The police, who surrounded the entire park, quickly drove away the wild mandarin ducks and homeless people in the park.

The police were only a few people in a team, and cautiously began to search the entire park.

It's just that I passed by the pond a few times, but no one showed up and hid in the pond.

Although there are countless episodes in various film and television works that rely on a snorkel to hide in the lake, in reality, no one really thinks about it.

So the police passed by the pond several times, but no one thought that people would hide in the water.

At most, the police dog has only found a drinking place, and it can no longer smell the snow blowing on the battlefield.

But the police still refused to give up and worked hard to find it.

In the pond, Battlefield Fukiyuki Hara felt that his limbs were gradually losing sensation.

The cold pond water was constantly taking away her body temperature, and with the excessive blood loss, the body temperature was lost even faster.

Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki felt as if he was standing in the middle of the ice and snow, and there was no place on his body that was not cold, and he gradually felt numb and unconscious.

She knew that she couldn't go on like this, she had to go out, otherwise she would be like a frog in a boiled frog in warm water, and in the end, when she really couldn't go out, she couldn't get out.

So Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki moved his stiff limbs and left the pond as quietly as possible.

With the sound of rushing water, the snow finally came up to the shore.

His lips had frozen into blue and purple battlefield snow, his face was pale as if it were paper, and his body was constantly shaking.

However, at this moment, several policemen with police dogs walked towards where she was.

Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki immediately lowered his body and hid behind a bush.

The police got closer and closer with the police dog, and suddenly the police dog smelled something and barked Wangwang.

"There's a presence here. Several policemen immediately stood guard with guns in their hands and shouted loudly.

"This way, this way. "There are all sorts of police voices coming from afar, and all the police are converging here.

Battlefield Yuan Fuxue naturally will not sit still, just as the police dog barked, she ran out, but she was not ready to attack those policemen, with her current numb state of hands and feet, even if those policemen did not have guns, she was afraid that she would not be able to swing the knife accurately.

So the battlefield Hara Blowing Snow can only choose to escape, even though she knows that there is no hope of escape, but she is still desperately trying to escape.

The police gathered more and more, and the circle of encirclement shrank and narrowed.

There was no police blindly going up to arrest her, obviously afraid that she would resist desperately, so they just kept compressing the encirclement until the encirclement had shrunk to the open space in the middle of the park.

Looking at the battlefield Hara blowing snow standing in the shadow of the slide in the middle of the park, dozens of policemen who had gathered around finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hiding in the shadow of the slide, trying not to let people see his appearance, Hara Fukiyuki, his heart is full of despair at the moment.

The cold, stiff and numb limbs soaked in cold water, as well as the constant hot pain from the gunshot wound on the shoulder, combined with the desperate state of mind of the battlefield Hara Fuyuki at this time, really made her feel that everything was lost.

However, the pride of being the daughter of a samurai family made her unable to bear the shame of being judged, so she secretly made a decision.

Kneeling on the sand under the shadow of the slide, where children played, Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki slowly drew his knife.

"Don't move, put the knife down. Dozens of policemen in a circle around more than ten meters immediately became nervous, pointed their guns at the battlefield Yuan Fuxue, and ordered her to put down her knife.

It's just that Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki didn't hear half of it, and continued to kneel on the ground, placing the knife horizontally in front of his eyes, and wiping the katana with a soaked hand towel.

"What are you going to do?" asked one of the police officers leading the team.

Because of the shadows, the police couldn't see Battlefield Hara's face clearly, let alone her expression, so they couldn't tell what she wanted to do from her expression. But the police showed from the actions of the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, and it was clear that this was the action of the samurai when he was about to disembowel, could it be that this murderer wanted to commit suicide?

Sure enough, the next moment the action of the battlefield Hara Fuyuki confirmed their judgment, and they saw her erect her katana, aiming it at her white and tender lower abdomen as beautiful as jade, and she was about to stab it with a knife.

"Don't. ”

"Put down the knife. ”

The police shouted.

It's just that the actions of the battlefield Hara Blowing Snow remain unchanged, and they are not at all affected by their words.

At the moment when the katana was about to stab, a dazzling flash of lightning suddenly remembered the scene.

The crackling sound was mixed with electric light, which distracted the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, and the katana paused, and there was no more stabbing.

In the next moment, Battlefield Hara Fuyuki saw that the dozens of policemen who were originally surrounding her not far from her actually fell to the ground one after another, obviously fainted by the burst of electricity just now.

Not far behind the policemen, only the only man standing, was walking towards the battlefield Hara Blowing Snow, apparently caused by the flash of lightning.

As the man walked to the place where the street lamp could shine, Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki saw that the person was Aoba.

"Sorry, I'm late. Aoba came to the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, squatted down and said to her.

At this time, the battlefield was blowing snow, because the water stains on the body were mixed with sand and soil, and the muddy water was all over, coupled with the gunshot wound on the left shoulder and the bullet abrasion on the right arm, it was still bleeding outward, and the appearance was simply miserable, even worse than the refugees in Africa!

Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki looked at the man in front of him, the only person he could rely on at this moment, even if he was as strong as her, his eyes gradually turned red.

With a snap, Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki loosened the katana in his hand, and the katana fell to the ground.

Then she went limp, and fell to the side.

Aoba reached out in time, held her body and held her in his arms, not disgusted with her muddy water at all.

"Woooo At first, it was a quiet sob, but gradually the sound of the battlefield hara blowing snow became louder and louder, and finally she cried loudly.

Even if he is as strong as the battlefield and the original blowing snow, at this moment has reached a limit.

During this time, including the grievances she suffered today, they were all vented in her crying.

Aoba just hugged her quietly, injecting pure yang true qi into her body, soothing her feelings, and also helping her wounds stop bleeding.

Feeling the constant flow of heat in her body, Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki felt as if she had returned to her mother's arms, until she was tired of crying and gradually fell asleep quietly in Aoba's arms.

It was only then that Aoba picked up the sleeping battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, picked up her knife, and walked towards her house with her in her arms.

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