Ke Xue: I know magic and I want to destroy the world

Oh, it turned out to be her.

Curacao!

Isn't this the right-hand man of the black organization Rum?

But how could she remember my name?

"You can't remember anything?" Chi Chufeng asked.

"Yeah." Curacao nodded repeatedly.

Chi Chufeng thought for a while, and it seemed that he had to ride the Ferris wheel in the middle of the night to recover.

However, he remembered that the incident ended up being very loud and exaggerated.

Black organizations, the FBI, the National Police Agency, the Metropolitan Police Department, and all kinds of undercover agents all showed up, creating a mess and bombing wildly.

Chi Chufeng curled his lips.

He didn't want to get involved in such a troublesome matter, and he had no one to entrust him with it.

I took a photo and sent it to the Memu Police Department, briefly explaining the matter in a text message.

"Chichusang, you, why did you photograph me?"

Curacao felt a little worried for some reason.

"It's okay, tell those who know you and they will come pick you up."

"Chichusang, you, don't you want me anymore?"

The girl's eyes were full of tears, and her hands tightly grasped the skirt of Chi Chufeng's chest, pitifully.

"I only remember you! You, you won't abandon me, right?"

Seeing the girl's miserable expression, as if she had just been told to break up by her boyfriend, Chi Chufeng had a black line on her forehead.

It makes me look like a scumbag. We really don’t know each other very well.

But he just had a soft heart and couldn't bear to see the girl cry in front of her.

"How could I abandon you?"

Chi Chufeng touched her little head and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to play."

Maybe by playing with it, she will regain her memory.

When the time comes, it's up to her whether she wants to leave or stay.

Hearing what Chi Chufeng said, Curacao showed a bright and innocent smile, which even shook Chi Chufeng.

This girl... is actually a killer of the black organization?

If he didn't know the truth, he really wouldn't believe it.

"Takagi, this is the photo Chi Chusang sent just now."

Megure Police Department showed the photos on the phone to Takagi.

"According to his judgment, this woman may be related to the incident that happened at the police station last night. Go and ask them what happened."

 …  

Just as Takagi was about to go out, Officer Shiratori walked in.

"Police Department, a large-scale traffic accident occurred last night. A tanker truck was involved in the accident and fell from the highway. It damaged the substation and caused a complete power outage along the entire coast."

"For such a major accident, neither the media nor we have received accurate information. I think it is necessary to conduct an investigation."

Officer Memu remained silent, his eyes falling on the photos displayed on his phone.

Just then, detectives Chiba and Nobu ran in shouting "Megure Police Department!"

"How about it?"

"Search Section [-] did not obtain any special information."

"yes…"

Disappointment was written all over Memu's face.

"But a friend of mine revealed that someone invaded the police station last night."

"Invasion of the police station?" Memu Police Department's eyes widened.

"Police, what the hell is going on?"

After hearing Chiba's explanation, Shiratori and Takagi both looked at the Megure Police Department.

The eyes of the police department shrunk.

"I'm afraid this is not a trivial matter. It must be a powerful dark organization acting secretly?" [-].

Chapter 321 Died one after another

At Toto Aquarium, Curacao was playing the game excitedly in front of the darts booth. He hit the bullseye with all 3 shots and got the highest score of the day.

"The dolphin keychains are so cute! Chichu-san, which one do you think I should choose?"

Curacao looked at the colorful prizes with bright eyes.

Chi Chufeng reached out and picked up a pure white dolphin.

"This suits you very well. It's the same color as your hair."

Curacao stretched out his little hand and took the little dolphin in his hand.

Looking at Chi Chufeng, his eyes were full of affection.

"Chichusang, thank you, I like it so much..."

[Ding, Curacao has a good impression of you, and the current favorability is 2. 】

Seeing her like this, Chi Chufeng felt a little distressed.

I'm afraid this girl has never received a gift since she joined the black organization.

A simple little ornament made her so happy.

In London, the big clock tower "Big Ben" located at the corner of the Palace of Westminster rang the nineteen o'clock bell, and the surrounding pigeons flew together.

A man in black with a communicator in his ear walked through Trafalgar Square, where tourists were crowded, to a street called Whitehall connected to the Parliament House, and took a bus. A double-decker bus parked at the bus station.

The bus immediately closed the door and drove out. The man walked through the first floor and climbed to the second floor without hesitation.

