Chapter 1541


    He looked at Fair, "Why did youe back? Aren''t you in cahoots with them? I escaped with great


    difficulty. What, do you want to report my whereabouts again?"


    Fair''s eyes instantly turned red, and crystalline tears flowed down.


    She cried, "I know you don''t believe me. I really just care about you. I thought you were still in the


    warehouse. I wanted toe back and save you."


    "Come on, what can you do? Can you save me?" Anderson snorted disdainfully.


    "You said you made an excuse to go to the bathroom halfway and ran away? Do you think I''ll believe


    that? Didn''t they look for you? How did you get back to the warehouse? Just by remembering the


    "I told the truth." Fair wiped away her tears. "I found a pickup truck carrying a load of lumber. I climbed


    onto the truck and hid. They didn''t find me. I rode with the truck along the way and got off near the


    warehouse. I walked the rest of the way, it took me a day."


    Anderson looked at her half believing and half doubting.


    Indeed, Fair looked a bit disheveled, her delicate little face dirty. Her clothes and pants were torn in


    several ces, especially her pants, with traces of blood.


    Anderson asked, "What''s wrong with your leg?"


    Fair rolled up her pant leg, "Scratched by bushes, it''s okay, the bleeding has stopped."


    Anderson was a little more convinced, "Wash your face and hands, really dirty."


    "Oh." Fair obediently walked over to the sink and faucet in the boiler room.


    In the past few days, alone here, she had no time to wash up. Now that Anderson was finally here, she


    rested assured, washed her face and hands, and washed her hair while she was at it.


    Tidied up cleanly, Fair sat down on the straw.


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    She saw Anderson holding a very small machine and operating it with a needle.


    Curiously she asked, "What''s that?"


    "Miniputer." Anderson exined, "Unfortunately there''s no signal. I searched just now, the signal


    here is also blocked. There''s no internalwork to operate, I can''t do anything."


    Anderson couldn''t help but regret the loss of his mini phone.


    Otherwise, as long as they got to an area with a signal, they would be saved.


    "Do you have a phone?" Anderson asked.


    Fair shook her head.


    "What''s your n? What should we do next?"


    Anderson nced at Fair andined, "What can I do? You didn''t even think about what you could


    do. What''s the use ofing back to the warehouse? Apart from adding chaos, what else can you


    do?"


    Fair lowered her head and said nothing, hugging her knees.


    "Now we can do nothing but wait here." Anderson was a little discouraged.


    The onlyfort was that at least there was someone to talk to.


    Although he was angry in his heart, he really wanted to believe her again.


    "By the way, you''re sensitive to numbers. Look at the numbers on this, what do they mean?" Anderson


    suddenly remembered something. He took off the silver cross pendant from around his neck and


    handed it to Fair.


    "Is there a mechanism? Will it reveal the answer by triggering these numbers? Analyze it."


    "Oh, okay."


    Fair took the pendant from Anderson''s hand, weighed it in her hand, and began to ponder both sides


    which had numbers.