What you want is this effect, the more selfless you are, the more you can reduce your awareness of external dangers, such as the agile Connie.

In order to paralyze her goal, Connie somewhere got a set of the official cheerleading uniform of the Heat Wave team, with a huge bow tied on her chest, a hydrangea in one hand, and a fan survey that she made up out of thin air in the other. Waiting for the time of half-time to start.

With a crisp whistle, the halftime break was announced.

Connie and her accomplices in the same outfit walked towards the goal, believing that under the combined offensive of beautiful women, cheerleaders, and prize questionnaires, there are few fans who will not obey. What's more, judging from the fat man's shaggy hair and residual beard, ten of you* is an otaku, and it becomes easier to deal with such a target.

"Hello, sir, we are members of the official cheerleading team of the Heat Wave team, and now there is a questionnaire with a prize, we need your cooperation, just fill it out, and then leave your phone number and contact information, and you can receive a beautiful gift from us."

Connie stepped forward and retold the lines she had memorized, then handed the investigation documents to the other party.

Connie's companion cooperated with the sale of a new pair of Apple headphones as a prize. Although this $50 earphone cost Connie a little distressed, she knew very well that in this industry, she was reluctant to let the child not be a wolf, and the foreshadowing of the bait in the early stage was often very necessary, not to mention that compared with the Leica lens worth $20,000 on the target Nikon SLR camera, what is this investment, and is there a more cost-effective deal?

The fat man turned his head and cast his eyes on the two beauties, seeing that they were the beautiful cheerleaders of his favorite heat wave team, the distance between them quickly narrowed, he never dreamed that the goal of these two young girls was to steal his own lens, and of course, he would not realize the role of the other party in front of him, A4 size double open folder: the focus is not on the questionnaire inside, but on the huge size of this folder after it is spread out, Just enough to perfectly obscure his vision from the Nikon SLR camera hanging on his chest.

The victim quickly smiled excitedly: "No problem, fill out the questionnaire to get Apple headphones, and such a good thing, thank you so much to the two beauties." The other party happily picked up a ballpoint pen tied to a rope on the folder and focused on the questionnaire.

As he pondered questions about the evaluation of player so-and-so in the first half of the game, Connie's hand reached from the bottom of the folder unconsciously, and with the skill she had successfully used hundreds of times, she removed the valuable shot in just three seconds. Quietly transferred to one of his medium-sized ladies satchel.

Now that the things are in hand, there's no need to stay where they are, and as a veteran, Connie doesn't want to give the victim time to find out that her things are missing.

"That's right, sir, in order to improve the efficiency of my collection of questionnaires, we also need to visit other lucky spectators, and when you have filled out the questionnaires, please take the time to submit them to the main service desk of the stadium, and our team will make a unified summary there." There was a hint of charm in Connie's voice.

"Okay, thank you, lucky angel." The other party was still unaware of the situation in front of him, and his attention was completely distracted by the Apple headphones, the content of the questionnaire, and the two young and beautiful girls in front of him.

After saying goodbye to the victim, she and her companions walked towards the Suzuki Hayabusa motorcycle, which was parked outside the arena.

"Haha, it's another easy-to-follow business. A piece of cake. Connie said smugly.

"To be honest, I'm really a little pitiful for that fat man, just the price of this shot is enough for him to save for half a year, and all the hardships for such a long time have been in vain. Moreover, when he finds out that his things are missing, he will think of us when he thinks about the events before and after the theft, and finally points the finger at the Heat. Said the companion.

"Let him check, in the end, it's a blind toss, the cheerleaders can't find this person, it's us veterans of the rivers and lakes, and by the time he finds out, we've already disappeared without a trace like the air. Besides, don't be so sympathetic in this business, you pity others, who will pity you? Connie's tone revealed a hint of indifference and determination.

"You have a point." The other party nodded.

Connie couldn't help but think back to more than 20 years ago, when she was still a child, her father went to the battlefield in Iraq to support the family's expenses in order to get a high salary for joining the army, and did not want to end up being beaten to death by Iraqi extremists there. Helpless, she was assigned to an orphanage by the local community, and she was able to survive until now.

Who should she hate? Is it Iraqi terrorists? No, after growing up and reading books and documents related to the Iraq War, Connie clearly knew that those enemies in the Middle East were not aimed at her father, and even if he was not sent, others would fall under the guns of terrorists. They are targeting the U.S. government.

It is said that it is to find weapons of mass destruction, and in the end, even Iraqi President Saddam Hussein hanged him, but he did not find a single hair, and this war has not been authorized by the United Nations and recognized by the international community from beginning to end.

Is it just to let the pockets of those politicians bulge and climb a higher position, so that their fathers will be sent to death in vain? To this day, even the body has not been recovered.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? We should go. A reminder from her companion pulls Connie back to reality from her distant memories of the past, and her companion has put on her helmet, straddles her motorcycle, and hands her another helmet.

Connie put her helmet over her long, flowing hair. Settling down in the back seat of the motorcycle, with the low roar of a powerful 220-horsepower engine, Suzuki swerved forward, drifting off the parking lot onto the road with a beautiful tail flick, then the front wheel lifted high off the ground, slammed into the ground, and scurried home like a gallop. Gentlemen gather in the Hall of Righteousness and the Falcon is stormy

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