I am in Dongying mixed society

He looked at it again because the smile was too exaggerated, which caused the facial muscles to get involved in the wound, and the wound that was temporarily stopped by the tissue on the wound on the face began to overflow with scarlet blood.

However, the officer Rie Fujiwara who didn't notice it in a happy state.

Finally he couldn't help but said.

"But...but, Officer Fujiwara..."

"What can I say? Aoki~ I'm in a good mood now~ So now even if you have any bad news to tell me, I won't be angry~ Hahaha~"

"Then... Then I said it~"

"Let's talk about it~ Is there little bad news recently? Hahahaha~~~"

"This kid, it looks... as if he is underage..."

"Haha...ha...ha?"

The words of Rie Fujiwara's blatant laughter were completely stopped by Aoki's attention.

Following Aoki's words, she turned her head to look at the maid Katsuko who was sitting between her and Aoki.

Then, with this smile stiff on his face, he looked at Ye Jian Si Xiangzi.

Soon...

"Little maid sister?"

"Is there any problem? Pretty police sister?"

"You...how old are you?"

"Thirteen yo~"

"A lie is not a good boy!"

"They didn't lie to people~"

"Are you sure!?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go back to the police station and check my actual age through your police's internal network~"

The color of joy on Rie Fujiwara's face instantly cooled.

As her face turned gloomy, she immediately turned her gaze to the face of Jingshi Aoki who first mentioned Miss Kyoko's age.

Then, under the gaze of the other party with a smile on his face.

"Aoki Police, in your country, is thirteen considered an adult?"

"Uh...this...this..."

ten minutes later...

In the convoy, a police car returned to the door of Hoshino's house. One person alighted from the car. It was the maid Yomiji Kyouko who was arrested and taken away by Rika Fujiwara before on charges of assaulting the police.

When she got out of the car, she no longer had the silver police handcuffs handcuffed by Fujiwara.

The whole girl still has the humble and elegant temperament possessed by the Hoshino family maid.

The police car started again, and she politely waved and said goodbye to the police car that brought her back.

But in the face of her friendly farewell look, the police car that once again pulled the alarm and left after sending her back, it was very impolite to stretch out a female arm to stand up to her. Raised a middle finger.

"Sergeant Fujiwara~ Come play again when you have time~"

"Flower Q!"

Chapter 127 The Stupid

Time goes back to dawn before sunrise...

After bidding farewell to a strange eldest sister who was carrying a cello bag and drove to look for a toilet near the gunfight scene, it seemed that it was the rich lady's eldest, wrapped in a black cotton coat, who had not been in direct eye contact with her.

The stray girl who borrowed the blue scooter whose shell was scrapped and drove it all the way to the supermarket salesperson Yasushi Sakai.

While riding the bike halfway, she suddenly discovered a problem that seemed extremely serious to her.

The problem is that, from the perspective of the outer shell, it is estimated that it is to ride to the vehicle scrapyard. The staff at the vehicle scrapyard will only recycle the blue scooter at the price of the scrap.

That is the tank that fills up the gas for less than three thousand yen at a time.

It seems, seems, probably, maybe...

No oil...

"How to do..."

The homeless girl riding on this motorcycle that suddenly stalled on the side of the road was stunned.

She is not a vehicle maintenance worker. In other words, she is not even aware of the road computer, water temperature meter, and fuel gauge on the faucet of the scooter who is riding under her body. Can understand.

However, it is a fact that the car suddenly stalled halfway through the ride.

After the car stalled due to lack of fuel, she reached out and twisted the car key inserted in the keyhole under the faucet. It is also a fact that the car did not respond even after twisting it several times.

Reluctantly, there was still a bandage on her head, and there was another kind of wound on her leg, which appeared from the wound after being scratched by a bullet/bullet. She had to get off the car with that kind of unbearable pain.

Turning his dirty little head, I looked around and found that there was no gas station nearby.

Pushing this car with both hands has a net weight of about 300 kilograms. For a normal man in his twenties, the scooter that has been pushing for a long time and is very laborious has already begun to rise on the horizon. Under the action of the rising sun, the gradually brightened street walked away.

One step, two steps...

The pain in the leg continued, and the eager feelings for saving people when chasing the mercenary who kidnapped Hitomi Hoshino before that time had slowly dissipated.

The pain is even more obvious.

The injured person was not suitable for physical work while the injury was still unhealed, not to mention that her wound was not even sutured at this time.

The movement of the cart caused the wound on her leg to crack again, and the bandage that was put on her leg lost its original function.

A large amount of blood spilling from the wound stained the bandage crimson.

Finally, limping and pushing the car with her body swaying, she drove forward about 200 meters with difficulty.

Under the effect of the continuous pain in the leg that continued to crack and deepen due to her pushing behavior.

Once again, the car with her petite and thin body fell over on the side of the road.