Suburbs of Beijing...Baihe Street.

Baihe Street is several streets away from Qingshui Street, and Chuyuan wanders all the way from Qingshui Street to here. He has been walking several streets one after another, and there are a wide range of shops selling everything. But Chuyuan has gone along the way, and no shop is worth his pause.

His heart was not wandering around, but waiting. There was one thing he never understood, so he was waiting, and he came to him by himself.

During the day, he came out of Dragon Soul and chased the car with Baibian. There was no time for someone to track down his whereabouts. Except at noon, he stayed in Yaqing Coffee House with Wen Wei for a while, but he had never shown up during this period. When he came out of the Coffee House, he was already attacked. Chu Yuan didn't understand how Zhang Shanglou knew his whereabouts? Unless the person who provided him had a clue, it was very powerful in the capital area, even if he had the power, it was not easy to find him accurately. He had to find this potential force first and get rid of it first, otherwise he would have to be careful when he was in the capital in the future. Therefore, he deliberately got rid of Baibian and others and came here alone to wander around in order to wait for the other party to find him.

When I passed by the entrance of a piano shop on Baihe Street, I suddenly heard the sound of guitars in my ears. Someone was playing the guitars in the piano shop. A sad and desolate tune. For some reason, when Chu Yuan heard the sound of this guitar, he felt a throbbing in his heart for no reason...

Heartstrings. It is like being gently tweaked by an invisible hand. The invisible strings spread in the deepest part of the heart, creating layers of ripples. It is like that hand peeling all emotions from the deepest part of the heart and then tangling them together. It is impossible to tell the taste of it.

The sound of the guitar gave Chu Yuan a strong touch. Fragments of memory flew into him, and a picture emerged in his mind.

A girl about eighteen or nine years old, wearing a simple piece with a white jeans on the lower body, leaning against the wall on the side of the road, lowering her head and playing the old-looking guitar in her hand. She placed a hat in front of her heels, with a few coins scattered inside the hat. The song that the girl sang was exactly the song he heard at this moment. The only difference was that there was only playing and not singing in the piano store.

Everything was so clear, just like this girl was playing and singing the guitar in front of him, but her face was always blurry and she couldn't see clearly.

Chu Yuan tilted his head in a daze. He had never seen this person in his impression. Why did such a picture suddenly pop out of his mind when he heard the sound of the guitar? Is it related to 11 again? Who is that woman?

The guitar sound stopped for only a while, and at the same time he pulled Chu Yuan's mind back. He turned his head and looked into the piano shop. The piano shop was not very big, only 50 or 60 square meters. Facing the door was a fully glass door. Through the glass, you could see several pianos inside. The walls on three sides were full of guitars and basses, and there were erhus, small marriage proposals, etc. in the corner. There were also various flutes and flutes in the two cabinets. These things filled the small space, which looked a bit crowded.

There was only a middle-aged man sitting in the piano store. The man was still debugging a handful of guitar in his hand. The sound he played just now was what he played.

Chu Yuan stayed at the door for a while before walking in. The boss looked up and saw that there was a business coming. He quickly put down the guitar in his hand and stood up and smiled, "What do you need?"

Chu Yuan did not respond to him. Instead, he looked up at the handfuls of guitars hanging on the wall.

The boss walked to him and asked with a smile: "Do you want to buy a guitar?"

"Yeah." Chu Yuan replied: "Look."

The boss introduced: "What kind of guitar do you want to buy? Although our piano store is not large in scale, it has a very complete variety. Classical guitars, acoustic guitars, pulley guitars, electric guitars, bass guitars..."

Chu Yuan said: "Original soundtrack."

The boss took off a handful of acoustic guitar from the wall and said, "This is a trim acoustic guitar, you can take a look."

Chu Yuan took it over and played the strings casually, and asked, "How many?"

"Three hundred and fifty yuan."

Chu Yuan pointed to another guitar on the wall and asked, "Where is that?"

The boss smiled and said, "You really know the goods." As he said that, he took off the guitar again and introduced, "This is a single-board acoustic guitar. It is of medium grade among the acoustic guitars."

Chu Yuan fiddled at random and asked the boss, "Is there anything better?"

