MTL - Psychological Control-Chapter 83

On the plane from Sydney to Tokyo, Dillon maintained a low expressionless pressure. Maybe it was the first time I went out with me to feel the atmosphere around me on weekdays. When the excuse was to board the plane to pull me away from James, he was walking behind me like a sheepdog chasing a sheep.

If I'm not mistaken, he must have muttered in a weak voice, "The hormones are too flaunting, and I can't control them." Dillon before and after the interaction felt very different to me.

To be honest, I also felt this unique territorial consciousness for the first time after participating in the speeding forward. Just like the security that he brings to people, the accompanying gifts are naturally more or less exclusive. It didn't bother me.

Before he decided to be with Dillon, Dillon showed the savvy side of man. The purposeful, negotiating dialogue of the survivor does not actually reflect how he looks in daily life. But as we stayed together longer, especially after the fast start, I found out that he was still an unspeakable man.

"Language is a problem in Japan, and even asking for directions is not that simple." I sat in my seat and looked at the travel guides and maps I bought before the flight. "Hopefully we won't give us a big problem in finding the way. On the mission clue, we were asked to arrive at Tokyo Airport and take a taxi to Meiji Jingu. This is a famous local attraction."

"I've seen some simple conversations, going back and forth, turning north-south, north-south, turning straight, and some simple interrogative sentences," Dillon responded.

"That's good, we will pack and wait for the exit as soon as the plane stops." I put the map in my hand and put it in my purse. "The stewardess here is not very good at talking, so we can't go with the first class. Now, try to run as fast as possible, at that time there will also be excuses to jump in the line where the taxi is. "

Because the flight attendants of this time are not as good at talking as before, we can only try our best to get time in the place of taxi. And Dillon has already prepared a complete sentence, telling the driver our destination and the Japanese language that arrived at the fastest speed.

"Ding Dong! The plane has landed at Tokyo Airport, at 11 am local time, and the ground temperature is 21 degrees Celsius. Please do not unfasten your seat belts and leave your seat before the plane stops." With the voice of the stewardess on the radio, After coming out, the competitors who were sitting on the plane and moving at a fast speed basically stood up regardless of their concerns and opened the luggage rack.

Cancer survivors with gentle temperament and gentlemanliness are the exception. Compared to their younger siblings Zoe and Joseph, they stand up and carry their bags. After the plane stopped, all of us flocked to the exit gate of the plane.

The fastest moves are the cowboy brothers Sam and Dean, who have benefited Dillon, and our group is second. Although we are not in the first place at this time, but I am confident that after entering the race against time, led by Dillon with pathfinding GPS function, we will still run out of the airport and hit the car at the fastest speed.

Sure enough, after the cabin door was opened, in the helpless attention of flight attendants and customs officers, the competitors who were advancing at a high speed were like horse races coming out of the cage. Running out of the long aisle to the crowded arrival hall, when Sam and Dean were looking for signs, Dillon had passed them without a pause and took me in one direction.

What I didn't expect was that, just as everyone was looking for signposts, Zoe and Joseph followed and followed us. They didn't even discuss each other, and the trust they had in us was completely beyond my expectations.

Arriving at the nearest taxi point, the long line left Zoe and Joseph behind us blankly. However, I rushed to the front of the team without hesitation, and answered the first few people who used the most proficient words on the plane to get the answer.

In fact, it is easy for contestants who are advancing at high speed to get some privileges on the road, because we have cameras with us at any time. When ordinary passers-by see the camera and shoot, they will subconsciously think that we are in the process of shooting and can not be disturbed easily.

The Japanese behind my sentence explains exactly how we are now in a state of 100,000 urgency. I hope that they can be accommodating and let us catch up with this taxi. This excuse is usually the most effective. So when Sam and Dean ran out with two models, James and Sid, Dillon and I got into a taxi and left the taxi station at the airport to go to Meiji Jingu.

When the plane landed in Japan, it was 11 am local time, and an hour had passed by the time we passed the customs security check and first got in the car to leave the airport. It's twelve noon. It's the time when most office workers prepare lunch break and go out for lunch.

