Zariye lowered her head and kept swallowing more.

Akai looked at Sarye, picked up the high heels that she had thrown away, and handed them to Sarye before saying, "Did you deliberately pry open the door of an abandoned factory in order to avoid the road demon?"

Sarye knew that she could not easily deceive this ace FBI agent who was shunned even by 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 down. Entering the shoes, he said: "This door was open when I came here, and I just wanted to come in and hide."

Akai was silent for a while, obviously not believing what he said. His eyes looking at Sarye were full of seriousness: "Really?"

Sariya rolled her eyes, but before she could say anything, Akai suddenly stopped pestering her and said to the detective who returned from the unsuccessful search behind her: "Take her back to make a record."

After a pause, he seemed to add something profound: "She is the only victim of the road demon who has ever seen her. Remember to ask."

The tall foreign agent agreed, and very carefully put his coat on Zariye. While coaxing her, he led her to the car parked on the side of the road.

It wasn't until she got in the car that Sarie silently wiped away the tears that she had managed to squeeze out, and a sneer flashed in her heart.

In her last life, she couldn't outplay the enemies of Akai and Gin. Each one was more scheming than the other. She stepped on the traps she set more accurately than the last. She had been plotted so many times. No matter how stupid she was, she should have a long memory. .

If Akai is here, when Belmod comes later, if the two of them bump into each other, it won't be something she can interfere with.

There has to be some way to divert his attention from the Road Demon.

Just right.

Sarie sat in the back seat of the car and then raised her head. Her dark red eyes peered through the FBI agent's coat and unexpectedly met Akai's eyes outside.

It was just the most ordinary glance, and there was no spark between the two of them. Sariya slowly lowered her head, leaning on the detective beside her with her soft figure, wiping her tears in grievance.

The car started moving quickly, and the cold wind blew from the car window and fluttered on the gauze leaves. She sat up straight and slowly closed the car window.

The detective who was sitting with her in the back seat saw this and asked: "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Sarie covered her chest, showing her lingering fear: "That Asian police officer just now was so scary."

After hearing this, the detective smiled and consoled him: "Oh, Mr. Akai is just a serious person. In fact, he is a very good person, and his personal abilities are super strong. You don't have to worry."

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

The girl slowly untied the rope tied to the end of her hair, and her black hair, as fluffy as seaweed, immediately fell on her shoulders. She pulled her gloves hard again, sighed slightly, and said slowly with a sigh of compassion:

"If Akai Shuichi was really so reliable, he wouldn't trust me and leave me to you."

"What?"

Before the agent in the back seat could react, Sarye suddenly took action and hit the main artery of his neck with precision with her elbow joint. The blood supply was instantly stopped, causing the agent's brain to fall into a state of extreme hypoxia, and his eyes flashed. Turn over, fall to the side.

The driver who noticed something was wrong immediately reached out to the communicator in front of the car, but before he could reach there, Sarye had already stretched out her legs and kicked it away. The slender and hard heel of the high-heeled shoes was directly inserted into the core of the communicator, knocking it out. Completely destroyed to pieces.

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