Chapter 61: Undercurrent
Sitting up from the bed suddenly, Wu Yu glanced at his phone.
05:48 a.m.
Even if the sky brightens up earlier in the early morning after summer, it is still far from bright enough to wake up Wu Yu.
After being stunned for a while, he rubbed his body with some fear, and a trace of doubt flashed in Wu Yu's eyes, this time he fell into the world of fiction and seemed to be different from the previous times. It's only been a night, but he seems to have been stranded for many days before he comes out.
As if instinctively, he moved his hands and posed.
"I always feel that the director got the wrong script, no matter what, it seems that he earned it anyway."
Although he had actually experienced a long journey in the world of words, Wu Yu still felt that the fatigue of his body had faded with waking up.
Looking at the street where the street lights were still on, Wu Yu stretched, cleaned up slightly, and walked down the wooden steps to the second floor.
The light yellow light in the hall has not been turned off, but the young lady at the front desk who was a little strange before did not continue to read at this time, but curled up on the flat recliner and fell asleep quietly.
Raising his hand, Wu Yu, who wanted to leave the room, swallowed the words back from his mouth again.
"Forget it, let's go to the museum as originally planned and read the rest of the exhibits before coming back to settle the room."
Pushing open the door and taking a deep breath of the damp and viscous air that was different from the mountain city, Wu Yu touched the crumpled banknotes in his trouser pocket, and decided to pour himself a bowl of chicken soup full of sincerity first.
"Young man, what kind of car are you going to ride, open your legs and chase the rising sun!"
Feeling the full vitality of his whole body obtained in the world of novels last night, Wu Yu grinned and strode in the direction of the Shonan Provincial Museum in his memory yesterday.
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In front of the Shonan Provincial Museum, breakfast shop.
7:13
Since he got up much earlier than expected, and the museum had not yet opened at this time, Wu Yu found a nearby shop to try the breakfast in Star City, while reading novels, and tried to save enough food and energy for the whole day today.
Wu Yu, who was happily snoring and drinking the porridge that was said to be not enough, could add another bowl of porridge, suddenly felt that the light in front of him had dimmed.
Before he could look up, he saw a large basket of white-flour steamed buns laid down not far in front of his porridge bowl, and a strong body then sat down opposite him.
"Boy, morning! is bold enough, although thin, but he is indeed a gentleman. Come on, come on, it's still early, let's have a good chat. ”
After a night, Han Qing's mood had calmed down a lot, but when he returned to the door of the museum after running in the morning, he saw a familiar figure in a school uniform, and his anger was a little up.
"Hmm."
Wu Yu trembled and was about to escape, but suddenly looked left and right, and found that there were gradually more people around him, and he snorted calmly in his heart in response.
Then he grabbed a steamed bun from the steamer in front of Han Qing without changing his face, pulled it away, and stretched out his hand to the opposite side.
"It seems that you have just finished exercising in the morning, don't just talk, come and eat something, you can listen to me explain to you slowly."
"......" The corners of Han Qing's eyes twitched, but his hand subconsciously took the steamed bun handed over.
"What else are you looking at? By the way, does your promise to let me in for free still count?"
Wu Yu, who didn't know that he had been exposed and recognized, took a few bites of steamed buns, and found that the security uncle opposite looked at him with a constipated expression, and couldn't help but wonder a little in his heart.
"Isn't it just that I called you yesterday, an old man, as for being so entangled? Speaking of which, I'm the one who gets taken advantage of. ”
Staring at Wu Yu a few times, Han Qing's mouth twitched a few times, but he finally forcibly suppressed his anger, and took a big bite of half of the steamed bun in his hand with hatred.
"No problem. If you're not afraid, boy, wait until you're done eating, and come with me. "—you should be arrogant for a while, and when you reach my territory, when you cry, you will definitely dig out all your motives and purposes.
As if he couldn't feel Han Qingpi's smiling expression on the other side of the table, Wu Yu continued to chew slowly with a calm face - heheda, how dare you go to Liangshan without three thirds.
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Due to the sudden rise of tourism in recent years, many of the residential buildings that were originally located next to the Shonan Provincial Museum have been bought and renovated into small family-style hotels.
Standing in front of the window, you can see the main entrance of the museum directly by turning your body slightly to the side.
"Yesterday, the museum suddenly closed its doors early for inspection, and it is said that someone may have touched the burglar alarm in the museum."
It was a middle-aged man with a yellow face who was opening the curtains and looking at the museum not far away.
"Boss, are we still going to do it as originally planned today?"
"Since there is no obvious personnel around them, it means that it was just an accident. There should be no connection with our plan, and the employer is urging it, according to the original plan. ”
The "head" standing in the center of the room and checking the architectural drawings looked very old, about twenty-eight or nine.
Fangzheng's shy face and the black-framed glasses of the student Fan are more convincing than the leader of a certain gang.
"The information about Han Qing and the young people who came to the museum with him has been confirmed."
Without waiting for the yellow-faced man to say anything more, a woman wearing a black one-step skirt and a white shirt, dressed as a female elite in the workplace, pushed the door and walked in.
"Boss, you're right. They are all active-duty soldiers, and although they can't find out the specific service number, they must have been stationed after some rumors. You see?"
The "head" who leaned over the architectural drawings to simulate the action plan curled the corners of his mouth when he heard this, sneered, and straightened up to speak.
"Then there's no problem, since it's the stupid GIs sent and not the crazy ones, it means that the bait we threw out earlier has worked. Wait a minute, let's go as planned, without delay, they're afraid they still think we're thieves who want to steal the collection, right?"
Putting away the architectural drawings on the table, the man looked at his watch, there were still hours before the opening of the museum, and waved his hand.
"I informed everyone to get up and get ready, everyone knew the previous experiences, and they all cheered up. I don't want to pay anyone's family a pension at the end of this operation. ”
"Boss, don't worry."
"Well, you just decide!"
Now that the operation was announced, the two answered the call, and left the room without saying anything more.
"Hopefully it'll be a sooner day. It's best not to have any unexpected uninvited guests. Why is it always a little restless. ”
The man muttered, subconsciously marking a cross on his body.