At the same time that Feng Xue was cooking today's dinner under the fanatical gaze of the suspected female fan, the large and small enterprises in the Bakerland Jowood District were also approaching work one after another.

Victoria, for some historical reasons, strictly adheres to the eight-hour work week, and when it comes to the end of the day, even if the work at hand can be finished in two minutes, many people will choose to file it directly and come back tomorrow.

In particular, the recent successive homicides in the East Side and Joe Wood District have made overtime an extremely high-risk matter, and even people who used to have a tendency to work overtime will now choose to leave work early and go home.

Employees went home in twos and threes, and employees who used to like to cross the A.D., riverside and other short-term roads also consciously chose more pedestrian streets and subway stations.

After all, the frequency of more than one homicide per day may not even be able to splash a drop of water in a war-torn country, and it is a record low in the simple city of St. Luotan, but in the capital of Victoria, which prides itself on being a civilized country and a developed country, it also makes these white-collar workers who think they have left the proletariat and entered the middle class feel panic.

In the past two months, the delay in the arrest of the perpetrators has greatly reduced the credibility of the West Villas field, and there are even a lot of rumors on the Internet that "the devil is harvesting life", and the legends of cultists, demons, and antichrists are endless, so that the already strong religious atmosphere of Beckland is shrouded in a strange haze, and even the doomsday prophecy of 2012 has been taken out to talk about things, It was almost time to say that Natsu's last brigade was going to attack Beckland with the Vampire Legion.

However, no matter how tense the atmosphere is, there will eventually be people who will give in for the sake of life, and some people who are struggling to make ends meet will have to work overtime until late at night.

The night gradually enveloped the whole of Beckland, although after treatment, the continuous smog caused by industrial development has gradually become scarce, but the geographical environment of Beckland itself is destined to be easy to fog.

The gauzy fog wasn't thick enough to wet the placket, but it made the already dim streetlights even hazy.

When the lights in the office went out, employees who worked overtime late into the night rushed out of the office building, and a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were also focused again.

"Tsk, they're all old men...... Forget it, just pick a good-looking one, this kind of person's wife and children are generally not too ugly......" The cold gaze swept over the passers-by, looking at the tired and greasy middle-aged people, there was a little disappointment in those eyes.

Just as he was trying to find a man with a good face, a figure suddenly caught his attention.

It was a young woman, wearing an OL suit that is very common in the world's white-collar workers, carrying a small handbag, quickly walking through the night.

Her appearance is not too outstanding, but she can also be called attractive, and the reason why she is attracted at a glance is because of the unusually plump body curves set off by the uniform.

The slender and fleshy legs are wrapped in slightly strangled stockings, and a pair of high heels sets off the figure more and more tall.

A long golden hair was casually draped behind her, swaying gently with the twisting of her waist and hips, making people want to knock her down from behind.

"Suck it, it's her!"

All his previous thoughts were abandoned by the owner of those cold eyes at this moment, and a strong desire drove him to make a new choice.

……

Miranda walked out of the office building and walked briskly under the street lamp, it was late after work today, and there were quite few pedestrians on the road, but the occasional police officer she could see gave her a little courage to walk at night.

But only a little.

After all, in the past two months, the efficiency of the Beckland police has been too poor, whether it is the church explosion case or the Tasok River serial murder case, there has been no progress, and the serial burglary [beep-] murder case has only relied on the living mouth left by the criminal's perverted psychology to obtain the facial puzzle to deal with it, but even if such clues have been obtained, the murderer has never been caught.

"I hope the luck isn't too bad, I really don't want to live a day like this!"

Miranda tightened her collar so that the cold spring mist didn't slip down her neckline, and she kept herself as far as the streetlights could reach, turning back from time to time to avoid being followed.

The apartment she lived in was not far away, and after about a fifteen-minute walk, Miranda finally saw the apartment she was living in.

The elevator rose one by one, and Miranda's mood relaxed.

"Is the sensor light broken again?" Coughing lightly twice, and finding that the sensor light in the aisle was not on, Miranda frowned, walked quickly to the door of the house with her memory, and rang her doorbell, and after a while, a young man's voice immediately came from inside the door:

"Who?"

"Honey, it's me, Miranda!" Miranda replied casually, and the door immediately made a sound of the door lock twisting, but the moment the door opened, a figure suddenly burst out of the shadows!

It's like a fish jumping out of the water.

I don't know how many times this figure has done such a move, but he has already completed the "aiming" of the target long before jumping out of the "water".

One of his hands was aimed at the back of Miranda's neck, while the other was pulling at an even faster speed towards the door that had just opened a gap.

"Got it!" The owner of the arm looked excited, almost able to imagine what was going to happen next.

That's right, just like before, tear open the door, force your way into the room, and then take everyone under control and find something to hold their eyes and make them look at themselves......

Just a delusion, the man could feel incomparable physiological pleasure, but to his surprise, his attack was unsuccessful!

Coincidental? Looking at the woman who suddenly bowed his head, before the man could change his movements, his left hand had already grasped the doorknob, so he completed his judgment almost instantly-

"That woman can't escape, open the door first!"

A huge force erupted from his hand, and the security door that had just opened a gap was forcibly torn open, but to his surprise, what appeared behind the door was not a panicked civilian, but two heavily armed men with guns!

"Damn, fooled!"

The figure that emerged from the shadows immediately wanted to escape, but at this moment, Miranda, who had already rolled to the side, suddenly took out something from her handbag.

All of a sudden, the entire aisle felt like day—no, not just daylight, it was like an operating room under a shadowless lamp, with no shadow left.

At the same time, the doors on both sides of the aisle opened as if ordered to do so, and a group of men in body armor and goggles rushed out of different rooms, and the next moment, the entire aisle was filled with the sound of screeching gunfire......

About the chapter title,I usually start a title at hand.,And then change it again after writing.,But recently changed the code word software of the writer's assistant.,It's really easy to use.,This thing is directly linked to the background of the dot Niang.,It's easy to click and upload it directly when you are used to saving it after writing.,And the VIP chapter of the dot Niang can't change the name.,So sometimes there will be a chapter name and the content don't match.,Or there's no chapter name at all.,Please forgive me.。

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