Beauty Gathered: the Second Dimension of Shen Lin

Sensing the three people approaching this way, the corners of Yaoyue's mouth slowly rose.

Da da da…

Footsteps came from below.

"get down"

Conan snorted, and together with Mitsuhiko and Genta, they hid themselves as much as possible.

Yaoyue also squatted down, and then a pistol appeared in her hand.

"When patrolling, you'd better watch out for the top of your head."

As soon as the frivolous voice sounded, the gunmen patrolling below instantly raised their guns and faced upwards.

However, Hei Youyou's muzzle pointed at him

The smoke fills the air, the fire shines

The brass shell casing was lifted from the gray gunpowder smoke, and it made a crisp sound when it hit the steel railing.

The robber fell back weakly, and the conversation machine hanging on his chest rolled to the side.

Shashasha... There was a voice from the intercom, and someone started to contact.

"CAT.E, have you found the missing person?"

There was a calm voice coming from the intercom, probably because the robbers did not guess the possibility of their own people being killed, but thought that they had found other hostages who had not been caught yet...

Yaoyue turned over and jumped onto the railing, then jumped down

It landed on the railing and made a very faint sound, like a light kitten.

Squatting beside the bloody corpse, Yaoyue used her index finger and thumb to clamp the front end of the intercom, and then raised it to her ear.

"Hello? I'm CAT.E"

Tilting her head, Yaoyue made a brisk sound as she fiddled with the submachine gun that the dead robber was still holding.

"Who are you??"

"I, I just killed your CAT.E——and I'm going to pull you out one by one."

As Yaoyue said, she threw the submachine gun aside—it was too big, and it would be too shameful for him to lift it up by himself.

Rustle, rustle... There was another frosty sound from the intercom.

"All patrolling personnel surround the location where CAT.E is patrolling, and make contact every five minutes!"

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Sitting on the highest railing, Yaoyue shook her feet

About three minutes have passed since the communication time of the walkie-talkie, and the group of militants is probably almost approaching...

Therefore, Yaoyue is waiting eagerly.

The three of Conan were on the railing below, standing by the side.

There was a very slight noise from around

Although the perception field has been closed, but from the surrounding movement, you can clearly distinguish...

One...two...three...five people!

Body shaking, Yaoyue fell directly from the railing

There was a fluttering sound, the sleeves were blown by the falling and reversed wind, and the wind blowing head-on gathered under the open arms, constantly adjusting Yaoyue's falling figure.

At a height of more than ten meters - in a few seconds, there was a slight vibration on the railing, as light as a cat, with a light touch on the soles of the feet, Yaoyue's body has landed steadily - standing on the right side of the corpse.

The resulting noise was not noticed by anyone, except those three pairs of shocked, insignificant eyes above it.

Kara

The sound of a pistol being loaded

Five members of "Red Siamese Cats" stride out from five directions.

"Put your hands up!"

The gangster with the pistol took a step forward. It seemed that the sound of the pistol being loaded just now came from him.

The other four gangsters put their fingers on the trigger, and did not let down their vigilance at all because the other party was a child—maybe they didn't intend to leave anyone alive. Frowning slightly, Yaoyue raised her hands

The man with the pistol gestured towards Yaoyue, and a red cat approached slowly.In the fierce eyes, it revealed that if the kid in front of him dared to make a slight movement, he would use the submachine gun in his hand to tear him into pieces.

Yaoyue raised her hands high, and then hugged the back of her head—not a threat, but a casual movement like a leisurely walk.

"How is this going!"

Looking at the corpse lying beside Yaoyue, the blood oozing from the blood hole in his forehead, the red cat holding a submachine gun had an ugly expression on his face.

The red cat approaches it cautiously

The silver light flashed in an instant!

Feng Rui, which swiped from the low orbit, tore the calf of the gangster's right foot, depriving him of the opportunity to make the next move.