"Can you drive faster?" said Misa Narita, sitting in the back.

"Hey ma'am, if you're willing to be a lady, please don't explode into foul language, okay?" Mizuma said with a smile on her face.

"My lady, your uncle!" said Misa Narita angrily, as she had seen several passers-by leisurely passing the car while looking at it curiously.

That's right, Mizuma Moon drove along the side of the road like a turtle little by little, and even if you walked, you could easily overtake it.

Narita Misa even knew for the first time that the car could move at such a slow speed, and what was even more terrifying was that Mizuma Moon drove like this for half an hour, and it was a full 500 meters out, and there was no traffic police to control Mizumatsuki.

"I've said I'm not very good at driving, who told you to leave the driver in Yamanashi?" Mizuma said leisurely, not at all revealing that he had tons of hostility towards Narita Misa.

"Are you going to die if you press the gas pedal too hard?" exclaimed Misa Narita.

"Hmm...... I'll try. As a result, the car seemed to jump and stopped.

"Huh?" Mizumatsuki looked dazed, "Why did you turn off the fire?"

"You go to the back to see the prisoner and show the way, I'll drive!"

"Ma'am, I at least have a driver's license, do you have a driver's license?" Still in an unhurried tone, Mizuma Moon was 'trying' to get the car on fire.

"You have a driver's license and you paid for it, I have a driver's license and I took it myself!" shouted Misa Narita.

"What about the driver's license?" Mizuma gave up the ignition, turned her head and looked at Misa Narita with glowing eyes, as if she really wanted Misa Narita to drive.

"Leave it at home. “

"Then I'm sorry, I think the respected comrade traffic police will not let someone who can't get a driver's license touch the steering wheel. Mizuma said with a smile.

"Huh. “

"Of course, if you want to go home and get it, I can wait. Mizuma said.

"Forget it. “

Mizuma Moon continued to drive the turtle car leisurely.

"Ah, it's a traffic jam. Mizumatsuki looked at the mountains and seas of cars in front of her, and seemed to be really disappointed.

"Oh......" Narita Meisa was behind, asked Nan Ke Huangshan to squat under the seat, leaned sideways and put her feet on Nan Ke Huangshan's shoulders and responded lazily: "Just your way of driving, does it make a difference whether you are stuck in traffic or not?"

Soon Narita Misa knew that there was really a difference.

Seeing that the car in front of Shui Jianyue was moving forward, before Shui Jianyue slowly started the car to follow, he saw the car in the next lane change lanes and cut in, and then Shui Jianyue also said to himself to find a reason for the other party: "I guess there is something in a hurry, alas, poor young man." “

Misa Narita plans to sleep and ignore this pit.

Two hours later, Mizuma Moon miraculously passed the intersection.

"Oh! I'm running out of gas!"

"Go, go, go......" Misa Narita had already given up treatment, and then looked at Mizuma in despair and turned around.

"The nearest gas station should be in the back. Mizuma replied without questioning.

'Should' is a good word, and it perfectly explains why Takagi, who was making the second bullet train, didn't find a gas station until he found them.

Of course, Takagi also received an order to stall for time, and he was better than Mizuma.

Originally, Misa Narita was a lot happier when she was replaced by Takagi as a driver, especially when she confirmed that Takagi was indeed driving fast after refueling.

Then Takagi reminded her that among people who drive fast, there is a kind of person who is road rage.

"Damn, can you drive!, stupid [beep-]!" After the N+1st hard braking, Takagi raised his middle finger at a red Mazda.

Narita Misa's heart was too tired to speak, but she rubbed her forehead vigorously, and there was a bruise there, which she hit when she braked sharply for the first time.

Not to mention Narita Misa, even Mizuma Moon was stunned, but she didn't expect the small noodle melon Takagi to be able to act so realistically.

The red Mazda rolled down the window, stretched out a hand, and gave Takagi the same middle finger in return, and walked away.

"Dare to provoke the police car, this grandson is dead!" Takagi was full of ruffians when he spoke, and he slammed on the accelerator and chased after him.

Misa Narita is so big that it is the first time she has seen a police car racing.

And it could be the last time at any time.

"Slow down, slow down, aren't you escorting prisoners? Why are you drag racing!!!!!! help, I'm motion sickness! Hey, don't talk on the phone while driving! Someone, who's going to save me!" The wind pouring through the car window made Narita Misa experience a real messy wind.

After Takagi put down the phone without pressure in a one-handed drag racing car, he followed Mazda all the way to a remote and rarely populated place.

Mazda stopped suddenly, and Misa Narita felt that something was wrong.

"Hey, isn't there something wrong?"

"Did you just know?" Mizuma turned her head and glanced at Misa Narita with contempt, only to realize that Mizuma and Takagi were already fiddling with the revolver in their hands.

The man on the red Mazda came down, an ugly middle-aged man with half of his face covered in sores and the other half of his face covered with scars.

This is a killer, played by the "mourner" Comrade Lin Mourning.

In fact, it's not an acting, after all, if you don't do anything, someone will find out that something is wrong, and as a professional killer, you still have to go.

"Hahahahahaha! You'd better hand that person over! So I can spare your life!" Lin Mian said a villain line that was so bad that it could make people cry stupidly.

"Coming for this garbage?" said Narita Misa, nodding Nanke Huangshan with her toes.

"You just know?" Mizuma rolled her eyes: "This guy has a lot of information about other drug dealers in his stomach, so there are a lot of drug dealers who want to kill him." The person on the train is counted as one, and the one in front of him should be the killer invited by those 'upline'. “

Speaking of the one on the train, the young man is now squatting beside Nanke Huangshan as a pedal together, and he has not brushed a sense of presence in the whole process.

(It's not that the author wrote this to remember that there is still this person.) ）

"What a killer, if he wants to attack the police, he will shoot it. Narita Misa was probably really ignorant, took out the automatic pistol on her waist, leaned out of the car window and fired a shot at Lin Mourning.

Lin Mourning just dodged the bullet with a slight flick, and then a dagger cut through Narita Misa's face and cut off a few hairs, this ignorant crazy woman thought that it was the credit of her quick hiding, but she didn't know that Lin Mourning didn't plan to really kill people at all, and she was afraid that Mizuma Yue would mind.

However, Shui Jianyue's real idea is that he wishes Lin Mourning would kill this crazy woman, anyway, it is simply to eliminate harm for the people.

"A weak chicken is a weak chicken. Mizuma Yue didn't miss any opportunity to taunt, and got out of the car with his big sword.

"Are you stupid! That monster can dodge bullets!" Misa Narita shouted at him.

Mizuma Yue ignored her, the long sword was unsheathed, the blade of the sword was pointed at the enemy, and the lazy aura on her body changed little by little, and began to become sharp and cold, like a human-shaped sword.