Chapter 47 Reliable
Sariye lowered her head and kept choking.

Akai looked at Sariye, picked up the high-heeled shoes she had thrown away and handed them to Sariye before saying, "In order to avoid the road demon, did you deliberately pry open the door of the abandoned factory?"

Sariye knew that she couldn't easily fool this FBI ace agent who even shy away from the organization. At this moment, her completely innocent identity was her best cover. She wiped away her tears, lowered her head, and put her feet on the ground. Putting it inside the shoe, he said, "This door was open when I came here, so I just wanted to come in and hide."

Akai was silent for a while, apparently not believing such words, looking at Sariye with deep thoughtfulness: "Really?"

Sariye rolled her eyes, and before she could say anything, Akai suddenly stopped pestering her, and said to the detective who came back after searching unsuccessfully behind her, "Take her back to make a record."

After a pause, he seemed to add something meaningful: "She is the only victim of that road demon, remember to ask."

The tall foreign agent agreed, and carefully put his coat on Sariye, and while coaxing her, led her to the car parked by the roadside.

It wasn't until she got in the car that Sariye silently wiped away the tears she had finally squeezed out, and a sneer flashed across her heart.

In her last life, she couldn't play against the two grievances of Akai and Qinjiu. One was more scheming than the other, and she stepped on the traps set more accurately than the other. She was counted so many times. No matter how stupid she is, she should have a long memory up.

If Akai is here, when Belmode comes, if the two collide, it is not something she can intervene in.

There's always a way to divert his attention away from the road demon.

Just right.

Sariye sat in the back seat of the car before raising her head, her dark red eyes through the coat of an FBI agent, and met Akai who was outside without warning.

It was just the most ordinary glance, and there was no spark between the two of them. Sariye slowly lowered her head again, leaning on the detective beside her softly, wiping her tears in aggrieved manner.

The car started moving quickly, and the icy wind blew from the car window, blowing on the leaves in the gauze, she sat up straight, and slowly closed the car window.

The detective who sat with her in the back seat asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Sariye clutched her chest, showing a look of lingering fear: "That Asian police officer just now was so scary."

After hearing this, the agent smiled and comforted him: "Oh, Mr. Akai is just serious. In fact, he is very nice, and his personal ability is super strong. You don't have to worry about it."

The person who was driving also laughed and joked, "Ah, you are really a die-hard fan of Akai."

The girl slowly untied the rope tied at the end of her hair, and her fluffy black hair like seaweed immediately fell down on her shoulders. She tugged at her gloves again, sighed slightly, and said slowly with a pitiful sigh:
"If Akai Shuichi was really that reliable, he wouldn't trust me to hand me over to you."

"what?"

Before the detective in the back seat could react, Sariye made a sudden move and precisely hit the aorta in his neck with his elbow. The blood supply stopped instantly and the detective's brain fell into a state of extreme hypoxia, and his eyes froze. Flip over and fall aside.

The driver who noticed something was wrong immediately reached out to the communicator in front of the car, but before he reached there, Sariye stretched out his leg and kicked it. The slender and hard heel of the high-heeled shoe was directly inserted into the core of the communicator, and it Completely destroyed to smash.

(End of this chapter)

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