"What's wrong?" Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets, vaguely uneasy, "Is it Luo Tingsong?"

"No, I said someone @ our official Weibo, and they said they were afraid it was an important code, so I called me to notify."

Chen An shook his head, took out his cell phone, logged on to Weibo to check the message, "Look."

"Six days?" Mo Nanjue glanced at him, "extract the location information."

"It's near San Francisco, USA," Chen An dragged his finger, "It seems like a forest, and the specific location needs to be determined by a computer. However, what does these six days mean?"

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes and only wrote two words on Weibo for six days. His index finger tapped on the table, "Is it Tong Ran?"

Chen An frowned, "Why did she write for six days?"

"Is it because she was arrested and there are six days left?" Mo Nanjue thought for a while, and felt that this was more and more likely. He turned around and walked into the room, "Get your laptop."

Chen An ordered, and the nurse soon walked in with her laptop.

Chen An connected the network.

His cell phone was not on his body, but the number was always used. After Mo Nanjue successfully logged in, he extracted the information and call records of his cell phone.

This is his personal website, and all the information is stored in it.

He clicked his slender finger twice, and sure enough, a text message sent last night jumped into his eyes.

[I, Luo Xiao Mengyao, Jesse. Six Days.]

Only these are written on the text message.

Mo Nanjue understood the meaning just by just a glance. He extracted the sending source address of the text message, which was similar to the location on Weibo. Because there was a forest there, it could not be accurately positioned for the time being.

Chen An looked at him, took his cell phone and went out to find someone to determine the location. Mo Nanjue's face turned gloomy. He closed the computer with a snap, and turned around and left the door.

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San Francisco, USA.

In the villa in the forest, the sky gradually became brighter.

Tong Ran got up and washed up. In just two days, she felt that life was like years, which made her feel panic in the dungeon, just like when she went to jail for Mo Nanjue. She felt as if she was dead and had no thoughts at that time.

She stood up and her eyes met Luo Xiao who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Tong Ranlen curled her lips, "Did you see it? It's the next day."

"I won't let you die."

"Is that so? But I'm more painful now than death."

Luo Xiao didn't say anything, he lowered his head. In fact, he was always on the top of his head in this matter. Jesse wanted DevilsKiss' antidote, so he would definitely not kill him.

Luo Xiao sneered silently in his heart. What is the antidote? Isn’t it just a matter of his words?

He stretched out his right hand and stared at the red marks in his palm.

No one will know.

Never.

As long as he is alive, no one will know; even if he dies, it will be meaningless.

Luo Xiao withdrew his hand and his eyes were overflowing. He had never thought about a way out of retreat at this step, so he was blocked all of them, and there was no way out to retreat.

Why are those poisonous scorpions so loyal to him?

Because they all grew up drinking his blood.

Antidote?

This kind of thing is just a synonym and does not exist for DevilsKiss. ​​What should he use to develop it?
Chapter completed!