You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Anderson thought for a moment.

He decided to stay here and wait. At five thirty, the delivery vehicle would arrive.

He wanted to leave here by hiding in the truck during the delivery gap. Although the delivery men were also theirs, without transportation, he couldn't leave his current location.

Weeds grew outside the villa door, and there were some abandoned brick walls.

Vaguely, he could see other houses not far away, but none were lit. Anderson guessed that this might be an abandoned or unfinished resort. He hid behind a concealed brick wall. Fortunately, he was rather small, which was conducive to hiding.

He waited quietly. To prevent himself from falling asleep, he turned on his mini computer and compiled another program, utilizing the current time. Because he found that connecting to the internal network, some smart home devices on the internal network could be controlled, such as wine cabinets, intelligent curtains on the third floor, intelligent sensor lights. He could destroy their control programs.

Although he didn't know if he could use them, it was better to be safe than sorry.

In the early winter morning, it was extremely cold.

He didn't wear much indoors, but it was completely different in the wilderness. At the moment, his little hands were stiff with cold and not flexible enough to operate the needle.

was trembling with cold, his teeth chattering

was that he was

passed by, second

the horizon. The sun had not risen yet, and

was filled with the

dim light, Anderson saw the surrounding terrain clearly. As he had imagined, this was an unfinished resort under construction halfway, with dozens of houses sporadically and some simple infrastructure. The gray dew covered the weeds, and from time to time the early larks called out, adding the only sound to the silent

blocked by the secondary mountain range of Phoenix Mountain to the west

exactly five o'clock, he saw two black guards change shifts and guard

for a while and then entered the house. Anderson speculated that the shift change was over. No one had found that he was not

when he left the room,

waited for a

the time displayed on the mini-computer.

wheels rolling over gravel. The truck seemed

hurriedly changed hiding

avoid being seen by the black