Chapter 261: 127: Mrsa Thompson discovers the truth, Vi is Yan Yan! _4
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Althoughputer geniuses are rare, they do exist.
The famous hacker H became famous at the age of thirteen.
Unfortunately.
H has been retired for many years.
“There won’t be any exceptions.” Trevor Sherman said.
It might be a miracle for someone else.
But Vi…
It was impossible even to think about it with her toes.
“Alright,” Den sighed, “since you say it’s not her, let’s just keep watching the surveince.’
Having said that, Den pressed the y button.
The surveince video continued to y.
After a while, Denughed and said, “Trevor, if that person really is Miss Thompson, what would you do?”
“Nonsense.” Trevor Sherman didn’t even want to pay attention to Den, and continued, “When can you have a straight line?”
Den shrugged, “Trevor, your vision is too small.”
After that, Den continued, “How about we make a bet? If Miss Thompson is the one we’re looking for, you’ll wear women’s clothes, deal?”
Trevor looked at Den and said word by word, “Vi isn’t even worthy for me to make a bet.”
Den was a bit speechless.
“Trevor, is it really necessary! You hate her that much?” This was considered a personal attack.
Was it really okay to treat a girl like this?
“What did Miss Thompson do to offend you?” Den asked curiously.
Trevor was toozy to exin and just ignored Den’s words, watching the video intently.
When he didn’t speak, Den naturally didn’t need to make a fool of himself either.
But the two watched for an entire afternoon without finding any suspicious people.
Trevor was very frustrated.
Den continued, “If it doesn’t work out, we should start with Doleman.’
After all, Doleman knew the Great Master.
Trevor pinched his temples.
Currently, this was the only way.
After leaving the dessert shop, Vi helped Mrs. Thompson take a walk on the beach.
The sun was setting in the west.
The golden sunset covered the entire sea.
Looking at it this way, the whole scene looked quite spectacr.
At this time, Mrs. Thompson’s mood had already improved a lot, and sheughed, “Vi, I’ve never watched a sunset at the seaside before.”
“Me neither,” Vi replied.
Although she had lived in a fishing vige since she was young, Vi rarely had the opportunity to watch the sunset so closely by the sea.
Waves crashed at their feet.
Viughed and said, “The guesthouse we booked is just ahead. How about we go back and have a barbecue?”
“Sure.” Mrs. Thompson nodded and followed Vi’s steps.
The guesthouse was beautifully decorated.
There were two floors.
The first floor had a small garden.
There were also two rabbits in the garden.
The barbecue tools had already been prepared by the guesthouse owner.
Vi picked up the alcohol and matches, ready to set fire to the charcoal.
Mrs. Thompson smiled and took the matches and alcohol, “I’m good at this.”
When she was in the army, they even knew how to create fire with wood.
Lighting charcoal was a piece of cake.
After lighting the charcoal, Mrs. Thompson thought of Vi’s instant noodles and said, “Vi, today let you taste my cooking.”
“Sure.” Vi nodded.
Mrs. Thompson’s cooking was good, and soon the air was filled with the enticing aroma.
Therge chicken legs sizzled and dripped with oil, golden on both sides. At
this time, sprinkling a little cumin and chili powder made the vore up at once.
Mrs. Thompson handed the grilled chicken leg to Vi, “Vi, you try.”
Vi took the chicken leg from Mrs. Thompson, the crispy skin coated with ayer of chili powder and cumin, spicy and fragrant. One bite and it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, so delicious that people want to swallow their tongues along with it.
“How does it taste?” Mrs. Thompson asked.
“It’s amazing!” Vi gave a thumbs up, eating with a satisfied look on her face.
Having gained Vi’s approval, Mrs. Thompson smiled, “Vi, do you want to eat some golden needles?”
“Yes.” Vi nodded slightly.
One old and one young, one in charge of grilling and one in charge of eating, they got along extremely harmoniously.
It felt great to be acknowledged by someone.
Mrs. Thompson’s mouth never closed, “Vi, eat more, look how skinny you are. ”
“Grandma Thompson, this rice cake is good too, you should try some.” Vi handed a rice cake to Mrs. Thompson’s mouth.
Mrs. Thompson opened her mouth to ept it.
The rice cake was crispy on the outside and soft and sticky on the inside, with a very nice texture.
“And thismb skewer.” Vi picked up a drink, “Grandma Thompson, you must be thirsty.”
Looking at the girl with a bright smile, Mrs. Thompson showed a brilliant smile.
In her memory, it had been a long time since she had opened her heart like this..