Chapter 606 No Money for a Taxi

The appearance of the young man Anderson was undoubtedly just a small episode that could not cause any waves for such a large psychic competition.

It did not even attract the attention of the director's department. Except for a few routine close-up shots during the registration that might not be broadcast, the photographer did not waste a moment of effort.

However, the special service member who was ordered to follow Anderson and was also half a companion to prevent the naughty boy from getting into trouble found that Anderson was really like a naughty boy...

After booking a hotel for the whole day, the rest of the money was actually spent on snacks. The special service member could not help but rub his temples gently. He was about to report to his superiors that this was a greedy naughty boy.

He saw that the young man Anderson with beautiful chestnut short hair hid the snacks in the house and went straight out and ran to the National Museum.

"A naughty boy of this age would be interested in a museum?"

The special service member muttered, paused the report, and followed closely.

In order to attract extraordinary people, Mosca can be said to have done the ultimate in details.

The National Museum is free all day, all exhibitions are open, and the tour guides in the museum have been replaced by gentle and sunny young men and women.

Xiao Yu was able to enter easily and feast his eyes.

As the capital of the polar bear country, Moscow's National Museum is still very interesting.

It has collected hundreds of thousands of precious collections, including ancient artifacts with a long history.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yu looked around and didn't see any valuable items for him.

Perhaps the saber that was said to be the Tsar's sword and the double-headed eagle flag that represented the prosperous period of the Moscow Empire have certain value, but they are not mature enough. If you want to upgrade to a religious artifact, it will take at least a hundred years.

"It shouldn't be."

The short-haired boy transformed by Xiao Yu touched his chin cutely and made a serious and serious thinking.

And soon figured out the situation.

"Little friend, what are you thinking about."

At this time, the special forces team member who was tracking came over and greeted him in the disguise of a kind uncle.

Xiao Yu rolled his eyes at the uncle, secretly sighing that this guy's acting is really too bad compared to himself.

His smile is too fake, his eyes are very wandering, and his tone of questioning, can he be more professional?

It's obvious that this guy is not a good person at all!

Alas, he has no self-cultivation as an actor!

It's really a failure!

Xiao Yu complained so much, but he also knew that there are not so many professional actors in reality, and he has not been valued to the point of wasting an excellent agent.

He stretched out his white and tender little hand to point to the double-headed eagle battle flag in the glass cover in front of him, and said:

"Uncle, the glass cover is fake, right?"

"Huh?" The special service member didn't understand at first, and then came back to his senses and said: "This is a collection of the National Museum, how can there be fakes!"

"Little~ little friend." The special service member was going to continue to refute a few more words, but suddenly remembered that Anderson was a contestant who had just signed up for the psychic competition.

Although he looked young and had no money, he spent borrowed money to buy snacks.

It seems that he can't distinguish the importance.

But he is still a contestant.

Maybe he really has some skills? For example, some amazing intuition!

As a local of Moscow, the special forces have assisted the investigation team composed of the champions of the psychic competition to solve many mysterious cases in the past few years.

Although there are many exaggerations in the online reports, it is undeniable that those champions do have unique features and can find clues that have been overlooked in the subtleties!

They have indeed helped the Moscow police many times!

This is also an obvious reason why this program was selected and strongly supported.

The uncle of the special forces hesitated, stepped back, and quietly contacted his superiors to report.

Not long after, the uncle of the special forces learned an amazing news that his superiors had increased the importance of the Anderson boy.

"No way, there are fakes in the Moscow National Museum?"

The uncle of the special forces opened his mouth and looked at the chestnut short-haired boy pouting in the distance, and the double-headed eagle battle flag in the glass cover, and he was a little unable to come back to his senses.

The superior who issued the order in the second level heard the uncle's muttering and scolded:

"What are you thinking? There are certainly no fakes in the museum, but there are imitations made by skilled craftsmen."

"These imitations are not fakes, they are also genuine!"

"They are also cultural relics recognized by the state that contain ancient cultural characteristics and represent the honor of our country's long history!"

When the uncle of the special service team heard the explanation of his superior, he nodded heavily regardless of whether he understood it or not.

"Interesting."

After ending the call with his subordinate, a pockmarked major in the director's department chuckled a few times and asked someone to mark Anderson in red.

The director who was responsible for the last few shots also showed a trace of curiosity after learning about the incident. He told his assistant to remember to remind himself to observe the chestnut-haired boy carefully when evaluating today's applicants in the evening.

Because time is tight.

The preliminaries of the psychic competition are basically held every day.

Generally, the applicants for the past two days are unified and put in a large hall in the suburbs for preliminary review.

Only after passing the review can there be a chance to participate in the next competition.

Tonight is the time when the two-day qualifying rounds begin.

Therefore, the Anderson boy transformed by Xiao Yu went back to the hotel from the museum to take a short rest. After filling his stomach with snacks, he walked out of the hotel quickly and walked to the preliminaries.

This walk took almost an hour and a half!

The special forces uncle following behind was so miserable.

He kept muttering that Anderson was a little monster. Although he was so thin, he walked very fast and had amazing endurance.

In an hour and a half, he, an adult, was blushing and panting, but Anderson didn't even sweat.

Finally, the special forces uncle saw the competition venue - a large opera house that was already in a semi-abandoned state.

At the registration point, the receptionist lady who had known the situation for a long time greeted Anderson and said with a smile:

"Amazing boy, you are probably the first player in so many years to walk from the city to participate in the competition."

"Can I ask why?"

"Is it a special practice method?"

Faced with the beautiful receptionist sister, he asked curiously.

Anderson, transformed by Xiao Yu, stared at her with big watery eyes, and smiled shyly:

"I used all the money I borrowed to buy delicious food."

"I don't have money to take a taxi... I can only walk."

"But I, Anderson, am super awesome! This distance is just enough to warm up the body."

"..."

The receptionist and the special forces uncle behind Anderson smiled together.

Especially the special forces uncle, covering his trembling knees, muttering: If you don't have money to take a taxi, can't you borrow from me?

If it doesn't work, ask the big sisters on the street to act cute or something, and you can always borrow the subway fare!

My legs, they are overloaded today, will they get blood clots when they get old?

"But!"

"Although he feels stupid, this boy... seems full of mystery!"