The Idol Group and the Crown

One way to play an escape game with high risks and high returns is to enter a random mode of action.

If the fugitives themselves do not know where they are going tomorrow, then the trackers who try to simulate the psychology of action will be even more helpless.

Specifically, there are many kinds of completely random actions-in the European and American version of similar programs, players go to the road to catch a ride, or simply drop the dice to decide where to go next.

Huo Jian made a more risky decision when he woke up the next day by blowing a wind on the lake.

——Reported a one-day trip tour of Lindu to the Crown plus three photographers.

When this idea was put forward, all the staff were still in a state of makeup.

Bo Ju continued to cover his hair volume with his hair hood. Today, he changed his hair, which was still neat, but the top of his head was actually dumbfounded.

"One-day tour group?"

Of the five, only Xie Lianyun showed a apt expression of ‘you’re so daring’. The other two big and small masters born with diamond spoons and two foreigners didn’t know what they were facing.

"Maybe... it's a little pitting." Huo Jian tried to give them a preventive shot. "Although I don't stay, I guess I have to be slipped around."

"Just be safe," Long Ji is optimistic: "Are you sure that the wanted criminal can still report to the tour group?"

"This is no problem," Xie Lianyun said lazily: "People only look at whether your money is in place, whether it is black or white, they have to go to the slaughter."

"Slain?" Mei Shengyao curiously said: "What do you mean?"

"It's just-thinking of ways to lie to you to pay."

Of course they have to choose unqualified blackheart travel agencies.

All the serious tourist groups take tourists to the serious attractions. After a day, they will see the full-size attractions, and every penny is real.

But Huo Jian and Xie Lianyun both knew that this kind of black travel agency had its own set of fake and inferior scenic spots. What the Silk Museum and Porcelain Exhibition Hall put people in the past without paying money, the police had not necessarily taken care of it.

——Normal people usually walk around when they encounter such a ghost.

Driving from the wetland park, Huo Jian directly booked a cheap one-day tour package online.

"All inclusive air-conditioned coaches for six scenic spots only cost 40 yuan for a luxurious lunch?" Mei Shengyao surprised: "It's so affordable, forty yuan is not enough to buy water?"

Xie Lianyun silently touched his head: "Cub, you have to understand the price of the present..."

The meeting point is near the vestibular garden of Zuomingting. The guide is an aunt with a long horn, and after finishing the head, he drove the foreign tourists in: "Get in the car and get on the car! The first stop let's go to the Fu Family Courtyard, Take a look at the old mansion of the old local tyrants who entered six and six out!"

A large barrage was filled with close to eighty people, and the car was already connected before the car was on the road, allowing the tour guide's mechanized broadcast to cover the whole car.

Several other people were looking at the unique scenery of the city. Huo Jian continued to rejuvenate by the window, occasionally frowning at the noise.

Waiting for the bus to stop in front of the parallel import spot, the tour guide slammed the head of the injustice and slaughtered: "Look at it, the palace secret beauty tea in the old house, and the silk red mud cup, all are Lindu features. Good things, if you don’t buy it, you will lose!”

Outsiders got out of the lap and started strolling around the garden. Two people were left in the car.

"Hey little comrade, why haven't you--"

Xie Lianyun closed the palm of her hand in her sleeve, motioned to her to whisper, don't make Huo Jian sleep.

"He is uncomfortable and will not go on."

"However," the tour guide thought that if two people were missing, they would make two less, and they all wanted to rush them down to squeeze some oil and water: "This is all here..."

Xie Lianyun flipped her palms and ordered five bills in advance. Her action was expertly tucked into the tour guide's wallet: "It's hard work, you're tired."

"Okay, okay, then you sleep."

When the tour guide got off the bus, he also counted the paper money twice, for fear that he might be pitted.

What's going on with young people now... spending money to sleep in this car?

Huo Jian thought too much a few days ago and unconsciously slept all morning.

When he opened his eyes again, he realized that he was leaning on Xie Liyun's shoulder, who was playing a handheld game against Mei Sheng.

The bus drove forward and back, and they were about to take them to the so-called "super luxury restaurant" for lunch.

"Woke up?"

"...Hmm." Huo Jian fans got up from his shoulders and yawned with his hands hidden. "What time is it?"

"Eleven forty-six," Mei Shengyao wore a small yellow hat with a shade issued by a tour guide at this time, waving his tail: "I will go to the Baihua Fairy Temple, the Crystal Museum and the Polar World in the afternoon. Come?"

Huo Jian is vaguely skeptical of the fare of forty yuan: "Go, I'll go shopping with you."

At noon, the meal was not bad. It was nice to call the cafeteria. The unpleasant thing was the large pot dish with running water. The rice was all raw.

Huo Jian is worried about the hygiene of this restaurant. Recently, K Kee packed a few burgers. Six people squatting under the willow tree made a good meal.

Ji Ji is also very happy to play: "It's a pity that you didn't go to the edge, that house looks good!"

