- The patrolman is indeed doing CPR.

Do CPR for Kanda.

It also......

Adjusting his expression slightly, Kira Yoshikage squatted down and asked with just the right amount of curiosity and concern: "What's wrong?"

The patrolman glanced up at him briefly, and continued his movements.

The almost mechanized cardiopulmonary resuscitation lasted for nearly 10 minutes, and the patrolman's face showed intolerance and frustration: "The child fell into the river, and it was already..."

Probably unable to bear it, the elderly patrolman took off his hat and wiped his tears.

"Have you called an ambulance?" Kira Yoshikage asked.

The patrolman nodded, with tears still in the corners of his eyes: "Come on, I guess it's coming soon."

He raised his eyes to look at Ji Liang Yoshikage, and found that the young man in front of him had the surprise of a good person in his eyes, and waved his hand in disgust: "Don't stay, go back, it's cold."

"Yes."

Kira Yoshikage responded obediently, put away the curiosity on his face, got up and walked back.

If you don't breathe for 10 minutes...

Counting before Yoshikage Kira came—there was no help.

Does this count as a solution?

Kira Yoshikage was puzzled, and looked back at Kanta again.

It is true that he is not breathing, and his small face is blue and purple.

Today, the goddess of luck of Yoshikage Kira seems to be doing her due diligence a little too much—Yoshikage Kira looked up at the sky—ah, I’m not sorry, please do your due diligence in the future.

That night

Winter is always a slack.

Even in the city, it will stop early.

But there are always places that need 24 hours of continuous rotation - such as... the Metropolitan Police Department.

A woman covered in blood stumbled into the Metropolitan Police Department, clutching her neck, and fell to the ground in the stunned look of the police officer on duty: "Save... help me!"

"What's the matter with you?"

"Call an ambulance! Take someone to the infirmary first!"

The police officers on duty responded quickly and quickly responded to the unexpected situation in front of them as they should in their respective positions.

The Metropolitan Police Department was lively.

Vicious wounding cases.

—No, strictly speaking... an attempted murder.

The woman sat in the infirmary, with a dull face and let the policeman help with the wound.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep, but there are many. Be careful not to touch the water when you go back."

The policeman said, smiling reassuringly at the woman.

Patting the woman's bloody hand, he took the door and went out.

- Now, we should first understand the case.

so...

She is the most pitiful person in the world who only works overtime every day!

Misaki Kirihara thought about it and asked softly, "What happened?" She carefully observed the woman's expression, worried that the memory of being hurt would make the woman overreact.

The woman did not immediately respond to Misaki Kirihara.

She stared blankly at the ground, as if unable to return to reality.

Until about 5 minutes passed, the woman suddenly returned to her senses - she grabbed Kirihara Misaki's hand.

"You save me! You must save me!"

Tears flowed from her eyes, dissolving the nearly dry blood on her face.

'Something bad must have happened'

Kirihara Misaki sighed in his heart, and shook the woman's hand firmly: "Don't worry, our duty is to protect the citizens."

It seemed that the strength of the hand made the woman feel reassured, Kirihara Misaki saw the helplessness on the woman's face eased.

After taking a few deep breaths, the woman's mood looked better.

Just some.

She let go of Kirihara Misaki's hand and took out a bunch of photos from her bag with trembling hands: "I..."

The woman was a little uneasy about what to say next.

"Well, I'm listening. Take your time."

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