I saw the countdown to their death

Hojo Satoru was speechless, and replied angrily, "It's just the master's task."

"Master...'s mission?" The girl suddenly changed her attitude, and said coldly, "Who is the master?"

"My master is... what the hell..."

Halfway through Hojo Gojo's words, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

There was a forced pause in the voice, and the tone changed from exasperation to gentleness, "Just kidding, I am the messenger of justice in the face of injustice. If I see a girl being chased by bad guys in the middle of the night, as long as it is a boy, I will not be indifferent."

"..."

The girl didn't answer, the faint light of the street lamp came in from the window, her tall figure looked so tall and straight, so cold...

"Well, you're injured, right? You can use the things here. If the injury is not serious, you should bandage it first, and then call the ambulance."

Hojo Satoru stood up slowly, turned to face the girl, and showed a simple and honest smile, "Now I have to continue to find the bad guy who chased you, and he must be brought to justice..."

As he spoke, he backed away slowly until his palm hit the doorknob, and he twisted the handle with a 'click', but he froze in place.At the same time, a bean-sized drop of cold sweat slipped from the temples.

Red and blue lights lit up outside the window, the ear-piercing siren rang in the ear, and the samurai sword with the cold light caused a tingling pain in the neck, and at the same time, the bottom of my heart was cold.

"Is that your purpose?"

As the cold questioning sound came, Hojo Satoru's pupils shrank, the smile finally froze on his face, and even his cautious breathing stopped.

Although I don't know where the samurai sword on my neck came from, but at this moment, this sword is definitely ten thousand times more terrifying than the gun just now!

Yes, the benefits of bursting adrenal glands can greatly improve physical fitness, and at the same time act on instinct, it will also reduce people's IQ to negative numbers...

The shock of the murderer pulling out the gun was too great, and the sad news of the "mysterious girl" being shot made people feel down to the bottom. Under the double shock, they were still facing death threats, so too many details were ignored.

In fact, I already figured it out just now with a 'click'.

I want to understand where the sense of disobedience came from before, and I also understand why the 'killer' suddenly yelled after being attacked by me.That's because he was conveying unexpected information to his teammates, and at the same time calling for help and seeking support.

So, it was the police who got hit by his two pepper water grenades, and this is the murderer in front of him?

The mysterious girl who needs to change her destiny is Te Niang's murderer?She was threatened with death because she was chased by the police with guns. Without external intervention, she would be shot dead tonight!

So, where did you get the knife?

No matter how blind I am, I can be 100% sure that she didn't bring a knife when she was chased!Why can't it be taken out of Nako!

No wonder the first reaction of being rescued is to ask yourself what is the purpose... The system is trying to play me to death, it must be like this!

The siren became louder and louder, and the quiet residential area was lit up one after another. Countless police cars surrounded the area, and the noise, barking, and shouting sounded in my ears.

Generally speaking, the police arrest people quietly by encircling and sneaking in. Only when the criminal's location is known but the exact location is unknown, will the area be tightly blocked, and the siren will be turned on to ensure that not even a fly can fly out. It's a psychological deterrent.

They knew they had the killer rounded up, so it was time to do a door-to-door carpet search.

The sharp stabbing pain from the sharp blade piercing the skin spread from the neck to the nerves. The cold and hot touch was extremely real. As the subconscious took a step back, the half-covered door that had just been opened closed again with a 'click'.

Hojo Satoru's throat squirmed, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.You must stay calm now, and you must show your calm state when you are doing math problems!He raised his hands while his brain raced.

She didn't kill herself, although she didn't know why, but there was still room to maneuver, answer her questions, answer her questions!

A pool of bright red overflowed from the girl's feet, and the blood slowly spread like a puddle, but she spoke again as if she hadn't noticed it, her voice was cold, like the soul-stirring voice from Nine Nether Hell, "You have one second left."

Hojo Satoru glanced at the blood on the ground, gritted his teeth cruelly, and growled, "For the bounty!"

But just after finishing speaking, Hojo Satoru heard a muffled buzzing in his head... I'm going to suffer, I got the wrong answer!

"it is good."

The girl nodded and said indifferently, "Go to hell."

dying?What the hell are you going to die?

At this moment, Hojo Satoru felt that time was slowing down, and his senses were infinitely magnified. The sharp blade cut into the skin, and the severe pain blurred his vision...

No, there is still a chance!

At this critical moment, Hojo Satoru opened his eyes as if he suddenly remembered something, then stared at the perverted killer in front of him, and shouted suddenly: "Sister Miyajima, because I like you! !!"

The cold advancing blade stopped abruptly with an eager confession. Hojo Satoru didn't know that the blade was almost attached to the aorta, but he felt his heart beating fast, and even the pain was subconsciously ignored.

