Immersive play dumb beauty

On Friday afternoon, Chengbei had an hour's holiday earlier than usual.

Zhao Ziwu found a few brothers who lived nearby, and somehow helped Jiang Sui get a complete set of equipment, including wigs, long skirts, high heels, and lipstick.

This is somewhat different from Jiang Sui's imagination of putting on a wig and going into battle.

He was wearing an eye-catching red long dress and a relatively textured uneven skirt, looking at the five or six brothers who had grown up playing together in front of him, he felt a little embarrassment and embarrassment rarely.

"Who borrowed this? There's a V on the back."

The brothers were staring at the skirt in Jiang Sui's hands, looking like a bunch of dogs without any knowledge.

"This dress is so beautiful."

"It feels so comfortable."

"Is this too thin? Can people really wear it?"

Lao Qi touched the skirt, then flicked the wig again, with an eager expression on his face: "Brother, if you don't want to wear it, can you try it on for me?"

Jiang Sui: "..."

He began to reflect on why he felt embarrassed in front of this bunch of idiots who only had toys and no aesthetics.

When Jiang Sui came out after changing his clothes, this group of people had already occupied the round table of the milk tea shop and played a game. The four of them couldn't leave the screen while eating chicken eyes, and Zhao Ziwu was giving extra lessons to the king on the other side.

Lao Qi glanced at Jiang Sui, and hurriedly greeted him, "Here we come, brother."

Jiang Sui picked up his skirt and kicked people: "Who's your brother's name?"

Lao Qi touched his nose in embarrassment, and changed his words instantly: "Brother, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Sui glanced at him and put his feet away.

Afraid of revealing his secrets, he secretly put on a little lipstick, but he still couldn't let it go in front of his brother, so he put on a mask to cover it.

The injury on his left hand is still not healed, but fortunately there is a shawl outside the skirt, which can barely cover it.

Zhao Ziwu took out a blank sheet of paper from his school bag and slapped it on the table.

Everyone understood, and a group of people from Ulala rushed forward and talked about their heads. Both black and white looked at him with eyes full of curiosity.

"I stepped on the next point in advance."

Zhao Ziwu drew a line unhurriedly: "Divide the road in the old district into three sections. The trailing man usually looks for the target in section A, and section B is a very long tunnel entrance. At night, the light is very dark and traffic is very difficult. There are very few people there, section C is a residential area, there are many people, and there are no cameras, so it is also the best place to attack the stalker."

Jiang Sui said: "Section B is not easy to hide people. We can only ambush at the exits of Sections A and C. After the trailing man and I go in, the people from Section A follow behind him. Let's outflank."

Lao Qi asked: "What if he chooses to attack in the B section?"

Jiang Sui: "When I meet him, if I can subdue him, I will subdue him on the spot. If I can't subdue him, I will send you a message."

Zhao Ziwu nodded: "To be on the safe side, after Jiang Sui enters the tunnel entrance, the King of Section C will also go in from the other side to meet him at the same time. Jiang Sui will turn on the flashlight when he encounters problems, so it is easy to find."

The planning was almost flawless, the front and back were insured, and the trailing man was very thin. The most likely possibility was that Jiang Sui would wait for the other party to make a move in section B. After recording the evidence, he would be subdued on the spot, and everyone would be sent to the police station together.

The front and back were well connected, and everyone conducted two drills for this operation to ensure that if Jiang Sui encountered an emergency, the king could also run directly across the road to support. dangerous position.

Lao Qi's eyes were still fixed on the dazzling large piece of skin leaking from his skirt, and he finally figured out something wrong: "This skirt...is it too revealing?"

Looking at the fading night outside the glass window, the king quietly walked up to Jiang Sui: "If you are afraid—"

"Not afraid."

Jiang Sui cut off his words neatly, the word "fear" was never in the dictionary of Chengbei Boss.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the prey to take the bait at night.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the sky had already completely darkened, and the lights at the surrounding intersections were unevenly lit, barely illuminating a small patch of tiles in front of me.

