You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1541

He looked at Fair, "Why did you come back? Aren't you in cahoots withthem? I escaped with great difficulty. What, do you want to report mywhereabouts again?"

Fair's eyes instantly turned red, and crystalline tears flowed down.She cried, "I know you don't believe me. I really just care about you. Ithought you were still in the warehouse. I wanted to come back andsave you."

"Come on, what can you do? Can you save me?" Anderson snorteddisdainfully.

"You said you made an excuse to go to the bathroom halfway and ranaway? Do you think I'll believe that? Didn't they look for you? How didyou get back to the warehouse? Just by remembering the landmarksalong the way, did you walk back on your own? Can you replace a morecredible excuse?"

“I told the truth.” Fair wiped away her tears. “I found a pickup truckcarrying a load of lumber. I climbed onto the truck and hid. They didn'treplace me. I rode with the truck along the way and got off near thewarehouse. I walked the rest of the way, it took me a day."

Anderson looked at her half believing and half doubting.

Indeed, Fair looked a bit disheveled, her delicate little face dirty. Herclothes and pants were torn in several places, especially her pants,with traces of blood.

Anderson asked, "What's wrong with your leg?"

Fair rolled up her pant leg, "Scratched by bushes, it's okay, thebleeding has stopped.”

Anderson was a little more convinced, “Wash your face and hands,really dirty."

"Oh." Fair obediently walked over to the sink and faucet in the boilerroom.

In the past few days, alone here, she had no time to wash up. Now thatAnderson was finally here, she rested assured, washed her face andhands, and washed her hair while she was at it.

Tidied up cleanly, Fair sat down on the straw.

She saw Anderson holding a very small machine and operating it with aneedle.

Curiously she asked, "What's that?"

"Mini computer.” Anderson explained, "Unfortunately there's no signal. Isearched just now, the signal here is also blocked. There's no internalnetwork to operate, I can't do anything."

Anderson couldn't help but regret the loss of his mini phone.Otherwise, as long as they got to an area with a signal, they would besaved.

"Do you have a phone?" Anderson asked.

Fair shook her head.

"What's your plan? What should we do next?"

Anderson glanced at Fair and complained, "What can I do? You didn'teven think about what you could do. What's the use of coming back tothe warehouse? Apart from adding chaos, what else can you do?"Fair lowered her head and said nothing, hugging her knees.

“Now we can do nothing but wait here." Anderson was a littlediscouraged.

The only comfort was that at least there was someone to talk to.Although he was angry in his heart, he really wanted to believe heragain.

"By the way, you're sensitive to numbers. Look at the numbers on this,what do they mean?" Anderson suddenly remembered something. Hetook off the silver cross pendant from around his neck and handed it toFair.

"Is there a mechanism? Will it reveal the answer by triggering thesenumbers? Analyze it."

"Oh, okay."

Fair took the pendant from Anderson's hand, weighed it in her hand,and began to ponder both sides which had numbers.