Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1521

Chapter 1521

Could it be mom and dad, or someone else, who found his trail?

Anderson stands up.

Put down the joystick game console, walked into the kitchen, looked at Mag who was busy, and said, "Mag, I want to eat mango."

Mag returned, "Okay, now cut it for you."

The supplies delivered today included mangoes, and Mag took one out, cut it into pieces, and put it on a fruit plate.

Then Anderson himself took two steel fruit forks, he carried the fruit tray and picked up the joystick game console.

"Mag, Uncle Ford, I'm going to go play in my room."

"Okay, I'll call you at dinner oh." Mag coaxed.

Anderson happily took his things to his room and closed the door.

Mag breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh my, the little one is finally willing to go to his room. He was killing me in the living room, so I couldn't do anything."

Ford, "In the end, it's a child, and it's good to have a game console to coax."

"Not really." Mag waved his hand, "I told you, he is a child. Aigoo, when he what tigers and beasts to prevent, so many adults look at a child."

"Cut the crap."

advised, "We'll do whatever the top tells us to do."

Mag sighed, "It's so easy to clear the air, so I'll give you extra food tonight."

After Anderson returned to the room, he hurriedly put down the fruit plate.

Take out the fruit fork, the steel fork can replace the one-piece screwdriver. He turned the handle game console upside down.

Unscrew the screws one by one.

He is a child in the end, his hands are not yet developed, and it is a struggle to do such delicate work.

In a short time, he has been dismantled in a sweat.

It was hard to get the screws off.

He opened the back cover of the joystick game console.

Tengdi, his eyes lit up.

Sure enough, someone had slipped something in there.

He stretched out his delicate fingers and took out what was stuffed inside.

He recognized that one of them was a microphone.

The other one, he wasted some effort to take out. It seems to be a super mini computer.

Oh my God, someone sent him the equipment.

Anderson was instantly excited.

Whoever it was, it must have been someone who wanted to save him. Although the ultra-microcomputer was difficult to use and needed to be operated with a needle, he could try. First he needed to replace the needle.

The biggest problem, though, is that there is no signal here.

Because according to his observation, all these black-clad guards are using satellite phones to communicate with the outside world.

But, it is not completely without loopholes.

Because, every few days, the entire security system needs to be updated. At this time, he speculated, the signal is often restored. The specific time and how to operate, he still need to observe some more. Just thinking.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

It's Mag.

She called out from the door, "Want some dessert? Made rice cakes."

Anderson was astonished.

What to do? He just took apart the joystick game console, if they replace out. He had no way to explain.

He hurriedly hid the microcomputer and microphone under the bed.

Then screw the screws back in quickly.

Unfortunately, his hands are too small to operate flexibly. He also does not have professional tools, only using a fruit fork instead of a screwdriver.

And, it wouldn't fit back in for a short time. It took him a long time to take it apart.

The more you rush, the more chaotic it gets.

Coldly, the fruit fork fell on the floor.

Mag continued to knock on the door, "I'm coming in!"

Anderson looked left and right, he didn't want to lose everything, how could he not be found?