The hat that was pitted [Comprehensive]

Yuan Qian also looked expectantly at the thoughtful doctor uncle, his expression definitely reminded him of something.

Sure enough, the doctor pondered for a moment and asked, "How did Miss know about this place? As far as I know, this place is not open to the public."

Hara Chiya: "Impossible! Before I came here, I learned about the Yokohama Landmark Tower, a landmark building that can be seen from any corner of the city. The sky garden on the 64th floor is an excellent panoramic shooting point. That building And the fastest elevator in the world!"

She shook her phone, "I can find pictures that are publicly viewed on the Internet. How could it be the scenic spot that the doctor said is not open to the public?"

The uncle doctor smiled reluctantly, "Well... I have lived in Yokohama for many years, and I have never heard of the Yokohama Landmark Tower. The location where the photo was taken is a private club, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. Your picture is really taken from the Internet Did you search for it?"

Hara Chiya nodded affirmatively, "That's right. The Yokohama Travel Guide introduced it at the beginning of the introduction. The sky garden and the panoramic view of Yokohama are the focus of my sightseeing from thousands of miles away. It is absolutely impossible to make a mistake."

The doctor asked worriedly, "Is it true? There are five buildings in that location, are you sure you remember correctly?"

"..." Yuan Qian also hesitated, and frantically flicked his phone to find a strategy.

Unfortunately, young people in the information age have never had the habit of recording.

Hara Chiya's travel strategy comes entirely from Internet searches, and every time she uses it, she searches on the spot.In China, the fast flying speed of 4G can still support the willfulness of a small sloppy, but Japan's network cannot tolerate the willfulness of foreigners.Holding the phone, Yuan Qianya was silent towards the interface that could not be refreshed for a long time.

"Can't log in to the Internet?" The doctor is considerate, "Or is the travel guide lost?"

Hara Chiya put away the basically scrapped mobile phone with a heavy expression, "It should be that there is a problem with the infrastructure in Japan, and my mobile phone can't receive a signal here at all." It was fine yesterday, so why is there no signal today.

The doctor suddenly remembered something and reminded, "This is Leibo Street. There is no such thing as a signal base station. It is normal for the mobile phone signal to be poor. Leave here and you will be back to normal."

Hara Chiya's facial features have shifted a bit. Yokohama is really full of shadows of government inaction, so bad that she, a foreigner, can't stand it.

Enduring it, the warm-hearted little girl still couldn't hold it back, "I mean, your current government is not good. A tourist map is not clear, and foreign travelers can still understand it. After all, the difference between domestic counters and international counters of Japanese cosmetics is so great around the world. We all know. But why is your government more cruel to your own citizens than to foreigners?"

"Slums are so scary. I thought this kind of gathering place only existed in backward countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America, but I didn't expect Yokohama to have it?! And they kept it secret on the Internet. With this little money and energy, Is it okay to upgrade the infrastructure? There are problems with mobile phone signals, which really makes people wonder if this is still the era of the global Internet.”

Once she opened the chat box, Hara Chiya's desire to complain was endless. She felt that these things should be said to the locals, and don't always make blame very common. This kind of mentality is not conducive to social progress and national development.

Mori Ogai laughed dryly, "I think it's okay. Miss, are your requirements too strict? After all, Yokohama is an international city with a profound historical background, so it should not be treated with ordinary standards."

Hara Chiya narrowed her sharp blue eyes, "I don't think so. After all, slums, such as reverse history, have appeared. You, a high-level intellectual raising a child, let her squat at home instead of going to school. This is civilized fall back."

Following her gaze, Mori Ogai saw Alice who was following the discussion between the two.He smiled dryly and tried to force his respect, "Miss, I think your perception of Yokohama is wrong, and it's because the person who first made your first impression was biased?"

"Impossible, Dazai's conclusion is definitely not wrong." Hara Chiya retorted as a matter of course.

Mori Ogai: Did he just hear that person's name?

Now that the consultation fees have been paid in full and there is no problem with himself, Hara Chiya got up and walked out of the clinic impatiently dealing with this strange doctor.

This uncle doctor looks confused, not shrewd at all.Although the professional skills seem to be good, but the reception of people and things is so-so.

After asking about the road, I didn't make it clear where the location in the photo was in the end.The foreign girls who are close to him are very well dressed, but he doesn't care about the child's cold, heat, hunger or food, nor does he care about the little girl's future.

Really annoying.

Walking out of the cramped clinic quickly, Yuan Qianya casually put the sweater and hat on his head.

She is in a foreign country, and her force value is so low that it is close to nothing, especially since she has a face that invites trouble, so try to be cautious and hide yourself.

After realizing it, Yuan Qian also chose to take a photo of the clinic and send it to the group to show his location.

