"Damn it, are those guys from the New York Police Department crazy? Didn't they send all the police in the city?"
Behind a window, Belmore looked at the police cars coming and going on the street and cursed secretly.
The situation was a bit beyond her imagination.
According to her observation, the police were continuously surrounding the neighborhood and blocking every entrance and exit.
Not only was this block blocked, but several surrounding blocks were also blocked.
This shows how much panic the silver-haired murderer caused in New York.
While forming a circle of encirclement, police officers worked in pairs to conduct detailed searches of every house in the neighborhood.
If it were normal times, such a huge battle might be able to make all the criminals in the world helpless, but it would not be able to trap her, Belmod.
She is proficient in disguise and voice change. She can completely change herself into a completely different image, and then walk out with swagger.
What does your arrest of a Japanese man with long white hair have to do with me, a European and American woman?
But she hasn't reached her goal yet.
She has killed the silver-haired murderer and will be discovered by the police soon. There is no way she can pretend to be a murderer and use this false identity to trap and kill Akai Shuichi.
You know, if the silver-haired murderer hadn't been caught and brought to justice for a long time, Shuichi Akai would not have taken action.
Next time I want to lure Akai Shuichi out of his lair, it won’t be that easy!
While waiting, Bellmode's patience was worn away bit by bit. If she continued like this, sooner or later she would be discovered by the police who were searching all over the place.
Even if she is not discovered, once the police encirclement is completed, she will still have difficulty escaping from the police investigation after taking action!
But her goal never appeared.
The police's footsteps had reached her ears on the top floor through the corridor, and Belmore knew that she could not wait any longer.
She was about to evacuate from this observation point and hide in the place where she hid her makeup tools to change her outfit, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
The man with long black hair stepped out of the car. He was wearing a black windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets, and walked into her sight in the hazy drizzle.
A cruel smile appeared on her lips.
The prey she had been waiting for finally arrived.
She is already familiar with the possible escape routes at this location. Now as long as she aims at Akai and pulls the trigger from this high point, she can permanently eliminate this "silver bullet" that may be embedded in the heart of the organization!
She picked up the pistol and focused her attention on Shuichi Akai walking on the street.
Belmode's plan can be said to be quite perfect, but she still underestimated the FBI's trump card.
The rain became the biggest variable in tonight's action. Under the cover of the rain curtain, Shuichi Akai started observing all the high points in the neighborhood as soon as he got out of the car.
The second before Belmore's finger exerted force and pulled the trigger, Akai Shuichi cast his gaze in her direction, and his pupils shrank instantly.
"Bang!"
The silver-haired murderer's pistol was not equipped with a silencer, and the harsh sound of the gunshot cut through the night and attracted everyone's attention.
"Damn it!" Belmore cursed through gritted teeth, rushed out of the room without looking back, and ran towards the roof.
"Why is this guy so lucky!"
The moment the bullet came out of the gun, Hide Akai fell forward unconsciously when he saw the gun pointed at him, rolled over and hid behind a police car.
The bullet rushed straight to the ground, splashing a wisp of sparks during the violent collision, leaving a deep mark on the ground.
With the help of the cover, he took out his gun and stared at the direction of the bullet. He saw a figure with long silver-white hair flashing past behind the window.
Behind him, two FBI agents rushed over.
"Sir Akai! Are you okay?"
"Sir, you are so powerful! You can even dodge bullets!"
Akai's face was cold, he pointed forward and said urgently: "The murderer is in that house, notify the New York police for support! The other party has a gun, don't act recklessly!"
He was also a little scared. If it weren't for his occupational disease as a sniper, he wouldn't have looked at the surrounding high points as soon as he got out of the car to find a suitable spot for sniping.
It was this habit that saved him, allowing him to see the muzzle of the gun pointed at him at the critical moment and react subconsciously.
He and several other detectives used the surrounding bunkers to constantly change their positions and approach the house where the murderer was shooting.
Suddenly, Shuichi Akai, who had been staring in that direction, saw the silver-haired murderer appear on the roof, and spread his legs to gallop on the roof of the building area.
The white-haired figure flashed and moved, running and jumping like the best parkour, and was about to disappear in a dense housing area.
He made a prompt decision, pulled out his pistol, and opened fire!
The bullet passed through the dark night, drew a straight trajectory in the air, and accurately hit the white-haired murderer in the right abdomen.
The figure of the murderer in the distance staggered suddenly, but still endured the pain and completely disappeared from the sight of the FBI.
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"Hey! What are you going to do?"
Mao Lilan stood in front of a tall mirror in the center of the stage with an open book on her head, her face flushed.
Just because her childhood sweetheart and the boy she liked was staring at her and slowly approaching her.
There was a mirror behind her, and she had no way to retreat. She could only see that face getting closer and closer.
【Too close!】
She stretched out her hands and put them on her chest, trying to stop Shinichi's progress.
Kudo Shinichi didn't notice anything unusual about Xiaolan at all, and his face was almost touching hers.
"There are cracks..." He looked at the top of Xiaolan's head and frowned slightly.
"Crack?" Xiaolan asked doubtfully as the redness on her face had not faded away.
"Look, there seems to be a crack on the mirror...it's strange. Didn't Sharon say that this mirror is the patron saint of the troupe? Everyone should cherish it very much."
Shinichi stretched out his hand and touched the edge of the mirror frame: "Look, there are really signs of repair! Do they really cherish this mirror that much?"
He was pacing on the stage where the tragedy had just happened, looking at the wrinkled curtains on both sides of the mirror, frowning and walking behind the mirror, and made a new discovery.
【feather?!】
Under the iron cover on the floor, a feather was caught in the gap between the iron cover and the floor.
He walked forward and squatted down, lifted the iron cover, and saw two thin lines of blood on the floor under the iron cover.
【I see!】
With a confident smile on his face, he has revealed the truth behind this tragedy on stage!