Just when everyone thought that the matter was over.

The fat robber, who had been knocked unconscious by Judy in the toilet, ran out of the back passage with a curse, angry and angry, as if he wanted revenge.

But look at the crowd of passers-by who are untied in the bank hall.

I looked at the open door of the bank, and the group of police officers outside the door.

The fat robber slowly hit a few points.

The situation seems to be a bit ...... A little off.

The twilight officer, who was sulking and spilling his breath, immediately commanded his subordinates to rush up.

……

"You seem to have had a pretty good time today."

When taking the task, Sano received a slanted eye from Gin.

It should be that I heard about the morning and was taken to the last thing.

"How can it be, compared to something as interesting as strafing Tokyo Tower, sprinkle water."

Left no is determined to counterattack.

"Well, compared to blowing up the Heavenly Pavilion, it's really sprinkled with water."

Seeing that Zuo Ye was so self-conscious, Gin was surprised, but also pushed the boat along the water, and played the second card reasonably-he wanted to see what other demons and monsters could come out of the other party's mouth.

"That's right, in fact, blowing up the Heavenly Pavilion and sweeping the Tokyo Tower is just like that."

Zuo Ye touched his chin: "I still have to find something more interesting to do." ”

Gin: "......"

More "interesting" things than blowing up the Tower and sweeping the Tokyo Tower.

This kid, is he planning to hunt the Neon Emperor directly?

Facing Gin's expressionless gaze, Zuo Ye smiled: "It's just a joke." ”

…… You'd better be joking.

Gin snorted coldly, but didn't continue the topic after all.

Seeing that the battle ended at least in a draw.

Even more granularly, it was the left field that had a slight advantage.

Zuo Ye naturally accepted it when he saw it.

It's just that when Zuo Ye was on the way to brush the task, he suddenly received a text message from Xiao San.

"Boss, Huang Mao is missing, the situation is a little wrong, and I received a quick return."

Yellow hair lost contact?

Zuo Ye paused, frowned and thought for a few seconds, found a no-man's corner, switched the vest, and then separated the clone, put on the special attack suit, and finally the main body continued to brush the task, and the clone was rushing back, while calling Xiao San, and asked, "How long has that guy been missing?" ”

"An hour, boss."

"One ......"

Zuo Ye's footsteps paused again, and he was a little speechless in his heart.

Be reasonable.

The sooner you find out, the better.

But it's too early, and something is not quite right.

An hour, what can it be called lost??

However, the junior on the other end also seemed to have noticed Zuo Ye's thoughts, and quickly added the key factors, and also explained the whole situation: "Huang Mao is hospitalized, he came to change shifts an hour ago, but he didn't come, I thought he was delayed on the road after half an hour, but after half an hour I called him and no one answered, the members of the Black Death, I have already asked all of them, and no one has seen him." ”

…… It makes a lot more sense.

Zuo Ye nodded on his toes: "I know, just leave it to me later." ”

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Ye quickly changed direction and went all the way to the bar of the armed detective agency.

From the desk cabinet in the office on the second floor, Zuo Ye took out a small sealed bag.

There were a few yellow hairs inside.

Well, the yellow hair of the yellow hair.

"Blackie."

Blackie's figure was summoned to the office.

"Tracking Lockdown."

A red dot immediately appeared on Zuono's map.

Looking at the location, it's in the area of an abandoned factory - something really isn't right.

"You don't have to go with you."

Throwing away the tool dog, Zuo Ye hurried to the abandoned factory where Huang Mao was.

Over here.

Zuo Ye saw Huang Mao, who was being beaten wildly, and the little girl next door.

The eyes are closed, but the breathing is steady, anesthetic.

There were less than twenty people, and there seemed to be a pistol on his waist.

The movements are clean and neat, and the standing position is chaotic and orderly, and it should not be amateurish.

Zuo Ye frowned, shrunk in the dark and watched this scene, probably understanding the process of the matter - this group of people stared at Huang Mao...... I don't explore the depths of it, but at least what I'm looking at on the surface at the moment is indeed Yellow Hair.

And in order to put the yellow hair in the bag, the little girl next door became the handle.

In the eyes of this group of people, the relationship between Huang Mao and the little girl is so good.

Zuo Ye secretly sighed at the little girl's bad luck.

The next second, I heard a voice from inside.

"I'm already a little tired of playing, you guy really has enough to carry, I'm not interested in playing with you, you have half a minute to call Black Death, if you don't fight, then I'm sorry, this little girl's hand."

"We'll take it."

Seeing that the spearhead was turned to the sleeping little girl again, and also very cleverly chose to start slowly from the side, instead of saying that he wanted to kill as soon as he came up.

Zuo Ye can basically understand that this group of people is not stupid.

Well, it's not a fool or an advantage, otherwise it's like those bank robbers......

Cough.

Zuo Ye turned his gaze to the unusually ugly and tangled yellow hair.

Zuo Ye can probably understand Huang Mao's mood at this time.

Forget it, in the final analysis, it's still for yourself, and you won't let the tool man stand on fire.

Zuo Ye, who was originally going to quietly open the spatial passage and teleportation point in case something came over, or simply changed his shape, didn't have time to do anything anymore, so he walked out with a big grin.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Boss!?"

The yellow hair with a blue nose and swollen face turned his head in shock.

"Yo, I actually sent it to the door myself."

When the group of people turned their heads to see Zuo Ye, they were all stunned, and then they all smiled.

"Tell me what you're looking for."

"It's not a big deal, let's talk slowly."

One of them shook the knife in his hand, pointed the tip of the knife at a machine next to Zuo Ye, and said, "You show some sincerity first and put your hand in." ”

Sano glanced at the machine.

After failing to see any clues, he looked around again.

In the end, he temporarily chose to follow what the other party said and put his hand in.

Then.

The machines fell with a "boom" and merged.

But Zuo Ye didn't get anything wrong, but his hands were locked inside.

“…… Isn't it interesting, it's better to just let me cut off my hand, it's more enjoyable. ”

Zuo Ye tried to tug his hand, and after finding that it was not loosened at all, he said.

"Hahaha, that's not good, who doesn't know that the immortal ghost god, even if he is seriously injured, his mobility will not be affected much, compared to asking you for a hand, we think you still have no way to act."

"It's safer."

Hearing this, the corners of Zuo Ye's mouth twitched under the mask.

"So, what do you want to do by locking me up?"

"Then we don't know, we have to wait until the employer comes to deal with it."

…… Having an employer was expected by Zuo Ye, but he waited for the employer to come.

That's stupid.

Don't you know the truth of long nights and dreams?

The corners of Zuo Ye's mouth under the mask were hooked again, and before he came in, he had already opened the spatial passage, and the main body passed through...... It takes less than a minute.

But then, what made the corners of Zuo Ye's mouth unable to raise anymore was it.

The guy actually pointed the tip of the knife at the little girl again.