The young woman enthusiastically invited Turing into the milk tea shop, showed a bright smile at him, and then continued to hold not many guests outside.

Staying on the work clothes of the young woman for a moment, Turing retracted her gaze and glanced at the milk tea shop with a small amount of traffic.

Beige floor, warm wallpaper, bar counters and small round stools in the bar, there are also some small tables of four seats. A young couple is snuggling together and looking at their phones, laughing from time to time. A middle-aged man sits on the side drinking a cup of jasmine honey tea with dates floating, and an old man leads a child and leaves the milk tea shop next to him...

It looks ordinary, and the guests are in line with the local situation, but I don’t know if there are any bodyguards and other characters here.

Turing walked to the bar, looked up at the price list above, and a bee that didn't know where it came from flew out of the store from his eyes.

"Hello guest! The above is the previous form that has not been disassembled yet, please read this!"

A short-haired clerk in work clothes came up and motioned to Turing to see the price list in front of him.

Pipe milk tea, blueberry milk tea, passion fruit tea, watermelon bobo, kumquat honey tea...

Basically, they are all things that are found in ordinary milk tea shops and fruit tea shops. The most expensive one is only 14 yuan per cup, and the cheapest lemon tea only costs 6 yuan.

Turing chose a cup of low-sugar watermelon and sat down. He was quite curious about what this strange-name fruit tea would be.

After Turing finished clicking, the clerk did not click on the ordering machine in front of him, but took out his mobile phone and struck it. The ticket machine next to him released a small ticket, and the clerk tore it to Turing.

After taking the receipt, Turing looked at the stand-alone machine, looking thoughtful.

Seeing the clerk turn around and start to be busy, Turing took out his encrypted phone, browsed the information on it, and then posted on the photo page of Carkos' daughter.

"The daughter of a drug trafficker actually works in a milk tea shop."

At this time, the woman who had been visiting customers outside also came back, as if she was preparing to take a break and returned to the bar.

"Did you order? What did you order? Do you want to try our new product~" The mixed-race man saw Turing, smiled at him, then supported his hands behind the bar and asked enthusiastically.

"Meigua Bobo." Turing put his phone back into his pocket after he opened his screen.

"That's pretty good. Do you want another cup? The second cup is half price. I recommend our new style of roasted fairy grass to you..."

"No, how can I drink that much by myself?" Turing shook his head, but looked at the other party's cell phone, "Don't you need to order a stand-alone machine in your milk tea shop now?"

"Oh, this." The woman patted the stand-alone phone with a cheerful look, "It's so troublesome, we don't have enough people. So we are all connected directly to the phone."

"Is this true... Is the milk tea shop now sticking a name brand on the chest like a coffee shop?" Turing looked at the brand on the other party's work clothes, "Hessja? Not a stage name or work number or something?"

"Haha, of course not. I'm just calling this." Hessjia showed a bright smile, "They are all named brands required by the main store, which looks very formal. Don't you live nearby, are you a student? Or an office worker?" Hessjia glanced at the bag Turing was carrying.

"I'm all."

"All of them? What does that mean?"

Maybe he was in a good mood, or maybe he was having a happy chat with Turing. While chatting with Turing, Hessya turned around and helped the clerk make the fruit tea ordered by Turing.

Turing replied in a mess and opened the information on his phone again. The name written under the photo was "Monica Barron".

And Carcos' full name is "Calcos Barron".

After looking at the woman's breasts, Turing turned off her phone after taking off the screen.

"Is it a change of name... Not only did I work in a milk tea shop, I also changed my name to the name of a Mu Guo, and her accent was also very positive. However, Luo Wang's information shows that the woman's biological mother is a Mu Guo."

Turing, who had some urban chaos and family dramas in his mind, spread his hands open, and the molecular deciphering line drilled out of his sleeve. Then he put his hand casually next to the stand-alone phone, took out another phone of his own to pretend to browse his circle of friends.

"There is no specific arrival time of Carkos in Luowang's information. Maybe there will be some information in Hessia's mobile phone. China Unicom's single-player phone... "

The red light flashed through the gaps in the exoskeleton behind the scarf, which was a sign of the molecular deciphering line being activated. Turing looked at the phone, but his eyes gradually became unconscious.

"Today, it's only 367 yuan. It seems that the business is normal... However, during the afternoon school period, many students will come here to buy milk tea. It was peak time... What they like to order is the burnt grass..."

Just as Turing was browsing data and looking for the network channel to enter Hessya's mobile phone, he suddenly heard a "ding" sound from a stand-alone phone.

Then there were a series of tinging sounds that scared Turing.

Turing suddenly stopped thinking and found that he had ordered 367 cups of roasted fairy grass inexplicably under his thinking.

