At this end, under the leadership of the airport ground staff, the disabled team in wheelchairs has been brought to Jian'er's side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"These gentlemen want to sit next to you, is it okay, ma'am?" asked the little brother with a professional smile at Jian'er.

"Of course, please!" Jian Er raised her head casually, looking not very concerned.

"Thank you so much, ma'am. The very sunny looking Li Chao Jian'er showed a big smile, and then accosted Jian'er with a curious face, "Are you also from country Z? Are you here to travel to the romantic capital?" you know, for a lady, the romantic capital is definitely a place worth visiting......" took a deep breath, touched her chest with one hand, stretched out her hand at 45 degrees to the side forward, and took out a singing opera aria, "Jewelry, gorgeous clothes, the most romantic beauty and people, oh, beautiful romantic ......"

"Shut up, you're talking too much Lee!" a thick and black cross appeared on Albert's forehead, who was sitting next to Lee, picked up the crutch stuck in the wheelchair, and gently poked it on Lee's body with the head of the crutch, can't this guy stop a little?!

"I'm sorry ma'am, this guy Li doesn't have any malice, he's just too out-of-the-box, well, there's a little more nonsense. Hope it didn't bother you. Ignoring Lee, who looked like an abandoned dog with drooping ears after being poked, Albert smiled apologetically at Jane. And in Albert's disgusted words, Lee was obviously even more depressed, and people couldn't help but want to howl when they looked at it.

"It's fine. In fact, I think he's very, uh, cute. Jane smiled a little awkwardly, looking a little overwhelmed.

"Look, Albert ......" As soon as he heard Jane's "compliment" to him, Li's eyes lit up, and he immediately came back to life full of blood, and when he was about to say anything more, he was blocked back by Albert with another crutch.

"Okay, Lee, I think you should be more concerned about where your passport and plane ticket are, because you're going to board the plane in a moment. Albert said. He understood that only by diverting Lee's attention as soon as possible could he make this guy close his mouth that he couldn't close when he opened his mouth.

"Ah, yes, the ticket...... Passport...... Oh my God, where did I put them again? "After that, I just rummaged through it, looking like I was about to go crazy.

"You've got it in the front pocket of your backpack. The little brother standing behind Li couldn't stand it, and this was not the first time that this situation had been staged in front of him.

"Backpack?!" Lee's eyes flashed with confusion, and then suddenly changed to a sudden realization, "Ah, by the way, the backpack, yes, I put it there, of course I remember ......" said "Boom" and violently pulled out the backpack hanging on his wheelchair, and then unzipped its side.

"Sir, it's in the front pocket of your backpack. The little brother was speechless, with this confused energy, how did he survive so safely, God testifies, that is, his little nephew, who is only five years old, is much more organized than this guy.

"Front pocket, oh, yes, yes, front pocket!" This time Lee finally found his place, and managed to dig out what he was looking for, "Look, here it is!" A silly smile appeared on his face, and Lee looked extremely stupid at this point.

"Sir, I suggest that you take your ticket and passport in your hands before boarding, and don't let go for a moment until you successfully board the plane, okay?"

"Of course, of course!" Li Meng nodded, "Don't worry, I promise I'll hold it firmly this time!"

"Well, if the gentlemen have no other instructions, then I will take my leave. The little brother straightened the brim of his hat, "If you have anything else, you can call me or my colleagues, and we will be happy to serve you." ”

"Thank you. Several "Mr. Wheelchairs" said in unison. The little brother nodded again and left.

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In the airport surveillance room.

"Knock knock. There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in. The people in the airport surveillance room responded.

"Head. The door was opened, and the person who came in was the eager and helpful little brother from before.

"How's that, Tiger, do you sense anything wrong with those guys?" the person who spoke was none other than Jack.

"No!" said the little man, oh, we are going to call him by his first name, Tiger, and took off his hat and threw it aside, raking his hair and pulling it loose.

"Are you sure you've looked closely at their palms?" Jack frowned slightly, how could it not be?!

"Of course!" Tiger threw a 'Are you talking nonsense?' look at Jack, was he one of those young birds who had just come out of school?

"Didn't find anything at all?!" Jack looked distrustful.

"What can you find?" Tiger rolled his eyes, "I've knocked on the side, and it's said that these guys were all shooting hobbies before they had problems with their legs, and it's normal to have calluses on their hands, and they can't be used as evidence of suspicion." "After all, this foreign country is not as strict as our gun control, there are still a lot of shooting clubs, of course, there is no shortage of shooting enthusiasts, and it is normal for shooting enthusiasts to have those cocoons.

"Bunched shooting-loving handicapped?" Jack gave a mocking smile, "don't you think that's a huge flaw in itself?"

"Are you so stupid to me? I can't even think of that. Tiger replied with a look of disdain, then sighed, "I asked too, after all, it was too coincidental. ”

"Why? They gave you what you think makes sense?" asked Jack, frowning.

"Yes. Tiger nodded, "It's because of this shared hobby that they've gotten together, and the one who talks the most about the Oriental is from the same shooting club as the guy named Albert." And ......"

"And what?" asked Jack, feeling that the unfinished words that followed were the point of dispelling Tiger's suspicions.