infinite death

Almost at dawn, the brightly lit Vegas appeared in front of Zhu Jue and Sam in the middle of the Nevada desert, but as Sam said before, they should not enter the most prosperous place in the world at this time. Instead, it was only in the strange eyes of a temporary worker in a gas station outside Vegas, after filling up the damaged truck, he drove southward along the road towards San Diego, California in the southwest .

"To be honest, I'm a little worried that this car will be pulled over by the police..." Zhu Jue stepped on the gas pedal, making the two trucks emit a slightly harsh exhaust pipe roar, while talking to Sam who was still sitting beside him. Said.

"It's true... the body is okay, the damage to the cargo box is a bit too serious, and it's almost dawn now, and it's likely to be stopped by the patrolling police..." Sam leaned on the back of the co-pilot's chair, and after several After an hour's rest, although he is still a little weak now, at least his face is not so ugly, "Wait a little further, find a relatively desolate place in the desert, throw the cargo box down, there is still some spray paint under the chair, give the car Apply a little to the damaged part of the body, and it should be able to get over it..."

Zhu Jue, however, glanced at Sam at the side, as if he didn't expect him to say this: "Well... I mean, I don't have your American driver's license, visa or green card... If I get stopped, I will be deported. What should I do when I go back to China... Speaking of which, I don’t know if there is Qincheng No. [-] Hospital in this place, but now I still study there.”

Only then did Sam realize that the guy who suddenly appeared beside him was a stowaway who didn't know how he got here, and regardless of his dizziness, he quickly shouted at Zhu Jue: "Stop in front, this car I can't let you go!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jue clicked his tongue and stepped on the brakes to stop the truck to the side of the road.

Now that the car has stopped.Sam also planned to dispose of the cargo box in advance. After getting out of the car, he twisted the fixed bolt at the back of the truck to loosen the tattered cargo box, and then asked Zhu Jue to step aside from the driver's seat to operate the cargo box of the truck. The box lifter dumped the box in the gravel on the side of the road.

Then he pulled out a toolbox from under the driver's seat.Use one of the rolls of wide tape to tape all the damaged areas on the truck body with a layer of tape and flatten it, and then spray paint on the tape with the same color as the body, so that the truck can be seen at first glance. , except that it looks a little top-heavy without the cargo box behind it, it's hard to tell what's wrong.

"Half an hour wasted... I hope those guys haven't noticed anything wrong." After throwing the spray-painted gloves aside, Sam returned to the driver's seat and drove Zhu Jue to the co-pilot. Then he restarted the truck and hurried on down the desert road toward California.

It's just that it seems to be in response to Zhu Jue's crow's mouth skill.Within 10 to [-] minutes after they were on the road again, they were suddenly stopped by a policeman on a motorcycle and had to stop on the side of the road again.

"Driver's license!" The image of this policeman is so typical that it can't be more typical of an American policeman. He is a middle-aged white man in his 40s or 50s. Except for the bushy beard.There is also a pair of large toad mirrors, in the slightly open collar of the police uniform.You can also see strands of chest hair blowing in the wind.

"Is there any question?" Although he was extremely anxious, Sam stopped the car obediently and handed him his driver's license. He also knew that if he wanted to get to San Diego, the only road in front of him was available. leave words.Who knows if they will be regarded as fugitives or drug traffickers. With the virtue of the police in the southwestern United States, they may have to face helicopters and swats next. They can definitely do this kind of thing.

"Where's your cargo box?" The policeman took out a pen with a small charm from his coat pocket, took a booklet and copied down the license plate number of the truck.Then he glanced at Zhu Jue, who was barely maintaining a serious look. After all, the Chinese community is relatively common in the United States, so the policeman didn't think that this guy was actually a "smuggler".

After seeing the police copying down the license plate number, Sam suddenly became nervous. He knew that the truck’s license plate was fake. If he compared it with the police database, he would easily find this out. But he still tried his best to maintain a calm expression and replied to the policeman: "The goods we transported have just been handed over in Vegas, and the entire container has been loaded on the train to New York State... and now we are preparing to rush to the police station." Back to California..."