The boss smiled bitterly and said, "The best is the single-board wooden guitar. It is the highest-grade one among the wooden guitars. It is usually used when playing on stage. It is incomparable to the sound quality, tone and volume of the triple board and the veneer guitar. Its panel is made of white pine. This guitar usually takes more than ten years or even hundreds of years of natural air drying, and then selects high-quality wood from the numerous wood to make the panel. The back side panel is usually made of rose wood or mahogany. This guitar is simply the best among the wooden guitars."

Chu Yuan looked around and asked, "Do you have one here?"

The boss laughed and said, "This kind of top-quality guitar produces very little, and it needs to be ordered. And it may not be available."

Chu Yuan looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Can you order a handful for me?"

The boss said in a daze: "Do you need a single-board guitar? That kind of guitar is very expensive and most people can't afford it..."

Chu Yuan pulled out his bank card and said, "Money is not a problem. I only need the best guitar."

The boss immediately smiled and said, "No problem, I have a way. I can guarantee that I can order the best single-board guitar." No wonder the boss smiled so happily. People who come here to buy guitars usually require a triple guitar, and few people have to ask for a single-board guitar. Not to mention a single-board guitar. From the time he opened the store, he is still the first person to buy the highest-grade guitars as soon as he opened his mouth. The higher the quality of the things, the more valuable it is, and the more he earns, the difference between them is not something that can be made up for by selling a few low-grade guitars.

While Chu Yuan and his boss were discussing the details of the guitar and paying the deposit, there was a dark house on the other end of the capital.

It is said that the room is pitch black, but it is not black. However, the curtains are tightly and tightly hidden, and the lights are never turned on in this house, so from the outside, the house is always dark. If it weren't for knowing that there were people living in this house, the neighbors would think that this would be an empty house. But even if there were people living, the neighbors had never seen anyone in this room.

Because the owner of this house has never been transferred.

At this moment, the room was filled with smoke. Once you opened the door, you would see a vast white mist lingering inside. The only light in the room was the light emitted from the computer monitor, and there was no light source other than that.

A figure sat in front of the computer, staring at the monitor with his eyes tightly. His hands were typing on the keyboard quickly and orderly. His face was very white, bloodless and his hair was very long. It covered his entire face. He was still holding a cigarette in the corner of his mouth. The ash was already very long, and Mars was about to rise to the cigarette butt, but he didn't see him shake off the ash. Maybe he didn't have time, or maybe he forgot to hold a cigarette in his mouth. He just stared at the display screen with all his attention and didn't care about the rest of the matter beside him.

Suddenly, a thick male voice came from the earpiece he wore in his ears. This voice was spoken in Long Guo dialect, but it was very awkward. Anyone could tell at first that he was a beginner: "How is the crazy...?"

He quickly tapped the keyboard and replied: "Don't make noise. It's a little troublesome."

"You... die, I... are anxious..."

"Puchi!" A female laughter came from the headset. She said, "Idiot monkey, you are so anxious, not so anxious."

"Ruoci...you...your mouth...I'll close...oh, fuck!"

Ruoci snorted and said, "You have to learn Longguo dialect. The people you learn are like, and they are weird."

The monkey couldn't think of what to say the following words for a moment. He was so anxious that he shouted "Fuck. Fuck" there.

Qianqi sighed and shook his head and continued to typing on the keyboard.

Another female voice came from the headset: "Monkey, stop quarreling."

The monkey stammered in Longguo dialect: "Emperor... Queen... you..."

"Shut up. I've told you how many times. Don't call me the queen, call me Han Yuerong."

"Han...oh. Fuck." The monkey said in fluent Eagle Kingdom dialect again: "That ghost name is too hard to call."

The queen scolded angrily: "You can try again."

The monkey surrendered and said, "Okay, I surrender. If I don't argue with you, it's important to do serious things. Frenzy, have you found the boss?"

Qian Qian said casually while quickly playing the keyboard: "Someone is competing with us for control of the road monitor."

"Yes." Ruoci continued: "The other party is still a master, and there are quite a few people."

The queen said: "Why are so many Internet experts suddenly appearing?"

The monkey said in a slightly sarcastic tone: "Masters are not worth much these days."

