Talented Young Lady

When I was driven away from the car by the foreign devil, I was chasing after him. When I was chasing the thief, I was looking for the local manager.

But I chased all the way, not to mention the local management, even the car has not been paid attention to me.

Then I went into the town, looking for the phone booth while looking for the local steward, while searching for the trash can or looking for the local steward.

But I didn't even see the shadow of the local manager.

Now, seeing the two men in police uniform and guns, they are not fake local managers. I am so excited!

I didn't realize at all that the person in charge of the local affairs actually called someone to come specially

I rushed up to them, very excited, and called out to them, "Mr. local steward, I've been robbed!"

The two local officers retreated abruptly, pressing their hands up to their waists with guns, and then one of them extended his hand to me.

I stopped again.

When I was in Bari, I heard Mr. King say that the local managers in this foreign country are not the same as ours. They bring real guns. Once they think you have the intention to attack the police, they can immediately pull out their guns and shoot you.

So, even if you have something to do with the local steward, don't get too close to them!

I stopped in a safe area three steps away from them and said with my hands, "I was robbed, my car was stolen, my money and luggage were robbed!"

The two local managers took their hands off the gun, but looked at me with a confused face.

Well, I don't think they understand me at all.

Because I speak Chinese

I thought about it, and tried to organize a sentence in English, which means to translate it into Chinese, probably: follow me.

This time, the person who brought the local steward understood.

Then he made a gesture.

The town was built along the mountain, and the roads and streets went up layer by layer, and there were stairs in the middle of each floor to go up to the upper floor.

I turn the trash can down the street one by one, but take the local steward up the stairs.

When I got to the place where my car was parked, it was just three floors up.

It took less than ten minutes to get there.

I pointed to the car, pointed to the hole in it, and said to the two local managers, "I was robbed! My things are gone! "

With that, I opened the door and took out my rental contract and handed it to the kind fellow who came up with us, who called the local manager.

Then, I pointed to the local steward, my backpack, my mobile phone, my money, my suitcase. I pointed to the place where those things were supposed to be, and made the action that someone smashed the car and took the things away.

It has to be said that human beings in different places have their own language, which leads to the invariance of communication. However, there is one thing that is the same, that is, body language.

After watching me jump around, the two local managers looked at the list of car rental, and their faces suddenly changed.

They also communicated with each other.

One of them said something to me.

I didn't understand, but I guess it was to ask if I was stolen.

I nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

And look at them hopefully.

The two local stewards muttered a lot to me, pointed down the hill and handed me the rental contract.

Then the two of them

Extremely natural and unrestrained turn around be gone!

After three seconds, I watched them walk up the stairs and laughed.

At that time, the good man stopped me.

He is also an English word, an English word to jump outside and said two words to me.

I understand no, understand the following, understand you go

Adding all the words I understood together, I thought, what he wanted to say was, let me go down the mountain and look for other local managers.

I asked him word by word, where is the man in charge?

The man pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, this time he spoke very fast, and it was obviously not an English word. I didn't understand a word.

I can only look at him with innocent, simple and pitiful eyes, and make a gesture of supplication to him.

The man sighed and began to jump word by word.

This time, I understood the local administrative bureau (because he said it several times), and then understood. He asked me to go to the local bureau, which was at the foot of the mountain.

He also said, while taking me to a viewing platform, pointing to a small town under the mountain, meaning to go there to find.

While he was making a demonstration, the phone in his pocket rang.I watched him answer the phone, a light in his head, and after he answered the phone, I prayed for his hands folded, and asked him to borrow my mobile phone.

The man's face was a little tangled, but after a few seconds of hesitation, he handed me the phone and showed me how to make a call.

I called Mr. king.

I put the phone in my ear. I was a little excited.

However, when the phone rings twice, there is no Mr. Jin's voice, but a pleasant female voice.

After staying in Barry for such a long time, I didn't learn the flower language, but I was familiar with the tone.

What's more, she still uses the same kind of mechanical sound that is similar in the world.

This means that the user has been shut down or not in the service area.

I didn't give up trying to dial again, twice, three times

It's all the same, the sweet voice of Huaguo women.

And that man's face is also more and more heavy.

I'm sorry to call again for the fifth time. After returning the mobile phone to him, I said thank you.

The man took the mobile phone and looked at it. He thought about it a little better. Then he took out a small book from his pocket, tore a piece of paper down, and then took out a pencil head in the book and started drawing with the rail.

What he drew was a straight line, and then a continuous turning line. He looked like the Impressionist paintings I saw in the Louvre.

However, I understood it miraculously!

He painted the direction of the intersection!

After he finished painting, he drew a sign of the local administrative bureau in the last place. I repeatedly said thank you.

That face also appeared that kind of expression that you finally understood, handed me the paper, and pointed the way down again.

Then he turned and left.

I repeatedly said thank you to his back and took the paper to the car.

I thought, as long as I find the local Bureau in charge, maybe the local bureau can catch the thief for me. If it's too bad, they should let me borrow the phone?

Mr. Jin can't get through to the phone. The shutdown should not be possible. If he is not in the service area, it should not be turned off.

That is to say, now he doesn't even have the power on.

I can't call him again, but I can call back home.

Since I came out with Lu Li, I have made few phone calls. To tell the truth, Miss Lin's calls are also recorded in the address book. Now I can't think of it at all.

However, I can play 110 in China!

They always tell me what to do, right?

With this expectation, I got on the car, looked at the Impressionist carefully, and then started the car and drove down the hill.