Please make money.

On one side are the fans, mostly young children, who support Alia under various banners.

On the other side were the media, watching coldly, with flash cameras clicking, ready to capture Alia's ugly appearance.

Alia waved and greeted everyone, shook hands cordially with fans, signed autographs and took photos, and did not seem to be exposing any issues at all.

The investigation report, which was known as the "800-page death warrant", was carried by Lele, and the file bag was bulging.

"Oh Kasan - please win!"

"As a righteous person!"

"I support you! This must not be your problem!"

Alia shook hands with everyone in tears and thanked everyone for their support. She came today just for fairness.

That righteous attitude was not only felt by fans, but even some media with a conscience, who felt a little bit uncomfortable.

On the media side, someone shouted "Come on, Miss Ai," and was glared at by the editor-in-chief.

But after a brief silence, more media people began to shout, and the editor-in-chief was forced to shrink his neck and dare not say anything.

The person in charge of security at the Metropolitan Police Department is Chief Inspector Odagiri. He was probably called in to take charge because he is an old friend of Alia.

Inspector Odagiri shook hands with Alia, then lowered his voice and said, "There's a bomb in the building next door. Is that okay?"

Alia also kept shaking hands with a smile on her face and took photos with everyone, showing that this press conference was endorsed by the Metropolitan Police Department.

Then she lowered her voice and said, "Pay attention to maintaining order later. I may need to go to the hospital."

Inspector Odagiri was stunned at first, then he suddenly reacted and prepared to grab Alia.

Unexpectedly, Alia's strength was much greater than he expected. Just a pinch of her palm made him unable to move half of his body.

A female reporter came closer and turned on the flash of her camera to take a group photo.

She saw Alia's meaningful smile in the viewfinder, and was subconsciously startled and raised her head from behind the viewfinder.

But her muscle memory had already made her move her finger and press the shutter button.

“Crack—”

"Bang----"

Alia looked at the reporter in front of her in surprise, then looked down at her shoulder.

A flower of blood was slowly spreading on the plain white clothes, staining the entire chest.

Lele, who was following behind, rushed over and protected Alia under her body: "Enemy attack - there is an attack -"

After a brief moment of shock, the scene suddenly became chaotic. Inspector Odagiri was released from his grip by Alia, and only then did he regain consciousness on one side of his body.

But just as he was about to grab the reporter, he heard a loud bang from the building next to him, and a ball of fire exploded from the high-rise glass.

The broken glass fragments fell like snowflakes, and the already chaotic scene suddenly became extremely terrifying.

"Maintain order—maintain order—block all exits!!!"

……

……

"…Are you an undercover agent?"

"You ask this question. I'm not an undercover agent. Am I your man?"

Yu Cixin took out a CD from her bosom: "Thank you for your help, the final information of the Unicorn Project is all here."

Vodka looked at the window gap on one side with fear, then looked at the other two bombs in her arms: "Brother?"

Gin lit a cigarette and said nothing.

Yu Ci Xin—this person was really beyond his expectations.

As soon as Vermouth made his move and it was still uncertain whether he would succeed or not, he was blocked by Yu Ci Xin.

The other party brought three bombs and threw one out directly, blowing a big hole in the corridor window here.

This gesture made people believe that the bombs in her arms were real.

If she loosened her fingers, everyone would die.

But the question is, how could the Red Team’s undercover agents do things like this?

"Who do you belong to? You are not from the Sakura Public Security Bureau, right?"

"So obvious?"

"They have different styles. They won't be so impulsive. Are you from the CIA?"

"You're half right. I'm not the Sakura Public Security Bureau, but I'm not the CIA either. Gin, why don't you just surrender?"

Yu Cixin threw the CD into the open space in front of the two of them: "I don't really want to fight."

Vodka looked at her warily, then slowly leaned over and picked up the CD.

Gin took the CD and took a look at it, and was sure that this was the information that leaked out of the laboratory. Even the seal of the CD looked familiar.

Gin was even more confused. What on earth did the other party want to do? He took the thing and then gave it back to him.

If he is not an official, could he be a colleague?

"you--"

Gin staggered, his eyes widening as he stared at the disc in his hand.

"poisonous?!"

"I guessed wrong. It's not poison, it's a special anesthetic."

Yu Ci Xin shook the bomb: "Maybe you can choose to shoot, but I bet there is no bullet in your gun!"

Of course Gin had to shoot. He would rather die than fall into the hands of the other party.

But just as he took out his gun, he saw the other party pick up a mop next to him with his foot.