The blood-stained blade slowly retracted, and Hojo Satoru heaved a sigh of relief... This life was saved for the time being.

At the juncture of life and death, I finally remembered something that I had been ignoring in a hurry. Although I only saw her name at a glance just now, I can look it up carefully now...

"Name: Miyajima Qingluan."

"Biological characteristics: human."

"Charm: 8"

"Intelligence: 7"

"Strength: 8"

"Agility: 9"

"Physical strength: 7"

"Spiritual Power: 2"

"Keywords: Tokyo Murderer."

Chapter 14 Cheating System·True

There was a lot of noise outside the siren.

Hojo Satoru was in an extremely complicated mood, and sat against the corner full of doubts, but it was obviously not the time to ask this.

And the reason why I sat in the corner was because I made a love confession, so the pink handcuffs full of love were being handcuffed on my right hand and left ankle at this time.

Well, this kind of handcuffing method can only sit cross-legged on the ground, it is impossible to stand up and sneak away, as soon as you stand up, you will be in the posture of pouting your buttocks.

But... why didn't Miyajima Qingluan kill herself?

The murderer who caused panic throughout Japan and even made headlines in foreign media did not kill himself!

Let her be merciful, definitely not because of his handsome appearance, or because of his sworn confession after being called by his name.As a frightening perverted murderer, he certainly wouldn't let him go just because he was a lifesaver.

Then there is only one reason, and I am a hostage.

At this time, Hojo Satoru quietly looked at Miyajima Qingluan who was sitting on the toilet floor wiping his knife.

There is one thing to say, Sakamoto Ryosuke is not exaggerating at all. The head of the archery department of the private Aoyama High School is a tall beauty with an absolutely proud figure and a height of 1.7 meters.

As for her appearance, she was scored 8 by the system, so there is no need to explain too much, but Hojo Satoru didn't feel that she was any worse than Tsukimiri, only that she had a different style.

Miyajima Qingluan, who took off her hood, has a short hair named 'Princess Cut', sharp eyes, a beautiful and delicate face, but with a stern beauty...

If wearing a kimono, Miyajima Qingluan gives the first impression of a high-ranking Princess of the Warring States Period.And when holding a knife, she looks like a decisive female general of the Warring States Period in ancient times...or it is more appropriate to use a knife to describe her, she is a sharp knife herself.

It's really a fierce knife, a fierce person.

Minister Miyajima's serious character can be seen. After taking off the mask, her flawless face was covered with the words "cold and indifferent"... What the hell is an upright and rigid person?

One day ago, Hojo Satoru wanted to break his head, and he would not associate Miyajima Qingluan with the murderer. Even if his personality was pretending, his figure would not be deceiving.

However, these doubts were clear at this time, and the murderer lady who finished wiping the knife in the toilet began to treat the wound with the faint light from the window.

After she took off her loose coat and trousers, she revealed a big quilted jacket soaked in blood, cotton trousers and a tight chest wrap, but the quilted jacket was not filled with cotton, but fine sand to increase its weight.

This also makes her look like a strong man, and also plays a role in Zeng Zhong, because the police will use the depth of footprints to judge the real weight of the suspect.

Then Miyajima Qingluan leather boots were also increased to a size 42, making her height from 170cm to 180cm.However, it is worth mentioning that this pair of shoes is very strange. The sole is 42 sizes, but the upper is smaller, like the fabric is stitched in the center of an oversized insole.

This is because the police will judge from the stress point of the footprints whether the suspect is deliberately wearing ill-fitting shoes to commit the crime.

If you wear small size shoes, the footprint at the heel will be deeper, because the toes are curled up when walking, and the center of gravity is subconsciously leaned back.When walking in large-size shoes, the center of gravity is subconsciously forward, the footprint on the sole of the foot will be deeper, and there will be more space on the heel to avoid stress.

Because of this, the police never suspected that the murderer was a woman.

The method is too superb, and the police can handle it to death!

Aside from these, Miyajima Qingluan is very strong in herself, she is so agile in such heavy clothes, and under normal conditions, it is estimated that flying over the eaves and walls is not a problem, it is simply terrifying.

Hojo Satoru twisted his body, and continued to carefully look at Miss Murderer.

But no matter how advanced the martial arts is, she is still afraid of kitchen knives. She was shot, but it was still two shots!

A bullet pierced the left thigh and lodged in the front of the sand pants.Another bullet entered through the right rear shoulder, shattered the shoulder blade and lodged in the body.The blood soaked into the sand coat, which also made the sand a little coagulated, which is why there was not much blood left on the road.