Old Street is the least crowded place, children come home from school, adults leave work early, the square dance was canceled due to unforeseen circumstances, and the business of the roadside shops is bleak, only three students from the north of the city are sitting around in the window of the milk tea shop. game.

The scorching wind was blowing on her face, carrying the lingering heat of the day, and the girl with long black hair in a red skirt by the roadside sign was dressed quite coolly.

The man in black put on a mask and hid under the tree. He looked over there several times, and was caught by the thin white legs under the red skirt, the bright red lips on the snow-white skin, and the black lips half hanging down like butterfly wings. The long eyelashes completely caught the eyeball.

Feeling the strong gaze falling on his body, Jiang Sui quietly raised his lips.

He stood up slowly, passed the man in black step by step, and walked towards the tunnel entrance.

In the darkness, there is the friction sound of cars passing by at high speed, and there is also the sound of hunting when the strong wind blows past the entrance of the tunnel at night.

Jiang Sui sent a signal to the action group by bowing his head and playing with his mobile phone, and Zhao Ziwu quickly called 1.

-Zhao Ziwu: Our side has entered a tunnel.

The king didn't know whether it was because of the signal or some other reason, but he didn't reply for a long time.

Jiang Sui turned on the camera on his phone, hid it in his bag, and secretly recorded the person behind him.

Ahead was the most dangerous section of the tunnel. He exhaled and moved his left hand a little. I don't know if it was because the dark environment aroused his uneasiness, and even the wound on his left hand began to ache.

He quickened his pace.

Out of the corner of the eye, the man following behind also quickened his pace.

There were still more than ten meters before the turn, and a sharp whistle suddenly came from the quiet intersection.

At the same time, a small car at the corner turned on its headlights.

The bright light at that moment was too irritating to human eyes, and he squinted his eyes instinctively. It was also the moment when the light was turned on and off, and he noticed the figure on the driver's seat in the car.

Behind him, the accidentally turned on light illuminated the hand of the following man hidden in the black bag, refracted a silver light, and shone on the slanted aisle.

Jiang Sui's heart sank to the bottom of the water in an instant.

Just as he imagined, what the man in black hid in his bag was a knife.

His intuition determined that the person sitting in the car seemed to be with the man following him.

This also meant that he alone could not attack the trailing man.

The cold air of the tunnel penetrated into the body along the pores, the sweat from extreme tension and the chill from the back when the fear surged up alternately, his left hand began to tremble uncontrollably.

He didn't feel any pain at the moment, but he didn't seem to be able to exert any strength at all.

Jiang Sui finally realized belatedly how aggressive it was to lure the enemy alone.

Only by taking advantage of the turning position and preemptive strikes can there be a chance to delay time.

Jiang Sui moved his wrists and ankles calmly, speeded up his feet, and walked fast.

The trailing man behind him also followed quickly, and when he was only two or three meters away from the turn, the light of the car that was a few steps away turned on again.

—They were going to outflank them on both sides.

This time, he couldn't see the way ahead at all. Following his instinct, he grabbed his phone back, turned on the flashlight, and opened the dial page.

At this time, the faint light of the flashlight on the mobile phone was completely covered by the headlights of the car, and he was about to walk to the most dangerous turning point.

Jiang Sui forced himself to calm down, and turned on the phone pretending not to notice.

We're almost at the turn.

He grabbed his bag and started running.

At that moment he was strangely lucid and sensitive.

The wind blowing by the ears, the quickening pace of the man behind him, the rapid breathing of the two when they were running fast, and the movement of the car next to him starting to chase him.

The distance between the two keeps getting closer.

Jiang Sui exhaled and stopped suddenly.

The trailing man behind him obviously didn't expect him to stop in this situation, he didn't stop under his feet, and was pressed forward by inertia a few steps.

The distance was just right, Jiang Sui kicked backwards, elbowed sideways, grabbed the boy's arm to subdue him, and at the same time lifted the mask off his face.