Xie Lianyun stretched his hands sympathetically and rubbed his head: "You are sold and help count money..."

In a blink of an eye, I went to the Baihua Fairy Temple, and the tourist team was taken to take a tour of the horse and watch the flowers, leaving half an hour of free time on the spot, coaxing and lifting the camera.

Said it is the Baihua Fairy Temple. If it is white, it is the old city God Temple. It has been modified by a few clay figures in the style of children’s paintings. The nearby flower garden pool has been renovated a little. It's really like that.

What's funny is that there is also a kiosk in the temple. The parasols are wide open, printed with the A dragon and phoenix dance team emblem and six posters.

The six young and handsome youths held ice cream cones in their hands, and they were particularly energetic with a smile.

The photographer carefully gave the parasol and the guide under the umbrella a five-second close-up.

The tour guide didn't realize that something was wrong at all, and was still concentrating on counting money and checking money.

Huo Jian simply walked around with the newspaper blocking the sun for a few circles, and went to buy cold drinks with Long Ji.

The proprietress did not recognize them either, and greeted them with a smile while taking a rest on the small bench.

"The sun is too big today, be careful in the sun!"

While paying, a boy from the same group not far away took his mother over, with the same yellow sunhat on both ends.

"Mom, look at that umbrella!"

Huo Jian and Long Ji's heart instantly raised their throats.

"...What's so beautiful about the umbrella."

"Hey, look at that man, the one in black clothes with silver chains, his name is Noah, and it's hot on the Internet!" The boy was lying next to the freezer, picking and picking popsicles. He didn't know that the photographer was shooting him: "All of us in the class called him mule duck, but he was a mother. He was expelled from the boy many times--"

The woman glanced sideways: "Don't wear it seriously, don't look down on this kind of shemale, don't bring our home good treasure to break."

Huo Jian's brain was hyperemic for a moment, and he was held back by Long Ji while standing up.

"Don't be anxious and use forbearance." Long Ji said in a deep voice: "Don't move, hold on."

Huo Jian's eyes were red and his voice called hoarsely: "Brother--"

He couldn't bear it anymore.

Long Ji's wrist is very strong, and he is still looking for Chi Ji's position while pressing his back neck.

Ji Ji was pulled away by Mei Sheng to feed the koi. He didn't know the small storm here.

After the mother and son picked and picked, the mess of turning the freezer was not mentioned. Finally, they didn't pay to buy anything. They also scolded the grocery store for being too arrogant. A bottle of water cost more than five yuan.

As they moved further away, Huo Jian clenched his palm several times, and his blood was still rising.

What do you know? !

You don’t even know what kind of person Ji Ji is, why use that word to insult him? ! !

"Let's not stay for this tour group, just withdraw." Long Ji's voice was very low, indicating that Huo Jian looked at the photographer's position: "It's all photographed, have you seen it."

As long as they are silent, when this episode is broadcast, public opinion will double the mother and son.

But as long as the star deity is sloppy in the end, all manners and gestures will lose a clean, but more black hats will be buckled.

Forbear, can only bear, must bear.

Huo Jian took a deep breath and swallowed all the resentment in the past.

He didn't get out of control because of these two people's words.

There were too many dark storms and waves that he saw, and too many head-on with everyone.

Almost ignited by all.

After the photographer finished shooting the mother and son, they changed hands and took pictures of Long Ji and Huo Jian at the moment.

One pressed silently according to his younger brother, one with tears in his red eyes, and finally did not shed.

Just one shot is enough.

Bo Jue returned with a wreath made by Mei Shengyao, and found that they were not in the right mood.

"what happened?"

Long Ji explained two sentences in a low voice, and asked him to help the round: "Let's go ahead, take two taxis and go back, we will go to the supply point B to hide all night."

Bo Jue reacted immediately, and quickly went to get the other three members back.

"Go away, just flashed a few times from the light yellow, just leave here first."

Mei Shengyao didn't think much about it, so he changed hands and collected the six little yellow hats, throwing them away, looking at the wind to find the way.

Huo Jian was silent for a long time, and let Long Ji lead him to continue to move forward.

At this moment, the cell phone in Xie Liyun's pocket rang.

"Crooked? Is it far away?"

"It's me, Xie Lianyun."

"Oh," Mr. Zhou responded regretfully and smiled: "I helped you set up a corner coffee shop. It happened to be in the decoration period. It doesn't matter if you go in and **** formaldehyde for a day?"

"It doesn't matter," Xie Liyun quickly said: "The store decoration, closure and concealment will only be better, where is the address?"

"Well, I don't know many old acquaintances. At this moment, he lend me the shop alone," Zhou Jimo rubbed a few words before saying: "The storefront, everything is good, and the paint inside is not brushed. How much, it is a little bit gray."

"...So where is the address?"

"Lindu Police Station is directly opposite." Zhou Ji smiled with a touch of the back of his head: "You are the last day tomorrow, do you want to stimulate?"

The author has something to say: Xie Lianyun: Too...too exciting