Uncle Zhong and Daniel, who were also disguised as a disguise, came in, Song He closed the door, looked at Uncle Zhong with a gentle smile, and suddenly said, "It turned out that it was yours."

"Tell me quickly! How did you know I'm coming!" The mixed-race man naturally sat on the sofa, not treating himself as an outsider.

"You forced me to the Ukui country from afar to ask such a question?" Song He looked at the mixed-race man with amused feeling.

"It's really an opportunity you created!" The mixed-race man sighed, then looked at Uncle Zhong with his eyes shining, and said happily: "Uncle Zhong, you have fallen into this guy's trap!"

"I'm old, my mind is not as good as you young people." Uncle Zhong smiled kindly, glanced at Daniel who was dumbfounded, sighed secretly but did not explain much.

The mixed-race man tilted his head and looked at Song He twice, and waved at Daniel.

Then Daniel took out more than a dozen books from the suitcase he was dragging in his hand, placed neatly in front of Song He, and then placed an envelope on the top of the book.

These books are full of large and thick classics, and the key is three collection-level treasures that seem to be extremely old.

Song He looked at the books that could almost reach his waist when he stacked them up, and his face turned bitter and swallowed: "Do you want to burst my brain and then let me give you the name of the world's smartest person?"

"Ha! That's the expression!" The mixed-race man looked at Song He's reaction happily and said casually: "This is my reply. If you can decipher it within three days, I will not interfere with your plan for the Liu brothers."

The implication is that there is no doubt that Song He can't crack it, but only gives time limits.

Song He naturally understood what the mixed-race man wanted to express, so he shook his head helplessly, and then asked curiously: "How much are these books worth?"

The mixed-race man spread his hands and said, "There is a small apartment in the fourth ring road of Qindu. The house there is too expensive."

Song He looked at the mixed-race man's eyes and smiled, "Then you still buy it."

The mixed-race man seemed to like Song He's jumping but extremely accurate chat method, and smiled happily and said, "If you go to stay occasionally, Qin is still very interesting."

The two chatted like this, and Uncle Zhong, who was standing beside him, always smiling, feeling happy for the happy mixed-race man.

As for Daniel, who was tall and powerful, he gave up on his attempt to keep up with the two of them. In a trance, he seemed to return to his student days, and familiar distractions frequently appeared.

"It's getting late."

An hour later, the tired-looking mixed-race man suddenly ended the chat and slowly stood up and said, "Talk another day, I'm sleepy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Zhong immediately followed the mixed-race man, and Daniel, who suddenly came to his senses, quickly walked to the door and was ready to open the door for the two of them at any time.

Song He nodded, stood up and took them out of the guest room, and closed the door until the three of them disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

As soon as the door closed, Song He took out his mobile phone and dialed Liuyun's phone number again: "Liuyun, invade the monitoring system of the hotel we are staying in, copy the video of these locations and time periods below..."

After hanging up the phone, Song He murmured to himself: "Although there may not be any results, I can't suppress the curious beast in my heart if I don't check it!"

A few hours later, near midnight, Yue Changsong and others returned to the hotel.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Song He looking through a book carefully, but his view of every page of five seconds really made people feel that the seriousness on his face was a bit artificial.

"Can you read foreign documents so quickly?" Wu Xuerui walked up with a smile, looking at the books in Song He's hand curiously, but found that it was a professional book about the geography and environment of Weiguo.

"Foreign language is very simple." Song He smiled at his girlfriend, closed the book and asked with concern: "How is it? Is the performance exciting?"

"It's a pity that you don't go." Wu Xuerui instantly recalled the show she had just watched, and her face suddenly showed a mixed expression of shock and regret.

When everyone saw Song He and Wu Xuerui chatting, they were so tactful that they didn't come up to disturb them. After they finished chatting, they exchanged greetings and rested on their own.

The next morning, after reading the lights all night, Song He, who had read half of the books hidden in the storage ring, already understood how to decipher the secret text of a mixed-race man.

So he quickly pieced together a code that implies some regularity in the letter, corresponding to the contents of more than a dozen books based on the interpretation logic, and composed a not too long text.

"It turns out that the logic of my interpretation is completely different." Song He stretched, recalled the deciphered reply, and laughed: "For these few words, I have created a set of cipher texts."

"But your gift is really not small. It turns out that the political donation of the Liu brothers was not only given to one person."

The interpretation logic created by a mixed-race man is very different from the ones Song He had used in his previous message. In his letter, in addition to having a few gossips with Song He, he pointed out the two official auspicious aids selected by Liu Yaozong very directly.

At the same time, Song He also understood that if he did not crack the interpretation logic of the mixed-race man within three days, not only the information in this letter would be useless to him, but the mixed-race man would probably protect the Liu brothers to a certain extent and make his group return in vain.

Song He, who wanted to get through the trick, had a headache. Although the mixed-race man hit it off at first sight, the other party acted based on his likes and dislikes. What he liked was the uncontrollable accident brought about by changes. In addition, the other party had the ability to create various variables and the wisdom to look down on the vast majority of people...

"So, are you the biggest variable in our mission?" He said to himself, Song He adjusted his mentality and sent Liuyun the information provided by the mixed-race man to him for investigation.

Liuyun was very powerful and quickly sent the investigation results to Song He. Song He, who received the information, was shocked and adjusted his action plan as soon as possible.

In the next two days, while Lin Hui taught gambling techniques, he also manipulated them to constantly attack the gamblers in the country.

Song He began to rack his brains to create opportunities, using the preferences of mixed-race men to find ways to restrain him, so that he could spend his limited energy in meeting him.

Compared with the two, the rest of the team became much more leisurely.

Especially after Song He inexplicably abolished some of their action plans, the group became more and more like they were really on vacation, going to various theaters and special attractions in Jiacheng all day long, and they could be said to be ignorant of the steps to which the plan was carried out.

They didn't know that at this time there was a person who was busier than everyone in Qin Xia's hinterland, working overtime while complaining, completing the task assigned by Song He alone!

"Why did I promise him! The electricity bill is not expensive!"

Liuyun, with red eyes, was at home in Caicheng, Weizhou Province, with his fingers typing on the keyboard. The three monitors in front of him were busy. Because many devices at home were operating at the same time, the heat emitted in the house made the temperature in the house hit a new high!

"Bastard! If you don't buy me the equipment you promised me, your aid center's computer will be scrapped!"
Chapter completed!