"Thank you so much, Mihiro."

She looked up at the tall boy in front of her, her amber eyes in the cold white light refracting a feline-like texture similar to a warm glass bubble. After living in the hospital for so long, she did not lose weight, but became a little fatter than before, and her chin was no longer slender.

The purple short hair looked fluffy, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hands and rub it, fluffy and soft.

Yu Xunzi looked at her carefully, and then put his hanging heart in his stomach.

"How can you just say thank you, anyway, you are not in a hurry to find Chun Yuche now, go, follow me to a place."

The bombing case was investigated for a month, and the suspect was not arrested.

At present, they are the only ones with low casualties, only one of whom was injured and has been discharged from the hospital today. The police quickly concluded that it was a serial crime, but the case progressed to a dead end, with no witnesses and no useful information on the bomb. What's even more terrifying is that the veteran policemen always feel that these are not all bombs, and there are still undetected dangers lurking in this academic ivory tower, but they have only tracked down the other three, as powerful as ordinary artillery battles, as if mocking them.

Those who understand the minutiae are either dead or have not yet woken up. Although they could be given some information, because it happened so quickly at the time, many people only knew what happened, but did not know how the bomb appeared and who had come into contact with it.

Due to Mitsumi's family and the fact that he sometimes goes to the police station to do errands for his brother, he knows some of the details better. This time, I came to the hospital to pick up Guan Zhusang, who also wanted to ask her about the news.

He briefly told the official Zhusang what he knew, and hid the information that the police had not yet made public, with a sense of temptation.

"What do you think of this bombing?"

"I guess the police will probably find the scope of the bomber's crime within the common coverage, but this covers nearly 100 colleges and universities in the urban area, and the police don't have such a huge manpower to investigate one by one, plus there are other cases to deal with, although this matter is very urgent, they can only use stupid methods to investigate." Qi Guan Zhusang analyzed it for a moment and continued: "I can't tell you more news, it's just my intuition. Bombardiers don't drop overpowered bombs in those ordinary high schools, those are smoke bombs, and the main direction of investigation is still our three schools. ”

What she said is not unreasonable, coupled with the most serious casualties, the police naturally used a lot of police force to protect, all people entering the school need to go through security checks, and there will be four police officers in each crowded place in the school. It's not that the police station didn't want to close, but after choosing to close the school, the bomb appeared in the leader's home, and the power was also not great, and it was very shadowy, which was a warning. Since then, the police have also dismissed the idea. What's worse is that even if Yin knows, no police officer can guarantee that those fatal bombs will never appear, and the already tense police force is scattered to search ordinary colleges and universities, and the case naturally comes to a deadlock.

"They thought about it, but there was no way to guarantee that there would be absolutely no bombs." He took the bag of Qi Guanzhusang's clothes and said as he walked. The girl was quiet for a moment and followed him.

In the distance is his cool and high-profile black locomotive, bright green pattern.

He stepped on, put the bag away, and beckoned the girl to sit up.

"There will be new bombs soon."

The girl pressed her toes, flipped herself up, put on the helmet handed over by Yuxun, and suddenly said a sentence. Her tone was very firm, and it made Yu Xun break out in a cold sweat for no reason. Instead of lighting a fire, he looked ahead and asked her, "Why are you so sure?" ”

Qiguan Zhusang's arms naturally rested on his waist, and Mihiro felt that the skin he was touching tightened. The female high school student in the back spit out a sentence flatly, which made his heart that had just stabilized unstoppable.

"Because there are no casualties at the moment."

The boy clenched the back socket and whispered to the girl who hugged him behind him: "I'm sorry, Xiaozhusang, I may have to take you to play later, hug it." ”

He had to go to the police station.

The girl's face was half blocked by the helmet, and she let out a nasal "um" to indicate that she knew, and her arms were half loose and half tight around the boy's waist.

The black locomotive let out a low roar and ejected away.

It wasn't until the rumbling of the locomotive completely disappeared nearby that the slender man in the corner stepped out of the shadows, he raised his eyes, and the cold white light shone on his iris, and the pair of dark red eyes that were almost bewitching appeared. The corners of his mouth were straightened, but his face was still calm, Ziche Chunhua calmly took out the plush coat he brought over, and silently draped it on his body, the clothes were much smaller, they were the clothes of Qiguan Zhusang, and there was a fragrance on her body, which was very light and clear.

Ziche Chunhua still felt that the weather in October was very cold.

He whispered to the shadow hidden in the darkness next to him, "Send the box that the patriarch gave me to my house in a moment." ”

The shadow trembled and twisted very dissatisfied, and was about to say something, but he waved his hand and ordered in a cold tone, "Go down." ”

The shadow was unwilling to completely surrender to the darkness and left.

The tall man glanced again in the direction the girl had left, put on the girl's coat, and walked in the opposite direction.