Belmore took a deep breath and used the cloth strips he carried with him to make a simple bandage for himself.
Her current situation is quite bad.
The bullet was still in her body, leaving a bloody wound on her smooth abdominal skin.
She didn't have the conditions to remove the bullet now, let alone the pursuers following her.
After a simple bandage, although the bleeding was temporarily stopped, every movement affected the muscles, causing her to feel severe pain.
If it weren't for some reasons that made her vitality much stronger than ordinary people, and her will far stronger than most people, leaving her with a certain ability to move, she would probably have to explain it here today.
But even so, the blockade and interception from all directions still made her feel a little desperate.
If she hadn't been injured, she could still have escaped with the help of disguise. But now...
It is estimated that all the police in New York now know that the silver-haired murderer was shot and suffered gunshot wounds.
She took out some kind of reagent from her arms to completely remove the dripping blood before trying to break out and escape.
Running in the alleys of New York, she held the wound with her left hand and held a gun in her right hand, like a gray ghost.
This neighborhood was specially chosen by her. There are many houses and complex roads, making it the most suitable place for escaping and hiding traces.
The direction of her escape was to the place where the real silver-haired murderer was killed - she also needed to disguise the body as injured, otherwise the police would easily suspect that the silver-haired murderer was someone else.
But before she could run out of the neighborhood, she saw two police officers standing ready on the road she must pass.
Facing the police holding a blast shield and holding a pistol guarding the exit, she turned around and ran away.
With one against two, she had no chance of winning and would never be able to break through this line of defense.
Taking advantage of the fact that the two policemen who were ordered to guard here did not notice her, Bellmore had to change a route and turn a few corners to avoid them.
The cold wind carrying raindrops blew across my face, and I could still feel the chill even through the two layers of fake human skin.
Just as she was feeling at this time, because the sound of the police's hurried footsteps came from the front again.
She was already somewhat desperate.
She weakly supported the wall and smiled helplessly.
Belmore felt that her life was really unfortunate, she always encountered bad luck, and the gods really never looked at her.
Just when she was about to give it a try and risk her life to break out, a deep male voice came from a tin trash can next to her.
"Belmod!"
At such a time and on such an occasion, when she was dressed as a murderer and suddenly heard someone calling out her code name, Belmore was horrified.
I almost didn't shoot directly in the direction of the sound.
Fortunately, she was someone who had experienced strong winds and waves, and she quickly identified the source of the sound as inside the trash can.
Even so, she broke out in a cold sweat, and the wound on her right abdomen seemed to hurt even more.
She walked forward and looked into the trash can. At the top of the pile of trash, there was a fingertip-sized mechanical device that glowed red, which was an earphone.
"Follow my command, Belmode." There was no doubt in the male voice.
Belmore only hesitated for half a second before putting on the headphones and waiting for the other party's next instructions.
"Mr. Qingshan."
She had heard this voice before, this voice that was engraved deep in her soul.
Belmore had to know what kind of person the other party was. When he heard his voice, he only felt trembling and awe in his heart.
After all, if you really want to talk about it, the ultimate reason why her body is different from ordinary people and no longer ages is the man on the other end of the earphone.
At the same time, her hanging heart also relaxed.
Bellmore knew that since Mr. Qingshan personally took action, he no longer had to worry about how to escape from here today.
Even within the organization, only a few people know what kind of energy this man has.
It just so happened that Belmode, who was that gentleman's close confidant, was one of them.
"Turn left fifty meters ahead and enter the alley."
The instructions came quickly from the earphones.
Belmore tossed his long silver-white hair, walked lightly, and stepped into the narrow and dark alley.
"Go to the end. There is a rope prepared for you. Climb up and climb over the wall. Be careful not to leave any blood stains."
On the roof of the tallest building in the neighborhood, Yuan Huaiyu looked down at the situation in the neighborhood below with a serious face, while constantly calculating in his mind the possible direction of action of the police.
Instructions were issued one after another, and Bellmode walked through the neighborhood under his command, like a nimble swimming fish.
With his help, Belmore was always able to avoid encounters with the police and the FBI in advance, as if he had the eyes of a clairvoyant to predict the future.
In this way, she unexpectedly reached the loosest part of the encirclement through a strange route. If nothing else happened, she would soon be able to escape from the blind spot of the encirclement!
[As expected of Mr. Qingshan...]
Belmode, who almost didn't stop for a moment, was filled with emotion and awe.
With Yuan Huaiyu's warning, she unknowingly bypassed a police officer.
At this time, a sigh of relief came from the earphones.
"Okay, you're safe for now. Destroy the headphones on the spot. You should be fine for the next action by yourself."
After finishing speaking, there was no longer any sound coming from the earphones.
"Yes." Even though he didn't know whether the other party could hear him, Belmore replied with respect.
She took off the earphones, threw them to the ground, stepped on them hard, and crushed the earphones into pieces on the ground.
Throwing all the pieces into the nearest sewer, Bellmore quickly left the neighborhood behind which was heavily guarded by the police.
…
"The murderer was the one lying next to the mirror on the stage in that scene..."
Yukiko Kudo has sharp eyes and a convincing detective temperament in her demeanor. She is worthy of being the famous Night Baroness in New York.
"Rose, that's you, right?"
She crossed her arms in front of her chest, and with the power of reasoning that revealed the truth just now, she looked at the murderer who caused the tragedy just now.
In a dark corner, Kudo Shinichi, who had deduced all this, also whispered to Xiaolan beside him.
"When she was trying to pull the tab off the can of juice in the locker room, she tried several times without success."
"Even so, she did not take off her gloves. Is there any secret in the gloves that cannot be known to others?"
The police officer stepped forward and held the blonde beauty's hand, took off the long glove on her right hand, and turned it over.
A dried and solidified bloody handprint caught the eyes of everyone present.
At this point, the tragedy on the stage came to an end.