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Xinfan leaned against the car window and looked boredly at the cars passing by. Silas could still be vaguely seen wherever he could see.

It's just that it's so late, Sila starts from here, where can he go if he doesn't stop the car halfway?

Alas, one by one is really not worrying.

Before Xinfan's sigh had swallowed into his stomach, he immediately noticed the passing cars whistling beside him, not knowing why they suddenly slowed down.

He turned his head "shh", and he saw a very conspicuous black and white vehicle. The red strip lights on the top of the car and the "POLICE" on the side of the car are particularly eye-catching.

Xin Fan: "..."

Should he be thankful that Feng Jianyu didn't use the police siren?

Kazami Yu also parked the car behind the silver Maserati, and immediately got off the car and ran to Shinhan's side, calling out: "Mr. Asano, Kazami Yu also came to report...

"Huh?!"

Feng Jianyu also widened his eyes in astonishment, and pointed at Xinfan for a long time before he said: "Who are you?"

That's right, he checked the license plate, exactly the same as the one sent to him by Mr. Asano.

Could it be that their joint was discovered, and the enemy waited for him to throw himself into the net? ?

This was the first time Shinfan appeared in front of Yuya Kazemi in the image of Mezcal, and this police officer who had been in contact with Yuguling most of the time, although he knew Shinfan understands Yirong Shu, he still failed to make it in the first place. It reacted in a moment.

Xinfan pinned the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears, and calmly introduced himself: "I am Nobuhan Asano who belongs to the night, hello, Kazami-kun."

The last "Hello Fengjianjun" Xinfan deliberately switched to his usual voice, using familiarity to appease the frightened Fengjian Yuya.

"You... hello." Feng Jianyu also greeted with a dazed face, and then gradually returned to his senses. After understanding the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh, "This kind of skill that has almost changed personally is really true. It's amazing, no matter how many times I have seen it, I still can't help but sigh."

"There are probably a lot of opportunities to use this face in the future, remember that it is no harm." Xinfan looked at Feng Jian's dress and sighed helplessly, "Feng Jian-kun, I am afraid that you are not suitable ?"

Kazami Yu also wondered: "What's wrong with this?"

Sure enough, he changed into a very formal police uniform as he said on the phone. The dark blue uniform on his body fully reflected his handsomeness and dexterity that he usually restrained in the suit.

Xinfan originally wanted to vomit, but this was the first time he saw Fengjianyu's other side that was rarely seen by others. Then again, Fengjianyu didn't have the opportunity to wear a police uniform, and he wanted to take this opportunity to perform. Can't understand.

So he tried to pull out a fairly normal smile, and said to Fengjianyu: "It's nothing, it's good. Let's go over quickly."

...

The two stared at each other, but no one moved.

...

"...Aren't you getting off the bus?" Kazami Yu also wondered.

Xin Fanzhu: "What?"

"This car belongs to Mr. Asano in the night, right now, don't you want to transform into a bright image?" Kazami also turned sideways slightly, letting out his gaze to the rear, "That's why I drove the police car over. ."

Mr. Asano of Dark Night... Is it?

Xinfan was stunned. The expression in his eyes towards Fengjian Yuya slowly changed from perplexity to firmness.

Although he doesn't think that wearing a police badge or wearing a uniform and driving a police car can go back to the past Zhufu Jingguang, but doing so may bring some confidence and comfort to Sila!

But when he finally got into the police car, Xinfan subconsciously paid attention to the surrounding environment.

In case any member of the organization who knew Mezcal happened to pass by, or the surveillance camera next to him happened to take this scene in, then he might not be able to tell even if he had 10,000 mouths.

This is why Xinfan refused to change into the police uniform that Feng Jian Yuya brought in the end.

Although whether it is caught by the police or actively leaking information to the police, the end will not be very good, but the two are still qualitatively different from Mezcal's being a police undercover agent.

...

Kazami Yu also drove the police car forward, while hesitatingly asked: "Mr. Asano, your car is just parked on the side of the road, is it really okay?"

"It's okay." Xinfan's gaze kept falling out of the window. "Don't be so fast. He walks very slowly. He should be nearby."

Maserati belongs to Mezcal, not to mention the side of the road, even the suspension cable of the cross-sea bridge cannot be used as a parking lot. For detailed parking strategies, you can consult Bourbon, an expert in this area.

It didn't take long for Xinfan to see the decadent figure. Sila didn't intend to stop the car at all, so she walked forward step by step.

Shinfan commanded Kazemiyu also slowed down and followed Shiraz.

Sila heard the movement and looked over at the sound, and at the same time revealed that face that was so terrible.

In just a few minutes, Sila’s deep European eyes looked even more sunken at the moment ~www.readwn.com~ and there was a terrifying black green. His lips were horribly dry and chapped, with no blood at all.

Although Xinfan understood Shiraz's painful feeling of losing his beloved love, he couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene.

It is said that strong men also have tenderness. I did not expect that people like Shiraz would become such a ghost for his sweetheart. When he was transferred from Northern Europe to Japan before, he still said "I know how to treat her better." Will let go" appearance.

Is this called letting go? Obviously, I have hidden Irina deeper in my heart, and protected her with a fiery heart, right?

Sila's eyes were actually not very clear due to lack of sleep and the effects of alcohol. He only vaguely noticed the outline of a black and white vehicle. Silas, who has been active in the black zone for a long time, is very familiar with this color combination, and the emotion that he has developed in his subconscious mind to regard the police as an enemy also makes him instantly nervous.

Why are there police here? Was it because he was walking on the highway, or was he wanted by the police because he didn't handle it well before?

Sila showed a smile that was uglier than crying in the direction of the police car, and slowly said, "Mr. Police, what's the matter?"

A series of ellipsis appeared silently on Xinfan's forehead, and he sighed again, and at the same time, he sighed with emotion at what kind of naive one he had received:

"Sira," he called softly.

The name that haunted Sila's mind like a devil, deeply stimulated Sila's emotions!

Sila lowered her head in amazement, and those eyes that lost focus violently slammed into Xinfan's eyes.

Xinfan sat in the car, raised his chin through the lowered window, and looked at the haggard man.

"You..." Sila murmured in disbelief, "Mezcal??"