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Inside the milk tea shop.

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Xia Ya lowered her head in a daze, Damn, I didn’t wear it?

He has been doing this for more than 100,000 years. He has no habit of wearing it, and he has not noticed it when he comes down.

He suddenly realized that no wonder the group of people looked at him with surprise. It turned out that it was because of this.

Fortunately, I am handsome and have a good figure. If I were a hairy middle-aged greasy uncle with a beer belly, I would probably call the police.

"Do you have to wear it?"

Mark said helplessly.

"Sir, the outdoor temperature is nine degrees now. Are you a ascetic in which sect?"

"It is mainly to show my consistent sincerity." Xia Ya said very seriously.

Have you misunderstood the meaning of this word? You didn't see it at all!

Mark was covered in black and kept roaring and complaining.

It seemed that he could see Mark's a little angry.

Xia Ya sighed and stood up.

"Really, then wear clothes once a while."

Can normal people wear it well?

Xia Ya walked into the toilet. After about a few dozen seconds, Xia Ya, who had put on her shirt, walked out of the toilet.

He sat casually on the sofa, and at this time, his milk tea was placed in front of him.

"Is that OK?" he looked at Mark and teased.

It seemed to be affected by Chara's strange answer, and Mark did not care at all where Chara took out the top.

"Thank you for your cooperation, sir, I hope you have a pleasant trip to Britania."

He let out a breath of turbid air and bowed his body very politely.

The Britannians would never do such an ill-behaved thing, so this person must be a foreigner.

Based on this logic, Mark made the judgment that he was not a local.

Peng!!!

Just as he was about to sit back on his seat, the sudden gunshot from afar shocked his body and his pupils contracted slightly.

He has never heard of the gunshots, but in this sensitive period, the gunshots are particularly special.

He turned his head and looked out the window into the distance, trying to see the source of the gunshot.

Immediately afterwards, the rapid sound of rifle shooting followed, making his face even more solemn.

The rest of the store, including the girl named Meli, was also attracted by the gunshots.

“In front of the police station near Rainbow Theater Street.”

Xia Ya sucked the milk tea in small mouthfuls, and said with a slight squinted eyes comfortably.

Mark looked at Xia Ya after hearing the sound. Somehow, this person's words actually contained some inexplicable credibility.

"Thanks."

After nodding and thanking, Mark pulled out a pistol from his waist, quickly snatched the door, and trotted to the place where the sound of Shaya was saying...

After looking at each other, the other guests in the store seemed to have thought of something, and they all ran out of the milk tea shop in panic.

For a moment, only Xia Ya and the girl named Meili were left in the milk tea shop...

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"Locke, you can leave today. Remember, although you solved it with money this time, if you commit it again next time, you will not be able to get out of here."

In the Dororo City Police Station, the police officer who interrogated Daniel at the time warned coldly to Locke, who was in front of him with a small yellow vest.

Compared to his previous high spirits, Locke had a stubborn face and a haggard face. He forced a smile to the police officer.

"Thank you, Director Ge."

Don't get me wrong, he was not locked up here because of the incident that day, he did it himself.

On the third day after signing the confidentiality notice, he backed up the video he had secretly hidden before and sent it to the color website with a certain letter.

According to him, it is for the freedom of the news and people have the right to know the truth.

In Engel's view, he was just a self-righteous guy, a typical anarchist.

I feel that as long as the official acts of blocking and concealing the world have an ulterior motive of evil. I want to control the spirit of the people and enslave the will of the people, just like a frog raised in the well, and will never see the sea.

And themselves, they claim to be righteous partners, and make these evil truths publicly awaken the numb people.

But they never thought about what kind of turmoil they would bring to this country and the world if the justice they said really succeeded.

By then, what will people who are afraid and uneasy do? Robbery, hoard guns, and purchase supplies in large quantities to cause shortages, or economic turmoil...

What will these people say at that time?

They lost everything, but gained freedom?

Unfortunately, this person has a big family background. Although this country is imperial, capitalists still have a part of the voice and cannot teach him too many lessons.

After seeing off Locke, Eng walked into the police station office, with seven or eight police officers gathering around a table with something split.

Enge quietly looked around, with a little sadness in his eyes.

Ten days ago, there should have been nineteen people sitting here, but they all died under the sharp teeth of the flame dog that day.

This is also the biggest casualties of their Dororo City Police Department in recent years!

Although now on the Internet, most people who don’t know the truth have scolded everyone in the Dororo City Police Station as incompetent waste and questioned the need for the police station.

Because they did not stop the terrorist attacks in time, the number of casualties reached an astonishing hundreds (injuries, not deaths.)

And those who died were regarded as incompetent waste by them, and they were worthy of death.

But Enge knew that without them, the number of casualties would be even more terrifying. They tried their best to pay their lives for it.

In Enge's heart, they are all heroes.

"Director, you are here, come and try the egg yolk pastry made by my mother."

Among the police officers, a very young police officer raised his head and smiled at Eng.

Enge quickly changed his mood and nodded at him.

"Okay, my favorite thing is the egg yolk crispy made by your mother, Cassie."

Cassie smiled and touched her head embarrassedly, "She likes to mess around with these things at home alone, and she does too much if she accidentally does it."

Another police officer raised his head when he heard the sound, "By the way, Cassie, speaking of it, you are the only child, are you?"

Cassie nodded with relief on her face, "My father left when I was very young, and my mother didn't look for him anymore because I didn't look for him."

Several police officers looked at each other with complex eyes.

"Is that?" The policeman's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. "Your mother should be worried about being an only child for such a dangerous career."

"Why are you worried?" Cassie didn't seem to hear the hint in the policeman's words. She picked up an egg yolk pastry and took a bite, and asked in confusion with her cheeks.

"It's too late to punish criminals and help citizens with such a handsome job, my mother is supporting me."

"She just doesn't want you to be bound by her. Where can a mother not worry about her son's safety?"

Eng came over and scolded Casey.

Cassie was stunned, but before he could react, the screams from outside the police station attracted everyone's attention.

Eng reacted first, he drew his pistol and said to all the police officers in the office.

"Everyone went to the equipment room to change their equipment!"

"yes!"

...

Locke walked out of the police station and looked up at the sky that had not seen in the past few days. Although the weather was not good and a little gloomy, he was still very happy.

He looked around and found that it was not a main road, so there were very few pedestrians passing by, but he could still see from the peaceful surroundings that the government's work was done quite well.

Or is it the quiet and peaceful city of Dororo.

Smack~

The sound of something dripping on the right attracted Locke's attention, and he turned his head in confusion.
To be continued...