Don't compete with fairy tale vests

The red-haired girl quietly poked her head out from behind the door.

There was no one in the living room at this time, which made her feel a little relieved. The wrinkled skirt finally escaped from Montgomery's hands, and she got a short chance to stretch herself.

But the intern of this combination still dare not let down her vigilance. It seems that because of some riots, the members of the armed detective agency are basically not in the detective agency, and she was finally able to successfully start her escape plan.

If she remembers correctly, the final action of the combination will be carried out today, maybe because of reluctance, or some other reasons, she must go to meet her companions anyway.

But when she was about to walk to the door, she heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Montgomery the Rebel Brave, where are you going?"

The red-haired girl suddenly turned her head and saw a brown-skinned young man in a loose magic robe suddenly appearing behind her.

"I just want to go out for a walk." The girl stared at the golden earrings of the will-o'-the-wisps with a calm expression, but the movement of her clenched her skirt still revealed that the girl's heart was not so calm.

But such an answer is obviously not convincing at all, as if the person on the other side has mind reading skills, the ghost fire spirit saw through Montgomery's plan at a glance.

"Cut." The red-haired girl gritted her teeth and entered a state of alert. She was not confident that she would be able to defeat the ghost fire spirit, but asking her to stay here gave the girl another inexplicable panic.

"Why are you leaving? Wouldn't it be good to stay in the Adventurer's Guild?" The ghost fire spirit asked her in a very confused tone.

"So what!" Montgomery had no way to answer this question, so he could only retort with meaningless words like this.

It would be a lie to say that it is not good at all. In all fairness, Montgomery got along well with the members of the detective agency unexpectedly, except that the range of activities he handled in the Armed Detective Agency was limited.

The taste of the strawberry-flavored cake bought by the ghost fire spirit yesterday seems to be recalled by archery, and the red-haired girl can hardly say any more rebuttal words.

She was a little dazed and found that her days in the Armed Detective Agency were much more enjoyable and satisfying than when she was in the group.

Although everyone in the group is not lacking and sincere, but the members are almost bound together out of interests, and ambition and true feelings are mixed together, which sometimes makes Montgomery feel tired.

But it was also the combination that gave her value, and she has always demanded herself with such values, but in the Armed Detective Agency, she suddenly felt some other emotions.

Montgomery thought of the white-haired boy whom he was jealous of. He obviously had a similar background, but he got more warmth and blessings here than her. There was also the boy with extremely dangerous supernatural powers. She witnessed the ghost fire. How the spirit can redeem and care for such a child without any grievances.

Can I get this kind of emotion and connection myself?After staying in the Armed Detective Agency for a long time, Montgomery sometimes has such thoughts, but her loyalty to the group is also pulling her.

"Won't you stay, Miss Montgomery?"

The girl's mind is so easy to guess, and Montgomery has hardly learned how to hide his thoughts, and all his expressions are displayed on his face without reservation.

"I do not know."

The red-haired composition trainee gripped the hem of his skirt even tighter, almost tearing the poor fabric.

"Sit down and talk slowly, okay?" The silver-haired young man looked at the girl gently and said kindly.

"Think about it, okay? Learn to rely on adults a little bit, for example," the brave man paused just right, and when Montgomery thought he was going to say something, he suddenly said solemnly, "For example Say that I am the number one brave man in the world."

Such a joke made the tangled girl smile a little, but this arc was quickly smoothed out by the girl's thoughts.

"I do not know."

After a brief silence, Montgomery's mood seemed to stabilize a little, but she still couldn't draw an accurate conclusion.

"If I don't go back, where can I go?" Montgomery said decisively, but his eyes looked in the direction of the will-o'-the-wisp as if asking for help.

The brave man couldn't stand such a look.

"That's true, how about staying for a long time." The ghost fire spirit suggested friendlyly.

When he said these words, the girl was obviously moved, but it seemed that there were still some doubts haunting her.