……mop?

"That's not how you use a gun—I'll teach you!"

As his vision went dark, Gin could only see a cold light, with the wet traces of a mop head, approaching him.

"?????"

……

……

"Shot? Okay, I get it."

Qin Liuli hung up the phone with a dazed expression.

"What's wrong?" An Ran, who was sitting opposite her, took a sip of tea: "What happened?"

"Xiao Ya—was shot."

"Oh." An Ran nodded.

"Your reaction?"

"Why do you react this way?"

"She—the acquired great perfection—had a breakthrough to the mysterious gate and was born with supernatural powers—was shot?"

"Isn't that normal? Even a master can't beat a gun. If a pistol doesn't work, use a rifle. If a rifle doesn't work, use a sniper rifle."

"But... I mean, it's right in front of me, I shouldn't..."

Qin Liuli fell into deep doubt and for a moment she didn't even have time to get angry.

Angry? That kind of hindsight emotion doesn't matter, there are a lot of people who are going to be cleaned up anyway.

The main question is - how did he get shot?

An Ran looked at her phone and said, "It's just a self-torture tactic. It's rare that this kid has the heart to hate me."

Qin Liuli rubbed his face: "What the hell, why bother?"

"The child is interested in doing things, don't worry too much." An Ran put down the teacup: "You are busy, I should go too."

"Where to go?"

"Cleaning."

"……who?"

"Urumaru Renya." An Ran glanced at Qin Liuli: "He has a relationship with your master, but he has nothing to do with me."

"Don't - he was just Master's bootlicker in the beginning, he has nothing to do with Master. If you can't do it, I'll do it! I'll kill him myself!"

"The styles are different, so I'll go ahead and you can just finish it."

An Ran and Qin Liuli are two extremes.

An Ran wanted to kill someone, but it was so straightforward that it didn't seem like murder, but rather like an accident.

The dead didn’t even know how they died before they died, and they probably still regretted not paying attention to their daily safety.

Qin Liuli, on the other hand, set up his battle formation with swords and guns openly.

If the small force is not enough, use the Stryker Brigade. If the Stryker Brigade is not enough, use the regular army.

What stands out is that he is a person in a high position of power who abuses his power for personal gain and acts unscrupulously.

Of course, Karasuma Renya is not worth Qin Liuli's efforts. It would be more appropriate for her to thoroughly investigate the tax issues in Sakura Empire if she has time.

Qin Liuli paced back and forth, sat down and thought for several seconds, then picked up An Ran's cup of tea and drank it all without noticing anything wrong.

"This child... this child..."

If the previous view of Alia was that she was gifted, now, she was considered to have an extraordinary character.

There are many people who use the strategy of inflicting pain on themselves, but it is very rare to find someone who is willing to do it himself and to play such a big and cruel trick.

"She should be my apprentice——Ah Ran! Ah Ran——"

She called out a few times, and An Ran, who had already walked out, poked her head back in: "What's going on?"

"I'm serious. I'm not kidding. How about this kid Alia?"

“…Not very good.”

"She can do it! If I give her this family business, she will make it bigger and stronger, and create more glory. She will be able to defeat all other colleagues in the industry!"

"Not interested in."

"Hey, why don't you ask her!"

"She's in the hospital, she was shot, and this is your reaction? You're actually happy?"

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I almost forgot..."

Qin Liuli patted his face to suppress the exaggerated happy smile on his face.

No, no, you can’t be happy just because the next generation of heirs in the temple are cruel and ruthless. You should be angry.

The housekeeper came in, glanced at the two teacups in front of Qin Liuli, recalled the unscheduled itinerary, and suddenly fell silent.

It seems that a guest has been here... Never mind, I don’t know anything.

I'm afraid that's the only one who can enter the manor quietly.

"what----"

Qin Liuli picked up the fruit plate and slammed it hard on the table.

"He is Wu Wan Lian! What a coward! How dare he have such courage to attack my child!!"

The butler lowered his eyes and said, "Madam, the news from Sakura Empire is that someone deliberately relaxed security supervision and left a gap."

"Sakura Empire? Letting go of the security... that's not surprising..."

Qin Liuli picked up the fruit plate and pulled the fruit back from the table: "Those guys who gamble on the fate of the country, this is not surprising..."

She gritted her teeth for a while, then pointed at the housekeeper.

"Go, ask the District Attorney's Office to investigate them thoroughly. Turn out their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys. Tell me what color they are!"

"Yes, ma'am."