"Oh my god, where did all these crows come from?"
Seeing the flock of crows circling in the sky, Ansheng couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face.
The flock of crows blocking the entrance of the terminal and the parking lot above wasn't just thirty or fifty in number. A rough estimate suggests there were two or three thousand, akin to a black cloud pressing down on the terminal exit.
Of course.
Situations like this, Ansheng had seen before when living in the mountains, but now it's the dead of winter, and the temperature in the Imperial Capital has already dropped below freezing. There's no reason for crows to come out in such weather.
Unless..... someone deliberately organized it.
"Xiaolan, don't stick your head out....." Ah Qing, seeing Huhu's scarf poke out its head, immediately covered the fox's head with a stern face and said:
"If you step out of this door, tonight you'll have to sleep on the living room sofa...."
