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"Sheriff?" he knocked on the door and shouted into the house, "Sheriff, are you there?"

With no answer, Okita took out his key and used it to open the office door. Upon entering, he saw Kuro sitting at his desk, fiddling with her phone.

"What, pull down the curtain and lock the door just to play with your phone?"

"What's the matter? You have the key...... anyway," Kuro replied without looking up, as if she was playing a chess-like game.

"Yes, yes, what you're saying is, this is for you. Okita said, placing a newspaper and a bottle of white liquid on the table.

"Oh, coconut milk!" the sheriff smiled childlike again, just as Okita expected to see, "Thanks, Okita." ”

"No, it's nothing. Don't you read today's newspapers? There's a lot of commotion outside. ”

"What happened in Minato last night?" Kuro picked up the newspaper and threw it back on the table, "No need, a police officer just came to react, just before you came in." ”

"Visa?"

"Yes," Kuro nodded, "Someone saw Visa riding to Minato, so I'm afraid he was responsible for last night's movement......"

Okita had expected it, but the Minato-slum was not part of their control area, and they were just asking for trouble when they went there to arrest people, not to mention that Kuro didn't plan to take care of it.

The police communicator received a communication request, and Okita felt that something had happened again. He connected to the communication and listened to the police report the emergency to him.

"What's going on again?" asked Kuro when he saw Okita hang up the communication, his face solemn.

"There was a shooting at the market north of Minato, and there were suspected gangs of people who were exchanging fire with each other. ”

Kulo's fingers tapped on the desk, and the wooden table made a "clucking" sound.

"I see," she murmured thoughtfully...... "Okita, contact the various sub-bureaus and order the dispatch of men to blockade the Minato, we must not let the chaos of the slums endanger the safety of the city center." ”

"Understood!"

Kuro stood up, packed up, and prepared to head out.

"Sheriff, where are you going?"

"Then you don't need to ask, of course, to go to the slums!"

"Huh, didn't you say it didn't matter if Visa lived or died?"

"yes, but I still want to see it," Kuro laughed, "and try your luck, maybe you can see your opponent for what he really is?"

Kira wiped the sweat from her forehead and simply served the kebabs. He has been working here for a long time, and he can basically complete the work in the store skillfully.

However, his mind was not on the work at hand......

"Would you like to take a break, young man?" asked the proprietress softly, "I see that you have been working and your face is not good, but don't be tired." ”

"No, no, no, I'm fine, really," Kira forced a smile, "rest assured, I can take care of myself." ”

How does this compare to life outside......

Kira continued to do what she was doing, but pricked up her ears to listen to the TV hanging on the wall and the conversation of the guests. But the kitchen was so noisy that all he could hear was a few words.

"It's a fight, it's really a fight?"

"Well, there are guns, there are grenades, it's like a war. It's terrible! You see, there's fire everywhere. ”

"You're not going to hit us, are you?"

"Haha! No, the Security Bureau has already done a good job of security work, and the gangsters can't fight here. ”

"Well, let's see. ”

Hip-hop spectators, most of the people in the restaurant maintain an attitude of not caring about themselves, and there are also characters such as angry young people, so they have to find a random object to criticize.

Kira was different from these people, he just listened, and was a little flustered inside. He could guess what was going on, and he really had to think of Patrick, who had hardly stopped since they entered the safe zone.

To a certain extent, Kira was their accomplice, and at least he could describe Patrick's appearance, and based on this information alone, there must have been people interested in him.

After another thirty minutes or so, the proprietress forced him to go down and rest on the grounds that he hadn't slept all day. Kira saw that the clerks on the night shift were also here, so she went upstairs to rest.

Really, how can you sleep...... Kira smiled wryly. He sat on the couch, reached for the remote control, and turned on the TV. A flickering light illuminated the coffee table, which was messily filled with mineral water bottles and a half-eaten bag of melon seeds.

Live ...... Kira stared intently at the TV, which was playing the current situation in Minato. The noisy sound of propellers was accompanied by minor gunshots, and fires broke out in multiple places, billowing black smoke. Viewed from the perspective of a helicopter, the fleeing civilians and the fighting gangs are just a few small dots.

The camera switches to the TV announcer's commentary, and Kira gets a close-up view of the battlefield. A gangster was hiding behind a car, raising his submachine gun above his head and firing indiscriminately in an off-camera direction, while two children were curled up with their heads in their arms in the alley across from the cameraman.

"Click!"

Kira pinched the plastic bottle. Why...... Why is this happening? He didn't feel angry, just confused, and his heart ached, and he couldn't bear it. He had never imagined a shootout in a crowded place, but it did happen.

Can you tell me? Patrick Flo......

Kuro and Okita walk the flickering streets, and in addition to pulling the trigger, these reckless rough men throw Molotov cocktails and burn places they think might be hiding enemies.

After the left ear rang and the right ear rang, the firefight didn't end at all. Okita was still having opinions at first, believing that it was too dangerous and that he should leave quickly. It didn't take long for him to change his mind, and it was because of the danger that they should move forward, and there might be a reason for Kuro's stubbornness.

"Ma'am, get out of here!" Okita waved his hand, "Group C, there are refugees coming towards you, pay attention to them." ”

Yes, Okita can't ignore the people in danger, even if it's only one percent, and he does everything he can to save it.

"Okita!

Kuro reminded him, Okita leaned around, pulled out his revolver from the holster on his waist, quickly pulled the trigger, and completed the action of shooting at a jaw-dropping speed, killing three people in a row.

Okita fills the smoking revolver with three bullets to keep the pistol fully charged. If your mind is not as good as that of the sheriff, you will make up for it with marksmanship......

"Okita, can you get internet on your phone?"

"Yes. ”

"Turn on the Internet TV and watch the live broadcast here. ”

"Understood. ”

"It's almost time to act, it's getting dark, everything that should be prepared is ready......