Chapter 641

Italy, on the outskirts of Naples, a black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove into a small town near the hills along the curved and flat road.

Looking at the old and shabby street scene on both sides of the road, Horns, who was holding the steering wheel, couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Did we go wrong?"

"Impossible..." Repeatedly confirming the information in his hand, the assistant sitting in the co-pilot seat said in an affirmative tone, "Whether it's the shipping information or the registration information of the Italian Ministry of Commerce, it all points here."

Horns didn't speak, but the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

To be honest, this place really doesn't look like a place suitable for industrial development. Even if the factory is not built near the railway or port area, at least it must be built in a relatively labor-intensive area, right? No matter how stupid the business owner is, it is impossible to open the factory in such a poor place.

The road is getting narrower and narrower.

Cars can't go any further.

After the two got out of the car, they walked along the country road for about fifty or sixty meters, and came to an old neighborhood next to the community market. Most of the people who live here are farmers who work in nearby orchards, or retired old people. Except for a few children frolicking and playing in the alleys, there is no trace of youthfulness.

Walking to a hut made of bluestone bricks, Horns took his assistant to the gate of the courtyard and stopped, looked around a few times, his brows twitched violently.

"...Is this a factory?"

His assistant also had a bewildered expression on his face, and he took out the document again a little bit at a loss.

Perhaps because he noticed the two strange outsiders standing at the door, the door of the wooden house opened with a creak, and an old Italian man wearing a knitted hat came out with a vigilant expression.

"who are you?"

"Horns, this is my colleague. Sorry to bother you, we are just looking for a company called AI Industry, and the address we learned is here," Horns made a friendly smile , to make his face look kinder.

"AI industry?" Didn't agree with this, the Italian old man frowned, stared at Horns suspiciously and continued, "I have lived here for so many years, and I have never heard of any AI industry. There are no factories nearby."

The moment he heard these words, Horns and his assistant glanced at each other, and they all saw a dignified look on each other's faces.

At this point, the beginning and end of the matter are already clear at a glance.

The other party forged their identity, not only fooling the Italian government, but also Siemens, and even fooling the German Customs and the EU Import and Export Management Committee!

Thinking of the ongoing negotiations on the controllable fusion technology exchange between the European Union and China, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The other equipment on the list is fine, but if these two missing machine tools end up in Huaguo's port, they will undoubtedly lose an important bargaining chip in their negotiations.

In any case, those two devices must not fall into the hands of Huaguo people!

Glancing behind the old man, Horns tried to make the last remedy, took a deep breath and continued to ask.

"Then, is there anyone named Sachi Farbilee around here?"

The batch of equipment has just arrived in Italy, theoretically, even if they want to smuggle out of Europe from the port, it will take a certain amount of time.

The only clue in his hands now, apart from the fact that the other party has a well-skilled hacker team, is the name.

As long as you can find that Sage Farbilai, you will be able to find the key to solving this problem!

After hearing this name, the Italian old man frowned, then shook his head.

"I haven't heard of it, at least there is no one with that name on this street."

The silence lasted about half a minute.

Horns took a deep breath, and just as he was about to say thank you to the old man, and then take his assistant back to the car, the old woman who was standing in the yard next to them and eavesdropping on their conversation suddenly interrupted.

"You two, do you know Farbilé?"

The moment he heard these words, Horns was taken aback for a moment, then felt ecstasy in his heart, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Of course, I'm his friend, may I ask—"

"Are you his friend? That's fine, just wait."

Saying that, under Horns' unexpected sight, the old woman turned and walked into the house.

After waiting for a long time, he saw the old woman walking out with a package the size of a palm, and she was talking about it while walking.

"A package from overseas arrived at me the other day, and the recipient's name was Sach Farbile. But I don't know this person at all, and there is no such name on the nearby street. I wondered if the postman delivered the package by mistake, but I double-checked that the address was correct... Since you are his friend, please bring this item to him for me."

"Thank you...I will pass it on to him."

Trying to restrain the excitement in his heart, Horns took the package from the old woman's hand, and immediately returned to the side of the car with his assistant.

Just when he was about to unpack the package, his fingers suddenly stopped.

Seeing the officer stop what he was doing, the assistant standing beside him asked inexplicably.

"Sir?"

Coughing lightly, Horns looked at his assistant.

"I need you to do something right now."

The assistant hesitated and asked, "What is it?"

Handing the package to his hand, Horns said seriously.

"Open it."

Thinking of something for a moment, the assistant's expression changed slightly.

Although he refused in his heart, but under the pressure of his boss, he took the package bravely, walked to the open space by the road and opened it carefully.

Fortunately, the accident did not happen.

There were no weapons such as bombs in the package, nor anything that threatened personal safety.

Looking at the envelope lying in the empty package, the assistant heaved a sigh of relief and took it out of the package.

"There is a letter here, sir."

As he spoke, he opened the envelope and pulled out a note from inside.

However, the moment he saw the content on the note, his whole body froze there as if he had been glared at by Medusa.

Noticing the note and the expression on his assistant's face, Horns thought he had found some important clues, hurried forward, and snatched the note from the assistant's hand.

"What's written on it—"

He was just halfway through his words, and he froze there as if he had lost his mind.

I saw a series of symbols of unknown meaning crookedly drawn on that piece of paper.

【(^^*)】

Horns: "...???"