At the banquet scene, Kazami Yuya, dressed in a black suit, stood at the door of the banquet hall with a blank face, and the smiling face next to him was his nominal boss, the lobby manager of the Rice Flower Hotel.

Due to the very bad impact of the public escape from prison in Pramia, the public security police rarely lowered their posture and concealed their identities to investigate secretly.

Although the effect is not very good in terms of the situation at the scene, after all, few hotel security guards dare to wear sunglasses and shoot every guest back and forth with X-ray eyes.

Not to mention that this big brother security guard will also pass over the manager on the side from time to time and conduct uncivilized body searches on suspicious people.

Seeing that the smile on the corner of the manager's mouth was getting stiffer and stiffer, and the atmosphere of the banquet was becoming more and more solemn, Kazami security guards suddenly targeted the various kawaii decorations on the scene as if they had finally remembered something.

The manager quietly wiped a cold sweat, and with a sigh of relief, he welcomed all the gods of wealth in front of him.

The familiar scene appeared again in front of his eyes, and Kazami Yu impatiently took off the cool sunglasses hanging on his eyes, looking at the liquid bomb that suddenly appeared, only to feel that a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt up.

Primia, the woman who gives people a sense of oppression when she hears the name, really didn't cover it, he had just let people check these decorations in the morning, and there was obviously nothing wrong, but it didn't take long for it to become like this.

This damn woman actually broke through the layers of public security prevention and control and planted a bomb in the venue under their noses.

Although the ingredients of these liquid bombs have been successfully deciphered last time, who knows if the mad woman will make a change.

Kazami's brows furrowed, the banquet had already begun, and in this case, he couldn't just rush in and let the people inside retreat.

Plumia has not reached out to the police until now, either because she thinks the police have not discovered her plans or because there are other arrangements.

Kazami Yu also subconsciously dialed his boss's phone, and unsurprisingly got the result of shutting down.

Why is it at this time, weak, pitiful and helpless, he is about to be unable to bear it.

Kazami rubbed the dark circles under his eyes that were more prominent than the giant pandas, and barely bothered himself, he didn't find it when he smeared and checked it in the morning, but now he saw that the places decorated with this kawaii doll were all pillars of the beams.

Judging by the power of the liquid bombs made in Primia, as long as one explodes, the people in this room will not be able to escape.

The high wind roared in August and autumn, rolling the triple thatch on my house, no, it was the hat on her head, Mochizuki put one hand on the waist of Zhufu Jingguang, and pressed his hat with one hand.

The two sat on a white motorcycle, interspersed with the busy traffic of Tokyo, and made a quick progress towards the Rice Flower Hotel.

Thanks to those rich and powerful bigwigs, the Rice Flower Hotel was jammed with traffic, and they could only speed in the night against the cold wind.

With colorful celebratory fireworks overhead and a comatose woman beside her, Primia stared at the approaching white motorcycle, the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked up into a crazy smile.

The right hand unconsciously touched the left shoulder, with an angry and unwilling expression on his face, and after a while, he reached into his pocket, took out a small thing from it, and held it tightly in his hand.

The fireworks lit up most of the dark sky and completely outlined the back of the crazy woman with blonde curly hair.

A squinting man with short pink hair stood silently behind her, and the distance between the two could be said to be only one step away.

The man glanced at the long-haired woman lying on the ground, raised his foot and kicked directly at the right arm of the curly blond woman, clenching his hands into fists and mercilessly beckoning to the target's cheek.

In just one breath, the two of them fell in different directions, and the hostage returned to the side that rescued her, but the two people facing each other did not have any extra eyes to focus on the others.

"It's a shame that I almost let you succeed!"

Pramia slanted the corners of his mouth and blew the broken hair that fell from the corners of his eyes, and raised the remote control in his hand and said jokingly.

The squinting man didn't hide his footsteps, frowning at the strange woman in front of him.

He thought that the sneak attack just now would work, but he didn't expect that the other party's strength was even more difficult than he expected, which member of the organization was this.

Shuichi Akai opened his dark green eyes and secretly looked at the woman in front of him, the people under Rum's hand had only heard of Curacao, could this person be her?

"You're supposed to be aiming for me, right?"

Akai Shuichi asked tentatively, since the sneak attack did not solve the other party, then he could only follow the other party's train of thought for the time being.

"Tsk, I'm sorry! You're interested in the person who helped me escape from prison, and I'm not targeting you. ”

Primia spread her hands, and then mercilessly pressed the switch in her hand, and the metal collar on Akemi Miyano's neck, which had no waves, suddenly lit up.

Two threads of coloured silk flow slowly along the thin pipe, converging sharply towards the central groove.

Shuichi Akai: "......"

Do you want to be so decisive, why suddenly start the bomb when the negotiation period has not yet passed.

Ignoring the continued confrontation with the other party, Shuichi Akai picked up Akemi Miyano and carefully examined the liquid bomb around her neck.

The countdown was only thirty seconds, and now one-sixth of it had passed, which meant that the other party had planned to kill Akemi from the beginning, and had no other plans at all.

"Give up, you don't have a chance!"

Plumia's tone suddenly became agitated, and the whole person retreated to the farthest place, and the signal light on the bomb flashed faster and faster, just like her heart, finally returning to its previous frequency.

"And that's just the appetizer, there's even more to come!"

Pramia bent her red lips, looked at the man whose face was getting more and more ugly, and suddenly said excitedly.

"This bomb has a sensor device installed on it, and if this bomb explodes, the ones installed in the hall will not activate, and the opposite will happen."

"When you think about it, your heart will feel a little better."

The sound of Lamia was accompanied by a gunshot and a hole in the groove of the metal collar was made with great skill.

Mr. Squint shook off his arms and split the liquid bomb in half before the two liquids mixed and blended, and the red and blue liquids each dripped down the open pipe.

"Although the power of your liquid bomb is amazing, but unfortunately, the composition of these two liquids is very stable before they are blended, even if you shoot, you still don't have to worry about the problem of misfire, you are really lucky!"

Akai Shuichi raised his eyebrows and said as he looked at the woman opposite who could stuff two eggs with her mouth open.

"Damn, the group of people downstairs will all die because of your recklessness, and it's all caused by you."

Pramia looked crazy, looked at the metal collar that was thrown on the ground, and said incompetently and furiously.

"It's the first time I've heard the bomber blame an innocent civilian for killing people, I'm just a mediocre graduate student, and I do things that save people, how can you blame me, huh, two police officers."

Shuichi Akai narrowed his eyes and hugged the girl in his arms with a hurt look.