Although the front of the second floor was crowded with passengers, the back was still empty.The man sat in the last row of seats and pressed the button of the communicator in his ear.

"This is Stout, I've boarded the bus."

"Stay where you are and wait for instructions."

"clear."

The man exhaled. The bus was slowly turning to the left, and Big Ben could be seen in front of it on the right.

At this moment, a bullet was fired from above the huge clock face of Big Ben.

The bullet went straight toward the bus, piercing Stout's temple.

Stout slowly fell forward before he could even make a sound.

The passenger sitting in the front looked back when he heard the sound of someone falling to the ground, and then there was a scream.

"Ah!"

"Hey! How are you?"

"Someone has fallen, tell the driver!"

In front of the clock above Big Ben's dial, a man wearing sunglasses and a hat holds a sniper rifle.

He is Cohen, the sniper master of the black organization.

Through the scope of his sniper rifle, Cohen confirmed that Stout, who was sitting on the double-decker bus, had been knocked down.

"Stout, I originally trusted you, but it's a pity..."

He put down the gun and put his hand on the communicator next to his ear in a low voice: "Stout is dead."

"OK, be right back."

Hearing the voice on the phone, Cohen replied, "Got it," before disappearing into the shadow of the huge bell tower.

Maple Leaf Country, Toronto.

In the city center with many high-rise buildings, there is a towering building that reaches into the sky. It was the CN Tower, which was once the tallest building in the world.

On the roof of the observatory 350 meters above the ground, seven men and women wearing orange jumpsuits stood.

They were all tied with safety ropes, which were connected to cables hanging from the circular track above the roof. Seven people walked in a row on a narrow platform installed on the roof.

Anyone's legs would be weak from fear at this height, but the man who was walking in front as a tour guide was as calm as if he were walking on level ground.

"It has been 32 years since the CN Tower opened. It was once the tallest building in the world. And this EdgeWalk is probably located on the 160th floor, which means our current height is 350 six meters high!"

As the man spoke, he stood on the edge of the platform, looking directly at the scenery directly below. Some of the tourists couldn't help but let out a short scream...

"Everyone, please lean out a little and look down..."

Just when the man turned his face to the tourists, the sound of a helicopter rotor spinning suddenly came from behind.

"Ah, the helicopter!"

"Pure black helicopters are so rare."

Hearing the tourist's words, the man turned his head and looked behind him.

A helicopter painted black was flying close to the CN Tower.

"Could that helicopter be..."

The man's expression was clouded.

At this moment, the man's body suddenly shook violently.He felt the warm liquid on his chest and looked down.

"what…"

The part of his chest was stained bright red with blood, and a large area was soaked in the blink of an eye.

The man standing on the edge of the platform fell forward feebly. The safety rope connected to the track suddenly tightened, causing the man's body to tilt greatly to the outside.

The tourists cheered and applauded as they saw the man leaning out in the air.

No one noticed that the blood was flowing out of the man's cuffs that were hanging weakly.

The woman sitting with her legs stretched out at the open door of the black straight 0.2-liter aircraft opened her left eye with a butterfly tattoo and removed her eyes from the scope of the sniper rifle.

The helicopter circled sharply and slowly left the CN Tower.

Chianti, a sniper who was equally as good as Cohen, looked at the man's suspended body and laughed mockingly: "It's really ugly, but it looks like a death match for a spy."

After spitting out disdainful words, Chianti moved the microphone on his helmet to his mouth.

"Aquavit has been killed."

"As expected of you, come back immediately."

Hearing the sound, Chianti clicked his tongue in displeasure: "Tch, I would have done that even if you didn't say it.".

Chapter 322: Putting the whole world into panic

The water surface of the Spree River was sparkling, reflecting the brilliance of the setting sun, and a cruise ship slowly sailed over.Passing through the bridge in front, Berlin Cathedral appears on the left.

On the island in the cathedral, there are five museums and art galleries.

One of them, the Pergamon Museum, looks like a Greek temple. A woman is running behind the museum.

The pistol with a silencer made a slight firing sound, and the ground in front of the woman was hit by bullets, forcing her to stop.

"Hey, hey, where are you going? Didn't I say I would give you a one-minute reprieve?"

Vodka, who was holding a gun, said.

The woman stared at him fiercely: "I have already said, I am not a spy!"