The waistcoat jumps sideways, please Ke Xue stay away from me!

Hearing this, Langster's steps became a little chaotic. But while trying not to be discovered, he began to speed up. When he reached the top, he saw only -

In a flash, the silver-haired killer, who was recognized as Vermouth in disguise by a monster in the same disguise, stepped back and drew his gun, but it broke incredibly fragilely.

It was a very dramatic scene. Then, Ran Maoli, who had just been almost shot in the head, subconsciously rushed towards the person falling from the building and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

“…”Langster saw it from behind, but did not move a step.

"What are you staring at? Hurry up and grab my hand...eh?"

Kudo Shinichi rushed down from upstairs and grabbed Vermouth's clothes together.

But after a moment of silence, Vermouth grabbed the pole next to her and climbed up as if she had mutated.

But to be honest, Langster could even complain about the good quality of the clothes... because the question that Mao Lilan asked just now was probably because she saw the inflated compression pad she placed underneath.

It can be said that as long as you don’t land head first, you probably won’t die.

Especially with the training...hmm.

"…Why did you save me?" Vermouth asked. "Why?"

"What other reasons do you need?" Kudo Shinichi answered while protecting Xiaolan and checking if she was injured:

"There may be a motive for a person to kill another person, but if you want to save someone in an emergency, you won't think that much, right?"

After checking for a long time, it was confirmed that Mao Lilan was fine, and Kudo Shinichi's tone gradually became much lighter.

Perhaps because she had experienced too much that night, Mao Lilan looked bitter and fainted under the protection of Kudo Shinichi.

Langster, who was in the dark, saw that Vermouth did not continue to raise his gun, and his eyes seemed to be looking at him vaguely.

Were they noticed? Emm, these two are pretty good. They can actually relax in this situation. It is not ruled out that their brains crashed after seeing the mat underneath.

"No matter what you do, I will collect evidence until I can send you to hell." Kudo Shinichi said this as he was about to leave with Mao Lilan in his arms. Langster was sweating after hearing this. If he heard these words being said to him from behind, he would have to shoot no matter whether he could hit the target or not.

Unexpectedly, Vermouth… no, Vermouth under the silver-haired devil mask had undergone some exaggerated deformation through the mask. Specifically, it seemed that she was… moved? ? I am not blind.

Wait, Vermouth, if you shoot now, I will save you, but don't do this. You are not going to turn from darkness to light... No, no, don't tell me that you have been turned against, right? ?

Seeing Kudo Shinichi walking down and passing by him, Langster held his breath on the spot. Until the end, no one except Vermouth noticed that he was there.

Hmm... So did you find the handkerchief? This question suddenly popped up in Langster's mind. It was quiet all around. After a moment, after confirming that the two had left, Langster walked out from the shadows.

The person in front of her was Vermouth faking her suicide, but of course it was not one of her identities, that of a big star or herself. She was simply faking the suicide of this silver-haired devil.

"Do you want me to find someone?" Langster seemed eager to try this kind of thing. He had been frightened for a long time, and doing a small brainless task was just right for relaxing.

Vermouth did not reply, but continued with his actions. The other party had taken off the human skin mask, raised it in his hand and raised an eyebrow at him.

"It looks like you don't plan to clean up the mess," Langster said, although this was entirely what he wanted to do.

Vermouth still didn't reply.

"?"

Langster was confused. He was poisoned and mute... Impossible, then it was my problem? Let me think about it.

I lowered my head and reviewed what just happened. It seemed that there was nothing wrong. What about the conversation... ?

He thought of something and spoke carefully: "I'm not that kind of person, otherwise I wouldn't have passed the test. ... The reason for killing is simple. Although there aren't many people to save... but there are always reasons, and that's what I have to do no matter what."

"Oh? For example."

That's right. Langster was secretly afraid. Specifically... He was silent for a long time, so long that Vermouth was about to tidy up her clothes and finish the rest of the work herself before he thought about it and spoke:

"I can only tell you one of them. For example... you don't want to see my dear colleague die unexpectedly?"