In his desperation, he could vaguely see that it was an immature, student's face.

Without giving him a chance to react, the driver behind quickly got out of the car and followed.

Judging by his body shape, he was obviously a tall and strong adult man.

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Sui turned around and ran away.

But after the fight, he couldn't use his strength at all, and he couldn't run past a grown man while wearing a skirt and with his left hand injured.

The distance between the two was getting closer, and the sound of breathing behind him locked Jiang Sui's heart like a talisman.

Five steps.

Four steps.

Three steps.

As he got closer to the turn, he also began to calculate in his mind the best posture for exerting force.

Suddenly, someone grabbed him vigorously from the side.

Jiang Sui was hugged tightly by someone, and he raised his hand to bend his elbow at that person.

A muffled hum came from above his head, implying a forbearing coldness: "Jiang Sui."

He smelled that faint, clean soap locust fragrance again.

Safe.

This was the first thought that came into his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he heard his heart beating rapidly, which was the sequelae of strenuous exercise, and it was also a throbbing feeling that he couldn't hide.

He had a very strong, very firm intuition.

"Lu Cheng."

His legs were completely limp, and he clung to the opponent's shoulders in embarrassment, his eyes were covered by his clothes, and he couldn't see anything.

He was out of breath, with a relieved smile and a trembling caused by exhaustion, which sounded like weeping: "Is it you?"

He couldn't see anything, only a pair of hands clasped his waist firmly.

The clothes were taken off, and in the bright light, Lu Cheng lowered his eyes and hummed lightly: "It's me."

Seeing the other party's peaceful gaze, Jiang Sui closed his eyes tightly, and slowly let himself relax.

"It's good you're here."

He said in a low voice, trying to take the opportunity to show weakness, but the nasal voice was too strong, and it sounded like he was about to cry.

But the effect is the same.

Jiang Sui thought proudly, at least Lu Cheng's eyes softened obviously.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten that he was still walking on the edge of danger just now, and he still thought about rubbing Lu Cheng's abdomen that was hit by an elbow with the posture just now.

It was so hard, not sure, he lowered his head and half grabbed Lu Cheng's clothes.

Ah, so hard.

Lu Cheng thought he was going to cry.

Looking at him like this, after looking at each other for two seconds, he turned his head away, put the clothes on his head again, and said in a low voice, "They can't see."

He raised his hand and wanted to take off his clothes, but he heard Lu Cheng added: "I have paper in my pocket. If you want to cry, hurry up."

After a few seconds, Lu Cheng thought of something again: "Don't wipe your nose with my clothes."

"Uh..." He wanted to laugh a little: "I didn't want to cry."

"Ah."

Lu Cheng's voice was faint, and Jiang Sui was hiding in the dark and cramped clothes, so he couldn't see his expression at all.

In short, it should be very cold.

The clichéd plot of the hero saving the beauty actually happened to him, and what's even more ridiculous is that he really liked it.

This was the first time he felt the so-called sense of security in other people.

Although Lu Cheng seemed to just pass by and do a good deed, he didn't take it to heart.

No wonder it was Bai Yueguang who amazed everyone with a photo.

Jiang Sui had never wanted to fight for something so hard, to pull off the so-called Gaoling flower, and see what it was like for him to like someone.

Alright alright.

Jiang Sui sighed inwardly.

This would be one of his favorite prey.

Even if the other party likes stupid beauties, he is willing to pretend to be stupid for love.

The author says:

At the age of seven, Jiang Mian came to the Children's Palace to try out lessons, and he brought Jiang Sui to experience it together.

The teacher gives one-on-one piano lessons.

Jiang Sui sat on the piano bench, following the teacher's request, do Rui Mi Rui Duo.

Teacher: "Do you remember?"

Jiang Sui nodded confidently: "I remember."

After 2 minutes, the teacher came back to review, first brought him along, and then looked forward to letting Jiang Sui come by himself.

With a blank mind, Jiang Sui stared straight at the teacher.

teacher:"……"