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San Yueqi, who was following behind An Yi, also paused: "Ah, I see you are walking so decisively, you already know how to get to the downtown area."

"It doesn't matter. Look at the city plan. There's a main road running from north to south. You can't get lost."

"……walk slowly……"

An Yi and his group strolled around Beloberg.

Unlike in the original film, the actual Belloberg is apparently much larger.

If you go deep into the streets and walk around randomly, it's easy to get lost.

Fortunately, Beloberg's urban planning is pretty good.

The few of them walked along the main road and soon arrived at the center of the administrative district.

The underground passage to downtown is just ahead.

But the entrance to the passage has been blocked, and a Silver Mane Iron Guard is guarding it.

He told everyone with his eyes: "Let's explore the area below later."

Although with everyone's strength, there is no pressure to force their way through.

This would attract unnecessary attention, and the people who had already decided to keep a low profile decided to find another way.

And even if you really want to force your way through, you have to choose a dark and windy night. No one would blatantly force their way through the checkpoint in broad daylight.

The impact is too bad!

"It seems that I can't get out through the formal channels." Dan Heng frowned.

An Yi was not surprised at all. He had anticipated this situation and tried to persuade him, "It's okay. The road is dead, but people are alive. There is always a way to get down."

"It looks like we won't be able to go down for a while. How about we just walk around first and take a look at the local customs and culture?" March 7 suggested, raising the camera in his hand.

Dan Heng shook his head: "You guys go ahead, I'll keep an eye on it here and find out when they change shifts."

Dan Heng was as ruthless and taciturn as ever. He bought a newspaper from the newsstand nearby, leaned against the newsstand to hold the newspaper in front of him, and occasionally glanced at the movements of the Silver Mane Iron Guards.

Just like the robbers in police movies who scouted the area beforehand.

specialized!

Even Yanzu would have to say something authentic after seeing this.

"Okay, call me if you have any questions."

San Yueqi took Xing for a walk and took photos along the way, and Anyi also walked and took photos.

Soon the three of them arrived at the foot of a giant sculpture.

The Eternal Winter Monument.

The monument consists of two parts: gears symbolizing knowledge and industrial power, and blue earth crystals symbolizing cold waves. The combination of the two can well represent the city image of Beloberg.

March 7: "Look, that ice sculpture, its shape is so unique, it seems to fit in with this city inexplicably."

An Yi: "I think it's not ice. It's quite warm in this city."

March 7: "That's true. Hey, there seem to be a lot of kids gathered over there, and they seem to be introducing it. Let's go and listen."

An Yi took a look and found that it was Pera. She seemed to be acting as a tour guide for the children, telling them the significance of the Eternal Winter Monument.

No matter what moment it is, the education of children is the most important. If historical culture loses its inheritance, the civilization will gradually decline.

An Yi and his friends arrived just in time. Pella's introduction had not started yet and she was introducing herself to the children.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the intelligence officer of the Silver Mane Guard and the temporary guide of the "Beloberg Historical Tour", Pelageya Sergeyevna."

"Just call me Pera."

"Pei~la~sister~sister~"

These long tones are unique to children and can usually only be heard during group recitation in elementary schools.

There is a kind of magic that makes people put aside their pride and want to follow along without even realizing it.

Want to learn!

But I'm a grown-up now, I can't...

An Yi still restrained himself, suppressed the idea of ​​repeating the grade, and at the same time suppressed the restless Xing.

The three of them stood behind a group of children, listening silently to Pera's explanation.

"This is the Eternal Winter Monument. It was erected to commemorate the great city builders."

"The builders are followers of the star god Klippo. They foresaw the crisis, built high walls, established Beloberg, and preserved the flame of human civilization. Until now, they still manage the city."

"..."

Pera quickly told the children the history of the sculpture and took them to the next location.

Sanyueqi dragged Xing along to join in the fun.

An Yi did not go because his attention was attracted by a trash can on the corner of the street. He tiptoed to the trash can and stared at it.

As we all know, as long as there are residents living in a city, domestic waste will naturally be generated.

In order to keep the city clean, public trash cans came into being.

Unlike ordinary trash cans, the trash cans in the Beloberg Administrative District have an inexplicable attraction.

It contains everything, from household garbage to rare treasures, from frustrated love letters to Guo Jia's secrets.

But no matter what, it shouldn't move, right?

If I saw it correctly just now, this trash can definitely moved!

Sure enough, as soon as An Yi stood still, he saw the trash can moving again.

I saw the trash can on the corner of the street moving slowly forward, but because it couldn't see anything, it hit the lamppost next to An Yi with a bang.

Then the lid of the trash can lifted up a little, as if to confirm what it had hit.