At this time, Miyajima Qingluan was dealing with her thigh injury. Because her right arm was damaged, she only bit one end of the bandage with her teeth and bandaged it with her left hand with difficulty.

Her expression was cold and her eyes were cold, giving people the illusion that she was completely painless, but her pale face and the bean-sized cold sweat on her forehead revealed that she was suffering unimaginable pain at this time.

Hojo Satoru, who was huddled in the corner, was in a mess. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to do something, but just as he was about to speak, Miyajima Qingluan turned his head suddenly. Just a look, the words that had been squeezed into his throat were forced I held back my stomach.

In the distance, the siren is loud, and the barking of the dog is becoming more and more clear...

As far as the current situation is concerned, the police will start yelling in this direction within 10 minutes at most. After all, I ran all the way with her on my back. In such a bumpy situation, even if the blood coagulates fine sand, it will definitely leave traces.

Besides, there is chili oil residue in the place where the incident happened, and they were poured by themselves. As long as the police dogs do not have rhinitis, they will soon follow the smell to find this place.

"It's cold."

Hojo Satoru sighed helplessly. She was crippled and definitely couldn't run away. Now that she wanted to make the last struggle, she was about to die... What would happen to the hostage unless the sniper shot him in the head? Otherwise, she would kill herself the moment she was shot.

What is this shit called!Is this the reason why two lives are given immediately after receiving the mission?System, I call you an immortal!

"Hey……"

Hojo Satoru sighed again, and said helplessly with a dead face: "Stop it, Luan, there are policemen outside."

The rotten lament did not attract Miss Murderer's attention. She frowned slightly, and then pulled the bandage on her thigh forcefully. The severe pain caused her to let out a muffled groan, her head suddenly resting on her knees and her body trembling uninterruptedly. .

"I can't escape, senior, the sewers are probably blocked by the police now."

Hojo Satoru thought for a while, and then began to talk nonsense, "Speaking of which, I was super excited that senior didn't do anything to me. So I think that senior must have her own reasons for doing so."

Miyajima Qingluan leaned against her knees and turned her face slightly, a trace of mockery flashed in her cold eyes.

"It's absolutely true!"

Seeing the drama, Hojo Satoru got excited instantly, and said plausibly: "Because I like senior sister, I choose to trust senior sister! And...even...um...as long as there is love, it doesn't matter even if it is a murderer!"

Miyajima Qingluan withdrew her gaze, ignored this guy's exaggerated acting skills, but slightly lowered her head to glance at her swollen right shoulder.The bullet came in from behind but didn't come out through the body, so now it's time to remove the bullet from the body.

At the same time, the sound of a loudspeaker was heard in the distance, and the area was already bustling. Most people even got up and actively cooperated with the police to search. They haven't found the building yet, but it will be soon.

"Sister, why don't you help me untie the handcuffs, and I'll help you treat the wound first?"

Hojo Satoru stared at Miyajima Qingluan and seriously suggested: "Senior sister injured her shoulder, and you can't take out the bullet there anyway. Let me help you, or you will lose too much blood soon In a coma."

Miyajima Qingluan stopped his movements, a trace of hesitation seemed to flash across his indifferent face.

"Don't you think we met by fate tonight? I'll help you deal with the wound first, then you hide in the attic, and I'll deal with the police."

Hojo Satoru continued to strike while the iron was hot, and glanced at the crime tools on the low table as he spoke, his tone became urgent, "Stun guns and other things need to be hidden, let me help you, there is no time."

"You talk a lot."

Miyajima Qingluan's voice carried a sense of heroism, resolute and decisive, cold and chilling.

But Hojo Satoru, who was already rotten, was completely unafraid. He just paused for a moment after being threatened, and when he was about to speak again, Miss Murderer suddenly made a strange move.

She held the blade and pointed it at her shoulder. After taking a deep breath, her gaze became sharp and terrifying again, and then she suddenly raised her head...

"Ah-"

The pale blade pierced through the body, and came out from behind...

"Fuck!"

Hojo Satoru was stunned, staring blankly at the samurai sword stuck on her shoulder.

"Drink, drink..."

Miyajima Qingluan's eyes were red, her chest heaved rapidly, and a chilling growl came out of her throat, and this roar... was like a lioness surrounded by hyenas, completely aroused !

"I wipe..."

Hojo Satoru murmured and opened his mouth, subconsciously held his breath, but the next second was even more exciting.

Miss Murderer clenched her teeth tightly, and moved her trembling left hand from the blade to the handle. After holding it tightly, she slowly pressed down... The sharp blade cut through the skin, and bright red blood flowed out from the wound, staining her chest red , and the cloth that will suppress evil.

"Ah-"

With the creepy sound, the blade was drawn out with a series of blood beads.