"I remember that I went to the school summer camp, so I was not at home. At that time, Ward seemed to be eleven...no, he was twelve years old, and Shelley was only seven years old. The summer camp was only twenty days old, and it turned out to be waiting for me. After returning, Shelley fell ill and Ward disappeared."

Xie Lun sighed and looked at the James and his wife in doubt: "Although you explained to me that Ward was drowned because of the drowning, Shelley could not bear the blow, and had amnesia, and told me not to talk about Ward in front of Shelley in the future. De's name."

"But I'm not a fool, uncle and aunt, I investigated this secretly. During the time I was away from home, a whole community of eight children were missing, and all the information of these eight children was artificially erased."

"The school was removed, the family photos were updated, the bedrooms were refurbished... What is even more bizarre is that the children in the entire community have forgotten these eight companions, and all the adults are secretive. It seems that these eight children have never appeared in this world. Too average."

"Enough, Sharon." James whispered, "Stop talking, don't let us recall that painful past."

"It's not because I said that you remembered it, but you never forgot it." Xie Lun frowned. "Since you don't say it, then I believe you have a reason not to say it, and I haven't asked you. But Shelley What about you? She used to be a girl who was so strong, brave and positive, and now she has been raised into a silly white sweet."

"Stop talking."

Holly hugged Sharon and couldn't help crying in a low voice.

Xie Lun's expression was dim, and he lightly patted his aunt on the shoulder, gave a long sigh, and stopped talking.

"Xie Lun, you are a brave and good boy. You have been stronger than your peers since childhood...no, even stronger than many adults."

James stepped forward, patted Schellen on the shoulder, and shook his head: "But this matter has our difficulties. For some reason, we have to do this."

"I can understand, but James, we can't protect Shelley forever." Xie Lun said in a deep voice, "In order for her child to learn to fly, the mother eagle can only cruelly throw it off the cliff. And Shelley If you want to grow, you must learn to face it independently."

James nodded: "Don't worry, she will be eighteen years old soon, and then she will be safe... Really safe..."

"Eighteen years old?"

Xie Lun repeated it in his heart, looking at James with some doubts.

Why should we emphasize eighteen years old?

The James couple...what secret are they hiding?

Since the James and his wife were reluctant to say it, there were naturally reasons not to say it, and Sharon wouldn’t ask, at most, pay more attention to Shelley in secret.

In the next few days, Xie Lun had a relaxed and happy life. But the good times are always short, and Xie Lun received a call from Vigo that day.

"What? Let's go now?" Xie Lun frowned, "Didn't it take half a month to a month? Why is it so fast?"

Vigo smiled bitterly: "Thanks to the detective, half a month has passed since our last conversation, okay?"

"Huh? That's right, too."

Xie Lun patted his forehead, and he was a little bit reluctant to think about it during this period of time.

"In addition, the situation has changed a bit. We must hurry to the South Pole. How long will it take you to reach the Washington International Airport?"

Xie Lun glanced at the timepiece that Elena had brought him intimately: "Two hours."

"Okay, my private jet will land soon, and I will wait for you at the airport."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Lun looked at the women who looked a little nervously at him, and couldn't help but laughed: "They all looked at me like this, but just went out a long way."

Tina leaned forward, and put her arm around Sharon's arm: "Head, you'd better take me this time, so that you can take care of it more or less."

"No, I won't bring anyone this time. You all stay at home honestly, train well, and when I come back, you will check your homework. Failed...huh..."

In the screams of the women, Xie Lun grinned grimly, opened his arms, and threw the women under him like a wolf.

Two hours later, Washington International Airport.

Welcomed by Vigo, Sharon boarded a luxury private jet transformed from a Boeing 747.

In the spacious cabin, there were seven or eight men and women sitting scattered, all sturdy and full of murderous stature.

One of the black men with a serious face and hurriedly stood up and nodded to Vigo and Schellen, who was Vigo's personal bodyguard.

Xie Lun met him before, and he was acquainted.

"There are not many people, but it seems that the quality is good." Xie Lun turned to Vigo and said, "It can be seen that Mr. Vigo has also worked hard to select players this time."

"That is, they were all carefully selected by me." Vigo nodded and smiled. "They are all old people who have been with me for many years. They are not only loyal, but also outstanding in ability. Even if they are placed in the special forces of the world, they are all first-class. Soldiers."

As soon as Vigo's voice fell, there was a sound of a toilet bowl not far away. After a while, the bathroom door was opened, and a man came out with a trouser belt and cursed: "What kind of shit airplane, there are no scented wet wipes, so I wiped my hand with water..."

Vigo's old face that was smiling like a chrysanthemum bloomed instantly seemed to be smeared with heat.

Looking at the ugly expression of his boss, the black bodyguard hurriedly shouted: "Shut up, Wade, you damn bastard, what are you talking about?"

Wade Wilson looked up and saw Vigo and Sharon, his face changed, and then he laughed. As he hurriedly fastened his belt, he ran towards here: "Oh my god, isn't this a celebrity on TV, Sharon, thank you detective? Oh, after meeting my favorite Vanessa, I really started to transfer. ."

"Thank you detective, my name is Wade Wilson, but your number one fan!"

Seeing Wade stretched out, some wet hands, remembering what he had just said, Xie Lun took out a pair of gloves very calmly, and then gently shook hands with Wade after putting them on.

After finishing the work, in front of Wade, he took off his gloves and threw them in the trash can nearby.

This guy Wade has no face and skin at all. He doesn't feel ugly at all. He is still very excited: "Can I ask you to sign me? My girlfriend is also your fan, so that when I go back, I can follow him. She showed off."

Xie Lun smiled slightly: "Definitely, no problem."

Wade took out a signature pen and handed it to Xie Lun. Then he stripped off his shirt and turned around to reveal his scarred back: "Come on, thank you detective, just write on my back."

"..." Weiguo coughed, and said in a bad breath, "You are busy, thank you detective, I will wait for you in the first class."

Xie Lun took the signature pen disapprovingly, and smiled: "Well, Mr. Wade, what do you want me to write?"

"Huh? Just write, my favorite little Vanessa, although I promised you that I will stay in bed 365 days a year, but in order to live and work, I have to temporarily separate, but my heart, my body , Including my little one, I miss you every minute and every second..."

Listening to Wade's eloquent "affectionate confession", everyone in the neighborhood couldn't help but retching, and one after another stretched out their middle fingers to him.

"Gosh, damn Wade, shut your dog's mouth, it's disgusting!"

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