Outside the airport, Taiwanese police have been waiting for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Canggumi." Captain Mo of the Taiwan police stepped forward to shake hands with Cang Mo.

"Captain Mo."

After a few words of greeting, several people went straight to the news of the black shadow.

"We have deployed police at all entrances and exits where we can leave Taiwan, and we are also pursuing them all over the island, and there is still no shadow of a black shadow."

"We know that this is not an easy case to solve."

After staying in Taiwan for less than half a month, the black shadow was not found, and there were many dens of telecom fraud.

Cang Mo felt that the three of them were now completely helping the Taiwanese police, not the Taiwanese police helping them.

The black shadow has never appeared, even if he doesn't leave in Taiwan, he still has a consumption record.

But there was nothing.

News also came from Xizhou, saying that Jian Jian might have arrived in Taiwan.

However, Taiwan is still calm.

Most of the hotels in Taiwan have been investigated, and there is no shadow of a black shadow, and there is no simple one. It shows that they may have a private house in Taiwan, but they have not shown up in Taiwan at all now, which can only show that they still have accomplices in Taiwan.

This time, maybe we can completely end this theft gang.

Thinking of this, the simple voice suddenly remembered in the desert's ears.

"Boss, why are you a policeman?"

"Because, I want to wear a police uniform. Hold fast to your faith in this sinful city! ”

"Yes, sir! I'll stick with you! ”

Memories are beautiful after all.

The reality is fragile.

Cang Mo closed his eyes, trying to stop remembering.

"Boss."

Cang Moyuan thought it was Ban Ou, so he didn't open his eyes, and asked lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

After a while, there was a choked voice. "Boss, it's me."

Cang Mo suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from his chair.

"Easy!"

Somehow, Cang Mo actually took out his pistol and aimed it at Jian.

Jian Jian frowned, and his voice trembled:

"Boss."

Cang Mo's heart was chaotic, and after thinking for a while, he still put down the gun in his hand.

"Easy."

Simple nodded, "Chief, there are some things that I have to tell you now. ”

Cang Mo calmed down his mood and said, "Say, I want to know." ”

"Boss ......" Jian Jian was about to speak. Unexpectedly, there was a quarrel, and soon the black shadow rushed in, followed by a lot of police.

Simply turned his head to look at the shadow. "Brother Dark Shadow."

"Xiao Yi." The black shadow is simple, and it is conceivable that although it is only a few days, the simple and the black shadow also get along very well.

Jian suddenly felt a splitting headache, and although the black shadow was a thief, he had a deep friendship with him in just a few days. And what about the desert? That's his head, born and dead, and the case is solved together. These two people, it is not appropriate to betray anyone.

"Ahh Jian Jian felt a splitting headache, and a roar expressed his current mental torment, and after venting, Jian Jian broke through the window glass and jumped out.

"Easy!"

"Xiao Yi!"

This is the seventeenth floor! How can there be any way to survive by jumping.

Easy, what are you going to do!

In the next second, the desert and the black shadow ran towards the window together.

Cang Mo reached out and tried to hold on to the simplicity. The black shadow swung his fist into the air, looking puzzled.

But there was no way, they could only watch the simple and quick fall. Watch as the improvised body grows smaller and smaller until it is about to disappear from their view.

Soon, the police came forward, took away the black shadow, and persuaded Cang Mo to do so.

Cang Mo stood up and ran downstairs.

He was to hurry up and see the simplicity, whether he was dead or alive.

But when he ran downstairs, Cang Mo didn't have the courage to push open the door in front of him and run out. He's afraid! I'm afraid that in the next second, what I see is a simple corpse.

The feeling of longing to know the truth and being afraid to know the truth.