Black's me is also jumping repeatedly today

Matsuda Jinpei suppressed his messy thoughts, looked serious, and asked quickly: "Is there anything else I can do to help? Although I don't know your identity, it won't end well if you are caught by the police, right? Besides, your injury can't dragged."

It is estimated that Hagiwara and he will also be questioned when they go back. After all, it is a bomb, and Hagiwara gave up on the bomb disposal after answering the phone call. In the eyes of others, it may be hasty and dereliction of duty.

But so what, Matsuda Jinpei thought, no one died, everyone is alive, this is already very good.This is Hagiwara's first independent bomb disposal mission. He dare not think about the consequences if the bomber has ulterior motives and Mochizuki has no interest in this matter.

As for the possibility that Mochizuki had ulterior motives... He had an intuition that the other party was here to save people, and he didn't think that two police officers who hadn't shown their sharpness would block the way of the dark creature.There are countless ways to get started, and there is no need to do this to this extent.

Besides... She is only a teenager.

Hearing a series of questions from Matsuda Jinpei, Mochizuki refused coldly: "No, stay away from me."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

"Okay," the black-haired police officer rolled his eyes, let out a "tch", and added unwillingly, "I really don't need me to take you somewhere, such as a stronghold or an underground clinic?"

"..." He looked really curious.

"Don't do unnecessary things." Her voice became lower and lower, and she was almost speechless: "Suppress your curiosity. We have never met before."

The black-haired girl took a step back, and the light and shadow in the corner were cut, dividing them into light and dark ends.

She is perfectly hidden in the darkness, like a duck to water, harmonious and comfortable.

Matsuda Jinping nodded: "Okay."

"Well, then, I'm looking forward to our first meeting," he said with a smile.

The black-haired girl didn't say anything, she turned her back and walked away when Matsuda Jinpei spoke, her pace didn't change, her back was still straight, and she didn't respond to the words.

Matsuda Jinpei thought she definitely heard it.

He clicked on his sunglasses and smiled.

Since you said that you have never met before, in order to cooperate with you and consider everyone's safety, I can only look forward to meeting you for the "first time".

"Tsk, it's really troublesome." Thinking of the mess that will follow, as well as the bomber and Furutani and Mochizuki's organization that must be investigated personally——Matsuda Jinpei is not someone who gives up after serious warnings Man - he just had a headache.

These two people are really more worry-free than the other.

The curly-haired youth came to You Shunran, and as expected, he heard Hagiwara Kenji ask in a low voice, "Where is Mochizuki?"

"Let's go. I'm afraid it's not suitable for me to contact the people over there." Matsuda Zhenping summed it up succinctly.

In that case, it is irresponsible for anyone's safety.

Hagiwara nodded clearly: "How does she look?"

"It's not very good. She seems to be injured." Matsuda Jinpei frowned recalling the state of the black-haired girl. Even if he was a little worried, there were still things waiting for him here, and he couldn't be as willful as a child.

His eyes fell on Ueda Maka, who had just stabilized his emotions and was temporarily sitting in the police car to adjust.

After Hagiwara Kenji recited her, she woke up completely.

A female police officer with a kind face is asking her about the specific situation in a friendly manner. Maka Ueda slowly calmed down in the initial fear, but what she said seems to provide clues. If you think about it carefully, you will find that there is no key information at all. .

How can an ordinary person have this kind of awareness?

Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji looked at each other.

Hagiwara Kenji stepped forward, smiled and said to the police officer, "I know her, let me communicate with her."

The female police officer breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to the sociable Hagiwara: "Thank you."

This girl gave her a very strange feeling, she seemed to be cooperating, but it made people feel that she couldn't do anything.

Maka Ueda took a look at Kenji Hagiwara, then lowered his eyes again, the expression on his face was so normal that he didn't look like someone who was almost killed by the bomb just now.

No, it should be said, too peaceful.

What is she sure about?What is she relying on?

——Is it Mochizuki?

Would a person who has only known each other for less than a week trust each other so much?Or... is there something hidden that others don't know about.

"I know Mochizuki's... identity." Sitting beside her, Hagiwara whispered slowly, seeing Ueda Maka's eyelashes twitch as expected.He persuaded gently but firmly: "Don't be afraid, you can trust me."

Maka Ueda suddenly asked, "Where's Mochizuki?"

Hagiwara Kenji was taken aback.

"Here." Ueda Maka raised her head, her brown eyes were full of determination: "Only she knows that I am still upstairs in the apartment, so she must have been here just now."

'I trust her. '

She softened her tone: "That person... came for her."

Hagiwara Kenji: "That person? Aiming at Mochizuki?"

"Ms. Mochizuki's current situation must be very dangerous..." Ueda Maka's calm expression cracked: "It's because I'm so useless that he can use me to threaten Mochizuki... If it wasn't for her poor state, she must have Not leaving at this time."

