I heard the word "Cowherd".

The north and south wind breathed stagnant.

The shame that black history was learned and revealed on the spot began to surge wildly.

He slowly stopped, looked up at the woman talking carefully.

The woman wore an elegant red dress, which looked a little older than Sumiko Nikai. The simple and smooth cut wrapped her concave and convex figure, sexy and beautiful, and the slim design perfectly showed the body proportions, paired with lazy and casual curly hair and big red lips... She is a young woman with all the advantages of a mature woman, charming and charming, and all kinds of styles. Every move exudes a wolf-like atmosphere...

“…”

When Beiyuan Nanfeng saw the other person's face, he suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.

It seems that I really have a little impression of it, I have seen it in the Cowherd Shop.

Originally, he wouldn't remember the dark history so clearly...

but.

She spent the most money at that time...

So, Beiyuan Nanfeng or the original owner could barely remember her appearance.

"Secretary of the First Division."

At this time.

Yukio Otani took the initiative to step forward, bowed to the woman, and greeted her.

"……who is he?"

Sunagaki, the head of the Mirror Section of the Tianxuanbe, the mortal enemy of Sumiko Nichihiro (self-proclaimed) stretched out her white index finger and pointed at Kitahara Nanfeng, and asked in a panic: "Are the prisoner? The prisoner is right? Which prisoner was caught illegally ***, right?"

She asked three questions in a row.

When Yukio Otani heard the words of Sunaga Hitsuki, he was stunned and turned around to look at Kitahara Nanfeng.

He originally thought that the Cowherd had heard it wrong at the beginning, or that the other party had recognized the wrong person. Now it seems that he heard it right!

Fujiki Masato and Miran Kei were also confused and looked at the Nanfeng of Kitahara.

He looked like he was saying, "You still do this?", "The customer is still so awesome."

Beiyuan Nanfeng had no expression on his face and had a face stolen.

"That, Director Xuyong... I am the one who searches for Class 1, so where is the custom shop under our jurisdiction."

Yukio Otani calmed down and looked at Nanfeng, then turned around and smiled bitterly at Sunagaki and introduced: "This is the deputy director of the countermeasures class - Nanfeng of Nihara, which is the famous Nanfeng of Nihara. The head of Qihai asked me to pick him up, and I was about to take him up."

"You are Beiyuan Nanfeng!?"

Suyong Jiyue was even more surprised, her eyes widened suddenly, and her white index finger pointed at Beiyuan Nanfeng even trembled slightly.

"yes."

Beiyuan Nanfengmu replied with a face.

no way.

Pretend not to know each other.

Su Yong Jiyue couldn't believe it and asked, "Are you sure?... Also, have you... done a cowherd?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head: "No, you recognized the wrong person."

Su Yong Jiyue stared at Beiyuan Nanfeng's face, then walked a few steps forward, and walked around Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Back in front of Beiyuan Nanfeng, she said confidently:

"No, I did see you, and my memory is particularly good."

Beiyuan Nanfeng denied again: "You admitted your mistake."

“… Cold-faced sweetheart killer.”

Su Yong Jiyue was silent for a moment and shouted suddenly.

"……roll!"

When Beiyuan Nanfeng heard this title, he finally... couldn't hold back anymore.

When Suyong Jiyue saw the reaction of Nanfeng from Beihara, her beautiful eyes widened again.

But she didn't say anything more.

Instead, he suddenly lifted up the hem of the red skirt and trotted towards the elevator.

"Qianhai Chengzi! Are you crazy?? He actually wants a Cowherd to be his boyfriend..."

While running, she was also talking to herself in a very loud voice.

The first floor heard it all.

Beiyuan Nanfeng raised his head slightly and looked at the ceiling on the first floor of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Suddenly I thought about this question.

What equivalent bomb should be used?

Only then can you bury all the people on the first floor alive...

Or let them lose their collective amnesia...

"That... Deputy Director Nanfeng, Beiyuan, you are quite wild."

Yukio Otani's face turned rosy, as if he was patient.

"Continue to lead the way."

Beiyuan Nanfeng came back from his mixed thoughts, shook his head, and signaled him to continue walking and lead the way.

Although for a moment, I really feel ashamed.

But these are trivial matters, so there is no need to pay too much attention to them.

Let’s talk about it.

What does it have to do with me, A Yue, when the north and south wind are the cowherd?

"Okay...please come with me."

The smile on Otani Yukio seemed to be almost unable to hold it in. Hearing Kitahara Nanfeng's words, he immediately turned around and walked quickly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Masato Fujiki and Kei Miraki also had similar reactions.

Only the North Yuan Nanfengmu had a face and was completely indifferent.

The group took the elevator.

Come to the twelfth floor.

The elevator door just opened.

The entire ground was shaking violently.

The dust in the gaps in the ceiling was scattered, and violent spiritual power filled the entire floor, and the source of spiritual power was at the end of the other end of this floor.

"...I took that place, I walked forward along the corridor, then turned left, and walked all the way. It was the office of the three section chiefs of the Tianxuan Department. Please go by yourself."

Yukio Otani felt the violent spiritual power filled the floor, and his shoulders shrank and he became timid in an instant.

He seemed to know what was going on, and turned around and was about to leave.

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at him and nodded in agreement.

With his slightly soft legs, Masato Fujiki and Miran Kei, he followed the route just mentioned by Yukio Otani, and walked towards the end of the violent spiritual power.

Along the way.

There are many people.

It is roughly divided into three areas.

But these people still sat quietly while this violent spiritual power seemed to destroy the entire building, doing their own work. It seemed that they were no wonder of such things.

One floor is that big.

soon.

Beiyuan Nanfeng came to the door of the office with the nameplate of the word "Seven Seas".

The source of violent spiritual power is inside.

Bang!

Sudden

He broke through the office door in a red dress and ran out stumbled.

Su Yong Jiyue covered her right palm that was gradually bleeding, glared at the office with hatred, and shouted: "Is the other party good at living? The Cowherd wants it!"

"Get out." Sumiko Nichia spit out a word.

A burst of spiritual power swept across the entire floor.
To be continued...