Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Kenji Hagiwara looked around and found that the person guarding the box had disappeared.

Have all the people left?

Kenji Hagiwara wants to be more cautious so that he can save others while protecting himself, rather than becoming a burden.

But when it came to Xiao Jiangu's innocence and safety, the only thing he could do was to step on the accelerator.

He came to the box, reached out and grasped the handle, leaned his head against the heavy door, and said silently: "Xiao Zhenping, will you support me?"

A glint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he pushed the door open.

A faint fragrance wafts out, it is the club's unique air-purifying aromatherapy.

He stood at the door, staring inside, his purple eyes full of disbelief.

The room was completely empty, and the people who were there before were gone.

He turned on the light with trembling hands and turned to close the door.

He quickly checked around the room, but there was nothing, no trace at all.

He looked serious and subconsciously walked to the position in front of Xiao Jiangu. The different touch under his feet made his body pause. He immediately took a half step back and squatted down to look.

I saw that the carpet was very wet, as if it had been washed.

He pressed it with his hand, and the moist touch of his fingertips was very obvious.

He put his fingertips close and sniffed, and a smell of detergent mixed with the smell of blood came out.

This blood...

Is it from Xiaojianggu?

He closed his eyes, his face looked very ugly, and he immediately stood up and walked out.

The group had already left, and Xiao Xianggu was also missing.

I don’t know whether he was taken away by that person or returned to the organization.

Kenji Hagiwara smiled bitterly, both results were not very good.

Quietly avoiding the club's security and surveillance, Kenji Hagiwara left the club and stood in the quiet night, with scarlet Mars looming.

He held the cigarette between his legs and dialed the number dejectedly: "Xiao Zhenping..."

On the other side, Matsuda Jinpei Masato was guarding a blind spot, wearing a bulletproof vest and a helmet.

Hearing that something was wrong with You Xunran's voice, he pulled down his mask and asked calmly, "What happened, Hagi?"

After Hagiwara Kenji told him what happened in the club with a difficult tone, he covered his face with one hand and said weakly: "I can't save him, Jinpei-chan, I'm very worried about him."

Matsuda Jinpei stood up straight, his eyes sharp as he looked towards the brightly lit medical research base not far away. He said calmly, "Since we can't find Furuya, we'll collect the interest first. Hagi, do you know the mission of the public security?"

Hagiwara Kenji stood up straight, threw away his cigarette butt, and walked quickly towards the car: "Of course. I also received the mission for today. Have you started yet?"

Matsuda Jinpei checked the time. "The Explosives Division and the Public Security Bureau have secretly surrounded the laboratory and are about to launch an operation. You have half an hour to come over."

Kenji Hagiwara's eyes lit up. Xiao Zhenping's rational and calm attitude was very similar to the way he threw the bomb in the Aquavit Villa three years ago.

The sense of déjà vu was so strong that it made Hagiwara Kenji worried and a little crazy.

He returned to the car as quickly as possible, started the car, and the curve of his mouth was crazy and excited.

"Half an hour is enough..."

A huge roar sounded, and the car disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye like an assassin in the dark night.

After hanging up the phone, Jinpei Matsuda took out a remote control from his pocket.

After he entered the laboratory yesterday, he had placed bombs on every floor and transferred control of the base's self-destruct device into his hands.

In other words, if he pressed his finger, this experimental base would explode continuously.

So many explosives are enough to protect the police from rescuing the experimental subjects and data inside.

He pulled down his mask and looked towards the experimental base, like a cheetah hunting in the forest, lurking patiently waiting for the opportunity, but his eyes were full of aggression.

In front of the big black building, a black car stopped quietly.

The driver got out of the car first and quickly looked around for places where people could hide. After finding no danger, he went around to the other side of the car and opened the door.

As Vermouth was about to go out, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of her new boss slowly adjusting his clothes, looking like a gentleman who was waiting for her to get out of the car before getting out.

For some reason, Vermouth became furious in an instant.

Maybe it’s because I thought I would meet a boss with a good personality, but it turned out that the new boss was more frightening and better at disguising himself than the previous one.

She found out that Mr. G was quite tolerant towards his partner during the mission, and she suddenly became bolder and took out a red candy from her pocket.

She suddenly came in front of Rei Furuya and called out softly and seductively, "Mr. G."

Fūya Rei's hair stood on end, his eyes widened, and he blurted out, "You're possessed... huh?"

As he spoke, a sugar pill was stuffed into his mouth.

Vermouth flashed and got out of the car.

Inside the car, Fūya Rei felt a pungent and acrid smell rushing straight into his soul, followed by a fiery heat exploding in his mouth. At that moment, he seemed to feel the scorching heat of hell.

Jōgō Rei was gasping for breath, his face flushed red from the spiciness, tears welled up in his eyes, and his lips were already swollen as he got out of the car coughing and choking.

He wiped the tears from the spicy food, gasped, and asked helplessly and tolerantly, "How did I offend you? Hey, did I let you use this abnormal spicy food to torture me?"

Vermouth came over swayingly, her eyes full of affection, her mouth covered with a smile, and she was so charming: "I just want to see Gin's expression when he sees you like this, it must be very exciting."

Hearing this, a faint glint flickered in Fūya Rei's eyes. He rolled up his sleeves to show the marks on his wrists, and said with a hint of indulgence and a hint of bad humor, "You're going to ruin my innocence. Next time we go shopping, you'll pay for all my expenses."

Vermouth acted generously, like a wealthy patron: "No problem."

Tsk, how awful. She knew Mr. G was a tough guy, and he would not hesitate to trick her.

I'm really looking forward to Bourbon's expression when he wakes up. That must be very funny.

Vermouth chuckled a few times and put on Kikuchi's disguise again.

He had a cold face, his arms crossed over his chest, and he leisurely admired Amuro Toru, whose eyes were red and tears-filled from the spiciness, and who looked like a pitiful little being who had suffered so much.

Very good, it perfectly matches his imagination!

He put his arm around Fūya Rei's waist and took the elevator to the top floor.

Big Black Building, top floor, cocktail bar.

Gin sat on a high stool in the dim light not far from the bar, drinking. His top hat was placed on the table, and his long, soft silver hair was as pure as the moonlight, quietly falling down to his waist.

He took off his black windbreaker and draped it over a chair on the other side, revealing the fashionable gray-brown turtleneck sweater underneath. His cold, pale complexion looked even more pale and cool under the light.

When the cold aura around him dissipated a little, he gave people a feeling of elegance, like an aristocrat living in a European castle.

Zhu Fujingguang sat with Chianti and Cohen and drank.