At the bottom of the police academy, I conquered the first place in the police academy group

How much time has passed, Sang Yue has forgotten.

I vaguely remember that there seemed to be a light rain last night, and the frequency of Mr. An'an was almost at the same level as the sound of raindrops hitting the window.

When things were over, the rain stopped.

She got up in the middle of the night and drank a cup of hot water to moisten her throat, and then took ice cubes to apply to her swollen eyes from crying.

When I came back, I found that the other three people were not there.

Pisk is busy with his car company recently, and the vodka is still in the "Twilight of the Gods", and Ley is looking for someone to buy some medicine that can bring Andre back.

When Sang Yue went back, Mr. Gong An was already awake on the bed.

The quilt only covered his chest, exposing his shoulder muscles with scratches.He scratched the end of his hair, and smiled at her with half-closed eyes: "The game rests, and the next round starts before dawn?"

"Farewell." Sang Yue's legs gave way and she fell on the bed. "I still have work to do during the day."

Today is an important day to catch Andre, and she has to preserve her strength.

Well, the physical strength has basically been drained.

His kisses fell on every part of his body, and the hot burning sensation lasted for a long time.

Sang Yue got into his arms, enjoying the lingering warmth that hadn't dissipated, and then began to inhale one after another.

Sniffing his body vigorously was like tasting a glass of mellow fine wine.

Breathing made him itchy. When he looked down, he saw her staring at a scar on his waist in a daze. Looking at the scar, Amuro Toru recalled a bad memory, so he pinched her chin and lifted it up to let her Don't look: "What's wrong?"

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

"Fortunately, there were injuries all over my body at the time, and I passed out after the stabbing, and I didn't have any consciousness."

How did he say that lightly?

It must have hurt.

Sang Yue stretched out her arms to hug his slender waist, letting her body fit infinitely closer to him: "You should really hate me."

"At that time, it was quite annoying. I really wanted to shoot, I really wanted to, because it was so annoying. But I also felt that it was a waste of people's efforts. After all, every bullet is taxpayer's money."

"Uh..." Sang Yue, let me be polite to you, are you serious?

The shoulders of the woman in her arms shrank, and Toru Amuro lowered his head and said, "I'm talking about shooting your Gin."

"Uh..." Sang Yue flattened her mouth: "I take back what I said to you before. I just laughed at you for being injured all day long. You are not even the first level in the police academy...that sentence."

"Then I take back that sentence."

"What?" Sang Yue looked up at him, and at the right angle, Mr. Public Security secretly kissed her on the mouth.

"Say you're not my type." Toru Amuro held her head, shrinking her body down. "But one thing to say, Sigal is indeed not. My ideal type is police student Arisu Satsuki."

"Uh..." Sang Yue saw his intention, and quickly hugged herself into a ball, her legs started kicking back and forth like chickens.

"No, no, no, Kondomu has used five or six, if you take more, Pisk will find out!"

"No, I bought it myself."

"Huh?" Sang Yue hugged his head buried in her waist, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "When did you buy it. Mmm..."

"There are still two hours before dawn, which is plenty of time."

"You can let me sleep for a while...ha..."

If the mission fails today.

It's all your fault.

This is what Sang Yue said to that guy before lying in the back compartment and falling asleep.

Ley, who hadn't returned all night, sat in the passenger seat, and Bourbon, who was full of energy, sat in the driver's seat.

Only her, and only her, motionless like a dying fish.

This must be Sir's revenge.

Sang Yue wore a turtleneck sweater to cover the marks left by Toru Amuro, and was half asleep and half awake in the carriage, wanting to die.

This night is really not easy.

Mr. Public Security seems to regard her as a sandbag in the boxing ring, who can withstand his devil-like physical strength.

When she was weak and begging for mercy, she was very mocking and insisted on letting her sit up and ride on the upper seat, completely ignoring her shame and yelling, and even pretending that she was checking whether Sang Yue had been doing well this year Practice your fitness.

While testing her "physical fitness", he began to settle old scores with her.

- "That guy on Veneno is you."

"it's me."

——"Why didn't you dare to come out to see me then?"

"I'm afraid you'll kill me."

—— "Did you take the initiative to hold Gin's hand in the Clock Tower Pavilion?"

"I don't want to either, Sir."

——"Is it true that Ugli has been chasing you for a year?"

"I never talked to him."

——"Do you really dislike Gin at all?"

"not at all."

Sang Yue didn't even think about how she could show that sticky expression, half-open her lips, and say that sentence with the tip of her tongue trembling.

——"I have liked three people in my life. They are... Rei Fuguya, Toru Amuro, and Bourbon."

Then, Mr. Gongan switched to the classic Bourbon face, with slightly dimpled pupils, chilling and withered, and a strong waist.

"Really, then you can taste the power of bourbon."

When she strongly demanded to end, this guy also said with a very aggrieved expression that the part of Bourbon and Toru Amuro is over, but the part of Rei Fuguya is not yet.

