"Er..."

Hearing Qin Luo's words, the stewardess was stunned and finally showed a wry smile on her face: "I'm sorry, Professor, I don't know..."

Emmmm……

-

after about two hours of flight, the private plane landed steadily on the apron of Washington International Airport.

As soon as I stepped out of the cabin door, two black Benz cars had stopped at the door.

"Wipe..."

The door opened, and several big men in black came out.

If it wasn't for the familiar license plate, Qin Luo would even think it was a robbery.

"It's a pity..." Qin Luo sighed helplessly

To tell you the truth, he was hoping someone would come forward and rob.

What a pity?

What do you mean?

The middle-aged man is full of doubts: "what is the professor regretting?"

"It's a pity you're not a kidnapper." Qin Luo looked at him deeply, helplessly said: "if you are a kidnapper that should be good."

Worge!

The middle-aged man was puffing.

He really can't understand. Nowadays, there are still people who want to meet kidnappers? This is strange!

"Captain, have you heard of Deborah?" When he was wondering, his subordinates at his side solved the mystery for him.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

"At the beginning, he ordered people to kidnap Professor Qin, but as a result, he lost his family and property, and he was deeply trapped in the whole..."

Er

Middle aged and strong man, the corner of his mouth is puffed, which makes him feel like a dog.

Feeling this kidnapper is not a kidnapper, but Qin Luo's ATM

"Professor Qin, please get on the bus. Mr. Gates has been waiting for a long time..." The man in black carefully looked at Qin Luo with a "brilliant" smile on his face full of flesh.

It's just that this smile makes people feel a bit ferocious.

"It's a pity..." Another sigh, Qin Luo stepped into the car.

What a pity?

After opening his mouth, the strong man finally failed to speak

-

the car runs smoothly on the busy streets of Washington.

However, the prosperity outside the window did not affect the dull atmosphere in the carriage.

Perhaps because of Qin Luo's "pity" before, the atmosphere in the whole carriage suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Several times Qin Luo wanted to stir up the topic, but looking at the frightened expression on the middle-aged man's face, Qin Luo swallowed back again.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes

After more than ten minutes, Qin Luo finally couldn't stand the dull atmosphere, so he decided to break it.

"Cough, don't get me wrong. I believe you are not kidnappers..." Qin Luo showed a wisp of thought perfect smile, opened his mouth to say.

"Creak..."

But just as soon as his voice fell, the whole car seemed to have been hit by a missile. The rear of the car suddenly swung, and the Mercedes Benz stopped on the side of the road.

"Professor, we are not robbers..." The middle-aged man said with a bitter smile.

He didn't understand. Why did Qin Luo honestly think they were robbers?

Is it because they look alike?

But what can he do to look like him? It's all father's son and mother's son. He really has nothing to do!

"I don't have to explain, I know..." Qin Luo's mouth rose and answered with a smile.

You know?

Looking at Qin Luo's expression, listening to the understatement of the words, his small heart suddenly pumping.

I don't know why, he always has a feeling of fuzziness in his heart.