usatvline Chapter 13 Going Home
Chapter 13 Going Home
When the time on the watch reached 5:16, with a difference of minutes, a long-lost feeling came from my body.
Anjiu tried to lift his fingers, and the movement was smooth without any obstruction.
At this time, the people in the cylinder opposite had already walked out, but their walking posture looked a little strange.
Anjiu lifted his legs, and a tingling sensation immediately spread to his brain.
She just paused for a moment and walked out immediately without stopping.
Looking back, I saw that I was indeed standing in the cylinder.
Anjiu observed his surroundings calmly.
This is a big stage, but there are no audiences below.
A suspended surveillance camera dropped from the sky and headed straight for the released "heroes". Its eye-like lens locked onto its target person and followed them all the way.
There was also someone next to Anjiu.
Through the clean lens she saw her own messy appearance and tangled hair.
Like a refugee from a garbage dump.
After walking through a dark corridor, the view in front of me suddenly opened up——
The brand new bright white porcelain floor is laid along the small fountain all the way to the store entrance.
The eye-catching signs competed with each other for beauty, the window displays were more exaggerated than each other, and the shop owner standing at the door held a white goose feather fan in his hand, half covering his face, with his eyes glancing to the side.
I was afraid to look them in the eye.
After hearing the messy footsteps, these people all fanned themselves at the same time and made coughing sounds as if they were choked by the strange smell.
At this time, the large army suddenly quickened its pace.
Anjiu looked forward along the team and found that except for the tall people at the front who held their heads high, the people further back in the team kept their heads half-lowered and were only willing to walk within the range of a brick.
And those suspended monitors were also very skilled and full of evil humor. They descended at the first opportunity and kept the cameras pointed at those people's faces.
Xiaojiu is short, so the monitor actually dropped to the level of his knees.
As if predicting her actions.
Anjiu walked straight over without changing his expression. If it hadn't reacted quickly and moved away in time, it would have been kicked away by Anjiu.
The floating monitor stayed in the air for a few seconds in a humane manner before chasing after it.
It stretched out its telephoto lens, wanting to confirm what had just happened.
But the photo showed a messy hair.
The staff behind the scenes who control the machine: …
He really bows his head after causing an accident.
When they were nearly halfway through the commercial district, Anjiu heard a contrived scream behind him.
"Master Xiuqi! So handsome!"
Anjiu keenly noticed that the suspended monitor was getting closer.
She lowered her head even more, her eyes fixed on the heels of the person in front of her, and walked forward step by step.
No one in the entire team looked back and they sped up again.
It seems that compared to the shop owners standing at the door in fancy clothes, this young master is more frightening.
By the time the screams were left behind, they had already walked out of the bustling area and the ground under their feet had changed from white tiles to blue-gray marble.
Further ahead there is a large archway, which is closed.
There were two rows of security guards wearing black bulletproof vests standing on the left and right. After a secondary check of the large group with a handheld scanner, the man sitting on the armchair stood up slowly.
He was nearly two meters tall, with a face as thick as his neck, and his clothes were bulging with muscles, making him look like a strong giant standing in front of him.
He looked around at everyone with contempt, slowly unzipped his clothes, took off his shirt and threw it on the chair, revealing his muscular upper body in a white tank top.
It seemed as if the ground was shaking when I walked.
He swung his iron arms as a simple warm-up, then placed his hands on the arch. The muscles on his arms appeared to be in a brushed state when he exerted force. In just five seconds, he easily pushed the stone door open to a one-meter-wide gap.
"Go ahead, you lowly ones."
No one dared to answer. After the scan, they passed through the stone gate very quickly and almost ran to the back.
Perhaps it was this attitude that angered Kong Liu. He suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and the man in front of Anjiu was unlucky enough to be grabbed by the back of his neck and dragged into the air.
The two thin legs struggled back and forth.
"Why are you running?!" Kong Liu roared, his voice like a roaring lion, "You're disturbing me, don't you know that? And you!"
He pointed his finger at Anjiu, but Anjiu ducked, jumped out from under him, and slipped out the door quickly and lightly.
Without even looking back, she ran towards the elevator shaft as fast as she could.
Kong Liu yelled behind him: "You little bitch! Don't let me catch you next time! Otherwise I will use your calves as chopsticks!"
Anjiu looked at the huge elevator shaft in front of him and gradually stopped.
She had never seen more than twenty elevators, fastened together like bundles of wires.
The outer wall of the outermost elevator is brand new and smooth, and can clearly reflect people's shadows. The space is spacious, and there are staff wearing white gloves guarding each elevator entrance.
Of those who first ran out of the arch, only one entered such an elevator.
The staff smiled and said, "Welcome home, please scan the identification code."
The man put the virtual watch on his wrist on it, and the elevator door closed.
Then the elevator began to ascend, like a white box rising into the air, passing through each floor's spider web passage that was like only eight threads, and went to the target floor.
The overlapping passages made it difficult for Anjiu to tell how many floors there were. From her memory, she knew that Xiaojiu lived on the highest floor.
Following the others, I walked around the elevator circle for a distance. After the person in front moved the index plate for this floor, a narrow passage extending into the elevator circle was revealed.
These people walked in.
There is actually an elevator here.
The car looked like it had been shrunk by half, its style had become old, the buttons were dim, and there was only a thin, faded carpet on the floor.
This time, five or six people walked in from the team.
They silently swiped the identification code and, while waiting for the elevator door to close, watched the people at the bottom of the ladder continue to move forward outside the door.
Anjiu noticed that the mood of these people seemed to be improving.
When she looked again, those people actually looked away and avoided contact.
Anjiu: ...
The closing elevator door ended this brief contact.
Anjiu followed the crowd and after walking around for a long time, he finally found the entrance behind a sign that said "No access here".
The passage became dark and very narrow, only enough for an adult to pass sideways.
Finally able to embark on the journey home, these people regained their vitality and scrambled to squeeze in, fearing that they would be the last to be deprived of the right to go home.
The narrow passage plays a certain role at this time - no matter how crowded it is, only one person can pass through in the end.
After about a minute, Anjiu heard someone inside shouting in a weak voice: "Don't come in, it's full! Wait for the next one!"