"rainbow pony."
...
Serie also fell silent.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have complained about those six middle schoolers just now.
Her damn code name was on an elementary school level.
This was completely out of place!
No wonder those people would backstab her!
"From your favorite cartoon show back then." Lyley slowly added another jab.
"I know, I get it…" Serie forced herself to suppress her embarrassment, her face feeling a little hot, and quickly changed the subject: "So, do you know where they are?"
"If we knew," Billy's parents said with bitter expressions, "would we have been so worried for so long?"
But then, Lyley suddenly spoke: "I know."
At these words, Serie's gaze shot over in surprise.
This "delivery girl" had some wild connections, didn't she?
Serie and Billy's parents followed Lyley upstairs and into a small bedroom.
There weren't many things in the room: a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk by the window largely occupied by a computer that looked quite powerful and several monitors, with some electronic components and connecting wires scattered nearby.
This was… Lyley's room?
Wait, why was she living in our house?
Serie was completely bewildered; this sharp-tongued girl really wasn't a delivery person!
Could it be… her sister?
Lyley walked to the desk in a few steps, her hand already raised to touch the keyboard, but her gaze swept across a photo frame standing on the corner of the desk.
The photo was a bit old; it showed a noticeably younger Lyley and Billy, wearing ill-fitting middle school graduation gowns, foolishly squeezed together.
The photo was frozen at the moment Billy, in a carefree manner, hugged Lyley and "smooched" her on the cheek, with Lyley at that time looking so embarrassed she wished she could burrow into a crack in the ground, red like a cooked shrimp.
She was completely different from the cold, sharp-tongued Lyley of now.
Feeling Serie's confused gaze, Lyley's movements visibly stiffened. She didn't turn around, but with an unidentifiable mix of annoyance or something else, she lifted her hand and, with a crisp "thwack," decisively placed the photo frame face down on the desk.
She pulled out the chair and sat down, her fingers tapping on the keyboard a few times, her movements dazzlingly fast.
The main screen lit up in response, and a high-precision satellite map interface instantly spread out.
The map quickly zoomed and moved, finally focusing on a desolate, dilapidated industrial area in the western suburbs of Melbourne.
However, whether using thermal imaging or motion capture, the entire area was eerily silent, not even the shadow of a wild cat could be detected.
"Tsk," Lyley frowned, tapping her fingers on the desktop, "We drew a blank. These rats took the money and bolted quickly."
"Then… can we still find them?" Serie's heart tightened.
"Yes." Lyley answered crisply, her eyes still fixed on the intricate urban network on the screen, "It'll just take some time to dig."
"Then can you help me?" Serie leaned forward a step, her tone genuinely anxious.
Lyley finally turned her face from the screen, a cool arc curving her lips: "Hmm… sure."
But before Serie could be happy, Lyley's tone shifted, "However—you have to beg me."
"Huh?" Serie was stunned.
Billy's parents nearby exchanged a look, immediately understood, and quietly exited the room, gently closing the door behind them.
"Okay… I beg you." Serie could feel her body strongly resisting, but she still put on that pitiful expression, seemingly drawing experience from her "feigned pity" ability: "Please, I beg you, help me, okay?"
"Lyley, please, please… as long as I can find them, I'll do anything you want!"
Lyley leaned back in her chair, enjoying Serie's earnest, pitiful act, a pleased arc on her lips.
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