The police took another look at Sam’s driver’s license, and there was nothing wrong with the driver’s license, so he returned the driver’s license to Sam, and then said: “We have received reports that, apart from some accidents, some roads near Vegas have been damaged. Destroy, what do you know?"

"Is there such a thing..." Sam's forehead has begun to sweat slightly. After all, he is not a "superman" like Dong Zion or Danling Kosaburo, but just an ordinary person who works for San Diego. If the police really suspect that something is wrong... I can't ask the guy next to me to kill him, so I can only continue to say reluctantly, "Sorry, I don't have any clues here..."

"Really?" The policeman looked at the overall situation of the truck again. Although the sky was not fully lit at this time, he seemed to feel that there was something wrong with the truck besides the absence of the cargo box. Then he pressed the radio on his shoulder, ready to contact the police headquarters to check the license plate of the truck.

Seeing the behavior of this policeman, Sam almost couldn't help but took out the pistol under the seat, planning to run as far as he could after knocking him down first. This place is already close to the border of California. When others found out that something was wrong, he rushed back to Santiago ahead of time, presumably that Earl William would help him solve other accidents.

"Well, this police officer." At this time, Zhu Jue leaned over and said to the policeman, "Have you... heard of My Little Pony?"

(Where is the doctor! Where is the doctor! There are also security guards, catch this guy and go back to the sick building!)

When Zhu Jue opened his mouth, Sam thought he had something to do, but he never thought that this guy would actually talk about My Little Pony... This sounds like a cartoon that only a little girl under the seventh grade will like. name.

"Well...how did you..." But to Sam's surprise, the middle-aged man with a tough face actually let go of the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and took off his toad mirror instead. , revealing a pair of water-blue round eyes that don't match his appearance, he looked at Zhu Jue with a rather surprised look and said.

"I've figured it out, you are...Princess Celestia?" Zhu Jue pointed to the trinket on the pen held by the policeman. It was a pendant about the size of a Coke bottle cap. It was a white pony with colorful brown fur. "It's very tasteful, and I also like this loli-style grower who can see Twilight Sparkle's excellent potential at a glance."

After hearing Zhu Jue's words, the policeman suddenly looked a little unhappy, which made Sam feel nervous again. Sure enough, Zhu Jue's nonsense made the policeman angry.

"What nonsense are you, Asian yellow man!" Following the policeman's words, Sam's hand moved towards the pistol under the seat again, but his subsequent words made Sam's hand tremble, almost making him The pistol that was touched just now misfired, "Celestia and Twilight Sparkle are just a simple teacher-student relationship, she is obviously a couple with Luna!"

"Hehe...I didn't expect you, officer, to be such a lover of sisterhood... Luna and Xiaodie are a couple, okay!" Zhu Jue showed a disdainful smile at the policeman.

After the policeman heard the words, he put on the toad glasses again. After looking at Zhu Jue silently for a while, he finally stretched out his hand to Zhu Jue and said, "You know...we can seek common ground while reserving differences. I haven't found out yet, but Luna and Xiaodie actually seem to be pretty good too..."

Zhu Jue also stretched out his hand and shook hands with the policeman: "It's okay, as long as you have a heart that loves ponies like I do, you will always find wonderful new things."

"Okay, you can leave." The policeman withdrew his hand and walked towards his motorcycle again, "Although your car is a bit strange, I believe that there are no bad guys among people who like ponies !"

After the policeman rode away on a motorcycle like the wind, Sam still couldn't recover, and after a while, he asked Zhu Jue in a daze, "You...what happened just now? Are you all followers of the same cult?"

Zhu Jue smiled lightly and said, "Do you know that I have been in a mental hospital before?"

Sam couldn't understand and said to Zhu Jue: "How could I know this... Well, have you ever suffered from any kind of mental illness? Schizophrenia or mania?"

"That's right." Zhu Jue nodded, looking very proud, "It's just that the reason I was hospitalized was Hermes Syndrome." (To be continued...)

ps: I've been watching the World Cup recently... It's too much energy, but if I can do it again... I will definitely buy the football lottery where Germany beat Brazil by a big score!I might be a millionaire now!