Well, she seems to have had three boyfriends at the same time.

At that time, Sang Yue's head was filled with scattered and chaotic questions, and in the end there were only "ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" and "no no no".

But I don't know why, Mr. Gongan asked all the questions, but he didn't ask why Sangyue didn't go to the meeting at the fire festival that was arranged at the beginning.

This seems to be an unspoken secret.

Or maybe he felt that since Sang Yue had been found anyway, this issue was no longer important.

After arriving at the "Twilight of the Gods" club, Ley got out of the car first, and Toru Amuro took a bottle of coffee from the car and handed it to Sang Yue, and showed her the same wink from Hagiwara: "This is the secret of my feeling less."

This night almost pushed out her three souls, and the recovery period was at least half a year!

Next, Sang Yue took a gulp.

Thank you so much, but I don't understand your hint, don't expect me to drink this to accompany you to fight another hundred rounds at night.

There is no door either! !

In "Twilight of the Gods", there are a group of staff wearing uniforms, and there are several beautiful sisters wearing very sexy bikini fringed skirts with bright sequins on them.

The dress itself is very eye-catching, and all of them are protruding forward and backward, which attracts the attention of many men.

Sang Yue drank a whole cup of coffee, her head became a little more alert.

From a long distance, I saw Miss Misha in stunning dress.

She was wearing this long satin red tube top dress, revealing the broad skeleton and delicate jawline of Europeans. She was holding a glass of very strong wine in her hand. From a long distance, she saw Sang Yue walking straight towards her come over.

Sang Yue immediately poked Amuro Toru's waist, meaning: Come here and support me.

Knowing her level of Russian, Amuro helped her and said, "I'm sorry Miss Misha, she is allergic to alcohol, it's very serious."

Ley didn't bother to care about these two guys anymore, he didn't care about his existence at all, and began to get acquainted with each other inexplicably.

This also proved that my first impression in the clock tower was correct, they did know each other before, and it seemed that they were hiding it from Gin.

I chatted with James for a while yesterday, and James was curious about this member of the organization named Sigel.

By the way, I also mentioned the cooperation agreement requested by the Japanese National Police Agency during this period.Although rejected by the FBI, Ley was very interested.

This kind of cross-border collaboration will basically not agree.

In many cases, it is very difficult for the intelligence agencies of the same country to cooperate.

Because there are too many people and things involved, one more person knows the risk.

James' advice is, don't trust this guy who has been raised by Gin for ten years.But Ley felt... Maybe things are not as simple as they seem.

Miss Misha lost her interest, but she didn't ask Sang Yue to drink with her.

Andre is coming soon. As Andre's lover, she can't drag a "baby face" in front of so many employees.

The crowd dispersed, and many of them made various preparations.

And Sang Yue was called by her foreman to serve the drinks.

Those liquids in bottles and cans are biological weapons to her, and she can die on the spot after taking a sip.She is also very careful not to let this kind of thing enter her mouth.

After talking on the phone, Sang Yue immediately ran back to the area she was in charge of.

The drinks in the hall are stacked one upon another, like a beautiful pyramid, and the transparent glass wine bottles exude a criminal luster in the feasting atmosphere.

There are crowds all over the side, and there are many guys of different races among these people, and people of all colors are mixed together.

It really has a kind of Ragnarok meaning.

Miss Misha was dressed up very beautifully today, and she wore a bright dove egg the size of a thumb around her neck, the kind that could buy a house just by looking at it.

This reminded Sang Yue of the rainbow eye pink crystal pendant that Amuro Toru gave her on her previous birthday.

She didn't have time to take anything when she left.

Jing Guang said that everything was packed by Xia Shanying and handed over to Amuro Toru.

I don't know if her rainbow eyes are still there.

This guy shouldn't have been thrown away by her in a fit of anger, right?

The door of the "Twilight of the Gods" Club opened, and a big bald man walked in surrounded by many people around him.

He is very tall, about 1.9 meters high, and he stands out from the crowd when he appears, and he does not fall behind among the tall and mighty crowd of White Russian descent.

There is not a single hair on his head, and a very strange navy blue pattern is tattooed on the left half of his face, which makes the facial features of the whole person look very hideous.

When he walked over, a bunch of tendons on his body were stretched tight inside the thin shirt, which contained a terrifying and terrifying sense of strength.

The tattoo goes down, and the entire left hand is also densely packed with lines.

The people in the audience began to raise their arms and shouted, as if they regarded him as the master of this "gods".

He also greeted everyone's cheers and walked towards the protagonist of this party.

Miss Misha.

Just as the loud shouts in the venue were clamoring one after another, everyone saw Andre raised his hand, and slapped Miss Misha fiercely on the face like a palm fan.

There was a muffled "pop".

It shattered Miss Misha's charming smile, and it was like a pause button, making the audience silent.