Crazy Psychologist

Under the lingering night, Mu Chun solemnly put on a mask and walked out of the restaurant.

Fang Ming unknowingly did the same thing as Mu Chun, checking whether the mask was properly fitted, firstly to help him isolate the pathogen, and secondly to cover his face.

The two of them seemed to be going to do something very solemn, and the soundtrack of Infernal Affairs was really appropriate for the occasion.

Seeing Mu Chun walking towards the red Ford car, Fang Ming grabbed his arm and said furtively, "I won't really go for a row."

Mu Chun nodded, but his body moved a few steps in the opposite direction of the car. Turning his head sideways, Fang Ming said, "Have you ever passed someone else's car?"

Fang Ming immediately shook his head, "No."

"What about setting off firecrackers secretly next to the tires when I was a child?" Mu Chun asked again.

"No." Fang Ming shook his head and was as innocent as a child.

"Not at all? Good boy, a good student?" Mu Chun patted Fang Ming's shoulder, and Fang Ming moved to the other side uncomfortably.

With a bang, a white light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and a silver key appeared in front of Fang Ming's eyes.

"Go, the key is the best tool for rowing the car, and it's not considered a murder weapon." Mu Chun said with a smile.

Even through the mask, Fang Ming could still imagine Mu Chun's grinning GUI look.

With his right hand firmly in his pocket, Fang Ming never thought about rowing someone's car.

"It's very cool, just try it and you'll know, shua, shua, shua, revenge for revenge, revenge for injustice, if you roll my eyes, I won't punch you back!"

Mu Chunyue talked more and more vigorously, as if what he said were all common sense.

Fang Ming reluctantly took the key. Mu Chun put his arms around Fang Ming's shoulder gloatingly, "That's right, you must want to vent your anger, I even showed you the angle, and the car didn't have a film on it, and the driving recorder didn't turn on anything, and you wore it again. Wear a mask and be steady."

This Mu Chun probably used to be a problem student, how could he act like a street gangster when talking about these things.

Fang Ming, who has always been excellent and excellent+, really felt a little eye-opening (eye-opening).

"However, there is a camera at the entrance of the restaurant, and it will be captured by the hotel's surveillance system. We just went in and had dinner, and the clothes were compared to each other. We will be caught in a few minutes."

Before Fang Ming finished speaking, Mu Chun sighed and shook his head impatiently, "I've checked everything, and this position happens to be out of reach of the camera. It doesn't mean that you can't get a picture of the car, but that you walk from the right rear of the car. In the past, draw at the taillight of his car and turn right no more than 45 degrees. Remember, don’t exceed 45 degrees. In this way, you will definitely not be photographed by the camera. Hair, the black coat you are wearing is too ordinary, I don’t know how many customers wear such a coat every day, don’t worry, you’ll be fine, just trust me.”

"How did you calculate it?" Fang Ming asked again.

Mu Chun really looked a little impatient, "I really convinced you, didn't I just say that I couldn't find my phone, then I went to the door to look for it, observed the position of the camera, and then went to the cashier Go and tell the people in the store that my mobile phone is missing, can you check the surveillance for me to see if someone put the mobile phone aside while I was eating, and the customer took my mobile phone away."

"Um, I thought your phone was really lost."

"How is it possible? I used it to pay when I was in Lawson. How could it be possible that such a big person can't control his mobile phone. I just looked for an excuse and looked at their monitoring system. There are only 6 grids, red Ford The rear part of the car is just on the edge of the camera, and the rear on the right side can’t be seen at all, even if you can see it at most, trust me, it’s fine.”

The more Mu Chun made Fang Ming believe in him, the more Fang Ming felt that this matter was unreliable, but a feeling of being unable to get off a tiger burned in Fang Ming's heart. Under Mu Chun's instigation, Fang Ming had a feeling that he was about to be unable to Take control of your feelings.

"Go, go, it's so cold standing at the door."

"Forget it, I'm not going." Fang Ming returned the key to Mu Chun, and Mu Chun left the parking lot with a look of contempt.

"Hey, wait for me." Fang Ming ran after Mu Chun.

Mu Chun walked forward without looking back, letting Fang Ming follow behind, and suddenly Mu Chun stopped in front of a shop.

Fang Ming took a closer look; the [Fengyun Tianxia] four-character signboard lit up half the street.

"Let's go, I want to go in and play for a while." Mu Chun said, and swaggered in, as if he was a regular visitor here.

As Fang Ming expected, this [Fengyun Tianxia] is not a serious place, but a game room.

There are crowds of people inside, people of all ages, ranging from forty to fifty years old, and the younger ones are middle school students. There are also a lot of games, and as soon as you enter, you can hear the deafening sound of various machines.

Afterwards, Mu Chun and Fang Ming could no longer talk properly, they had to shout for everything.

"How much game currency do you want to buy?" Mu Chun shouted.

"What?" Fang Ming asked.

"How much game currency?" Mu Chun repeated.

"I don't understand, I don't know." Fang Ming told the truth without fear of embarrassment. Fang Ming had never been to the game hall once when he grew up.

Since he was a child, he was busy studying, and after being admitted to the medical school, he was studying at school every day. What's more, even if he wanted to play games, he would play mobile games and online games. Fang Ming couldn't imagine that in this era when the Internet is so developed, who would play these things? .

But the scene in front of him was beyond Fang Ming's imagination—the store was full of people~www.readwn.com~ Soon, Mu Chun came back with two red baskets in his arms, "Here you are." The coin was stuffed into Fang Ming's hand.

"What do you want to play? Fighting zombies, racing cars, fighting, dancing, playing drums, catching dolls, what do you want to play?"

Mu Chun introduced it like a few treasures, and Fang Ming looked around with the basket in his hand, and saw a few young people who were playing racing cars, looking very excited.

"Walking around, racing, racing, let me tell you, when I was taking my driver's license test, I practiced my hand feeling by playing Initial D every day. Don't treat games as life or life as a game."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fang Ming to react, Mu Chun pushed him to the two empty machines, "Come on, come on, I can let you a little, and if you win my game currency today, it's all my treat. "

After finishing speaking, Mu Chun pushed Fang Ming into the cockpit again, adjusted the seat, inserted the coin, and started the car, a set of actions was done in one go.

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