Doing ghost jobs in Ke Xue World

"It seems that we are just lambs who strayed into danger. Since your target is not me, let's leave this place to the person who should be responsible!"

Akai Shuichi looked at Miyano Akemi who was out of danger. The stone that had been standing in his heart finally fell to the ground, and his frowning eyebrows relaxed.

The matter was resolved more smoothly than expected. Although he didn't understand why this woman attacked Mingmei, since it had nothing to do with the organization, he would not pursue it.

The most important thing now is to find a safe hiding place for Mingmei. The organization will give her sister a little leniency because of Shirley, but once Gin knows that Mingmei has known his identity a long time ago, he will only execute her immediately. she.

Akai Shuichi glanced at the two people who had just arrived. He was no longer wasting time. Although Kamel was deliberately arranged to attract firepower at the airport, there was no telling when the group of people would react. His current identity was still very important. What needs to be done must not be discovered by the organization.

"No one of you can leave today, especially her."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Pramya's mouth, and her eyes looked strangely at Miyano Akemi, who had been sleeping.

There was a boom, as if to confirm Pramya's words, the banquet hall, which was originally a feast for the eyes, was suddenly overturned by a heat wave. The floor-to-ceiling windows used to enjoy the beautiful scenery were blown to pieces, and the entire building was swallowed up by thick smoke and darkness.

Screams filled the ground for a while, and several people's ears were filled with calls for help. The originally harmonious symphony of speed on the road outside was also disrupted by the piercing sirens.

"Aren't you very powerful? I want to see if you can save her life."

Pramya hooked her little finger towards Mochizuki, and then Miyano Akemi, who had been sleeping, suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood from her mouth, and her originally hazy consciousness was awakened by severe pain.

"Your Majesty, am I dreaming?"

Miyano Akemi opened her lips that were drained of blood and managed to spit out a few words. The sudden severe pain in her body made her consciousness almost collapse.

His breathing also became intermittent, as if he was about to lose his life in the next second.

Akai Shuichi's expression changed drastically, and he quickly put the person on the ground. Miyano Akemi's thin coat was soaked with red liquid at some point, and the blood in her mouth couldn't stop jumping out.

Ignoring his grace, Shuichi Akai tore open her coat and saw two small transparent plastic hoses inserted into her heart. They contained the red and blue liquid that had just been removed from her abdomen. Someone had installed a black block, and the bottom of the block was embedded in the flesh, and blood was gushing out along the wound.

A pressure sensor is attached to the top of the block, and the red and blue liquid in the plastic hose is being pushed toward the heart by pressure.

Akai Shuichi pressed his hand on the plastic hose, but forced himself to withdraw it. He could only watch the liquid inside slowly rise. This bomb was different from the metal collar. Its intersection point was attached to Akemi's heart. There was only a fragile plastic film on the outside, and if there was even a little damage, she would really be hopeless.

"How about it, the situation is completely reversed!"

Pramya opened her hands exaggeratedly, as if embracing the evening breeze. There is nothing in this world that is more pleasurable than seeing others in pain but powerless.

It's a pity that the person in pain is not the one she wants to see the most. Her original plan was to find another person to be the specimen, which was really disappointing!

Pramya looked at Mochizuki, her eyes full of regret.

It was this woman and the few men who suddenly appeared. If it hadn't been for them, the Halloween gift she carefully prepared would not have ended so hastily, her arm would not have been hit by a bullet, and now she would not have to fight for it. Being able to make bombs while enduring pain every day.

You should be the ones strapped with suicide bombs!

Watching your loved one wither in front of your eyes, but you are powerless, this is the price you should pay.

Pramya's eyes were red and she was humming a strange song. Along with this almost whispering, another bomb was detonated downstairs.

Zhufu's expression was also ugly. The reason why he and Mochizuki came up relatively late was to meet Matsuda and the others who arrived at the same time.

Except for the squad leader who was left at home to take care of Natalie, who might be retaliated against, the remaining two people were working hard to defuse bombs under the leadership of Feng Jian. In this situation, I don’t know what happened to them. Shuichi Akai knocked unconscious Miyano Akemi who was vomiting blood with one blow. He took off his casual jacket and put it on the back of her head to ensure that her respiratory tract would not be blocked by the blood rushing up from her mouth.

He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears shed from the girl's face due to excessive pain, and stood up in silence.

He really had no way to defuse the bomb connected to Mingmei's heart, but if she had to be killed tonight, he would make the murderer die a hundred times worse than her.

The pistol and all the other things that were in the way were thrown aside, and the two figures were fighting together again.

Pramya's attention was attracted by others, and Mochizuki finally had the chance to move from her position at the door.

Detective Guangtian could be said to be sleeping in a pool of blood. Two incisions were made on her body. The amount of bleeding was not large before and it seemed like nothing was wrong, but now the pressure sensing device on her body has been activated.

Every time the building below exploded, the blood in her body was pushed forward by the pressure, the blood circulation was artificially accelerated, and more blood flowed from the wound.

If this continues, not to mention waiting for the two liquids in the heart to merge and explode, all the blood will be lost.

Pramya didn't care about her life or death at all, or in other words, he was rushing to let her die from the beginning.

Mochizuki sighed. She couldn't directly freeze the liquid inside like she did when she solved the bomb around her neck last time. Her body looked weak but actually she still had the endurance it should have.

But Guangtian Detective is different. Two tubes are directly connected to her coronary arteries. Her heart will also be affected after freezing. Moreover, if the pressure problem is not solved, even the ice cubes will continue to be pushed into the heart. Yes, she will only die more miserably by then.

It seemed that they could only get rid of these two things before the liquid bomb exploded. Mochizuki rolled up his sleeves, took out the white gloves that he would use when entering and leaving the crime scene and put them on his hands.

The problem of excessive blood loss is difficult to solve with current scientific methods, but it is not a big problem for her.

She can reuse the waste blood on the ground and guarantee that there will be no sequelae. Mochizuki has the exclusive right to explain this. After all, she is also the one who has enjoyed this package.

The only thing she had to be careful about was her unfamiliar skills. She might inadvertently cause secondary harm to Detective Guangtian.

Although there are a lot of medical certificates in Mochizuki's home, they were things a long time ago after all, and there was another soul in between. Although she has all the memories, they are still unfamiliar.

He took off the black square as gently as possible, making sure there was no excess human tissue on it. Mochizuki didn't pay attention to the cheerful blood flowing, and focused on the heart connection.

Two small openings were made in the coronary artery, and the plastic hose was inserted directly. Fortunately, Detective Guangtian had been injected with a large amount of anesthesia before, otherwise he would have died of pain before Mochizuki and the others came here.

Complaints are complaints, and Mochizuki himself had no better way, so he just pulled out the tube. Even though the doctor looked gentle and quiet, the actual operation was indeed so rough.

Gu Yu was attacked from both sides, and Guangtian Detective Guangtian had holes in her chest and abdomen. Although she didn't have to face the fate of being blown to pieces, the situation didn't look good.

However, Mochizuki didn't have medical sutures in her hands, so she couldn't perform basic sutures on her wounds. She could only rely on her body's instinct.

Mochizuki used a little trick to cause the white blood cells and platelets in her body to multiply rapidly, directly covering the wound area and accelerating the healing process.

The pool of blood on the ground also disappeared without a trace. Mochizuki nodded with satisfaction and lay there for a while. When the two people fighting were free and could arrange for people to be sent to the hospital, Detective Guangtian's wounds should no longer appear. Appearing on the headlines of the world's medical miracles.