After thinking for a while, he added:

"At least the deal between the two of us is over, and our relationship isn't that bad."

"I understand." Vermouth gave him a meaningful look, and finally left one more sentence:

"I'll take care of the aftermath." He seemed to be in a good mood.

Oops... I've said too much. Langster felt a little uneasy, but he couldn't take back what he had just said.

Judging from this reaction, there is 90% chance that you already know what I am talking about, tsk.

...Forget it, luckily no one asked me where I got the mat from.

Seeing that Vermouth had left, Langster left in another direction.

Hmm? The handkerchief is gone, it looks like it was taken away. Speaking of the handkerchief, if it wasn't there, I probably wouldn't have met Akai Shuichi...?

Just as I was thinking of this person's name, the other party came to this area with the FBI as if he had sensed something, or rather, it was Langster who bumped into them.

“Did you see a silver-haired road demon?

The FBI agent asked in English, Langster really wanted to call the police at this time... No, it seemed like he was walking into a trap.

"No." He pretended to think about it and answered like an ordinary person.

A normal person wouldn't be able to see any flaws at all... unless a top psychologist or micro-expression expert was watching closely. But it seemed as if Shuichi Akai's radar suddenly sensed something, or maybe it was because he was being serious and responsible, anyway, he glanced over here.

Just this one glance...

Langster and the former Rye successfully met each other's eyes at this moment, and then...

"Catch him."

He gave the order very decisively. This means he must have been recognized... Nonsense! Langster now has Langster Bent's face completely. If someone else had a normal appearance and changed their temperament and disguised it, there would be no problem. But this guy didn't even change his hair. It would be a miracle if he couldn't be recognized.

Langster retreated quickly, and Akai Shuichi said the second sentence at the same time as he shot at him:

"It's best to catch them alive."

You didn't catch Gin... now you're going to get me, right?

Langster really didn't expect that Akai Shuichi would shoot so cleanly. Fortunately, he didn't shoot close to his face. He turned a little bit at this distance... most of the bullet penetrated his shoulder.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... The gun was originally aimed at the chest, right? This is the easiest to catch alive? ?

Langster frantically activated various life-saving props. Now the best option was to go to a higher place.

It was like sending himself to their base camp...Langster wanted to curse after hearing this.

After the other party fired a few more shots but they were all blocked, Langst found the right time to jump up the wall, and then...

Find a dead corner and quickly turn into a little golden cat!

Hehe, perfect. But as a lesson learned from the past, it’s better not to be seen.

Thinking of this, Langster jumped onto the balcony of a house downstairs, and drilled in, just blending in with the potted plants. He formed a circle in the potted plants and hugged the plants, but the plants were so lush that he couldn't see anything at all.

Finally, a group of FBI searched the rooftop for a long time, but the traces of blood disappeared halfway.

Akai Shuichi said:

"Tsk, let him run away."

After that, I no longer looked for Langster. After all, the main task was to find the road demon.

Langster breathed a sigh of relief. After going around in circles, he just couldn't get around rye...

But it will definitely be more difficult when returning to China, just like discovering that the American FBI has arrived in Japan... a bunch of people will be sent to catch them.

But I guess this is the aftermath of it. Otherwise, when Vermouth was halfway through getting the materials, Shuichi Akai would come by... This scene is too beautiful and I dare not watch it.

……

The next day.

Langster was half lying on the bed, watching the morning news, with a bandage on his left shoulder for the gunshot wound which had almost healed.

"Highway Devil Suicide... Eh? Is it so open here? Just release it in such high resolution without any censorship?"

I was impressed by the simple folk customs here. I don't know if it was because no one noticed that Vermouth handled the situation so well, or if the local police officers needed to appease the people, but the matter here came to an end.

By the way: the number of airport security personnel has increased, but it’s of little use.

Because by this time Langst had returned safely.