Because it happened to be at the peak of traffic flow, the main roads in the urban area might be a little blocked. Therefore, Dillon specifically explained to the driver that he was not afraid of detours, and only required to take the fastest route. Finally, more than forty minutes later, we first arrived at the Meiji Jingu Shrine.

"Where are we going now?" Dillon asked me as he paid the taxi driver to help me take my luggage out of the trunk and carry it on my back. Then he turned around and continued to say to the taxi driver sitting in the driver's seat: "Driver trouble, can you wait for us here? We will be back soon."

If after getting the next clue, it was futile and time-consuming to be trapped without a car, and then caught up by other teams, it would be a waste of previous efforts. So when we have other five team opponents, all of us are on the starting line, we would rather have more wallet cars than waste time.

"Find the priest who is waiting for us at the Meiji Jingu Shrine, complete a series of worship and blessing processes according to his demonstration, and get the guard. The guard will bring the next clue." I took out the clue card I got before and took a look Answered Dillon's question.

After the driver promised us that he would wait in the temporary parking space across the road, Dillon and I picked up the bag and quickly passed through the torii, rushing in along the way that continued to the shrine main hall. The Torii is a door frame of a Chinese character door line, usually painted with red paint, which is a major feature of Japanese shrines.

The path of worship, as the name suggests, is the way of worship. Usually, people who visit the temple will walk on both sides of the road, because the center of the path is left to God. Because I don't know if it will be the beginning of blessing from here, Dillon and I were very careful to walk on both sides of the road. Wouldn't it be another big mistake if the clergyman waiting there told us to come down and take another walk.

As we approached the end of the road, as we approached the shrine to worship the temple, we saw a man in a white priest suit and a black high hat standing in front of the Shusui house. Under his introduction, although he didn't quite understand, but imitated his movements, we completed the cleansing session.

Bidet is actually using a spoonful of water that he scoops up in a handwashing house to complete mouthwashing and hand washing. Then we followed the priest to make a ritual before worshiping the temple, then climbed up the steps of the temple and approached the cash box, and threw the sesame oil of the five-yuan yen coin into the box. Finally, the next step shook the rope of the bell in front of the shake cash box, which told the gods that we should come to worship.

Finally, bow twice in the hall of worship, lift your palms to your chest, and pat twice with your hands as if you were worshipping Buddha to complete a series of worship rituals.

After the visit, the priest in traditional Japanese costumes took out a small sachet-like guardian and gave it to us to signal us to open it.

"For the roadblock mission, go to Uehara High School, the most famous bow school in Tokyo, to complete the archery mission. The target of the ten arrows is completed three times. People with good arms and vision will be more powerful in this mission." After reading out the note from Zhong, I subconsciously looked at Dillon.

Gongdao has never seen anything like this on TV, so there is no chance to try it for yourself. Even if I didn't dare to boast that Haikou could complete the task efficiently, I subconsciously looked at Dillon, who is more skilled in gun design.

Although Dillon completed a roadblock task in the last stop in Sydney, the show crew did not require one person to complete it twice in a row. So if he is more confident, I can take the next roadblock task. After all, there are five good opponents behind us at this time to catch up, it is better not to delay.

Maybe I understood the meaning in my eyes, Dillon nodded and said, "I'll do the roadblock task this time, first go down to the driver to see if he knows Uehara High School."

As soon as we got the clue guard from the clergyman, Zoe and Joseph had already arrived in the hand water house, followed closely by the black and white matching couple Tevez, which we were not familiar with And Vera. As we stepped down from the torii, we saw Sam and Dean arriving a little later.

I haven't seen James and Sid, and David and Kurt and son. But even if only three groups caught up with us, it is enough to reflect today's situation. Each team is biting so tightly that it is not time for us to relax.

Thanks to the previous plan to let the driver wait for parking on the other side of the road, because the tourist attractions are precisely where there are many taxi rides, the few taxis that are sparsely pulled are simply not enough for passenger demand. As we approached the taxi driver who was waiting for our agreement, we saw a few waves of people asking.

With a taxi almost equivalent to the chartered car, it took almost another hour to finally reach Uehara High School in another district. 2k novel reading network