Altar of Infinity

Liao Yin rolled down the car window and leaned on the edge of the bed to look out.

He was really worried about that Jiang Jichu.

Although he is as tall as him, even if he wears thick clothes in winter, it can be seen that his figure is thinner under the clothes, and he is not very old, probably still in college.

Such a small child with a gentle personality...

Liao Yin was thinking wildly, but the next second he saw a figure peeking out from a window on the third floor of Yunlai Mall.

The young man he was worried about removed the window glass with his bare hands, and threw it backwards, forcing the heads of the few people who approached to retreat.

Then the young man jumped from the third floor, and the bitter cold wind drew out his thin and narrow waist.

Liao Yin secretly sighed that the young man chose a good window, and there happened to be an outer glass roof on the second floor outside where he could settle.

But the young man didn't do what he expected, he jumped restlessly and couldn't land on the glass roof at all.

He thought the young man had missed, but the young man turned around in mid-air, grabbed the edge of the glass roof with both hands, swung himself forward, and landed firmly on top of a stone lion at the gate of Yunlai shopping mall.

At this moment, Xie Ji's car just arrived, the young man jumped off the lion head, pulled the car door and got into the co-pilot, Xie Ji stepped on the accelerator, and squeezed back into the driveway at a tricky angle.

Liao Yin hurriedly leaned over and praised Jiang Jichu, the co-pilot: "Little brother, you are amazing."

Jiang Jichu ignored him, and took off his hat and scarf. When the sunglasses were also taken off, Liao Yin caught a glimpse of sharpness from the end of Jiang Jichu's eyes.

It's not pretending to be indifferent, it's not because you want to take the risk of getting angry, it's like staying in the same state for too long, the fierceness carved into your bones over the years.

Xie Ji: "Is it fun?"

In just a split second, Jiang Jichu's eyes were as sharp as ice and snow had just melted: "Hot."

Restricted by the rules, Jiang Jichu cannot take the initiative to help Liao Yin escape.

But standing there as a puppet can still be done. Xie Ji took advantage of the bug in the rules and used Jiang Jichu to attract attention. He took Liao Yin to escape from the underground garage, and then returned to the ground to meet Jiang Jichu who was able to move. The two did not communicate. plans, but they know each other's thoughts clearly.

Xie Ji confirmed with Liao Yin in the back seat: "Is Erji Cemetery right?"

Liao Yin came back to his senses: "Yes."

Xie Zhi: "Yin Lin."

The phone was connected as early as when Liao Yin was watching Jiang Jichu's stunt performance, and Yin Lin's voice came from inside: "Okay, Erji Cemetery, Yin Lin's system will serve you wholeheartedly, Mr. Xie, I suggest the first intersection after 500 meters Turn left."

Liao Yin didn't have time to think about the sudden artificial navigation, so he saw a large number of vehicles catching up from the rearview mirror: "They are catching up again! Don't let them disturb Yuying's cleanliness!"

Xie Ji narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then sit still."

Xie Ji adjusted the speed of the car, seized the gap between the traffic lights and slammed the steering wheel at the next intersection, and entered the new route with a beautiful elegance.

But the media in City A are used to being arrogant, and some of them even ignored the traffic lights, and caught up amidst the braking and yelling one after another.

Xie Ji glanced at the rearview mirror calmly: "Find a route with few people."

Yin Lin: "Continue forward for 1000 meters, then turn right."

Xie Ji drove through several intersections according to Yin Lin's prompts, and left the vicinity of Yunlai Shopping Center, and the flow of people began to become scarce.

He stepped on the accelerator, and the moment the reporter's car was about to catch up, he increased the speed suddenly, and the car shot out like an arrow under his control.

The two people in the car had no choice but to hold the handle tightly, but in the next second, Xie Ji suddenly made another [-]-degree turn, and the tires and the cement floor made a harsh friction sound.

Xie Ji relied on the seat belt and the control of his body to stabilize his figure. The cold wind poured into the car through the rolled down windows, blowing his black hair messily.

The sound of the engine and the whistling wind mixed together, like a symphony played to its climax, while Xie Ji's face was calm, the corners of his lips still maintained the original curvature, and the fierce pursuit did not affect him in any way.

Holding the steering wheel with black leather gloves, they bypassed one car after another on the road. There were fewer and fewer reporters chasing them, but there were always a few people with good driving skills, perseverance and perseverance.

Xie Ji quietly maintained the speed of the car to a safe level, and waited for the two cars chasing them to gradually catch up.

They were surrounded by two cars, one red and one purple. The reporter desperately leaned out of the car, held up the microphone and shouted at Xie Ji: "Stop quickly, we are reporters from Turtle Club, I hope Mr. Liao can accept an interview."

Liao Yin: "I refuse!"

Xie Jiyang said: "He said he refused."

Reporter: "We are reporters, we have the right to interview!"

Xie Ji: "You also have the right to participate in the election, why don't you participate in the election?"

He raised his foot slightly, reduced the speed of the car just right, put on reverse gear when passing an intersection, and turned into a narrow alley at the gap.

The two reporters' cars were about to back up, and Xie Ji drove in the opposite direction before them, rushing into the nearest intersection from the same road.

They are now approaching the suburbs, and there are no cars on the main road. Xie Ji increased the speed again and drove towards a more lively place.

