Yudin's brows wrinkled slightly.

He didn't want to see these annoying flies at all, let alone talk about these things in the restaurant, so he instinctively stood up and wanted to stop them.

But Yan Lüge, a young man from the East, seemed to know what he wanted to say. Before he spoke, he pointed to the menu: "Bring me two orders of winter clam noodles."

Winter razor clams are the most popular shellfish in their country. Every winter, they will bury themselves neatly in rows after rows on the wet beach. Just scoop up the sand from the seaside, pour it into a net bag and shake it.

You can harvest a lot of delicious little things.

Yuding's movements stagnated for a moment.

Since he was here to eat, it was hard for him to say anything.

The strange old man also heard this call. He raised his head from behind the cashier, with a sly look in his eyes: "Okay, two portions of winter razor clam noodles, a total of 50 Nile coins."

The Nile coin is the local currency unit of the Nile Federation. When converted into the Tianzhou currency that Yanlu Ge is more accustomed to, it is about 40 yuan.

"30 Nile coins." Yudin suddenly corrected in a low voice, "Boss, you remembered it wrong."

After a while, Jiang Changhai and Yan Lüge walked out of the small restaurant slowly, carrying two packed portions of winter razor clam noodles.

This is very interesting.

"Packaging fee is 4 Nile." The strange old man shouted, never letting go of any opportunity to make money.

Twenty years ago, one was a victim who lost a loved one, and the other was a perpetrator who was criticized verbally and verbally.

"Why don't you say it anymore?" A voice interrupted, as if it was smiling, but without any warmth.

Twenty years ago, he had never heard of this company called "Cornerstone Technology", but twenty years later, the streets were suddenly full of products produced by them and products produced using their technology, including medical and computer products.

, energy, food, materials... It seems that every field is covered with the shadow of this group, and every person walking on the street carries traces of this group.

His residence was a previously built employee dormitory. The house was very sturdy, but the water and electricity had long been cut off, so he dug a well in the open space and later bought a diesel generator. There were no problems in his daily life.

According to rumors, the man who led the rise of the entire group has never lost a battle. Everything he targets will eventually fall into his hands like prey targeted by a hungry wolf.

As soon as he spoke in a hurry, the strange old man coughed violently again.

Twenty years later, one wanted to get out of the shadow of the past and gave up the amusement park, while the other returned to the burial place of his relatives when he was old to wait for death and reunion - coincidentally, they became the owner and employees of the same restaurant again

.

Yan Lüge held his chin and watched the scene in front of him with interest.

Yudin finished his day's work and quietly returned to the amusement park as usual.

"My name is Billy. I am a mechanical engineer. I want to confess something here." Billy twisted his body and glanced secretly out of the camera before continuing, "Twenty

Years ago, I accepted a commission to investigate the cause of the accident at Fantasyland Amusement Park. I...I..."

Yuding expressionlessly put the noodle bowl on the table, and while leaning down, he whispered: "Give up, I won't sell it."

Jiang Changhai understood that this was a school test. He thought for a moment and replied: "The owner of the restaurant called Yu Ding 'Kuch', which shows that the latter used a pseudonym at work.

He hesitated for a long time, but could not continue.

As the world's richest man, Yanlu Ge certainly wouldn't care about small sums such as 30 Nile or 50 Nile, but Yudin's behavior made him very interesting.

This weird old man obviously wanted to cheat him, but Yuding demolished his boss...

Yan Lüge smiled noncommittally and pushed a small memory card over: "Let's take a look."

The words "twenty years ago" seemed to have magic power. Yudin's movements froze for a moment. After a moment, he took the memory card without saying a word and put it into his greasy apron pocket.

Jiang Changhai was stunned for a moment and said softly: "Yes. Judging from the age, Mr. Willow in the restaurant and the Willow family at that time may be three generations of the same family. His son, daughter-in-law and two grandchildren

All of us died in that accident."

Cornerstone Technology Group.

Both the memory card and the tablet computer have the same faint blue LOGO. The lower layer is made up of bricks and stones, while the middle and upper layers become a city silhouette.

The protagonist of the video is a man wearing funny pajamas. He is kneeling on the ground with his head bowed. Although there are no obvious injuries on his body, he still cannot hide the look of horror on his face when facing the camera.

Yudin didn't pay much attention to current affairs, and he was a little blind to the appearance of Oriental people. He didn't know that the person he met in the small restaurant during the day was the new head of Cornerstone Technology Group. Otherwise, he would probably be more affected.

So much fright.

It was a pre-recorded video.

…

The corner of the strange old man's mouth twitched, he glared at Yudin fiercely, and said reluctantly: "Okay, 30 Nile coins. Lazy Kuchi, why don't you go to work?"

So, did Mr. Willow open a small restaurant in this deserted place after his retirement? Jiang Changhai thought silently.

After a while, two steaming portions of winter razor clam noodles were brought over.

Mr. Billy on the screen seemed to be very frightened. He trembled all over, closed his eyes, and continued with a strong voice: "I fabricated some data and issued a false report."

Yan Lüge laughed and pointed to the two untouched winter razor clam noodles on the table: "I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to do. Please pack it for me."

"Did you see anything?" Yan Lüge asked seemingly casually.

Yudin turned back to the kitchen in silence.

Yu Ding was about to refuse, but Yan Luge continued: "It has something to do with what happened twenty years ago."

Yuding recognized the voice of the young man who met him in the afternoon.

He is the director of the Intelligence Department of Blackstone Research Institute and the business manager of Cornerstone Technology Group. His observation skills are extraordinary and he will not miss these small details.

The screen flashed and the information in the memory card was successfully read.

I didn’t expect that even I couldn’t escape...Yuding smiled mockingly to himself.

Yudin has lived a nearly isolated life over the years, but that does not mean that he is really ignorant of the changes around him.

In addition, I have investigated the restaurant owner. His name is Beasley Vero, he is about 70 years old, but because his health is very bad, he has cough and shortness of breath, he is likely to have severe lung disease. From his hands

Judging from his body shape, he may have been engaged in physical labor before, but he stopped in recent years.”

Back at his residence, Yudin took out the memory card Yanlvge gave him and inserted it into the interface under the tablet computer.

Yudin in front of the screen felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Yan Lüge showed a playful smile: "Guess, do the two of them know each other's identities?"

Yan Lüge nodded and suddenly said: "In the roller coaster derailment accident at the amusement park twenty years ago, four of the deceased were from the same family, and their surname was also Vero."

A friend asked me what I wrote in physical books before.

Me: emmmm……

Strictly speaking, I write children's literature, and short stories are often found in "XX Composition" and "Youth XX News". Secondly, I am also good at suspense, science fiction and military themes, and I have experience in various industries such as movies, games and comics.

As an experienced (pu) author with a variety of styles, isn't it normal to write about cute little foxes and rabbits during the day, and about squirming evil gods and tentacle monsters at night?

(looking innocent)
Chapter completed!