As Mochizuki left, everyone who had been in high spirits began to feel tired and walked back in twos and threes.

The Whiskey Trio also returned to the room with the crowd and transmitted the footage they had captured to the organization, and of course, each of them made a copy and handed it to their respective superiors.

Unlike the harmonious atmosphere in the room, Kenzo Kashiyama and Ireland were a little tormented, just now they had been observing and wandering around the room, witnessing Mochizuki's various methods, and their hearts were a little anxious.

Oda Kiritsu Toshiya's wound was bleeding heavily, and Pisk personally designed it in this way, in order to completely lead the suspicion to Mochizuki, but who would have thought that people would be saved.

"Father-in-law, there is an escape boat on the cruise ship, and when I have taken care of the woman, I will leave here by boat. As long as we leave the scope of Japan and return to the area I am responsible for, Gin will be out of reach, and the boss will not embarrass us, he only cares about profits. ”

Irish slipped a dagger into his bosom and crept out of the room, disappearing into the shadows of the hallway, where he had spoken to Shanti and Cologne.

Gin has not been heard from since the last mission, and even the vodka is gone, presumably staying on the dock waiting for them to fall into the net, and they can't sit still.

Kenzo Kashiyama didn't react to the picture on the computer, as if he hadn't heard Ireland's words at all, just clutched his chest, a fanatical look appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of madness.

When Mochizuki returned to his room, he immediately meditated and breathed, his heart felt like he had been punched, he couldn't breathe, and a salty smell came up in his throat from time to time.

I knew that she wouldn't be able to do it, and it wasn't a big deal to spit out a mouthful of blood, but now it's weird and uncomfortable.

Mochizuki opened his eyes, gritted his teeth, clenched his left hand into a fist, and slammed it towards his chest.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and most of the stuffy air in his chest dissipated, and his breathing became smoother.

"Are you alright?"

As soon as Hikaru Midorikawa opened the door, he saw such a scene, and hurriedly held Mochizuki and looked at her with some concern.

"I remember the door was locked, how did you get in."

Mochizuki took Hikaru Midorikawa's handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth weakly, his eyes a little unkind.

"It's okay to use this, didn't anyone teach you to pick a lock with a wire when you went to the police academy?"

Hikaru Midorikawa let go of the wire he was holding, a skill he had been taught to him by a friend at the police academy, but his talent was far inferior to that of Shizugu.

Mochizuki rolled her eyes, she just asked casually, this person really explained.

"Do you want to babble?"

Hikaru Midorikawa put the wire in his pocket, poured a glass of water from the table and handed it to Mochizuki, he ran out under the pretext of buying cigarettes, and after a long time, he would be suspected.

"Thank you!"

Mochizuki took a sip of the water cup, got up and walked to the bathroom, spit out the water in his mouth, and then drank the remaining water from the cup.

Damn Oda Kiritoshi, it doesn't matter if her intestines are taken out, and she suffers here.

"It doesn't matter if someone took the flute you threw on the table?"

"It's okay, it's for someone to take it when it's there."

Mochizuki smiled slightly, she wanted to see who framed her like this, she was worried that no one would make a move just now, after all, this technique was a bit clumsy, she didn't expect this murderer to be so uncontrollable.

"Then I'll go first, you shouldn't need this thing."

Midorikawa Hikaru didn't dare to stay long, picked up the cigarette that was already in Mochizuki's room and prepared to retreat.

Mochizuki waved his hand casually, these two former colleagues are simply too strange, saying that they are not policemen, but they like to be nosy, saying that they are policemen, when they get to a crowded place, they hide faster than anyone else, and there is nothing unsightly, what is there to hide, plus it seems that she is still secretly investigating her, and her heart and eyes are more than her hair, I really don't understand.

Mochizuki opened the door and checked outside, the door that was opened by the wire was locked outside, and there was nothing abnormal to see, they were all graduates of a police academy, why hadn't she been exposed to this skill, their instructors wouldn't hide it!

Mochizuki lay on the bed, closed her eyes and began to sense the position of the bone flute, which was not far from her.

Mochizuki stood up and looked around the room, and finally tore off a wall calendar on the wall, cut out a small figure, and let her see who this murderer was.

Hikaru Midorikawa sneaked into the hall, deliberately walked around the place where there were bodyguards, and then walked back with a cigarette, and when he turned his head, he saw a burly man flashing around the corner.

The assistant next to Pisk, Gin had said that Ireland was on the ship, and he had a good relationship with Pisk, and this person was the one who had never met Ireland.

Lu Chuanguang thought about it, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message silently, and Zhuxingda could only rely on his friends to continue to circulate.

The area in charge of Ireland seems to be somewhere abroad, and if they can be arrested and handed over to the police through Mochizuki's hand, their understanding of the organization will definitely make new progress.

Hikaru Midorikawa followed while informing Mochizuki that Mochizuki, who was originally following the little paper man to find a room, was forced to cut off contact, turned on his phone angrily, and then rushed out of the room in a hurry.

"Where are the people?"

Mochizuki crouched behind Hikaru Midorikawa and poked his head out sneakily.

Two people were brought out of the forest with one death and one injury, completely eliminating the mood of those rich second generations who wanted to explore, plus there was no rest for a night, and there was no one here now.

"Be quiet, there."

Hikaru Midorikawa pointed to a large tree in front of him, where a large man was standing, dressed in a black suit, and from a distance, he almost blended in with his surroundings.

Mochizuki nodded, took back the head that poked out, took a rubber band from his arm and carefully tied up his hair, he must act quickly when he acted later, the old lady has grown so big, and she has not been wronged.

"Shhhh

There was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, high frequency, but very small.

Hikaru Midorikawa pulled Mochizuki behind him, and the two of them hid behind the dwarf bushes and secretly looked out, and there was a woman who was relatively tall and looked similar to Mochizuki from a distance.

Hikaru Midorikawa pointed in the direction ahead, motioning for himself to go over and take a look, leaving Mochizuki where he was.

Mochizuki blinked silently, his expression looking quite innocent, just ignoring Hikaru Midorikawa's request.

"The two of us outflanked from two directions."

Hikaru Midorikawa played the special sign language of the police, this girl is too tough, she just vomited blood in the room, and she doesn't stop like this, if something happens again, she can't be divided by those people in the organization.

"Stay safe!"

Hikaru Midorikawa touched Mochizuki's head, receiving a serious protest from the latter, and the hairstyle that had just been tied was messed up.

Midorikawa Hikaru went around to the front to encircle, and Mochizuki quietly closed the distance in the back, and the original harmonious picture was destroyed when he saw that the two of them were about to be surrounded inside.

The tall man pulled out the dagger in his arms and stabbed at the defenseless woman, seeing that the dagger was about to be inserted into his chest, Mochizuki grabbed the fan in his hand and threw it over, and the two weapons intersected and made a screeching sound.

The tall man was startled, no longer glancing at the woman who had collapsed on the ground, and turned to run towards the depths of the forest.

Midorikawa Hikaru and him are not in the same direction, so he can only control the woman in his hands first, Mochizuki slowly stepped forward, snapped his fingers casually, and several blue flames lit up in the forest, taking a clear picture of the woman's face.