I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Belmod has returned to her previous appearance of dressing up as a silver-haired murderer, and her whole body exudes a strong smell of gunpowder smoke as if she had just experienced a fierce battle.

She came to one of the cars and opened the door to get in.

At this moment, a bold voice came from behind.

"Well, um, Sister Belmode, is this the end of this operation..."

"if not?"

The voice he used was also that of a silver-haired murderer. Belmode stopped entering the car, turned around with a matching face, and stared at the member of the organization who spoke with sinister eyes.

"Didn't I already say on the radio that this operation has failed? The FBI got the news first and ambushed a large force around it. As for Akai Shuichi, he didn't come at all."

"Then the leader and the others..."

"The scene was so chaotic that I didn't pay attention, but they are probably dead. If not, they will come back on their own."

Belmode's tone highlighted an indifference, as if she was not the one who called for help earlier.

She glanced at the member of the organization again.

"Of course, if you want to go back and collect the bodies for them now, I won't stop you, but they are all FBI people there now, and I can't help you if you insist on dying..."

Then Belmod's cold gaze swept over the other organization members present one by one.

"It's just whether other people are going to go with you, that's another story."

"..."

Silence, silence, still silence.

The failure of this operation was too strange. A total of four groups of them occupied the four directions of southeast, northwest, and were on guard.

But in the end, he was ambushed by a large FBI force. How could such a thing be possible?

Unless the FBI knows in advance where they are going.

So the question comes again, how did the FBI know?

Could it be just luck?

Everyone knows that there must be something wrong with it, but no one dares to say it out, let alone investigate it clearly.

Without going into details, it was just a mission failure at most, not to mention the person in charge, Belmode, who was helping to carry it out. They had no loss at all, it was just a wasted trip.

But if you dig deeper... well, think about what happened to the action team that was called over because of their slander on the walkie-talkie.

Seeing that no one was talking anymore, Belmode didn't bother to pay attention to them, got in the car, closed the door, started the car, kicked the accelerator, and drove away. ?

Chapter 106 Akai Marie: My house was stolen?

After walking for almost an hour, Serabel and Yukiko finally returned to their hotel.

It's a bit miraculous. Serabel originally thought that Yukiko had more than 7 US dollars in travel funds, so she would be able to choose a better hotel.

However, the fact is that the hotel chosen by the latter does not have a high star rating, only three stars. Looking at the large number of super five-star hotels that various large and small tour groups cooperate with, they cannot be ranked at all, and they are not even "in the mainstream". Not really.

The only disadvantage is that it is relatively close to Broadway, and it only takes 2 minutes to walk.

After all, the name is Broadway Plaza Hotel.

Although it is only three-star, as the saying goes, although the sparrow is small and well-equipped, it still has all the necessary equipment.

When the perspective changed, the bathroom of the hotel suite was filled with mist.

Occupying a quarter of the total area of ​​the bathroom is a large porcelain white bathtub.

Unlike ordinary household bathtubs, which are a bit awkward to sit in even with your legs straightened out, this large bathtub is two meters long, about 1.1 meters wide, and an astonishing [-] centimeters deep.

Such a huge size is not only suitable for a single person to stretch and straighten inside, but even for two people to writhe and play in it together, there is absolutely no pressure at all.

But unfortunately, Serabel is indeed taking a bath alone at the moment.

Yukiko booked two single rooms, and her room was chosen across from Serabel. It was already very convenient for communication at any time, so there was no need to make it more convenient.

"RUA—"

With a gentle breath, Serabel, who was lying in the bathtub with her back against the edge of the tank, slowly opened her eyes, with the faint scent of rose essential oil lingering on her nose.

Those are the essential oil rose petals given by the hotel. It is said that when you sprinkle them in the bath, they will have the effect of whitening and rejuvenating the skin. They are placed on the hollow shelf on the left hand side against the wall. There is a bag full of them.

Serabel is not interested in these.

In the past, Akai Marie would sprinkle a little bit on her skin when taking a bath at home on her days off, but Serabel always felt uncomfortable with the oily feeling on her body after taking a bath with this product.

If you just do it by yourself, you might as well not use it.

So he decisively opened the bag full of essential oil rose petals, and took off the mobile phone that had been covered with a waterproof bag from it.

I turned on the screen and took a look at the time. It was now 12:30 p.m., which was exactly [-]:[-] when converted to Japanese time. According to my normal schedule, it should be shortly after lunch.

Anyway, give me a call to make sure everything is safe.

……

On the other side of the world, Japan.

Tokyo Metropolitan Government, Cupido Town.

In the suite of the Cupido Hotel, the slightly hot early summer sunlight shines in through the curtains from the outside, providing ample lighting for the room.

The faint scent of paper ink intertwined with the aroma of black tea, filling the air.

Akai Marie is a person who lives an extremely regular life. Under normal circumstances, she will have lunch at 11:30 noon, chew slowly and finish eating at almost twelve o'clock, then clean up the table, wash dishes and wash pots to digest.