"However," the red-haired girl blinked anxiously, she seemed extremely conflicted, and even her usual aggressiveness seemed to be restrained, "Everyone in the group, I, I still want to be with them Goodbye, I haven't properly thanked Mr Fitzgerald."

Such a request seemed a bit excessive, and Montgomery also understood this. She opened her mouth and wanted to retract the request, but she was the first to get a reply from the will-o'-the-wisp.

"I will definitely see you." She heard the brave man tell her so seriously.

Being ambushed was unexpected to Fitzgerald, but in a sense, it was reasonable.

The temporary freezing of property is equivalent to losing supernatural powers for Fitzgerald. He used to think he was a supernatural power user, and his temper was a little irritable. The enemy, he was not surprised that he was attacked for a while, but he wanted to know which side it was.

Clutching his injured wrist, the place was already empty. The expensive gold watch was used up by Fitzgerald in the dodge just now as the nourishment for superpowers. Not only that, the place was also taken away by The attacker opened a hole, and blood was gushing from the fingers of the Americans.

"Who are you?" During the confrontation, Fitzgerald remained calm. There was not much anger or resentment in his expression, but an inconceivable calm.

After losing his last bargaining chip, Fitzgerald suddenly no longer paid attention to those things he had longed for before.

It’s as if a pilgrim was robbed of his faith on the way to the last part of his pilgrimage. At this moment, the American feels that he has no direction to act together. Everything he can rely on seems to have disappeared. Hope and future The road cannot be seen.

The assailant did not answer his question, but continued to attack in silence.

This attack was just a feint. The assailant was very afraid of Fitzgerald in the confrontation just now, so naturally he would not choose to act rashly, but what he did not expect was that Fitzgerald would not dodge at all. Instead, he opened his arms to meet the attack.

The sharp metal pierced into the man's chest, and the pain of the metal cutting his flesh made the man gasp uncontrollably. All of this was also transmitted here through the phone that was not hung up.

It seemed that his old enemy was yelling on the phone, but Fitzgerald was in no mood to care about it.

A patterned fighting method, is it a military agent?The blond man lay on his back on the ground, slowly coming to this conclusion in his mind, the excessive blood loss made his brain a little empty.

The assailant, on the other hand, was watching from a distance because of such a change, as if he was worried that Fitzgerald would have something left behind.

"Hey, I know you can hear me."

The phone that fell on the ground was miraculously undamaged, and the screen was still on. William Green's voice could also be heard from it. Compared with the eagerness before, the boy's voice has become much calmer.

"You can't use your supernatural power now, so please beg me if you want to live." William Green said maliciously, and he rarely had a good face towards Fitzgerald.

Even though he felt that the Americans might be in a bad situation, he still had this mentality of watching a show. After all, in his eyes, the guy who was always ambitious and looking forward to climbing, was greedy and tenacious like Like locusts, they will never give up a shred of hope.

But this time he was wrong, Fitzgerald's voice appeared distorted on the phone, but it contained a dark color that could not be ignored.

"Heh." The blond man chuckled sarcastically, such a tiny movement could pull the wound on his chest and make him frown slightly, but the aggression in his words was not missing at all.

"What's the point of that..." Fitzgerald said slowly, as if he had an indifferent attitude towards the wound on his chest and the taxes being cleared by the IRS.

"Hey, you are not allowed to die!"

Kurikawa Soryu originally adhered to the principle of not listening to evil, but William Green's yell also made him involuntarily release some attention to the blond boy.

It seems that the relationship is very good, but did something happen to Fitzgerald?Kurikawa Soryu knew the leader of the group, and seeing William Green calling him so sincerely, he subconsciously thought for a long time that the relationship between the two should be good.

But the German's next sentence broke his guess.

"We haven't negotiated the business last time! You can talk like this after the talk!" William Green's shout was almost hoarse.

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore, it's meaningless anyway."

"Cheer up, you fellow," William Green's eyebrows were dyed anxiously, "Think about your family."

