Out on the ground, the clown stands in front of the Hankyu department store. I still habitually stick to the wall and stand, probably no one to follow is aboveboard, right? The clown stood unmoved in the middle of the crowd. Before long, the clown turned in the direction of the new bridge, and I was still hurrying to follow. The clown who was heading for the new bridge seemed to remember something and returned to my direction without thinking. He swaggered past me and entered the stairs to the underpass. Of course I followed. Now he's heading in the direction of the clear sea. On the way, he stood in front of a chocolate stone pillar and thought for a long time. This is right below the Ginza Road, and just above it is Sanai or Wako! The jester became discomfited at the crossroad of fourth street, and for some unknown reason, hurried to the exit marked "a7" to the ground. Because of the crowd, I became bolder and tailed only five meters behind the clown. Out on the ground, right in front of the Mitsukoshi Department Store, a bronze hero was crouching on a marble base, staring coldly at the crowd. Once again, the clown turned back in my direction as if he didn't know what to think. I was terrified. This time he would grab my collar and ask me why I was following him. What should I do? And now there's nowhere to run. He brushed my right shoulder and strode nonchalantly. He seemed to be absorbed in something, as if he were possessed, and all the scenery around him had nothing to do with him. Back in the underpass, the clown turned to the direction of Jingqiao and climbed up the stairs to the exit with "A12", but he did not go directly to the exit, but lingered in the stairwell for a while. So far, I have followed him and watched him without too much failure. Before long, he climbed the stairs quickly and disappeared on the ground. I deliberately waited before going up in case he caught me at the corner. Out of the ground, the clown did not go far. He was apparently stranded in front of the zebra crossing by the heavy traffic and the crowded crowd. It seemed that he was going to cross the road. There was an incredible scene in front of me, walking between the tall buildings I was used to, a clown who seemed to be isolated from all living beings, and the whole Ginza was like a huge scene made for an absurd play in an instant.. This reminds me of the lack of funds for drama schools. When the clown finished crossing the road, I hurried to follow him. As usual, the clown drew strange eyes from the people around him. When I had no time to think about what kind of plot arrangement I could have, I was in a hurry to catch up with the clown who was going to the direction of Jingqiao. The clown lurched to another stop in front of a shop. It was a shop that surprised me for a moment. An old and small hat shop with a sign saying "Tiger House Hat Shop". I was not surprised by the decrepitude of the shop, but by the very fact that there was a hat shop in bustling Tokyo. Because I am too far away from the hat shop, the scope of observation is limited, hats seem to be all men, collapsible pallet box ,plastic pallet manufacturer, except for hunting geese and mountain hats, the whole glass window gives people the feeling of returning to the ancient times of Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Although the wooden frame on the glass window is old, it looks like a work of art. The black pillars of the shop are also made of ancient boulders, and the whole shop itself is an antique of great artistic value. In front of such a shop, the clown once again thought hard for a long time. The clown turned right and walked toward me, who was standing in the shadows, and disappeared at the entrance of the nearby underpass. Tracking him down, I saw him walk back to the vicinity of Ginza Fourth Street, and then turn right in the direction of Hibiya, that is, back to the direction he had just come. The clown's gradually heavy, dance-like steps, and his mind must be preoccupied with something that takes away the rest of his thoughts. ※ Bangchui School Jingxiao e-book ※ The Joker stands again in front of the ticket vending machine on the subway Marunouchi Line. Put in a coin and buy a ticket for the shortest interval. While he was waiting to enter the ticket gate, I also bought a ticket. He was standing on the platform of the Marunouchi Line in the direction of Ogiwa. I guess he must be going back to Shinjuku. However, things were not as I had imagined. He took the Marunouchi Line and got off at Kasumigaseki, which was only one stop away. Out of the ticket gate, the clown went to the long corridor, as if it were the direction of the old valley line. I stopped warily. Maybe he was going to change at the platform on the Hibiya Line. Otherwise, he was just passing the platform. He did not stop to rest until he reached the billboard that read "Chiyoda Line". The underground of Xiazhiguan, where the three-line subway meets, is like a maze. If it's on the ground, it's about one stop away! I really can't figure out what the clown is doing? I followed the clown through the ticket gate of the Chiyoda Line, and an old narrow cluster like a shopping street appeared in the underground passage. I often take the subway, but I never knew that there was such an old-fashioned shop street in the underground of Xiazhiguan. Finally, at the end, there were only two staircases in front of us, straight ahead and in front of us. Without hesitation, he climbed the stairs to the exit that read "C4". Only then did I make a small discovery. The clown has a small piece of paper in his hand. Because the note was so small, it was just hidden in the palm of my hand, so I didn't notice that he was acting according to the note. The clown ascended C4, surrounded on all sides by a staircase with white, brand new marble walls. Halfway through, the clown stopped in the middle of the stairs, and from me, he could only see his water-red pajamas and black shoes. The clown looked at it for a long time, and I waited patiently for the clown's next action. If the clown walks out of the ground,collapsible pallet box, I think it should be Guanting Street and Hibiya Park. But contrary to my expectations that he would go there, the clown returned to the underpass where I was standing 180 degrees and began to descend the stairs. Only then did I really panic and look back at the underpass. There was no one except a row of shops. When I couldn't think of any reason to follow, the clown's shoes clattered mercilessly. binpallet.com