Ruoci snorted again, paused for a while and said again: "Is he really alive? The explosion craze has been recorded and we have seen it. It is impossible for anyone to survive such an explosion."

The monkey said dissatisfiedly: "Except for the boss."

"But……"

"It must be alive." The monkey said, "Qingyu said that she saw the boss with her own eyes, and someone was chasing him at that time... Oh. Fuck, frenzy, would those people who were fighting for you just want to kill the boss? They were looking for him too?"

"I don't know." said Qianqiong: "Ruoci, you are ready to invade the other party's IP at any time."

"I've been ready for a long time. I'll wait for you."

The frenzy quickly pulled several homemade virus packets and threw them in. He thrust the Enter key heavily and said in a deep voice: "Invade."

Ruoci had no response anymore, and for a moment, only the keyboard was ringing constantly.

A war without gunpowder began to permeate the Internet.

There is no way to find Chu Yuan with a road monitor. After learning from Qingyu that Chu Yuan is still alive, Kuangchao and Ruoci and others tried all the methods, but they could not find any clues about Chu Yuan. The last time was a hacker who suddenly had a whim and thought of using a monitor installed on the road to find someone. Although this was an extremely huge task, it was just a little difficult for this group of people whose network technology reached its peak. But just when Kuangchao and they were about to invade the road monitoring computer, they found that there was a group of people who had occupied the monitor one step ahead of them. This led to such a battle.

In a villa far away from the craze, Han Yuerong turned off the headset's sound transmission system and looked at the night outside the window with some concern.

The monkey sitting on the sofa also turned off the sound system and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Han Yueyong looked back at him and asked, "Can they find him?"

"It's certainly OK." The monkey said affirmatively: "We have experts ranked third and seventeen on the Internet blacklist. With the two of them joining forces, plus those Internet masters, there shouldn't be anyone in the Dragon Kingdom to stop them."

"What if it's not the Dragon Kingdom?" Han Yuerong reminded: "Don't forget, on the Internet blacklist, Crazy is only ranked third. There are two people in front of him. Even if the first two are not the first two, there are a few teams behind him that Crazy can handle it."

The monkey smiled bitterly and said, "You don't seem to want us to find the boss."

"Bah." Han Yuerong glared at him fiercely and cursed angrily: "Who do you think of me? Tell you, I hope to find him more than any of you. But if you look for him, you still have to be careful when doing things. You know our identity, and once it is exposed, none of them will end up well."

"Yes." The monkey raised his legs and said, "Now Leng Ye is gone, Crazy, Ruoci, those hackers and us have all left the government. If they find out, they will not let us go."

Han Yuerong gave him a blank look and said, "I'm pretty self-aware."

The monkey grinned and then sighed again.

Han Yuerong asked, "Why are you sighing?"

The monkey shook his head and said, "It's just a pity. The boss, I, and Leng Ye. In addition, the frenzy, we have never done anything big. As long as the four of us join forces, everything can be settled. I really miss the past."

Han Yuerong snorted lightly and said, "What a pity? Leng Ye and us are not on the same journey, we will go all the way. Do you want to have a spy beside you to feel at ease?"

The monkey shook his head and said, "I know him. Although he does things for the government, he will never betray us. He is also our partner."

"Ph, beware that your partner will kill you."

The monkey smiled and said, "You are also our partner."

Han Yuerong said angrily: "I am willing to join because Chu Yuan saved my life. Otherwise, I really don't like you guys."

"Hey, you're just saying that..."

At this moment, Ruoci's voice suddenly came from the headset: "Invasion was successful."

The crazy response said: "Ruoci. You should defend with us. Prevent them from counterattacking and respond indirectly in the middle. Three people continued to track down their IP addresses, and the remaining people tried their best to seize control of the road monitor. Looking for Chu Yuan."

"good."

Monkey and Han Yuerong looked at each other and stopped talking. Now is the official beginning. Although they are both masters, they can't get involved in the war without gunpowder. The only thing they can do is wait.

Tonight's night is very quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel cold.

In the dark room, the craze snatched the cigarette butt in his hand, leaned on the back of the chair and sighed, muttering to himself: "Chu Yuan, where are you?"
Chapter completed!