71 Concert Begins (Favorite)
Fang Jing left his mobile phone in a corner, but he still had a mobile phone in his hand, which was the golden apple full of benefits. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
A few days ago, he often chatted with the owner of the mobile phone through messages at night.
Most of them are boring chatters, and slowly form a strange netizen relationship.
Although everyone doesn't know each other's identities and true faces, they often talk about some extremely exciting topics.
This time I came to the capital, but the "mobile phone girl" actually said that she brought her mobile phone when she was in BJ Fangjing, and she was going to find an opportunity to return her mobile phone and put it in her bag. Now the bag was thrown in the live broadcast room, but the phone was brought out, and I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.
At least this mobile phone can allow him to communicate with others safely.
But what Fang Jing didn't expect was that he didn't make a single phone call, and a text message was sent.
"The capital of Kyoto, Villa No. 1. Ran there, no door locks. ā
Fang Jing was stunned for a moment when he saw this information, and suddenly had a feeling of being an agent.
Looking at it again, it was actually the "mobile phone girl" who sent him a message.
"She knew who I was?"
"It's embarrassing......"
Both are strangers who know each other completely, and no matter what they say on the Internet, they have a strange sense of security.
But when I found out that I had already been exposed, I was a little uneasy in my heart.
What's more, Fang Jingke watched her selfie and watched her video.
But looking at the current situation, there is nowhere to hide, as if there is only one place to hide.
I didn't have time to think carefully about why she knew her identity, and she didn't bother to think about why she would help her.
In the spirit of being stinky and shameless, and the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, Fang Jing still decided to go to that place to hide.
Because there was no way to hide in the small alleys of the capital for long, two hours was enough for the police to find him. In addition, the capital's surveillance system is pervasive, and only private homes may be able to escape the catastrophe.
But on the way to live, you also have to avoid a lot of surveillance. Fang Jingyi gritted his teeth and simply searched for props from the work store, hoping to find something useful, and he really found it.
"Exchange for a non-marking sticker and consume two hundred entertainment coins. ā
This non-marking sticker has a half-hour effect.
After use, it can make people move without leaving any traces. Not to mention fingerprints, hair and other things, they will be eliminated automatically, and even the monitoring will not be able to record him.
Of course, this does not mean stealth.
But it was just right for Fang Jing's current situation, so he directly put the sticker on his hand and rushed towards the "capital of Kyoto".
Fortunately, this property is not far from his location, no, it only takes ten minutes, it is located in the center of the city, and it is a mansion at first glance. Half an hour later, he walked all the way into Villa No. 1, and he secretly wondered that the beauty was so rich. The value of this villa, even if Fang Jing doesn't know how to do it, knows that it has to be calculated with 100 million.
And the mansion is very large, with all kinds of advanced living utensils, a total of four floors, more than a dozen rooms, and take-out
An underground wine cellar.
There is food in the refrigerator, and the pillows on the sofa are not neat, not like they have been empty for a long time, but they are very lively.
But there was no one in the house, could it be that this beauty left specifically for him and vacated the house?
Fang Jing added a sense of mystery to this long-time mobile phone girl, and wanted to see her true face.
Anyway, hiding here for a while with nothing to do, driven by curiosity, he groped around the house, but unfortunately he didn't find a photo of the hostess, it seems that they were all deliberately put away.
But what was more embarrassing was that he actually saw a set of pink underwear in the bathroom, and it felt familiar......
Isn't that the one I like the most on my phone photos?
I finally saw the real thing, but unfortunately it wasn't worn on my body.
Even when Fang Jing sighed with regret, the police had already tracked him down to the alley where he had been hiding before.
"It's strange, how the people are gone. ā
According to the speculative analysis of the surveillance information, he should be on this road. ā
"Several nearby roads have also been searched. ā
"Recheck !!"
In the end, they checked one side again, and they found that there was no longer Fang Jing in the nearby surveillance.
I can only jump my feet angrily and put the hope of catching people at the concert on the other side. Since netizens can guess Fang Jing's purpose, of course the police will not be stupid, and they have already released a team of people in the concert hall.
At the same time, with the passage of time, the sun has set, and the hour hand is already pointing to eight o'clock.
Netizens are still hotly discussing: "Have you heard of it, the witness will say that Fang Jing will keep the opportunity to play, as long as he can walk on the stage when he is on stage." The mountains and rivers are still the works with the highest degree of fit, and they can get the ownership of the copyright. ā
"If he doesn't perform on stage, he will be disqualified, and let Honda's old ghost "Alpine Nameless" get the ownership of Mr. Zhong's copyright. ā
"Fang Jing, you must come. ā
"I'm coming!"
And the parents who were far away at home in Rongcheng also knew the news.
My mother was anxious and angry: "Beat people, beat people, or beat foreigners again!"
"I was dropped out of school before, and now I don't have a long memory?"
"Now they're all fugitives. ā
When my mother received a call from the police station, she was also very anxious, and she couldn't wait to buy a plane ticket and rush to the capital now.
The father also sat on the side and smoked a cigarette, which could be seen to be worried and anxious about his son, but there was no blaming look on his face, just full of worry.
When my mother saw Fang Jing and his father, she didn't say anything, and she was angry in her heart: "Look at the good son you taught, you will only beat people." ā
"Now the police can't find him, they can't reach him by phone, what should I do if something happens. ā
"It's better for him to hurry up and turn himself in, and he can still get a light sentence, don't be arrested and sentenced. ā
The usually honest father, at this time, pinched the cigarette and started a fire for the first time: "If you are noisy, you will know that you are noisy." ā
"How is it to beat someone, that old ghost stepped on our national flag, my son should fight, fight well. ā
"And now I hope he won't be caught, and he must be on that stage. ā
"If you want to go to jail, it is worth going to jail. ā
My mother was stunned, she hadn't seen her husband's hard side for a long time since she got married, just like when she was young.
It's just that where is the reason to hope that his son will be a fugitive and go to prison.
My mother was so anxious that she was about to cry, and other relatives and friends who got the news were all anxious for Fang Jing.
Tang Wanling......
Sister Li Ya......
Screenwriter Chen......
None of them could get through Fang Jing's mobile phone, so they could only wait for news.
At this time, at the Capital Concert Hall, the concert had already begun, and the audience was full, and thousands of people in the audience knew what was happening, and there was anticipation in their hearts.
After playing one song after another, no matter how touching it is, it can't calm them.
Everyone is looking forward to it, waiting for the stage of the song "Mountains and Flowing Water", waiting for the figure.
Outside the concert hall, 100,000 people gathered around the stage, congesting half of the city.
They are netizens who have come from all over the capital, including teenagers, young people, and even old people. They are all here to support themselves, to listen to a tune.