He suddenly lowered his head and focused on his thinking, deleted it all with shame, and temporarily exited the data.

Then he looked at Hessia who was running over with a startled look.

Hessya showed an apologetic smile at Turing, and then operated on the stand-alone machine with some confusion. After looking at it, he seemed that he didn't find any problems.

"What's going on with this machine?"

"I don't know either. It suddenly sounded and scared me. Is it broken?" Turing looked puzzled and looked at the page of the stand-alone.

"I don't know... it may have been useless for too long, there are some problems. I'm sorry to scare you." Hessya bowed slightly to Turing, and the short-haired clerk behind him also brought Turing's drinks:

"Your three-point sugar watermelon is ready~ Do you want to pack it or drink it directly?"

"No need to pack, I'll sit here for a while."

Turing took the drink handed over by the other party, took off the thick straw wrapped in plastic shells, and inserted it in with a "poof".

The fragrance of watermelon pulp at the entrance is sensation, as well as fine syrup and coconut-like things inside, making the taste very "round".

"How about it, our fruit tea is good, right?" Hessja held the bar and looked at Turing proudly.

"It's really good. It just tastes a bit too cold in this winter." Turing put down the drink and moved to the side. Because two more guests were coming in now.

"One mixes, the other makes milk tea." Turing suddenly thought of Kahn. After he drank the wine prepared by the other party, he would also show similar pride and joy, but Kahn's emotions were very restrained.

Exhausted the mess in his mind, Turing took a sip of the cold fruit tea, took a deep breath, and put his hand next to the ordering machine again.

"Don't look at anything else, just look for the network port..."

Thinking passed the data inside the stand-alone machine and quickly found two ports.

It should be Hessya and the short-haired female clerk. Turing just found one to get in.

Suddenly, he felt his mind as if he had been put into a small water pipe, squeezed himself hard, and finally pierced into a small river.

"I've entered...the password is not difficult to decipher."

Turing's eyes were dull, and his thinking was browsing quickly on the phone behind this port.

"SMS... Found. This is Hessia's cell phone."

"I don't know if there is any information about Carkos communicating with her..."

Finally, he found a message suspected to be Carcos in the recycling bin of the text message. The other party was a string of garbled codes that were obviously encrypted and displayed very chaotic, and the contents were all in English. Fortunately, Turing could roughly understand:

[I will come to pick you up at 9 pm on the 18th. You must leave, there is no need to discuss it.]

[Don't open your milk tea shop. I have two million here. You can go back to the mainland.]

The 18th is today's day.

And one day after the two messages, Calkos sent some more messages:

【If you don’t reply, I will pick you up and pack up the things, and you can ask Mike to help you】

【Stop throwing tantrums Monica, I can’t do anything about your mother’s death.】

Then there were some defensive sentences, and Hessya only replied to one word:

【roll】

Turing suddenly opened his eyes, and the molecular deciphering line retracted his sleeves, and the fruit tea he was holding in his hand was half empty at some point.

"Did you drink so much subconsciously..."

Turing rubbed his temples, and even if it was just such a simple network, he felt a little load on his brain.

"It's quite rewarding. It's 9 o'clock tonight. Just in case, let the demon weapon do it directly. Now go around and see if there is any optimal solution."

After making up the plan, Turing was ready to stand up and leave.

"Are you leaving?" Hessja turned his head from behind the bar and looked at Turing.

"Well. Your drink is good." Turing shook the fruit tea in his hand at the other party, "I will come to visit you next time I pass by. I wish you a prosperous business."

If there is next time.

"Okay, go slowly!"

Hessya's voice came from behind, and Turing stood at the door for a while, as if he was watching the scenery. The blonde man who had followed him into the elevator before was also standing by, staring at the passers-by around him, including Turing.

"This man may be that Mike."

Turing did not stay in place for more time, but walked into an alley, preparing to call on the surrounding demonic weapons and continue to investigate around.

He decided to do it early tonight and get rid of Carkos on the way.

At this moment, a very light-colored bee flew in front of Turing's eyes for a while, and then swayed in the air and disappeared.

"Bees? Are there honeycombs here?"

Turing glanced around strangely, without stopping for a long time, and left quickly.

...

At night, Turing stood on a rooftop overlooking the view below.

After visiting the surrounding areas and distinguishing several main roads, it is easier to observe when searching and looking around.

The rooftop where Turing climbed up can overlook half a block, including where Carcos' vehicles can pass through. There are not many vehicles here, and it can even be said to be extremely rare. If Carcos appears, it will be easy to identify.

After looking at the time, it was almost nine o'clock. Turing picked up the telescope, compared it with the telescope alternately through the naked eye, and observed the vehicles driving below.
To be continued...