Vinson almost sounded like he was pleading like a child begging for sweets.
Realizing that she could not bring herself to reject him, she nodded. “Okay.”
After the incident with Donovan, she felt disgusted to stay in her house, so it was better to stay at Vinson's house.
Before going to bed, he gave her a cup of hot milk and took the opportunity to ask, “Can I go in to sit for a while?”
Bang! However, the response he received was a closed door.
Smiling resignedly, he returned to his room rather disappointedly.
He truly regretted it.
I should've said there are many rooms in the house, but there's only one bed. My bad.
Meanwhile, Arielle had a good night's sleep. In the blink of an eye, the weekend had passed, and she was surprised to find that her life pace was almost identical to Vinson's.
Both of them woke up early in the morning and had similar eating habits.
At the same time, the face recognition comparison results had also come out.
“We didn't find anything.” Vinson handed the data to Arielle and uttered, “We can't find any similar face in the global database.”
Sighing with a grim expression, she said, “My people have also sent me some data. Among nearly six billion men in this world, we can't find the man in the photo at all.”
Initially, Vinson wanted to tell her about Turlen, but he changed his mind when he thought of Susanne's horrified expression.
If Mom is right about the people from Turlen being dangerous, I shouldn't letArielle know about them for now. I can investigate the matter in secret first and tell her about it later.
Thinking of that, he said, “Don't worry. Didn't you get the keys to the archive? With the photo, it's more convenient for you to investigate him. A person can't disappear into thin air. We'll find him sooner or later.”
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