The source of the memory?!
"You mean we first met?!"
"To be precise, it was when Luo Xiaoqian first met you," Dr. Yin explained.
On the computer, a soft beep sounded as the copying work was completed.
Leng Zimo unplugged the USB drive, stuffed it into his pocket, and shut down the computer again.
"Let’s go, we should meet Xiao Qian first."
Turning off the lights, locking the door... the two quickly left the basement, and Leng Zimo went straight to the control room to turn off the power switch.
The island was instantly plunged into darkness. With the power outage, all radar and monitoring equipment would stop functioning. This way, Ah Jiu and their helicopter could smoothly enter the island, without triggering the alarm system, and Luo Ke wouldn’t be alerted to any situation here.
Even if he noticed the power outage, he might at most make a phone call to inquire, at which time Leng Zimo could simply brush him off with a few words. Even if that didn’t work, it would take several hours to arrive from Rome, which would be enough time for Luo Xiaoqian and them to get away.
On the way back to the villa, Leng Zimo first checked on the two maids, confirming they were still sound asleep. Leng Zimo handed Dr. Yin a gun, instructing him to stay below, while he quickly headed upstairs to the third floor, to the door outside Luo Xiaoqian’s room.
The door was ajar.
Leng Zimo reached out to the doorknob, but before he touched it, the door was already opened from the inside.
The room was dimly lit, with only a faint moonlight. Nonetheless, Leng Zimo immediately recognized the figure.
Extending his arms, he immediately pulled her into his embrace. Luo Xiaoqian spoke no words, only extending her arms tightly around his waist.
At this moment, all language was unnecessary.
"Let’s go." Leng Zimo gently stroked her long hair, "We... are going home!"



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