Customs, Immigration and Exit Administration.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, staring at herself in the mirror attentively. Mire Okura's face switched from time to time with a sweet smile, a seductive smile, a pure smile, a pitiful smile, a dignified and virtuous smile...

If you can appear here, no matter what appearance, figure, temperament, Misuzu Okura is undoubtedly the best choice.

As predicted when leaving, as soon as they entered the customs, the police in Country Z directly quarantined and stranded their gifts.

Next, there was neither interrogation nor expulsion, nor of course, nor abuse. From the first moment he entered Z country land, 72 hours have passed, and Mirei Okura was locked in this suite, and no one communicated with her.

The room is not too high-end, but it is quite exquisite and clean, with very complete facilities. The lounge is equipped with treadmills, TVs, massage chairs, and even a pool table, books, computers, game consoles... and various entertainment equipment also fill the entire study.

No one communicates with him, and no electronic devices or networks.

Such a life may be unbearable for many people.

However, this is an extremely rare time to adjust for Mire Okura who joins the artists firm early, receives strict training, and is accustomed to strict management.

There are 7 days left...

Looking at the clock, Mirei Okura counted the approximate time predicted by the firm.

There are 7 days left, I must adjust myself to my best condition!

Mire Okura remembers what she said to herself when she gathered:

As long as you can squeeze into Wu Qingchen's side, your younger brother, parents, close relatives, and yourself - if you leave Wu Qingchen's side - any conditions can be met!

Crush to Wu Qingchen's side. This is the only request of the firm and the bureaucrats, and they do not need to do anything that may cause dissatisfaction with Country Z or Mr. Wu Qingchen.

This condition is of course very generous.

However, for Mire Okura, who has yearned for a gorgeous stage since childhood, has been willing to receive strict training and strict contracts, the gathering of global gazes has made Mire Okura even more eager.

Now, as long as you can squeeze to Mr. Wu Qingchen, even if it only takes one day, no, even if it only takes one night, you can immediately gain 7 billion people's attention!

As long as you think about this temptation, Mire Okura will feel hot all over.

If there was a gentleman with horns on his head and a scent of sulfur on his body, who claimed that he could help Mire Okura fulfill this desire, she would immediately sign her name without hesitation.

Okura, you must work hard! Work hard!

Mire Okura cheered herself up, and another thing the bureaucrats said also gave Mire Okura a little more hope: With the years of cultural exports in Japan, many East Asian men like light and soft partners.

According to the valuable information collected by Japan's efforts and losing a large number of people, Mr. Wu Qingchen also has many works on similar subjects in the document!

Okura, you must work hard! You must seize the opportunity! You must know that when you sign a contract with the firm, you are going in this direction!

“Tu tu tu tu…”

The door was knocked.

Huh? Mirei Okura turned around in surprise.

"Tu tu tu..." The door was knocked again.

Although he didn't have a key and didn't know that he was the owner of the room, Mire Okura still reacted and said softly: Please come in.

The door was pushed open.

Several police officers walked in.

"Miss Mirei Okura, do you have time?" the leading police officer said in skillful Japanese: "Now, there is something related to Mr. Wu, and you need your help."

Oh my God! I actually chose me!

Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! I actually chose me!

Become famous!

Savior!

Japanese national treasure!

Global Idol!

A series of wonderful titles instantly surged into Mirei Okura's heart.

"Glory...it's so great." Mirei Okura tried her best to suppress herself. She wanted to show her sweetest smile, but the expression on her face was a little distorted no matter how she looked.

Ten minutes later.

Walking out of the suite, Mire Okura was surprised to see that the doors of many suites were opened in this enclosed building.

On both sides, in the corridor opposite, there are two or three graceful and elegant girls on each floor, who walk towards the elevator under the surveillance of the police.

Mire Okura also walked towards the elevator.

In the elevator, Mirei Okura suddenly realized that entering the elevator and the girls who just appeared in the corridor seemed to have a common feature.

——All of them are relatively small.

It turns out that what the firm told me was true?

Warriors in the intelligence community, thank you for your sacrifice, please continue to bless me!

Good at wearing high-waisted pants, accustomed to stepping on the inside to increase height, proficient in makeup, good at changing expressions, and clothes change age...

What else is there? The police officer who led the team quickly opened the minutes of the training team:

Ah, I almost forgot!

Those perverts with completely opposite appearance and gender are all masters in these aspects!

Fortunately, those bastards had not had time to deport...

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Akerry Village, 57 kilometers away.

Baron Corner of Akford, 21 km away.

Half the hills were halfway up, a small team slowly climbing up.

The team consists of two cows, two cars, three horses, dozens of people, and a large number of poultry and livestock.

A knight with a wide body, a big body covered with an iron mask and a chain mail, rode a tall war horse and walked in the middle of the team.

Beside the knight, two attendants, holding horses and wearing chain armor, looked around with vigilance.

In front and behind the three upper class, seven or eight soldiers carrying spears with precious iron spear tips on the top and covered with leather armor on their chests, slowly advancing.

Behind the team, three soldiers drove away a large group of men in ragged clothes, bruised noses and swollen faces, and their hands were tied into a string by a long rope.

Several experienced farmers landed at the end of the entire team, driving goats, geese, cows, and cars dragged by two oxen. The cars were piled up in a mess with tents, water bags, buckwheat, peas, baskets, farm tools, two wounded men, a corpse, and a small handful of not honest people, who were noisy and clamoring all the way, and finally they were caught and tied up.

After climbing over the hills, a hillside that was much higher than the hills appeared in front of everyone.

It was almost dusk, and a huge shadow cast on the top of the hillside, covering the entire team.

Looking at the direction of the top of the hillside, the source of the huge shadows, the top people, soldiers and farmers in the team were all excited, and their tired steps immediately became a little lighter.

"ah……"

Looking at the tall creation in front of him, the captives were stunned, and several of them called out involuntarily.

"Ph!" The saliva and the spear fell on the captive who made a sound at the same time: "Stop, thief!"

The attendant on the right glanced at the soldiers who took action with admiration.

This is Fort Collins.

The center of the entire Fishgard parish, one of the fifteen pillars of the church, could it be blasphemed by humble thieves and dirty calls.

At this time, the castle had discovered the team.

From afar, the bell that warned the inside of the castle came.

The leading knight waved his hand, and a servant turned over and rushed over.

After about ten minutes, the rhythm of the bell slowed down a lot, but it did not stop.

In about twenty minutes, the team arrived at the top of the mountain and stopped at a distance of dozens of steps from the castle.

This is a majestic castle.

In front of it, the tiny mortal must look up.

The castle is extremely tall, and is several times taller than the wooden house with the most wealthy family.

The castle covers a very wide area, and from one end to the other, the tallest farmer will have to walk for a long time.

Its exterior wall has no wood, and most of its locations are made of mud blocks with extremely strong viscosity and tight pressing, and the base is laid by unimaginable stones.

The towering viewing platform and the square stack of arrows exudes a terrifying atmosphere, with mossy walls and pothole-burning towers telling the long history.

Several soldiers surrounded two young men and appeared in the tower.

The young man standing on the left waved downwards: "Teacher, are you?"

The knight slapped his horse, took off his iron mask, raised his head and said, "Yes, Lohalin."

"Sorry, teacher."

The young man named Lohalin still looked at it carefully.
To be continued...