it's really that silver box!

What, does anyone want to buy it? Benson asked. What's the price?

$1 million! Someone wants what's in the box! Colliver said.

Clark Benson was shocked when he heard it. At this moment, he couldn't wait to open the box to see what was inside!

Cliff, tell him, I'll think about it. After speaking, Clark Benson hung up the phone.

If the contents of the box are worth more than $1 million, he will raise the price. If it's not worth $1 million, it's natural to get rid of it quickly.

Clark Benson then found tools to unlock the lock.

After half an hour, the box was opened by him. However, to his astonishment, it was actually just a very good metal card with only one line printed on it - SpaceX.

Made, what the hell is this, it's actually worth $1 million?!! Clark Benson scolded, looked at the card carefully, and finally put it back. Immediately, he dialed Clifford's cell phone number: Cliffer, you tell the buyer, the silver box and the contents inside, I will sell it to him completely!

Okay! Colliver said, Today is December 26th, you must complete the transaction before the 30th, or the transaction will be void!

Okay, no problem, I'll set off now, go to your place! Clark said.

(If something happens, there can only be two updates, and I will add more tomorrow)

(To be continued ~^~)