After finishing these chores, she would sit down, make a cup of black tea, and read a book she was interested in. After an hour or two, when she felt a little tired, she would take a nap. When she woke up, her daughter would come back from school.

If it's a coincidence, Serabel should be back around this time.

So to a certain extent, it’s okay to say that reading is one of Akai Marie’s few hobbies.

However, this hobby became less of a "hobby" after Serabel left for the United States.

In the past, I could sit for an hour or two without feeling tired, even until yesterday.

But today, she has been sitting at the table with a cup of tea and a book for almost half an hour, but she hasn't even turned three pages of the book in her hand.

It wasn't because of the fascinating content of this book that Akai Marie read it so seriously that she wished she could read every word over and over in detail.

But if she is not paying attention for a moment, her mind will wander, and she will involuntarily think of Serabel's trip to New York, and then her thoughts gradually diverge, starting to wonder whether she ate on time in New York, whether she was deceived by a bad woman, etc.

Of course, in the end these are all secondary.

What worried Akai Marie the most was Serabel's safety.

As long as she can know that the latter is safe, she doesn't have to care about the rest.

But now she couldn't get even this smallest request.

It's not that Akai Marie hasn't thought of calling or sending text messages to Serabel directly, but it's precisely because she doesn't know the specific situation of the other party at the moment that she can't do so.

She was scared.

She was afraid that if Serabel on the other end of the phone was sneaking or doing some tracking, or if she forgot to mute or turn off the vibration on her phone, her position would be exposed and put in danger just because of her phone call or text message... ...Akai Marie really couldn't imagine how she would face such consequences.

As the saying goes, no news is good news, so Akai Marie could only comfort herself in this way.

buzz~

Suddenly, the soft sound of a mobile phone vibrating on the desktop brought the British girl's thoughts back to reality.

Akai Marie locked her eyes on the phone screen almost instantly. There were only two words on the caller ID, which were the notes she had added herself.

—Bell.

As if a person kneeling in front of a statue of God and praying devoutly realized that his wish had been answered by the gods, Akai Marie put down the book as quickly as she had ever in her life, picked up her mobile phone from the table, and answered the call.

The moment the call was connected, the boy's voice sounded on the phone with his usual calm and even lazy voice.

"Good evening, Miss Mary, ah no... Miss Mary, it should be noon now, right?"

It seems there is no problem.

Akai Marie took a deep breath like a cold war, and when he let it out, his voice was extremely soft.

"...Well, it's noon."

"Have you eaten lunch yet?"

"After eating, where are you?"

"Just arrived at the hotel."

I just arrived at the hotel...

Akai Marie imagined the general situation in her mind, and then felt even more relieved.

After all, when this guy said this, his tone was like calling home when he arrived at the hotel while traveling.

However, Serabel's next words made her heart suddenly rise to her throat.

"We have already met with the enemy, and everything that needs to be investigated has been investigated. There are even some surprises. It's almost an accident."

"That……"

Akai Marie on the other end of the phone subconsciously stood up from the table when she heard this.

Rollover, this is an Internet vocabulary that Sera Bell learned a long time ago, and it is also a unique secret language between him and Akai Marie.

Maybe it was due to previous experience, or maybe it was some other reason, in short, Marie Akai was very resistant to hearing words like "death" used against Serabel herself from him.

So under normal circumstances, when Serabel refers to herself, she will use "rollover" or other words instead.

But at the end of the day the meaning is the same, it doesn't change anything.

"What now?" Akai Marie forced herself to calm down.

"It should be fine now."

Serabel sat in the bathtub and changed her position, causing some sound of water.

"The conjecture I told Sister Mary before has been confirmed. The answer is - yes, as for other phone calls, it is difficult to say too much, and many things are best explained in detail in person."

The first half of the sentence is naturally about the fact that Belmod is Chris Wynyard.

"When do you plan to come back?" Akai Marie asked.

"If nothing else happens, it will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Serabel replied.

"come back earlier."

"it is good."

Seemingly discerning something from those four short words, Serabel smiled.

"Then talk to Sister Mary slowly when you get back."

"Yes, but don't forget that all this must be based on your safe return."

The British girl did not forget to remind her repeatedly.

"You must be careful and come back safely, do you understand?"

"Hey hey~ Got it."

"Hi just once is enough."

"Hey, hey~ I obey Sister Mary."

Listening to the voice of the boy on the other end of the phone who seemed to be always indifferent, Akai Marie felt that her hanging heart seemed to have returned to its proper place.

However, just as she spat and was about to hang up the phone, there seemed to be a faint sound of knocking on the door on the other end of the phone, followed by another strange female voice that she did not recognize.

"Um... Sera-kun, are you taking a shower?"

Akai Marie:? ? ? ?

Chapter 107 Sleeping together!sleep together!

Maybe the warm bath water was too comfortable, or maybe he was distracted by the phone call.

In short, Serabel did not notice when Yukiko entered the room.

And now the latter is standing at the door of the bathroom in his room, less than two meters away from the entrance, drawing a hazy and graceful curve on the frosted glass of the bathroom door.