"Boom~"

The room was covered in smoke, and this time it was not the bombs installed in the banquet hall that exploded, but the liquid bombs strapped to Akemi Miyano's body.

Shuichi Akai kicked away Lamia, who was fighting with him, one by one, and looked at where Akemi Miyano was lying.

The girl was lying there quietly, her heart was not shattered, the blood on her body was not run, and even the clothes that he had torn apart were gently covered with her body.

"Is that all right?"

There was a hint of gasp in Akai's voice, and the gold-rimmed glasses that were originally used for camouflage on his face had already been kicked to the ground by Pramia, leaving only one leg still stubbornly on his ear.

Shuichi Akai looked at the girl who seemed to have lost her breath on the ground, and there was a rare panic in her tone.

"Ah, it's better to go to the hospital."

Mochizuki disgusted and pulled off the white gloves stained red with blood on his hands, and put them on the windowsill casually, the Hirota criminal police were forced to shut down just now, if they didn't hurry up and go to the hospital to get some painkillers, it was estimated that they would have to be the same as just now, and they would be awakened by the pain and violence again.

This kind of taste is good once, if you come a few more times, your spirit may be broken, and I always feel that what happened to Hirota Detective this time has something to do with her, and Mochizuki is still very sympathetic to this.

"You look down on people too much, let me die!"

The two of them were chatting hotly here, and on the other side, Pramia, who had been ignored several times, finally couldn't help but be full of anger, and picked up the pistol he carried with him and pointed it at Mochizuki.

"I really didn't expect that a good flame art would be ruined by you, a nasty woman, and that person was really right, you shouldn't appear in this world."

Primia didn't care if the bullet could hurt the other party, in short, he aimed at Mochizuki and kept suddenly, and finally he was still angry and used the scrapped pistol as a hidden weapon to greet Mochizuki's face.

“？”

Mochizuki scrambled to dodge the weak attack from the weight of the pistol, and looked at the other party with a look that was a little sick.

It's not that she blows, just this little injury, her body will not have an instinctive reaction, although it will still hurt a little if she is smashed, not to mention the protective shield she blesses outside, and this kind of attack is directly non-existent.

"It's okay!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was relieved of his good brother and temporarily returned, flashed from behind Primia, accurately knocked his elbow on the other party's injured right arm, and took advantage of the moment when the other party was distracted by pain, and successfully removed her left arm.

The fierce and ferocious Pramia went from a crazy female bomber to a police prisoner in a few breaths, and could only stare at a few people in the room with angry and unwilling eyes.

"What can she do, the one who has something to do should be the prison guard, there is definitely something wrong in that group of people."

Matsuda tugged at his blazer with one hand and put back on the sunglasses hanging behind his ears with the other, and his eyes were still squinting at the short pink hair that was quietly exiting with a hostage.

Seeing that his friend next to him seemed to be unaware, he rolled his eyes and didn't see it, and aimed at the only suspect at the scene.

This crazy woman made a liquid bomb that he didn't want to dismantle a second time in his life, not because of how elaborate the bomb was, but because it had its own annoying side effects.

Matsuda's blue eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, blinked suspiciously, quietly burying the emotions contained in them, and looked at the blonde beauty who was cursing loudly with a vicious expression.

Last time, he had a nightmare for a month after dismantling the bomb, first he dreamed that Kenji was killed, and then he was killed, and even more outrageous was still to come, Zhu Fu and the squad leader did not fall behind, and they followed their pace and went on the road, and in the end, the five of them only left the golden retriever to get out.

A single figure, can only raise a puppy to accompany himself, there is nothing to say to the puppy what is in his heart, the pitiful appearance makes him feel very bad when he goes to work during the day.

During that time, he was also mistaken for a broken love by Kenji, and was forced to participate in a lot of boring friendships that he didn't like, and Matsuda couldn't help but scold himself a few times in his heart when he remembered his state at that time.

Thinking about it now, he would have felt that golden retriever was pitiful, he was simply sorry for the money he paid for his tooth filling, and he must have had a fever in his brain at that time.

Matsuda scratched his black curls that had been scorched by the flames irritably, and couldn't help but bare his teeth.

In short, it's all this woman's fault, it's okay to make some boring bombs, I don't know if it will kill innocent people!

The luxurious and comfortable Prison Zero is not good to stay, and he wants to run out to remind him of this sad past, Matsuda is angry, kicks Primia's knee, forcing her to kneel on the ground, and Kenji Hagiwara, who knows the color intimately next to him, immediately took out a handcuff from his back waist, ignoring Plemia's immobile arms, and forcibly handchained her behind him.

"Tsk, it's so brutal!"

Mochizuki shook his head as he ran to Zhufu's side and stood still, looking at him with a smile on his face, it was a good time for them to leave.

The bombs that did not explode in the building had been dismantled by Matsuda and Hagiwara, but the fire that had ignited and the people who were unfortunately injured had no choice but to be dealt with by the personnel who came later.

As for Primia, this kind of person is still left to the police to have a headache, and Mochizuki's attention to the person in her mouth is not as important as the pot of pig's trotters cooked at her house.

Besides, the sirens outside the building are whistling, although they have a good relationship with Kazami, but the criminal police of the Metropolitan Police Department hate the public security police quite much, and if they are seen appearing in one place, Mochizuki will definitely be nagged by Miheko for a long time.

"Isn't this the best route to the mission location?"

Wearing a baseball cap and a black mask on his face, Kiel asked a little strangely as he looked at the route marked on the map with a puzzled look.

From the beginning, their cars were messing around here, deaf to the location of the mission marked, and now they were driving in the direction of the Metropolitan Police Department, and she had just seen a large number of police cars passing by, if it weren't for the slightest doubt about Gin's loyalty, she would have thought that the other party wanted to send them all to RB Tiaozi's hands.

"Because the real mission has just begun!"

Gin sneered, Rum really has a hand, the casualties caused by the explosion of the Rice Flower Hotel are not many, but the fire is burning very strongly, it can be said that it has attracted the attention of most people, and now is a good time for them to dispatch.

"Vodka, block out the monitoring inside, and then it's up to you, Bourbon."

Gin took off the cigarette in his hand and threw it in the ashtray, and the black Porsche swaggered to the parking space at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, like a black panther showing off his might, not worried about his identity being exposed.

The long silver hair slumped along with the owner's movements, streaking a bright color in the air.

"This is a task that Rum asked me to give you, don't let him down!"

Bourbon, who honestly acted as a driver, looked at the task target in his hand, and almost crushed his silver teeth, he had already felt bad in his heart when he found Gin taking them around in circles, but he didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

Even so, he could only continue to do it, but what exactly did Rum mean, and why did he specifically name him to be in charge of this task?

"Looks like I'm going to thank Rum for trusting me."

Bourbon had a signature smile on his face, but he panicked in his heart, and walked in through the door.

There are indeed not many people in the Metropolitan Police Department, and for various reasons, he has not met any of the criminal police officers he knows, and all the way down, he is even smoother than going back to his own home.

Taking out the things that had been put away in advance from the toilet, Bourbon swaggered open the door and walked into the mission site, and there was still no popularity in the office, except for a pair of vicious eyes.

Along the way, Bourbon thought of various ways to dismantle the background, but at the end of the day, he found that none of them could really be carried out, and the entire crime process did not exceed ten minutes.

Bourbon returned to the car with an evil and grim smile, and a muffled sound came from the direction of the Metropolitan Police Department building as the whistle gradually melted into the night.

The Metropolitan Police Department building was bombed by unknown persons!