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Chapter 25 Female Suspect

Subtitle of this chapter: The Second Bullet of the Crime City

At two or three o'clock Sunday afternoon, Yuan Yan was working hard in her apartment.

"Doudu, I found abnormal changes in the timeline. Dadu, I found abnormal changes in the timeline."

Suddenly he heard the master ball squealing sound, and the red and green light flashed like a police light. But what does this timeline change mean?

He was about to ask a question when he heard the Master Ball system say in a panic tone for the first time: "The butterfly effect of the host's behavior after crossing will cause abnormal changes in the timeline. Please deal with it as soon as possible. This is not an exercise, repeat it once, this is not an exercise."

It’s impossible. What changes can I cause just like a master of neoclassical liberalism? What should I do?

"Dududu, this system releases emergency temporary tasks: The second of the evil city series..."

"Master Ball, wait. Why is it the second, where is the first one?"

"Isn't the host attacking the police?"

“…It’s right.”

"Task content: rush to the designated location as soon as possible, rescue the target person from the nypd's encirclement, and place it in a safe place."

“Task Reward: To be determined.”

"Punishment of failure: erase...the host's ability you understand, and become irreversible permanent ed faculty indifference."

Our Master Yuan was furious as soon as he heard this: "Master Ball, what's going on with this permanent ed frigidity???!!!"

"This timeline change is caused by host sex/behavior. Although the consequences of this abnormal change in the timeline should not be very serious, in order to prevent it in the future, we can only thoroughly castrate/cut the host, not only the body but also the spirit..."

"&%¥#@..." Besides &%¥#@..., what else can Yuan Yanshu say?

"Please hurry up, unless you realize that "rights and wrongs are just because of speaking more, and troubles are all because of the essence." You voluntarily give up this ability."

Isn’t this nonsense? Who wants to give up that ability?

"This...Master Ball, you have to tell me the whole story!!!"

"Isn't it because of the host that day...so...so...so...you can only rely on yourself now."

After hearing this, Yuan Yan was really convinced. It turned out that this was really his fault!

He walked around the room with his hands behind his back, picked up his wallet and looked at it, and then started to put on his clothes. He hurriedly put on his clothes and was about to go out, but before he left the door, he turned back and took out a flat metal wine pot from the drawer. This kind of wine pot that could be placed in a clothing bag was a best-selling American product after the Prohibition, and fashionable people all had one.

Yuan Yanshu had no whiskey, brandy, and vodak, but he had a bottle of... Wujiapi. He didn't get Liuwei Dihuang Pills, but he got a bottle of tunic.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

He filled the wine pot with a very pungent smell, and wiped it casually, stuffed it into the inner bag of the suit and rushed out of the room.

"Master Ball, open the map to indicate the target."

A very familiar thing appeared in the upper right corner of Master Yuan's field of vision, which was the round frame showing the street, and there was a small red arrow in it. Isn't this the game's small map?

However, he didn't have time to think about this kind of thing. The situation is very serious now. In order to complete the task, to preserve the final dignity of a man, and to his own safety, he had to make a big purchase first and make a phone call...

Anouk-rocher walked quickly in the alley with a panic look. Just as she was about to leave the alley, she heard the sound of rapid footsteps and the man's harsh and arrogant scolding. Her curves were moving, but her a little green body suddenly stopped, and she hurriedly turned around and hid in a black door hole.

A young voice said, "Sir, there is an alley here!"

The mighty middle-aged accent said, "No need to see it, this is a dead end that can only go out but not enter. This street is full of our people, and as long as you walk out, someone will see it. You can check the apartment building over there first."

"Yes, sir."

The middle-aged man said sternly: "Don't forget, our goal this time is a slant and a ginger, don't make me feel complicated."

The young man said a little draggingly: "Yes, the chief official."

"fxxk!" the middle-aged general cursed, "They are suspects of the Wall Street bombing and bombing case, and they are all outlaws. If you are not careful, you can't save your own lives. Please cheer me up. do-you-understand?"

“yes,sir!”

Several nypds just casually looked into the alley for a few times, then ran away.

The young woman's hand, which was tightly pinching the Liuzi revolver in her pocket, finally loosened, but the words she heard made her breathe.

What went wrong? How could these notes know that they were related to the Wall Street explosion/bombardment?

She was just watching the comrade and another "she" on the corner of the street, and she turned red afterwards. The original Standard American Voice also deliberately brought a bit of Eastern European flavor. How could she recognize herself if she was so careful? Could it be that... that comrade and "she" were arrested?

And who are the slants mentioned by these nypds?

Just when Aiuca Rochelle was full of suspicion, he heard a "clang" sound on his head. The iron escalator that was specially opened in the rear window for residents to use in emergency moments fell down...

A slant wearing weird clothes and carrying a big bag fell in front of her with a "thump"!

The appearance of this person was too sudden, and at this critical moment, the frightened young woman took out the pistol in her pocket and pointed it straight at the visitor.

Yuan Yan, wearing a Chinese jacket, did not expect that the "target person" was still carrying a gun. She was also startled and immediately threw down her bag and raised her hands and said, "Don't shoot, it's me..."

Aiuca Rochelle said vigilantly: "Who are you!"

Master Yuan blurted out: "I am Chen Xiaoer...well, your friend!"

The young woman said with a suspicion: "My friend?"

Yuan Yan, who had a dark yellow complexion, had a sick face, dressed almost exactly the same as the gang characters on Chinatown, and had two rat whiskers on her lips, suddenly squeezed out a gentle smile and said softly: "Don't be nervous, I'm really here to help you. Is you Ms. Rocheer?"

"No!"

The anarchist female warrior hesitated for a moment. Anyway, the Chinese could attract policemen on the street with just a loud shout. If she didn't believe it at this moment, she could only believe it. So she put away her pistol and said, "I am Miss Rochelle."

Yuan Yan also put down his hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, Miss Rochelle, I finally caught up..."

He picked up the cloth bag on the ground and looked up and down at Miss Ainukar Rochelle. This was really a beauty. Unlike another red-haired beauty, her figure was thinner and colder. Compared to Ms. Ivanovna, her face was more delicate, and she could be called picturesque facial features. However, the stubborn expression of this anarchist female warrior destroyed the soft temperament she originally had.
Chapter completed!
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