roccoschili Chapter 375: Dancing with swords and guns
Chapter 375: Dancing with swords and guns
Chapter 375: Dancing with swords and guns
"In Hot Sand Time, there are vast wilderness and wild wind carrying the heat wave, as well as taverns blooming everywhere and the Hot Sand Time sub-venue of the upcoming Sureda Grand Competition Audition."
"The specialty there is white lemon slices, which is very different from the Golden Hour. There is no dreamy luxury or high-end shopping malls, and even the style of Dream Chaser is wild."
"Compared with whiskey and champagne, most people there prefer to drink crudely made spirits, which is quite the pioneering character of unknown guests."
The private speed car was speeding on Grax Avenue. In the pitch-black night, the car lights cut through the shadows and drove under the flickering neon lights.
The rumbling sound of the ball cage above the head continued for a moment, and everyone kept silent about the "accident" that happened in Croaker Film and Television Park. Maybe they forgot about it, maybe they didn't take it to heart, but in short, everything was in order.
Jiang Fan sat in the middle of the back row of the speed train, with train crew members and Huang Quan, who temporarily decided to continue traveling with them, sitting on both sides.
The car refrigerator in the back row was opened, and there were neatly stacked cans of Suleda and desserts packed in square boxes. But at this juncture, no one had much appetite except Jiang Fan and Huang Quan.
One man took out a bottle of champagne from the car refrigerator, filled the glass leisurely and sipped it elegantly while reading the guide's guide.
One man took out a peach from nowhere and ate it in small bites while listening expressionlessly to Jiang Fan's introduction to the "Hot Sand Moment" in the guide.
March 7th doubted that this was the "unhurriedness of adults" that Xing often boasted, but compared to Ji Zi and Uncle Yang's calmness, Jiang Fan and Huang Quan seemed more happy and mindless.
"Um... do we really have to go to that hot sand audition?" March 7 adjusted the hem of her skirt, feeling a little anxious and uneasy.
This white off-the-shoulder skirt was a bit short, only slightly covering her knees. She was a little worried that it would be blown up by the wild wind when she reached the "hot sand moment", and it would be too much of a loss.
"Don't you want to reunite with Xing earlier?" Jiang Fan swung the light golden wine in the cup and looked at Yue Qi without squinting through Ji Zi, his eyes pure and as bright as a mirror.
"But...but this outfit is too shameful!" March 7 twisted his shoulders, "I heard that you can buy tickets for the Grand Theater, otherwise...otherwise we can sneak in as an audience. When I think of There are tens of thousands of pairs of eyes staring at us, and we feel nervous..."
"First of all, the audience goes through the main entrance, and the actors who passed the audition go through the side entrance. With employee IDs, we can go to places where tourists stop." Jiang Fan shook his head, "Secondly, the ticket purchase method used by the Grand Theater is offline , we don’t have time, let alone money.”
"No money... no money... no money?" March 7 looked at the luxurious private speed car in the reflection of the window glass, and her voice became quieter and quieter, until in the end it was no different than a mosquito.
The speed car is black, with a streamlined suspended body, and a dazzling silver-white thorn pattern spreads out on the black paint. It is as gorgeous as a work of art. There is also a pure gold miniature fairy boat craft standing on the top of the machine cover.
Even the rear space inside the speed car is in an elegant Chinese style, with the roof and inner walls decorated with some kind of expensive soft fur.
The pedals under your feet are wrapped in solid wood, and the elegant gray leather seats are embroidered with gold threads. There is no detail that is missing, and there is no corner that is not exquisite. It is like a walking palace...
"This speeding car is not mine. It is the public property of the Immortal Boat Alliance. It is a public property." Jiang Fan saw the confusion in Yue Qi's eyes and lied and explained without changing his expression.
March 7 scratched his head and said nothing, thinking to himself that I am just illiterate, not mentally retarded. There is no essential difference between the public property of the Fairy Boat Alliance and your private property. How can a rich man still cry about being poor?
"Jingliu... where is she?" Theresa, who had closed her eyes to rest since she got in the car, suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head and stared into Jiang Fan's eyes, and asked quietly.
"I've already returned to Luofu. I went back with Bai Heng. What's wrong? Do you want an autograph?" Jiang Fan said casually.
"No...I'm just a little scared and worried...I always feel...rank..."
"Generally, only people who lack self-confidence and don't believe in themselves will speak softer and softer, and eventually become mute. When asked, they always answer that it's okay." Jiang Fan took out a bottle of Suleda from the refrigerator. Throw it to Teresa,
"But it doesn't matter if Jingliu is not here. If you really want to sign, I can write it for you. If you miss her, I will give you a note. Take the note to Luofu and no one will stop you. Don't say I gave it to you. ."
Jiang Fan said nonchalantly, and the others also looked over slightly. As the female lead of Crocker Film and Television Park, Jingliu's absence really made many people doubtful.
As the most dazzling protagonist on the stage where Sha Jin is fighting for his life, the absence of Jingliu really makes them have some wild thoughts.
But compared to the others, Theresa's thoughts were very simple. She was simply uneasy about the change in the overall team's combat effectiveness after Jingliu left.
She felt vaguely panicked in her heart, always feeling that they were spying on some huge secret, as if they were tearing apart the devil's seal with their own hands, staring into the abyss for a long time.
Jiang Fan's meeting with them again gave her a rare feeling of peace.
But thinking of his frail civil servant appearance, it was difficult for her to relax. She could only hope in her heart that the Xianzhou civil servants could also wield swords and guns, and that they were all good men who had fought against the Fengrao people.
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At this moment, there was no one inside or outside Chaolu Mansion, and none of the members of the hound family who used to patrol outside the mansion could see anyone.
The sound of footsteps gradually circulated, and a figure walked into Chaolu Mansion, looked at the interior decoration of the entire mansion and the sand table under the light, stared at it several times, and suddenly shook his head.
"Chaolu Mansion is supposed to be the office of the Oak family, but it is like a maze, with traps and eyes everywhere. The owner here is really suspicious." Gallagher made a fair statement about the entire Chaolu Mansion and its owner. evaluation of.
"You are very humorous, Mr. Sheriff. I hope this humor and calmness have helped you find the murderer of the serial murder case."
Across the various high-rise buildings in the sand table, Gallagher stared at Sunday's back and said casually: "I'm just expressing my personal opinion. Could it be that it hurts the owner of the Oak family? I'm really sorry, but if the old dog doesn't recognize it, With his ability, the only destination is the slaughterhouse."
"Mr. Gallagher, I don't have much patience. Being passive and slow in my work will only make me more suspicious that you are involved with the real murderer. Why not use your old dog's ability to identify so that you can find the murderer as soon as possible." Sunday slowly said Turning around, Gallagher's figure was reflected in his pale golden indifferent pupils.