Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 546 Intuition
After the commissioner left, the bald man who had been scratched at the back of the head stood up, but spoke Chinese: "He's gone, we should have successfully passed."

"It should be, Boss Caesar, you acted really well just now." Lu Mingfei got up from the bed and gave Caesar a thumbs up.

Not many of them knew German and French, and Caesar was one of them. He touched the back of the scratched head and showed a helpless smile. The others also got up from the bed and began to prepare for the next one. plan.

"Transfiguration can only last for an hour. Now let's hurry up and rest, and leave early tomorrow morning." Chu Zihang's appearance became worse again. He leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed and shook his dizzy head.

If the commissioner had been more careful, he would have found that these bald heads were all a little scribbled, almost as if they were carved out of a mold, and the tattoos on their bodies were all camouflaged with tattoo stickers.

"But why is it bald?" Elizabeth asked curiously, touching her bald forehead.

Chu Zihang closed his eyes, and explained in a low voice: "Because changing hair is very troublesome, it's best to be bald."

"It's very straight." Nuonuo nodded beside him, and then pulled Elizabeth over: "Okay, Miss School Manager, Chu Zihang needs to rest. Let's get him something to eat."

The two girls with bald heads and the man's body ran out to find the boss to order lunch. After eating, they cleaned up the smell in the room. The men and women were separated, and they stood guard while resting.

However, the executive department, who did not find Chu Zihang and the others, set up checkpoints on the edge of the town and began to search for passing vehicles. They also set up a tight protective net around the town and started a dragnet search.

But this group of painstaking commissioners didn't realize that their target was enjoying a leisurely meal in the hotel, and they were struggling to find Chu Zihang and others in the surrounding fields.

In the early morning of the next day, the dazed homestay owner drove five bald heads towards the edge of the town in his broken car.

The boss's car is a large van, the rear seats have been removed to pull goods, the air in the car is filled with the smell of onions, Lu Mingfei shrinks back, and his weapon is in the piano case behind him .

As the owner of a homestay, and in a small town that is dominated by tourism, the owner has a lot of things that attract literary youth, from wooden folk guitars to Günter Grass's novel "The Tin Drum".

According to the boss, this is for taking pictures of those tourists.

On the main road in and out of the town, several commissioners disguised as policemen kept their eyes peeled and meticulously checked the passing vehicles.

"Sorry, we're catching fugitives..."

"I know, I know, a guy said the same thing yesterday." The boss interrupted the other party's words angrily, with bulging veins on his forehead, and roared viciously: "Do you know what he did? He pointed a gun at I!"

"I swear, I will go back and complain about you black dogs who are acting recklessly!" The boss's face was flushed. People from the small town protested at the gate of the police station.

The commissioner who came to inspect looked a little childish, he showed a embarrassed wry smile, and then said to the boss: "Sorry, our colleagues were a little too impatient before, those fugitives are very vicious, and we have been chasing them for a long time."

"Oh yes, what did they do, it's worth your time to dispatch?" The boss gave the other party a false look and asked unhurriedly.

The commissioner leaned against the car, with a teasing smile, and said with his fingers: "Arson, terrorist attacks, and child molestation."

"How are these three charges linked together!" The boss was stunned, and a trace of surprise appeared on his weather-beaten old face: "It's really scary, then you have to catch them quickly."

Seeing the boss chatting happily with the commissioner, a muscular bald man sitting in the co-pilot couldn't help saying in broken French: "Hurry up, we're still waiting to go to Germany."

"Here, my guest can't wait any longer, can you let us pass?" The boss pointed to the side and said helplessly.

The commissioner looked at the sturdy bald man next to him. He was still wearing a black vest in this autumn day, revealing his neck and shoulders covered with tattoos. He didn't look like he was wearing a human skin mask at all.

"Then can you open the trunk? I'll take a look at the people inside." The commissioner said to the boss with a half-smile. A few people in the back row.

At that moment, the surrounding sunlight was a little bit brighter. The commissioner looked at the big bald and small bald heads in this carriage, and was a little speechless. He was relieved immediately. The more exposed skin the human skin mask is, the easier it is to pass through. Look at the veins and pores on the bald heads of this group of people, and you will know that it is not a fake.

"Let's go, you can go." The commissioner waved his hand, motioning for the teammates in front to let him go, and took a photo of the boss's license plate, preparing to add it to the mission log later.

The van slowly drove away from the checkpoint and headed for the German-French border in the distance.

Due to the Schengen agreement between Germany and France, they do not have entry customs, and they only need to drive across the border to walk from France to Germany.

The town is not too far away from Germany. During the period, several people supplemented with transformation techniques a few times and passed several inspections before letting them go. From a distance, the border between Germany and France can already be seen.

At this moment, Chu Zihang, who was sitting on the co-pilot, froze, turned his head and said to the people behind him: "There is still an inspection ahead, he is a guy we know."

"Is it from the Student Union or from the Lionheart Club?" Caesar grinned and asked with a smile, "Is it my dad who came in person?"

Chu Zihang shook his head, controlled the owner of the homestay next to him with a charm, and said in a low voice, "It's Finger and Ling, Lu Mingfei, sit inside, so you don't get caught."

Lu Mingfei nodded and moved towards the middle of the car, feeling a little apprehensive. Considering that both Ling and Finger had lost their memories of the past, it was still a big question what they would think of him who had betrayed the secret party.

Zero and Finger had been guarding the border for a day. As students, they had the lightest task and guarded the outermost line of defense. Because of this, Finger, who was usually dissolute, was a little casual in checking.

"Brother, open the door, and I'll just take a look." Fingel said to the boss with a cigarette in his hand, and the boss obediently opened the door, revealing the people in the back row.

"Okay, okay, let's go, those guys are definitely not bald." Fingel glanced inside, and waved his hand casually to signal to let him go.

The van was getting farther and farther away. Suddenly, Zero pulled Rafinger's lapel, and said in a tone without any ups and downs:

"They're in that car."

"how do you know?"

"A woman's intuition."

(End of this chapter)