Hagiwara Kenji looked serious.

"Mochizuki's situation is very dangerous" "Take Ueda Maka to threaten Mochizuki"...

So Mochizuki's news...is this how it came about?

Well, the bombing this time is probably really not easy.

The last trace of doubt towards the girl disappeared without a trace.

——But how did she escape from that person's control in such a short period of time?What price did you pay?

【She seems to be hurt. 】

——Will someone really come to meet her?

Hagiwara Kenji's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head: "Zhenping——"

The black-haired police officer also heard some of their conversations nearby, and at the same time Kenji Hagiwara made a sound, he rushed out regardless of the surprised eyes of his colleagues.

"Hey, Matsuda, what are you doing—"

Matsuda Jinpei did not answer.

The direction Mochizuki left from appeared in his mind, he came to the corner where she disappeared, but changed to the opposite alley.

Soon, he smelled blood, and Mochizuki hadn't gone far—there was no one to pick her up!

She - is - lying.

Matsuda Jinpei gritted his teeth, reflecting that he believed the other party's words too easily.He doesn't understand her character at all, what if she is the kind of bastard who insists on being brave?Didn't he put her in a dangerous situation?

No matter who Mochizuki is, Matsuda Jinpei doesn't want to see those bad results.

He adjusted his breathing and picked up the speed.

Turning another corner, the figure of a black-haired girl appeared in the alley.

With her back to Matsuda Jinpei, she walked forward step by step, her pace was much slower.There was a bloody smell in the air, but she remained indifferent as if she hadn't smelled anything. Even in this situation, her back was still straight.

But she was just too skinny.

As hard and sharp as a knife, it seemed that she was easier to break.

The black coat slipped off his shoulders, and the blood-stained white shirt was exposed to the air, revealing a dull and harsh color.

The shadow in the alley enveloped her whole body.

Matsuda Jinpei saw the black-haired girl finally stop slowly, and then slowly fell forward.

[Due to the player's cross-level operation and excessive overdraft, all side effects shall be borne by the player himself]

[During this period, the overdraft skill cannot be used and is in a blocked state, and will be unblocked after the effect expires]

When the cold electronic sound came, Mochizuki glanced at the game interface and found that [Speech Art] had all been grayed out.

She knows that this is only temporary, just like any ability overdrawn will temporarily be unusable, it seems to be controlled by the game, but in fact it is not.

After all, in the final analysis, the game is also a product of her entertainment. If it is a system, it is not the embodiment of Mochizuki's consciousness.

The black-haired girl closed her eyes, and felt as if she had returned to her previous life for a moment. There was no pain adjustment to help her block all pain, and she needed to be immersed in pain every day and night.

When she got sick, she had almost no will of her own, and lived like a waste without dignity. The burden on her body never allowed her to have a better day, but she didn't want to die so uselessly on the hospital bed.

Even if she chose to set fire to death, she would never be willing to die like that.

Her body wouldn't allow it, but her brain wasn't damaged.She may not be able to do what ordinary people can do; but she can easily do what they cannot do.

She is not reconciled to wanting her to be inactive for the rest of her life.

Because of these unspoken pride and aversion to mediocrity, Mochizuki was the only patient who survived all the surgical procedures.

From then on, her life and death can be chosen by herself.

Mochizuki couldn't help but let out a low laugh, touching the open wound again.

She covered her lips, and the blood stained her hands, reminding her of the seriousness of backlash again.

Gan, she doesn't want to become Batman's throat cancer throat!Probably not, right? ?

Mochizuki String: Surprised.

She adjusted her breathing gently.

Even though I hated this feeling, the fainting of consciousness caused by weakness and blood loss was inevitable.Mochizuki couldn't help shaking, and saw that the distance between the ground and her seemed to be unclear at times.

Oh no.

...she seems to be falling.

How long until Scotland to...?Wait, she seems to have thrown her phone away, which means he can't know her location through positioning.

Damn it, the temporary safe house that was prepared long ago seems to be useless...

Speaking of which, she is such a useless mobile phone, can Gin afford her?Will his wallet hold up?

Although the consciousness was drowsy, the brain still refused to stop flashing one thought after another, the speed of uncontrolled thinking did not slow down a bit, and all kinds of messy things came out persistently and turned around.

Lie flat.

You won't die if you fall, anyway, no one will see——

……what?

Mochizuki found that he had not been further hurt, but was gently caught, as if falling into someone's arms.

The man accurately avoided her wound, hugged her, and used himself as a support to prevent her from falling to the ground.

The strong smell of blood no longer irritated her nostrils, as if it had left her completely, leaving only the clean scent of sunlight and laundry detergent on the tip of her nose, mixed with a bit of dusty smell.

She heard a familiar voice and sighed helplessly and said, "Since you sent a message, please trust me more, Miss Zhuyeqing, who is delicate and selfish?"