The two journalist cars were dizzy by him, and finally Xie Ji got into the traffic, like a fish in the water, hiding his tracks in the sea.

After confirming that no reporter followed, Xie Ji said to Yin Lin, "Please continue to work on the manual navigation."

Yin Lin: "Here we are, go straight for 2000 meters and turn right."

Yin Lin remained unaffected by staying on the flat ground. Jiang Jichu was in good health, but Liao Yin in the back seat was about to vomit, relying on the cold wind to keep him awake.

Xie Ji: "Ji Chu, bring him a bottle of water."

Jiang Jichu found a bottle of "Fisherman's Water Sweet" and threw it to Liao Yin.

Liao Yin said weakly: "Thank you."

He drank a few sips of water, and it took him a while to recover: "Thank you for your help..."

Xie Ji: "It's a little effort."

Liao Yin: "Mr. Xie's car is driven too vigorously, but it's a pity that there is no car stereo."

Yin Lin: "I heard that Mr. Liao is a singer, how about two paragraphs?"

Liao Yin: "Wait for me to slow down, slow down, in fact, there is no music during the drag racing, and it's quite cool to sing by yourself. Would you like to try, Mr. Xie?"

Inside and outside the phone, Jiang Jichu and Yin Lin exclaimed at the same time, "No!"

Liao Yin: "?"

Xie Ji: "Alright, then I'll give you a paragraph."

Xie Ji chose a song that is more suitable for this era, "Love Jiangshan More Love Beauty".

The song is a good song, there are melodious and melodious, ups and downs, but Xie Ji just sang "Thousands of soldiers fought bravely for the country, but suddenly the whole army was wiped out by a volcanic eruption", "The girl was dressing up in the mirror and accidentally slipped her eyebrow pencil." The high-end level of slipping from the throat to the sky.

At the end of the song, the car is full of silence.

Yin Lin's desperate voice sounded from the phone: "Mr. Liao, what do you think of Mr. Xie's singing?"

Liao Yin was born in a musical family, and she is also a talented person. Since she was a child, she has been exposed to a few out-of-tune at most, and later entered the music scene, and everyone around her sings better than the other.

He felt that this was more dizzying than drag racing, but facing Xie Ji who helped him a lot, he still said sincerely: "It is full of emotions and very contagious."

Jiang Jichu, the co-pilot, was shocked.

He even turned his head back in disbelief, feeling in a trance that he had lost.

Xie Ji: "This is the review of professionals, and it is of a high standard."

Yin Lin Xie Ji couldn't help himself, and said with emotion: "Mr. Xie, it's a good thing you didn't sing in the company, otherwise, Wushi would go bankrupt tonight."

Jiang Jichu: "You are not allowed to say that."

Yin Lin: "Jiang Jichu, you have to have a conscience when you are in love!"

Jiang Jichu: "Mr. Xie will not do things that harm others or benefit himself. Even if he sings, he will go upstairs and downstairs to sing in the company."

Xie Ji: "It hurts you for nothing, right?"

The three of them were joking around here, and Liao Yin recognized their identities from it. Poor... Poor observation, they are really reporters.

But judging by their skills and how much they care about the news, they don't look like reporters...

Liao Yin tentatively asked, "Are you really reporters?"

Xie Ji: "Not like?"

Liao Yin: "Not like."

Xie Ji turned around an intersection under Yin Lin's prompting: "It's true that they are all in other industries, and they work part-time for a few days for some reason."

Liao Yin became curious: "Who are those...?"

Xie Ji raised his chin at the phone: "Chemist."

Liao Yin: "?"

A chemist who can locate and navigate?

That's okay... Now that computers are developing rapidly, chemists also need to understand some computer technology.

Xie Ji signaled Liao Yin to look at Jiang Jichu: "An artist."

Liao Yin: "??"

It's a bit unreasonable for an artist to jump so skillfully from the third floor, right? !

Liao Yin: "What about Mr. Xie?"

Xie Ji raised his eyebrows: "I'm just an honest businessman."

Liao Yin: "???"

Are you really not an agent of the Bureau of Investigation or a racing enthusiast with your skills in operating and drag racing in the Yunlai Mall?

Liao Yin: "Lack of talent, talent..."

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With the route prompt given by Yin Lin, Xie Ji spent more than half an hour delivering Liao Yin to his destination.

The four big characters of Erji Cemetery run across the gate plaque, and the block letters with square shape and straight strokes are full of solemnity.

Today is still a working day, and the weather is bad. There are no people in the cemetery, and they seem to be the only few who can breathe.

Xie Ji: "Then we will go back first."

He has successfully delivered Liao Yin, so Liao Yin can call his manager and ask him to pick him up.

Liao Yin held the car door handle and hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Xie, can you wait for me... on the way back, I will tell you whatever you want to ask."

Xie Ji smiled: "Mr. Liao, I didn't send you here in exchange for anything from you."

Liao Yin: "I know, but I can see that you are all good people."

Liao Yin held a bouquet of lilies in his arms, even if Xie Ji made him fall backwards due to previous operations, the lilies were well protected.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xie Ji, showing a nostalgic smile: "And the relationship between Mr. Xie and Mr. Jiang is very enviable, it reminds me of Yu Ying."

Jiang Jichu was also holding a bouquet of bright roses, and tilted his head slightly in the direction of Xie Ji.

Xie Ji rubbed his head and said to Liao Yin: "Happy anniversary again."