My little country

The appearance of the young Lang Anderson is undoubtedly just an episode that can't make waves for a huge psychic contest.

It didn't even attract the attention of the director's department. Except for the routine close-up shots that might not be able to be broadcasted during the registration, no more effort was wasted by the photographer.

He was instructed to follow Anderson, and he was half a special service member who escorted the bear child to avoid accidents. When he discovered that Anderson was really like a bear child...

At the end of the day, except for booking a hotel, all the rest of the money was actually bought for snacks, the special service team could not help but gently rub his temples, and was about to report to his superiors that this was a greedy bear kid.

He saw the boy Anderson with a beautiful short chestnut hair. After hiding the snacks in the house, he went straight out and ran to the National Museum.

"Bear children at this age are interested in museums?"

The special service team grumbled, paused the report, and followed closely.

In order to be able to attract extraordinary people, Mosca can be said to be the ultimate in details.

The National Museum is free all day, all exhibitions are open, not to mention, the guides in the museum are also replaced by gentle, sunny young men and women.

Xiao Yu was able to enter easily and feast his eyes.

Mosca is the capital of the polar bear country, and its national museum is quite predictable.

Hundreds of thousands of treasured collections are collected, including many ancient artifacts with a long history.

It's a pity that Xiao Yu didn't see anything valuable to him.

Perhaps the saber that is said to be the Tsar’s saber, and the double-headed eagle battle flag that represents the prosperous period of the Mosca Empire has a certain value, but it owes it to the fire. If you want to upgrade to a religious artifact, you need at least century.

"It shouldn't be."

The short-haired boy Xiao Yu had lovely touched his chin, and made a serious thought.

And quickly understood the situation.

"Children, what do you think."

At this time, the amiable uncle who was pretending to be the stalking special service team came over and said.

Xiao Yubai glanced at this uncle, and sighed that this guy's acting was really bad compared to himself.

The smile is too fake, the eyes are fluttering, and the voice of this question, can you be more professional?

At a glance, you know that this guy is not a good person at all!

Alas, there is no self-cultivation as an actor at all!

It is a failure!

Xiao Yu complained so much but knew that there were so many professional actors in reality, and he hadn't been taken seriously to the point where it was necessary to waste a good agent.

He stretched out his white and tender little finger to the two-headed eagle battle flag in the front glass cover, and said:

"Uncle, are there fakes in this glass cover?"

"Huh?" The secret service team didn't understand it before, and then returned to his senses: "This is the collection of the National Museum, how can there be fakes!"

"Little ~ kid." The special service team was planning to continue to refute a few words, but suddenly thought that Anderson was a player who had just signed up for the psychic contest.

Although he looks young and has no money, he still spends borrowed money to buy snacks.

It seems to be indistinguishable.

But he is still a player.

Maybe you really have some skills?Such as some kind of amazing intuition!

As a native of Mosca, the special service team has assisted the investigation team composed of champions of the psychic contest in solving many mysterious cases in the past few years.

Although there are many exaggerations in online reports, it is undeniable that those champions do have their own uniqueness, and neglected clues can be found in subtleties!

It did help the Mosca police many times!

This is also an obvious reason why this show was selected and received strong support.

The uncle of the special service team hesitated, stepped back, and quietly contacted the superior to report.

It didn't take long for the uncle of the special service team to learn an amazing news, and the superiors increased their attention to the Anderson boy.

"No, there are real fakes in the Mosca National Museum?"

The uncle of the special service team opened his mouth and looked at the maroon short-haired boy with his mouth pouting in the distance, and the double-headed eagle battle flag in the glass cover, and some of them failed to come back.

However, the superior who issued the order in Level 2 heard the uncle's mutter and cursed:

"What do you think? Of course there are no fakes in the museum, but there are imitations made by skilled craftsmen."

"These imitations are not fakes, they are also genuine!"

"The same is a cultural relic recognized by the country that contains ancient cultural characteristics and represents our country's long-standing honor!"

The uncle of the special service team heard the explanation from the superior, no matter whether he understood it or not, he nodded and said yes.

"interesting."

After finishing the conversation with the subordinates, a Ma Zi Lian major in the director's department chuckled a few times to make Anderson marked red.

The director who was in charge of the last few shots also showed a curious expression after learning what happened, and instructed his assistant to remember that when assessing today's applicants in the evening, he reminded himself to observe the short chestnut-haired boy.

Because time is tight.

The qualifiers for the Necromancer Contest are basically held every day.

Generally, the two days of registration are unified and placed in a city hall in the suburbs for pre-selection review.

Only after the review is passed will there be a chance for the next game.

Tonight, it happened to be the beginning of the two days of qualifiers.

Therefore, Xiao Yu turned the Anderson teenager back from the museum to the hostel to take a rest. After filling his stomach with snacks, he quickly walked out of the hostel and walked to the qualifiers.

This walk is almost an hour and a half!

The uncle of the special service team who followed behind was called a miserable one.

He kept muttering that Anderson was a little monster, he was so thin and weak, but he walked fast and had amazing endurance.

For an hour and a half, he, an adult, blushed and panted, but Anderson didn't even sweat.

Finally, the uncle of the special service team saw the venue of the game-a large opera house that was already in a semi-abandoned state.

At the registration point, the receptionist lady who had known the situation greeted Anderson with a smile on her mouth:

"Mysterious boy, you are probably the first player to walk over from the city on foot to compete in so many years."

"Can you ask why?"

"Could it be a special practice technique?"

Facing the beautiful receptionist sister curiously asked.

Anderson, who Xiao Yu transformed, looked at her with big watery eyes, and smiled embarrassedly:

"I took all the money I borrowed to buy delicious food."

"I don't have money to take a taxi... I can only walk."

"But I, Anderson, I'm super! It's just a warm-up at this distance."

"..."

The sister of the receptionist and the uncle of the special team behind Anderson smiled together.

Especially the uncle of the special service team, clutching his trembling legs and knees, he muttered: If you have no money to take a taxi, can't you ask me to borrow it?

It's really not possible. Find the big sisters on the street to sell a cute one. You can always borrow the subway fare!

My legs are overworked today. Will they get blood clots when they are old?

"but!"

"Although he feels stupid, this boy...seems full of mystery!"