Nakahara Chuya: "Because of an accident with the colored contact lenses, I came to the clinic for consultation today. I would like to show you the exotic and black clinic style."

The dilapidated small building of the clinic.JPG.

Harsh surrounding environment.JPG.

Eye-opening slums.JPG.

After uploading several pictures in succession, and seeing the little chrysanthemum in the chat room displaying the network connection, Yuan Qianya, who was very bored, let out a "tsk" and slowly returned along the original road with his hands in his pockets.

She sighed in her heart: Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, the ancients did not deceive me.If she doesn't go abroad, she can't see the real appearance in the world of singing and dancing.

Cautiously bypassing the scene where two gangs of skinny drug addicts were on fire at the intersection ahead, Hara Chiya sighed tiredly: This is just the periphery of the slum, and the depression inside is probably even more terrifying.The last time I heard of such a scary place was in the movie "Walled City of Kowloon" from the last century.

Sure enough, there is nothing new under the sun, and the history of mankind is just a record of repeating past mistakes.

Standing on the edge of Leibo Street, overlooking this huge bowl-shaped slum, Hara Chiya felt emotional, and took another picture and sent it to the group.

Nakahara Chuya: "We live in the best of times and the worst of times. Fortunately, we have a country that protects the people."

Unknown slums in developed countries.JPG.

After walking out of Leibo Street, the mobile phone signal was restored smoothly.The chat group received the bombardment of Hara Chiya's pictures, and immediately changed from deserted to the center of the market.

"Oh my god, this is Yokohama?! This is Leibo Street?!"

"Oh, I'm dead. Please take my ashes there for burial—"

"It's too hard, it's really hard! Why isn't I standing there? I'm so jealous that I cry."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Higuchi Ichiyo: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Akutagawa-senpai used to live shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Atsushi Nakajima: "God restores! Who is this big guy working so hard? 3D models + realistic sets are so willing to spend a lot of money!"

Dostoevsky: "It's time to book a flight from Moscow to Japan."

Francis F: "Hat, do you still have photos? I will charge as much as you want. If there is a video, the price will be doubled."

Yuan Qianya looked at the scene of the explosion in the group with a bewildered expression, and question marks slowly popped up in his head.

Could it be that what she just went to was also some amazing scenic spot, similar to the Kowloon Walled City left over from Hong Kong in the early years?

But why haven't I heard of it...

Hara Chiya stood at an unfamiliar crossroads in confusion: I thought that after reading the famous works of many Japanese writers, I was already a mature person full of knowledge.However, when she walks on the streets of a foreign country, it seems that she doesn't know this country as well as her domestic friends who only follow new episodes and don't read classics?

"Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr but to--" the empty stomach protested loudly, rubbing the emptyer stomach, Yuan Qianya almost burst into tears: it was a surprise to be able to take photos that all the friends in the group were satisfied with, today's original plan is now nothing No clue——Where is she after coming out of Leibo Street?

Holding the mobile phone, Yuan Qianya uttered a soul cry: She is really not a road idiot!

...It's an accident that I can't always find my direction and destination on the streets of Yokohama.

In order to prevent himself from getting lost, Yuan Qian also decided to follow the common rule in all lost warnings: When you find that you cannot find the correct route, please stop immediately, stay in a safe place, and wait for rescue.

Hara Chiya was so relieved to ignore the experience from the search, there was a line of small words stating "Only applicable to some situations in the jungle, honestly leaning on the gazebo pole of the bus stop sign, waiting for a kind boss to appear in the group, and give her an urgent reply for help.

With nothing to do, Hara Chiya had pigtails wrapped around her fingers, looking at the bus stop signs one by one, and was fascinated by it, when suddenly someone patted her from behind.

"@￥#...)#￥@" The voice of the visitor was clear, with a milky sound at the end.

Hara Chiya tilted his head and saw the young man standing behind him observing him with great interest.

Too hungry to take out her phone, she just asked directly in Chinese, "What's the matter?"

Wearing a khaki hat and a British-style jacket, the boy pushed his glasses and said in fluent Chinese, "You are lost. Treat me to dinner, and I will show you the way, how about it?"

Waiting left and right, no matter what, they couldn't wait for the excited people in the group to calm down.Realizing that the well-meaning boss who will guide him will not appear, Dazai, who has always been reliable, temporarily releases himself, and Hara Chiya decides to rely on himself, trusting the third kind-hearted man he met in Yokohama.

"Deal. You guide me, and I provide meals." The girl with orange hair and blue eyes showed a bright smile in the sun, "Do you have a favorite restaurant?"

"Of course, I know that a soup tofu is very good!"

"Then why hesitate? Lead the way!"

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: Don't let me see the back 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

20 bottles of Physical Transcendence; 10 bottles of Homecoming and Datongmu; 6 bottles of Su Xiaofeng; 1 bottle of Chaoyan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!