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#654 - Chapter 25 Kidnapping?

That morning, after breakfast, Vivian gave Liu Yuan a kiss. "Goodbye, darling. I'm going to class, I'll call you when I get off work."

After Liu Yuan cleaned up the dishes, he chatted with Vivian's aunts for a while, and then he went to the Wembley studio to look around. He wanted to rummage through the research materials he had left behind. Some of them looked quite interesting. Vivian's father explained the myths and legends of the world from another perspective, and many of them could be explained if combined with Transformers.

Liu Yuan was already certain that Vivian should be a descendant of Merlin, and her father was also a member of the Witwicky Order. Liu Yuan didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain from picking up a girl. Heaven and earth, he really didn't intend to use Vivian.

It seems that the Transformer that was monitoring them before should be another force independent of the Autobots and Decepticons, and this force has been hiding on Earth. So what is their purpose? That's intriguing.

"Ding ding ding!" The phone rang, and Liu Yuan picked it up and saw it was Frenzy calling. He swiped his finger, and a virtual screen appeared.

Frenzy: "Master, I need to report something to you. Just now, Miss Vivian's car has imprisoned her and is heading north according to our satellite monitoring. Also, we got news from Jazz that the Citroen belongs to the Autobot camp. It's called 'Hot Rod' and used to perform reconnaissance missions with Bumblebee, but then it disappeared."

Liu Yuan closed the notebook in his hand and said, "Notify Ironhide to wait for me downstairs. Monitor Hot Rod closely, I'll meet with this Witwicky Order."

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Rewinding back 20 minutes, the sun shone on the rural road, and Vivian was leisurely driving her old Citroen towards Oxford University, the trees on both sides of the road receding rapidly.

Just then, a sudden sound came from inside the car, "Click!" The car's storage box popped open without warning! With this sudden change, a yellowed letter floated out of the storage box like a ghost. This scene really startled Vivian, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road.

After her mood calmed down a little, a strong curiosity drove Vivian to pick up the letter. The handwriting on the envelope was neat and looked very formal. She carefully opened the envelope, and her eyes widened when she looked at the letter. The letter read: "Dear Miss Vivian Wembley, Earl Folgen XII cordially invites you to the castle for afternoon tea. Please note that this invitation is very urgent, please set off immediately."

After reading the letter, Vivian felt confused. Because she didn't know this so-called Earl Folgen at all! Just as she was full of doubts, a creepy sound suddenly rang out - "Click~Click!" It turned out that the lock ring on the car door had automatically fastened at some point.

Then, even more bizarre things happened. Without her operating it at all, the car started by itself! Panic-stricken, Vivian quickly slammed on the brakes, but it was all in vain, the wheels were still spinning rapidly. She desperately turned the steering wheel, trying to change the direction of the vehicle, but the car was like a wild horse, completely out of her control.

At this moment, Vivian was in extreme panic, she frantically pulled the car door handle, trying to escape from this out-of-control car. However, no matter how hard she tried, the car door seemed to be welded shut, and even the car window glass seemed to be firmly fixed, and could not be rolled down at all.

She was anxiously in the car, constantly patting the car window glass with her hands, shouting for help, but the passers-by seemed to turn a blind eye to her plight. Despair gradually rose in her heart, but she did not give up, turned around and grabbed the polo mallet placed aside, and slammed it hard at the car window glass with all her strength. However, the car window glass did not move at all, and her efforts were in vain.

At this moment, the silent Transformer finally couldn't help but open his mouth: "Hey, miss, please don't do this anymore, I really don't have any malice towards you."

Hearing this voice, Vivian stopped her movements abruptly. Although her heart was full of fear and doubt, she still mustered her courage and asked, "You...you can actually talk? You are a Transformer! So which side do you belong to? Autobots or Decepticons? The guy who kidnapped me should at least have a name!"

She had seen a lot of news reports about Transformers over the years, and she knew something about their faction divisions. So at this moment, facing this mysterious Transformer, she hoped to find out the other party's identity and purpose as soon as possible.

The Transformer paused for a moment and replied: "My name is Hot Rod, and I used to belong to the Autobot camp. Actually, you don't have to be so panicked. Because I have known you since you were just a little girl."

Vivian widened her eyes and asked in disbelief: "Since you have known me for a long time, why did you kidnap me?"

Hot Rod sighed helplessly and said, "The reason for this is more complicated to explain, and everything will be clear after we arrive at the destination. But please rest assured, I will never hurt you."

"Buzz~" Accompanied by a low and heart-pounding engine roar, a cool Lamborghini sped past it like lightning. The speed was so fast that it seemed to tear the air apart, making people couldn't help but look sideways.

"Wow wow wow! I love this car so much!" Hot Rod exclaimed excitedly, its electronic eyes quickly scanned it in all directions.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to Vivian. Sparks suddenly appeared on the car body, these sparks were like twinkling stars in the night sky, or like fireworks blooming during festivals. Then, the car body began to undergo amazing changes, and the original car body became the same model as the Lamborghini just now.

Vivian was stunned by the scene in front of her, and the steering wheel she was holding tightly in her hand also quietly changed at some point. The interior decoration actually became the same style as the Lamborghini. She incredulously stroked this brand-new steering wheel, feeling the delicate leather texture and exquisite button layout on it. To be honest, she actually liked Lamborghinis in her heart.