As soon as Michelle smelled the smell, she immediately held her breath, and after pretending to struggle a few times, she closed her eyes and relaxed her body.

The man in black fiddled with Michelle's eyes, and after seeing that there was no sign of sobriety, he pretended to help her out of the street.

On the other hand, Peter finished buying the razor and quickly returned to the coffee shop again, looking at the statue fountain in front of him, and looking around for Michelle.

As the minutes ticked by, and the sky was getting darker, Peter looked at the time on his phone, feeling a little anxious.

He looked up at the sky, got up and ran towards another street selling cosmetics.

"Have you seen a girl in a denim suit with curly braids?"

"Nope."

"I haven't seen it, alas."

"I haven't seen it, young man, my girlfriend still has to chase it in time, don't look for it afterwards."

Peter kept asking passers-by, but he was disappointed.

Walk up to a cosmetics store again.

"Hello, have you ever seen such a lady?" Peter again describes Michelle's appearance in clothes.

"The girl you mentioned just bought a set of cosmetics from us before, and this is it. The taste is perfect for a girl of her age. If you want to chase her, you can buy another set and give it to her. As he spoke, the clerk took out a bottle of lotion and handed it to Peter for him to sniff.

"I want to ask where she went. Did you see it clearly at the time? ”

"I don't remember that, but I saw that she seemed to be chasing a man in a black suit, and chased that way." Seeing that Peter didn't have the slightest desire to buy, the clerk restrained his smile and pointed in a direction.

"Okay, thank you!" Peter thanked him and immediately ran to the street in the direction pointed by the clerk.

Surrounded by Michelle, there was still no Michelle, and Peter's mood became more and more impatient.

Suddenly, his nose twitched, as if he had picked up a familiar scent, and following the source of the scent, Peter walked to a street corner.

On the street floor, a few drops of undried liquid emitted the familiar scent, the same skin care lotion that the clerk had just handed to Peter.

On the other side of the road, there were a few drops of liquid emitting the same smell on the ground at intervals.

Peter's expression moved, and he immediately ran in the direction of the smell.

"What about the little boy you're following?"

"Lost it."

"Lost?"

"Okay, you go to the hotel and wait to see if you can block that little boy again. And we're going to try to catch as many of that classmate as Rick as we can. ”

On the ground in the house, Michelle lay motionless on the ground, listening to the conversation coming from downstairs, and her heart was very anxious.

At that time, she was covered with ether, and when she pretended to be struggling and stunned, she carefully opened a bottle of skin care lotion she had just bought, and dropped a few drops from time to time on the way over.

She believed in Peter and was able to find the mark she had left behind, and she just hoped that Peter would call the police and find him in time.

Unfortunately, she miscalculated Peter. After Peter had the ability, the first time he thought of relying on his own ability to solve the problem, even if it was a policeman, Peter only handed over the results to them after he felt that he was done, and did not think of calling the police for the first time.

While the two men in black were talking, Michelle cautiously opened her eyes and looked around at her surroundings.

On the way to be carried over, she faintly felt that she was currently in a small building, and through the silent counting of steps, it was likely to be the location of the 2~3rd floor.

Michelle looked around her, and it looked like a small utility room. It was pitch black, but fortunately, the other party did not restrict her movement by tying her with a rope, and the small bag she had snatched before was also thrown to her side.

Michelle was the first to raise her head, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she was slightly happy.

It was a dilapidated window, and there was no iron fence.

However, although the window looks old, it is surrounded by wooden bars.

Michelle stepped forward and tugged hard, but a little dust shook off, and the wooden bar didn't react in the slightest.

She rolled her eyes as if she thought of something, and took out a lighter, nail polish, and perfume from the bag on the ground.

She poured out her nail polish and perfume and quickly applied it to the sticks of wood, and then took a lighter and lit it. When the nail polish is touched, the strip of wood instantly burns into a dark yellow flame with a "squeak" sound.

The storage room was very small, and Michelle poured another bottle of skin care lotion that did not contain organic solvents such as lipid alcohols on her clothes and covered her mouth and nose.

As the wooden strips burned, the smoke grew louder and louder, and Michelle quickly took the glass bottle and smashed the wooden strips on the window.

Clang, wooden strips with sparks and glass fell off the wall.

"Pop" the glass fell to the ground and shattered.

Michelle secretly said that it was not good, and she didn't have time to pick up the small bag on the ground, she directly took her clothes like a rag to extinguish the remaining flames in the window, grabbed the window and turned out.

The floor is 3 stories high, Michelle fell to the ground and rolled in time to unload, but his ankle was also slightly deformed and fractured. Michelle's face turned pale, she didn't make any sound, and hurriedly limped towards the alley on the other side.

"What's the noise upstairs!" The two downstairs were suddenly awakened by the sound of glass breaking, and when they went upstairs and opened the storage room, they saw that the people in the room were gone, only the wooden bars that fell on the ground and were still burning.

"Chase! She had just left and couldn't run far. This little girl is not simple. She must know something about Rick. ”

Peter followed the smell of the liquid as he approached the house, and the smell dissipated at the door.

Peter sensed carefully, there was no one in the room, but there was smoke from the window on one side.

He couldn't care so much, he just slammed the door open, entered the room, and when he walked to the upstairs storage room, he saw cosmetics scattered on the floor and the familiar bag.

Peter hurriedly picked up the bag that was about to be burned by the flames, and then quickly went downstairs, chasing down the trail downstairs.

"You don't have to run, we just want to ask you for a few messages, and it won't hurt you."

The two men in black caught up with Michelle, who was injured in the ankle, and the two simply surrounded Michelle from left to right.

"Who are you? My companion must have called the police, and if you don't want to get into trouble, it's still too late to leave. ”

Michelle endured the pain in her foot, holding a wooden stick in her hand.

"Don't talk nonsense with her, grab her and leave, she must know something."

The other man in black looked impatient, and stepped forward and punched Michelle away holding the wooden stick. The other hand lifted and slapped Michelle in the face.

"Whoosh!"

A spider silk flashed.

It slammed into the bodies of the two men in black, and the spider silk tied them up and knocked them to the side of the wall, and they fainted instantly.

Peter rolled over, jumped from the roof of the alleyway, and landed on the ground.

"Michelle, are you alright! I..."

After Peter landed, he looked at Michelle with a concerned expression, and he was not finished speaking.

I saw Michelle pounce on Peter, and a mouth blocked what Peter was saying.

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