Chapter 521

When Wesley was ready, instead of leaving that night, he drove to the company again to pick up Kayla from work.

"Did you buy a car?" Kayla asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's inconvenient to run around without a car, and you can go anywhere. It's much more convenient to buy a pickup truck. If you need transportation in the future, you can call me directly and be willing to help at any time."

"Well, then I remember, have you found the news topic now?" Kayla said, very concerned about Wesley's work.

"Yes, I left, went straight home, and then looked for clues on the Internet," Wesley said as he drove.

"On the Internet? Will there be any news on it? Even if there is, it has been made public?" Kayla asked suspiciously.

"You don't understand this. The Internet is the fastest channel for information dissemination, and there is no threshold. Anyone can send messages on it. I just came to this city. Without contacts, there is no way to get information. So how can I know the latest news as soon as possible? How can I find the most attractive news?" Wesley asked with a smile.

"Oh, so you know about the city on the Internet, and then find out what you need." Kayla said suddenly.

"Yes, that's what I can do now. I can find the theme I need in countless clues."

Keira showed the way, and Wesley drove the car to the supermarket and began to buy the ingredients for tonight. However, Wesley always felt that someone was staring at them. It was a real person tracking, but it was far away. He felt as if he was staring.

Sun Ming said to apple in his mind, "this is the person who follows Kaila. It's so far away that it doesn't meet the tracking requirements and may be lost at any time, which shows that they are not afraid of losing. It must be the guy who has known Kaila's trip for a long time. It should be the person from the supernatural action department."

"Yes, do we need to embed Elizabeth's program into the network so that we can use monitoring for anti tracking," Apple asked.

"No need for the time being. They don't pose any threat to us. Now the most important thing is my first news. The news needs to be true. I'd better investigate it myself. I'll go back to sort out the information tonight, and then we'll take direct action tomorrow." Wesley quietly continued to purchase things with Kyle. Both of them are big stomach kings, and there are a lot of purchases.

They each returned to the car with two kraft paper bags. The feeling of being stared at was still as if there was nothing. Wesley didn't care. He directly started the car and went home. After dinner, the two of them sat on the sofa at Wesley's house. Kayla watched Wesley draw and designed the decoration for her. Although it doesn't have to be used, it's also good as a pastime in the evening.

Kayla sat cross legged beside Wesley, watching the brush swing in his hand, and then sketched different pictures. They were very close to each other, and they could smell each other's taste, but there was no ambiguous atmosphere. They were still discussing warmly, a bit like old friends for many years, a very strange scene.

The next morning, after breakfast, Wesley drove directly to the Kak group. Wesley didn't need to punch in. As a reporter, his working hours would not be fixed. Then he began to wander around the city.

Now he certainly can't go outside the city to explore directly. He needs to connect the clues and guide them out slowly, and the first goal is a message on the network. A few days ago, a cash truck was robbed, and the witness was a tramp. He claimed that he saw the guy with long horns on his head rob the cash truck, but everyone was regarded as a rumor made up by a tramp.

Wesley's goal is to find the person who wrote the message on the Internet. Wesley talked with him for a long time. They are all aimed at the views of aliens. The other party obviously likes the topic of aliens, and people have different hobbies. Wesley communicated with him in the comment area of his news release according to his hobby, and finally got the tramp's address.

Of course, the tramp has no family address. He lives under an overpass. It is far away from the crowd and is very suitable for homeless people. Collect hard packaging materials and build a small nest here, which is the place where the tramps live.

Wesley drove here and easily found this guy. He was telling his friends about seeing aliens, and he was very proud. They had no pursuit of life. Now the only problem is to live.

Wesley stood listening and looked into each other's eyes. Although he was very proud, there was fear in his eyes. Wesley was sure that what this guy said was true, although everyone listened as a story.

When he finished, the people around him dispersed. They still need to find today's food. Even after hearing the story, they can't eat it. Wesley went up at this time. "I'm very interested in your story. Can you tell it to me carefully?" Wesley asked directly.

"Hehe, there are people like you wearing suits to listen to my story, but I'm sorry. Now I'm going to find something to eat." the tramp directly got up to go. Wesley was not angry, but took out a ten dollar bill and shook it in front of him. "Enough for you to eat two good meals."

"Ha ha, it's a good deal. Come on, I'll tell you again." he put away ten dollars and then prepared to talk.

"No, no, I don't want to listen to the story. I want to listen to the most real situation at that time. If you tell the truth, I can give you another ten dollars." Wesley took out another ten dollars.

"Gulu" the tramp swallowed his saliva, then nodded, looked like a memory, and then told it slowly. Wesley listened carefully. He didn't need to record with paper money, and then analyzed the useful things in it. At the end of the incident, he finally found that a group of fully armed guys appeared at the scene of the robbery. Although they were wearing police equipment, they were not police officers, and they were not police whether they acted or acted.

The tramp was not far away. The police asked him for a confession twice. After listening to it for the first time, he ignored it, while the person who came for the second time asked in great detail. Wesley nodded and he got what he wanted.