I asked you to go to jail, how come you are invincible?.

Chapter 152 Red Lightning
High speed train.

This train is quite special because there are some red advertising logos affixed to its body. When it is speeding, the entire body is like a red lightning flying out, speeding past the sight of others. .

Therefore, this train is sometimes nicknamed: Red Lightning or The Flash.

At this time, a total of 560 passengers on the Red Lightning train were sitting in their seats, doing their own things.

A passenger with an infant was grabbing his mobile phone and playing cartoons for the child in his arms to divert his attention and prevent the child from crying in the carriage.

Her eldest son, who has just entered elementary school, is sitting in his seat. He has no idea about those young cartoons. His eyes are focused on the scenery passing by outside the window, and his eyes are looking at the clouds outside, as if he is imagining something. A superman wearing a blue tights and red underwear is flying among the clouds.

Losing interest in the outside world, the boy studied the chair under him and wanted to put it down, but suddenly felt that he had kicked something.

He was a little curious, jumped off the chair, grabbed out the thing kicked by his heel, and said to his mother: "Mom, look, what is this?"

The woman lowered her gaze and saw her eldest son dragging out a silver-white box. She quickly said, "Hey, this must be something someone else left here. Don't move. Mom, go get the flight attendant. You Help keep an eye on this thing, do you understand?"

"Yeah, I know!" The boy nodded in agreement, but his eyes did not move away from the box in front of him. Instead, he noticed the touchpad-like screen on the surface of the box.

The child was not wary. He gently tapped the screen with his finger and saw a dim light on the surface of the screen, displaying a panel.

There is a nine-square grid on the panel with some numbers written on it. There is also a long frame above the nine-square grid with some words written on it. However, the boy has just entered elementary school and does not know what these words are.

He can only listen and speak. As for writing and recognition, for him, the words in front of him are obviously beyond his literary level.

"Mom, mom," the boy grabbed his mother's calf and shook it, pointing at the words on the screen and asked, "What do these words mean?"

Seeing that the flight attendant never came, my mother could only lower her head, look at the words on the screen, and then read out the words.

"Please enter the unlock password? What kind of high-tech box is this? It actually needs a password." When the boy's mother saw that this thing was protected like this, she immediately understood that it must be something very valuable and warned her child. , "It seems that this thing is very important. The owner must be very anxious. Don't lose it."

"You should remember, what did I tell you?"

The boy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I know, it's worth picking up gold! Either return the things you find to the owner, or hand them over to the police! Then mom, are we going to the temple now?"

The mother smiled helplessly, "It's the owner, not the donor... Forget it, I'll teach you how to write these two words later."

The baby in her arms seemed to be amused, and opened its mouth happily, revealing some big white teeth.

The boy lowered his head again and looked at the box in front of him that was full of technology.

Driven by curiosity, he reached out and pressed lightly on the touch pad.

drop--

A crisp feedback sound reached the boy's ears. This mechanical beauty completely satisfied the boy's inner aesthetic. As if he had received positive feedback, he pressed another button with the fingers of his right hand uncontrollably.

drop--

The boy himself didn't know what password he entered, but he obviously enjoyed the decryption process. He then entered a few more numbers until the top column of the nine-square grid was completely filled and he could no longer enter the next one. number.

The boy's eyes moved down a little. Although he couldn't understand the text other than the numbers, he could still see the color of the text clearly.

Delete is red.

Confirmation is green.The boy has seen traffic lights and knows that red represents danger and green represents safety.

So he stretched his finger towards the green button, and he was just a hair away from pressing the button.

But, at this moment, the boy's hand was grabbed.

Snapped--

A slender hand held the boy's wrist. He raised his head and looked in the direction where the arm was stretched out. He saw a woman wearing a flight attendant's uniform.

The woman showed a charming smile, and her outstanding appearance and graceful figure were enough to attract the attention of the opposite sex around her.

What's more, she made a special trip to bend down in order to grab the boy's arm.

Some unobstructed scenery is looming.

"Kid, what are you doing?" The woman's voice was extremely gentle, as if exuding an irresistible charm.

When the boy's mother saw that it was a flight attendant, she immediately said: "Hello, hello, this is a box my son found here. It may have been left here by other passengers."

The woman took the box from the boy's hand, then smiled at the boy's mother, "Okay, I understand. I will transfer this item to the steward. Thank you very much for your kindness."

The boy's eyes stayed on the woman's body and he was completely unable to look away.

Suddenly, the baby in the boy's mother's arms began to cry without warning. The mother was startled and quickly expressed her apology to the surrounding passengers.

But no one responded to her.

Because there was a strong figure covering the mother.

The purser's clothes were tight, and it seemed that the muscles in them might tear the ill-fitting clothes in the next second, and then burst out.

His aura caused everyone to shut their mouths obediently and not dare to say a word.

Only an old man spoke at this time and asked him: "Sorry, I want to ask... My mobile phone software told me that I had arrived at the station 2 minutes ago, but why didn't the car stop? My age It’s too old, I don’t know how to use this thing…”

The man walked up to the old man, bent down, picked up the old man's phone, glanced at the content on the screen, and then gave it back to the man.

"There must be some mistakes. Don't worry, this train will stop sooner or later." The man's tone was low and hoarse, "However, it should take some time."

The man walked towards the front of the train, and the woman in steward uniform followed closely behind, always keeping that perfect smile on her face.

The boy's eyes still stayed on the woman's body, and that graceful figure was like a mark, engraved on his heart.

"Mom," he tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes again, pointed at the backs of the two people, and said, "didn't you tell me that tattoos are bad and will make it difficult to find a job in the future?"

The mother asked in confusion: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Then why...the two uncles and sisters have tattoos with patterns on their bodies?
"There are numbers written on it. The uncle's body is one, and the sister's body is four."

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