"There is no hope." The man on the other end of the phone sighed softly, and the killer's footsteps seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

"Regret is to learn to cherish after losing it." Kurikawa Soru sighed, he didn't understand why he said this sentence, maybe this scene made me feel a little familiar.

The hands-free mobile phone obviously accepted Kurikawa Soryu's words, and Fitzgerald's weak approval also came from there: "Indeed."

When William Greene said those words to Soryu Kurikawa, he stopped persevering in persuading Fitzgerald, staring at his mobile phone as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, the mobile phone belonging to the German was pushed to Soryu Kurikawa.

Kurikawa Soryu looked up in surprise, but he heard the German say to him, "Come and talk to him."

"Huh?" William Green's words didn't sound like a joke. The blond boy seemed to be sure that he knew the situation on the other side, and passed the responsibility on to Kurikawa Soryu without any muddle.

Even if it was a matter of human life, Kurikawa Soryu had to be serious. Seeing the blue eyes of the blond boy, he couldn't tell a lie that he didn't know anything.

"So please don't give up, Mr. Fitzgerald, your wife is still waiting for you, if you just die here, then leaving that poor woman alone in the world is the result you want? "

The situation was urgent, and Soryu Kurikawa had to finish a long series of words in one breath.

Fitzgerald was silent. He thought of his wife who was in a state of mind after the death of his daughter. If something happened to him again...

"If something happens to you, your wife must be the most worried... I can understand your feelings, but if you ignore even the last relatives, there will be nothing left in the end."

Kurikawa Soryu spoke in a hurry, his palms were almost sweating, but fortunately Fitzgerald seemed to be touched.

"But now..." Fitzgerald wanted to say something more, but as soon as William Green sensed his loose attitude, he quickly and skillfully took out another mobile phone that showed an active call, and pointed at the Bian said:

"Brother, for the time being, let's call the money back to that guy Fitzgerald. I have checked his shipment and it has arrived at the port. There is no problem with acceptance."

Just a moment later, the blond boy's expression became severe, as if his elder brother said something unexpected, which also made the Germans anxious.

"Damn, those damn Yankees." The German bookseller hung up the phone resentfully.

And on Fitzgerald's side, the killer's next attack is coming, but this time Fitzgerald will not continue to give up resistance.

Although the ability cannot be used for the time being, some fighting skills of the leader of the combination are still on him, and these have played a huge role at this time.

The killer's attack came very quickly, and the man narrowly avoided the fatal blow. This action touched the wound on his chest, but his survival instinct made him temporarily forget the pain.

But William Green's voice also came from the mobile phone that was about to die: "What kind of enemy do you have, I can't save you."

"Probably to the extent that everyone hates everyone, but I didn't expect you at all." Fitzgerald sneered and replied back.

Seeing that Fitzgerald was ungrateful, William Green thought he had done his best, and was about to hang up the phone, but what Kurikawa Soryu said made him pause slightly.

Feeling the memory transmitted from the vest, Kurikawa Soryu tentatively asked the German.

"Mr. Green, is there any other way?"

This question made William Green look a little weird.

"You want to save him?" The blond boy stared into Kurikawa Soryu's eyes, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Yes, that was an agreement with a child." Kurikawa Soryu replied seriously.

Fitzgerald's crimes should be punished, but the things he promised Montgomery must be completed, and it will not be too late to hand over Fitzgerald to the authorities.This failed careerist shouldn't have died so ambiguously for a long time, and his handling should be able to give the victims a satisfactory answer.

"Then, as you wish." William Green's tone suddenly changed, and such a change made Kurikawa Soryu a little confused.

The German picked up his other mobile phone, quickly pressed a series of numbers with his fingers, and dialed the number. While waiting, he was still talking to Soryu Kurikawa.

"I'm willing to serve you, Kurikawa-kun," the blond boy said jokingly while holding the phone in one hand while making a playful salute gesture with the other, "but I should call you the leader now."

"Well, I hope Fitzgerald can last a little longer," William Green said to himself, with some condemnation in his words, "After all, it's really inhumane to disturb the old man's nap at this time."