The two people on the high platform not far from the Qingtong Tree stronghold couldn't help but smile with satisfaction as they looked at the battlefield they had arranged with one hand.

The girl sitting on the steel frame was covered with white bandages, covered with a red robe, wearing a flower-colored scarf around her neck, and her calves swaying leisurely, completely uncaring about the height of her position from the ground.

Standing next to him was a man with white hair, wearing a white trench coat and wearing a mask to disguise his identity.

"Did you notice the Investigator?" A magnetic voice came out of the girl's mouth.

"Hmm." The man in the trench coat answered.

"It's not easy for him to be able to tie with the antique store manager." Swaying his legs, his eyes staring into the distance.

"Do you want to find a chance to kill him?" The man in the trench coat turned his head to look at the girl.

The girl shook her head in a relaxed tone: "No need, he can't make much waves by himself, even if Arima Gui doesn't take me seriously, let alone a newcomer to the investigator." ”

"It's almost time." The magnetic female voice sounded again, their actions from beginning to end were just a decoy, and now it was time to close the net.

"yes." The man in the trench coat who showed his eyes couldn't see any fluctuations in his expression, as if everything had been made in his chest.

.......

On the roof of Building No. 5, Wu Qizhe was fighting fiercely with Fangcun Gongshan, an imposter lord.

The bursting sparks, the lightning speed, in the eyes of the two special chief investigators, the owl fell into a passive beating.

Rumble!!!

The collision of the long sword and the wings, the invisible vacuum shock, the two people who fought retreated at the same time.

At this moment, the surface of the roof began to tremble slightly.

The vibration from the feet made the four people present feel unusual.

Bang!!!

The building facing Building 5 started with cracks on the surface of the house, and then the entire wall began to collapse, and more than one place, the surrounding buildings were in no particular order.

Wu Qizhe and Fangcun Gongshan on the opposite side stopped tacitly.

Wu Qizhe asked the two special investigators behind him without looking back: "Mr. Shinohara, Mr. Heipan, let's go next..."

"Qi Zhe will let go of Xiao for the time being, and immediately go to take refuge with us." Yukiki Shinohara, said.

"Why don't you leave like this?" Wu Qizhe glanced at Fangcun Gongshan's deliberate unwillingness.

"There is nothing but that we cannot sacrifice our lives in vain just because we want to destroy the enemy, and we will leave immediately." Hei Panyan also opened his mouth.

"Okay." It seemed that he was still a little unwilling, but Wu Qizhe, who had his back to the two investigators, showed a relaxed smile.

To be honest, he really didn't want to kill Fangcun Gongshan, he didn't know how many people the other party had killed before, or meadow, but at least now he was a kind old man, or an old mew, although his strength was still not inferior to that of his youth, but he would not deliberately provoke a fight, even in the face of the investigator who wanted to kill him, he did not kill the killer.

Bang!!!

The roof of the building was already shaking even more, and from time to time buildings collapsed, Wu Qizhe and the two search officers hurried to leave.

Looking at Wu Qizhe and the two special chief investigators who had left, Fangcun Gongshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, that young man was really not simple at all, but he didn't seem to plan to fight with himself, he was going to be stabbed by the other party several times, but the long sword in the other party's hand was lightly slashed.

Onlookers could only see that the two were fighting fiercely, but only the two warring sides could perceive the subtleties.

Fangcun Gongshan shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and left the roof of the building in a few leaps.

Wu Qizhe and the two special investigators had just escaped from Building No. 5 when the building behind them collapsed.

Passing through the empty passage between the buildings, there are ruins everywhere, and the air is filled with gray layers.

Along the way, some of the investigators who fled without a hurry were buried directly in the collapsed walls.

The retreat orders that came from the headset, one after another, the commander of this operation, Marutesai, had already understood that this operation was a trap set by the green paulownia tree, just waiting for the CCG to drill into it.

Looking at the wounded people around him, Wu Qizhe looked worried, he was naturally not worried about these people, but worried about whether there would be any accidents in Zhenhu Xiao, and he would not let her leave if he knew it.

Although Wu Qizhe has watched the original animation, he doesn't remember many places very clearly, after all, too much time has passed, and even this action against the Qingtong Tree Organization, he only has a general impression, the result and the process, to be honest, he doesn't think much about it.

Of course, now the results are very clear, the green tung tree is clearly using some meow seeds as bait, let the investigators go deep into the building, and do a good job in advance, in a certain period of time, the building collapsed, so that the investigators who went deep into the interior were buried, stoned to death, and suffered heavy casualties.

Mato Xiao did not participate in this operation in the original plot, so it is better not to have an accident, as far as the eye can see, large-scale combatants are retreating, and the search and rescue of the wounded has obviously not yet begun.

Wu Qizhe quickened his pace and rushed all the way to the periphery of the Qingtong Tree stronghold, as far as his eyes could see, with short golden hair and a graceful shadow.

The first time Mato Xiao saw Wu Qizhe, she rushed over, worried to joyful change, if she couldn't wait for the other party, she really wanted to rush in to find him.

Mato Xiao, who was wearing protective armor, threw himself into Wu Qizhe's arms and hugged each other tightly, with a glimmer of crystal in the corners of his eyes.

"Fool, you're worrying me to death." Wu Qizhe gently patted Zhenhu Xiao's shoulder and comforted.

"Isn't that all right for me?" Zhenhu Xiao raised his head and looked at Wu Qizhe, his beautiful eyes were slightly moist: "It's you, why did it take so long to come out, I can't wait to rush in." ”

"Okay, okay, isn't this all right?" Wu Qizhe pulled Lazhen Huxiao and hugged his hand tightly: "There are so many people around, let go first." ”

"Oh." Mato Xiaoqiao's face turned red and let go of the hand that was holding Wu Qizhe's waist.

"Let's go, let's go out first." All the way to the avenue outside, I happened to meet Wuli Meixiang.

"Qizhe, wait for you to be okay, right?" Wuli Meixiang spoke first, with a hint of concern in his tone.

"Do you think I'm doing well?" Wu Qizhe moved his lower arm.

"It's okay, I haven't said thank you for the previous thing." Wuli Meixiang said in a sincere tone: "Thank you, Qi Zhejun." ”

"Look at what you said, we are both colleagues and comrades-in-arms, of course we have to help each other in case of danger, how can we talk about thanks." Wu Qizhe pointed to the left cheek of Wuli Meixiang and smiled: "Your face is full of ash, wipe it quickly." ”

"Is there one?" Wuli Meixiang showed a trace of panic on her face, and hurriedly raised her palm to wipe the dust on her face, if others said so, she must have rolled her eyes, this is a battlefield, what's the big deal with a little dust on her face, but at this minute, she worked hard to wipe the dust off her face, didn't she want the man in front of her to see her dirty appearance?

"Qizhe, let's go." Mato Xiao took Wu Qizhe's arm and left directly, although she didn't think that Wuli Meixiang could threaten her, but watching the harmonious conversation between the two, she always felt a little uncomfortable.

Standing in the same place in Wuli Meixiang, looking at the back of Wu Qizhe leaving, his palms were still on his face and gently wiped, but there was a faint sense of loss in his heart.

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