As soon as the little guy finished speaking, he rushed to the tombstone, grabbed the wooden plank with both hands, and used brute force to pull the tombstone out of the mound of earth.
She ran excitedly towards Shen Jinmo and handed him the tombstone.
"..." Shen Jingmo stared at the wooden board, looking embarrassed and at a loss for words.
“An’an, this is a tombstone. You can’t just pull it off. It’s disrespectful to the deceased.”
"Oh, then I'll put it back in."
Lu Anyu picked up the wooden board again and put it back in its original position.
Shen Jinmo asked Lin Jing to push the wheelchair forward a little.
"What did you see on the wooden board?" Shen Jinmo asked him patiently.
“Daddy, didn’t I tell you that Mommy and I have a special code? Look, there are knife marks on the underside of this wooden board.”
Lu Anyu pointed his little finger to the bottom of the wooden board.
There are indeed several knife marks under Mizuki's name.
The cut lines were messy and disorderly.
One is at the very top of the plank, and the other is on the right side of the plank.
At first glance, I thought that Lu Zhiwei hadn't carved the words properly, which caused these scratches.
"What do you understand?" Shen Jingmo asked softly, his brows furrowed.
Lu Anyu proudly puffed out his little chest, "Of course! No one else can understand it except Mommy and me."
"Next time you teach Daddy, I want to understand it too." Shen Jinmo stared at his son with pleading eyes.
“Okay, I’ll teach you secretly.” Lu Anyu pointed to the first scratch and began to explain to Shen Jinmo: “This means the number 21.”
"And what about the next dish?" Shen Jinmo continued to ask.
“150.” Lu Anyu knew his father couldn’t hear him, so he deliberately gestured the number with his ten fingers.
These scratches looked completely unrelated to the numbers, but Lu Anyu could tell the numbers at a glance.
Shen Jinmo stared intently, stroking his chin seriously. "What does this number mean?"
"Daddy, could it be the birth year of my little brother Mizuki? He was born in 2021?"
“If 21 represents the year, then how could 150 be the month and day? That doesn’t make sense. Besides, if it were the year, month, and day, there would be no need to write a code. Just write the numbers directly.” Shen Jingmo rejected Lu Anyu’s line of thought.
The father and son stayed at Mizuki's grave for a long time.
Lu Anyu was a little sleepy and yawned while lying on Shen Jinmo's lap.
Shen Jinmo's brain was working at lightning speed, trying to decipher the meaning of the string of numbers.
"Son, go and pull that wooden board off again so I can take a closer look," Shen Jinmo instructed Lu Anyu.
Lu Anyu was instantly wide awake, staring at him with her big, round eyes: "Dad! You just said it was impolite to pull up someone's tombstone, and you wouldn't let me do it then, but now you're making me do it?"
The little guy had an angry look on his face, like a little lion.
Shen Jingmo reached out and patted his head: "It's okay, practice makes perfect, Ruixi will get used to it."
Lu Anyu pouted and came to the tombstone. This time he learned his lesson. He put his hands together, bowed three times to Ruixi, and then began to move.
The wooden board was then placed in Shen Jinmo's hands. He gently stroked the board with his fingers. Apart from the few words and the coded message left behind, there was no other mystery on the board.
With her sharp mind and keen insight, Shen Jinmo suddenly noticed a circle on the upper right corner of a special character.
"An'an, what does this little circle represent?"
“I don’t understand it either. It might represent 0, but why is 0 written in the upper right corner?” Lu Anyu shook his head.
He completely ignored the small circle when he looked at it.
Shen Jinmo instructed Lin Jing to put the tombstone back in place.
He then picked up the tablet, opened the writing panel of the memo app, wrote the number 21 on the tablet with his finger, and then drew a small circle in the upper right corner.
The resulting effect is 21°
The other string of numbers, when written out, is 150°.
This is not temperature either.
What does that represent?
Shen Jinmo glanced at the location of the two numbers on the tombstone.
Up, down, left, right, east, west, south, north.
The top 21° belongs to the north, and 150° belongs to the west.
Shen Jinmo put down the tablet and suddenly realized: "These are latitude and longitude! They represent the latitude and longitude of a specific location. She wants to tell us that the location is 21° North latitude and 150° West longitude."
Lu Anyu's mouth dropped open in shock: "Wow, Mommy is amazing! I knew she wouldn't just scribble on Ruixi's tombstone."
Lin Jing immediately used his mobile phone map to find the exact location represented by the latitude and longitude by accurately querying the coordinates.
"This is an island located outside the border of country M."
Lin Jing quickly found out.
Shen Jingmo glanced at the specific location Lin Jing had found, which was not consistent with Lu Zhiwei's current location and movement direction.
"This might be the approximate location of the Luo family's virus testing base. Quickly inform Governor Pritt and have him coordinate with international police to conduct further investigations in this area. See if you can find any clues," Shen Jingmo instructed Lin Jing.
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
"Is the helicopter I requested ready?" Shen Jinmo put away his tablet and pulled Lu Anyu, who was almost asleep, into his arms.
"We are currently searching for the best landing spot nearby. Mr. Shen, are you really planning to take Young Master An'an to search for Miss Lu's whereabouts?"
“An’an can’t live without his mommy.” Shen Jingmo smiled.
Lu Anyu, who was leaning on his shoulder, suddenly drooped his head. "You always talk about me, Daddy, you can't live without Mommy either, okay?"
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