Then, the trash can seemed to have seen something horrible. It gently closed the lid, turned 180 degrees, and began to slowly crawl backwards.

"Stop!" An Yi shouted.

Hear the sound.

The trash can shook violently at first, and then two legs grew out from the bottom of the can and started running wildly.

Seeing this, An Yi couldn't help but smile.

Isn’t this my best buddy—Uncle Cold Legs, Old Sambo!

I just happened to need someone to lead the way to the downtown area, you really came as a timely help.

Chapter 72: Old Sambo's Flexible Moral Bottom Line

Three minutes ago,

Sambo had just escaped from the Silvermane Guard's cell.

By the way, I took away one of the Iron Guards' breakfast, two Beloberg sausages.

"Cricket Silver Mane Iron Guard, you want to trap me in an iron barrel and float on the road, but it's not that easy!"

"As for the train crew, when I return to the downtown area and reorganize the script, I must give them some serious arrangements and have some fun."

Sambo walked stealthily on the street with a trash can on his sleeve, chewing a sausage and planning his plans for when he returned to the downtown area.

bump--

Did I hit something? My flawless camouflage needs to be improved. Maybe I should add a small window.

Sambo stuffed the remaining half of the sausage into his mouth, then propped up the lid of the trash can with both hands, ready to check the status.

It turned out to be a lamp post. Next time, I will try to walk on the inner side of the road...

Hmm? This guy looks familiar.

so weird……

Take another look.

……

After confirming the identity of the man in front of him, Sambo silently closed the lid of the barrel.

I silently said to myself: "You can't see me, you can't see me, I'm just an ordinary trash can passing by."

Old Sambo had a trash can on his body and was moving backwards little by little, wanting to cry but without the tears.

I was originally planning to go back to the downtown area to avoid the limelight, but how come I ran into this guy again so early in the morning.

"stop!"

Hearing the sound, Sambo, who was hoping for a lucky thief, immediately stood up and ran away at the speed of Jingle Bells.

But because the trash can was covering his upper body, he couldn't run fast.

After a while, Sangbo was kicked by An Yi onto the bucket, and both he and the bucket rolled on the ground.

The barrel is round and the road is flat, so it rolls for dozens of meters.

Now, Sambo felt like the clothes in a washing machine, and was dizzy on the spot.

When Sambo woke up again, he found that he had been taken to a small alley by the train crew and was surrounded.

"Isn't this our good brother, Old Sambo? What a coincidence, we meet again so soon, we are really destined to meet each other~"

An Yi smiled and patted Sangbo on the shoulder.

"Yes... yes." Sambo Koski swallowed hard and squeezed out a sentence.

He didn’t know if it was because An Yi’s smile was too kind, or because the sausage he had just eaten was too dry, but Sangbo just felt his throat tighten and he was unable to speak.

Ahaha! You are watching! You must be watching!

Although I, old Sambo, like to have some fun sometimes, it’s not a crime serious enough to this extent!

At most, I have raised the anti-fraud awareness of the entire Beloberg population with my own efforts.

From another perspective, it can even be considered a good thing.

Could it be that An Yi was sent by Aha to mess with me?

Sambo looked at the smiling face in front of him and felt as if he had suddenly received the true teachings of Aha, but only a part of it - the embarrassing part...

"I didn't expect to see you so soon. You were taken away by the Silver Mane Guards yesterday. I was really worried~"

You're worried about me? Thank you so much. If I didn't remember how I was caught, I would have been moved to tears!

Sambo's teeth were about to break, but he still explained with a smile: "Hey, the Silver Mane Iron Guards' wanted list for me was just a misunderstanding. Look, I've been released. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you heroes. If there's nothing else, old Sambo will be leaving first..."

"You can't go."

"You can't go!"

Upon hearing this, he looked up and saw that Danheng and Sanyueqi had already blocked the entrance to the alley tightly. Sangbo felt nervous.

What, do you really want to fight me, Sambo Koski?

Do you have this ability?

What? You really have it!

What else is there to say?

The reason why I, old Sambo, have achieved what I have today is thanks to this flexible moral bottom line.

Thinking of this, Sangbo suddenly understood. He rubbed his hands and said flatteringly with a smile on his face:

"Hero, I guess you guys have something to ask Old Sangbo, just give me your instructions. I'm so lucky to be able to help you guys."

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.

"Oh, you are indeed our best brother." An Yi quickly took off the trash can from Sangbo and put it aside, then helped him up: "Hurry, get up, the ground is so cold."

How cold is it? Not as cold as I feel!

I’m afraid there will be heavy bleeding this time!

Old Sangbo was now counting his own small treasury, considering how much he would have to pay to get An Yi to let him go.