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While feeling scared, he was also thankful that he opened the car door and rescued Olivia.

After closing the folder, he looked at the second present. The name of this folder is interesting:

"Remember to open it when you are alone."

Zhang Ming clicked in.

"Are you sure it's a person?"

Then click in.

"Look around again, or you'll regret it."

Zhang Ming clicked on it again, another folder, and opened seven or eight folders in a row.

"I'm about to open it, get ready!"

Click on the last layer, and hundreds of photos popped up!

They are all photos of Angela, some of her in high school, still wearing her school uniform, some of her participating in various activities in college, and some selfies of her when she was working part-time at Roman's restaurant.

Browsing one by one, watching Angela gradually mature from immature, Zhang Ming had the illusion of growing up with her.

At this point an audio will play automatically.

"Second Christmas present. I stole these from Angela's phone. Again, except for herself, you have the whole world. I made security measures in her phone, and no one can get it out again. correct!"

Olivia deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Don't open the last one when there are people."

last piece?

After being told by Olivia, Zhang Ming was a little nervous. He looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one there, he clicked on the last photo in the lower right corner.

Because the photo is too large, the computer freezes slightly, and the picture is refreshed from top to bottom.

First the hair, then the neck, then the smooth back, then...

Zhang Ming swallowed. This should be the back view of Angela after taking a shower. It's not because she has any strange hobby, but to observe the location where she was stabbed by the big boss.

But... this is too...

"Excuse me, I went to flush the potion just now..." Angela's voice suddenly appeared from behind.

puff--

The coffee in Zhang Ming's mouth was sprayed all over the screen, the snow-white back and the black coffee were clearly black and white.

"What are you looking at?" Angela leaned over.

Zhang Ming: "Edit!!!"

Time went back five seconds, the violent electric current stimulated the muscles, Zhang Ming's speed broke through the limit, he pulled out the USB flash drive and put it in his pocket.

At this time, Angela trotted over, "I'm sorry, I went to rinse the potion just now, so I've been waiting for a long time."

Zhang Ming noticed her wet hair, and the picture he saw just now appeared in his mind involuntarily.

"No, I just looked at the photos for a while."

"what?"

"I...I mean, I bought a small cake, try it, it's delicious."

Zhang Ming stuffed the cake into his mouth one mouthful at a time, and changed the topic abruptly until he was half choked to death, picked up tons of coffee, and drank half a cup.

Looking at himself reflected in the glass, Zhang Ming thought of Moira just now.

Angela covered her mouth and smiled. She moved a chair and sat opposite Zhang Ming, enjoying dessert and coffee, listening carefully to his story about the miraculous experience during this period.

The night quietly became dark.

Just when Zhang Ming returned to New York and enjoyed a brief peaceful life.

In Afghanistan, which is nine hours away from the United States, a jeep was driving slowly on the bumpy road just after sunrise.

Abu yawned, and glanced at the woman sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror. This is a very beautiful woman, or in Abu's life, except for his wife on the wedding day, he has never seen a more beautiful woman than her woman.

This is his new customer, who is said to be traveling in Afghanistan.

tourism?

come here?

Abu doesn't believe in such nonsense, but just like what he told Zhang Ming at the beginning, in his business, he doesn't ask too many customers' privacy.

It's still more interesting to hang out with Zhang Ming.

Abu couldn't help but smile when he thought of the gangsters from the Ten Rings who were rolling all over the floor.

The jeep came to the end of the road.

"Ma'am, if you go any further, the car won't be able to drive in."

That's right, Abu still doesn't know what this woman's name is.

"Just park the car, I'll go up alone, and I'll be back in about three hours."

"Alone?" Abu frowned. "This is no man's land. If you go further, you will be in a deep mountain. Although it is daytime, it will still be dangerous."