Interlude: Thief Police Officer 12

"This name," Zhu Fujingguang lit a cigarette under the street light, and the dim light elongated his figure, "Is it true?"

He was hiding in a small alley. This place was not deserted, but most of the residents were middle-aged and elderly people with relatively healthy work and rest schedules. The nearby shops closed early at night. Scotland raised his head, and the smell of nicotine and the nearby trash cans penetrated his nostrils. He stared at the light leaking from the gap in the curtains, but did not find any signs of human activity for the time being. "Milavo?"

"Well," compared to his miserable squatting, Christina seemed much more comfortable. She was in a good mood and spread the essential oil evenly on her blonde hair. "I found a former colleague. Pramiya has always had a great reputation, a 100% completion rate, and likes to make a big scene."

"I restored the server," Mason pushed up his glasses, and Christina's voice echoed in the smoke, "and used some connections to get this name."

Some broken databases:...

"Come on," Christina ended in a proper manner, "If this doesn't end tonight, this name will be on the Neon police's wanted list tomorrow."

It is a routine to report if you can't beat them. If the Japanese police can't do it, then the FBI, CIA, ML6, KGB and the like will all be included. In short, when everything is exposed to the sunlight, Pramya will no longer be the flames of fear and death.

At the same time, this paranoid man who has lost his mystery will burn the culprit who caused all this at all costs.

Ishii Kazuki, who injured her right shoulder, a witness who survived the bombing, the first fully preserved bomb sample, the legacy of DNA, the missing wallet...

Plus, the real name was leaked.

Zhu Fu Jingguang approached the door silently. His movements were as light as a black cat. The butt of the gun knocked on the wooden door in a rhythm of three long and two short beats. With a creaking sound, the man's pupils shrank rapidly due to the inertia of the door, and he rolled to the side without hesitation.

And in the next second, flames shot up into the sky.

"No," said a dishevelled man sitting in a Mazda RX-7FD3S parked on the street. His face and clothes were covered with traces of dust and smoke. The blond driver started the car. "Pramya was here, but it was at least three hours ago. She disposed of the doctor and the clinic in order to leave no evidence."

"She's being chased very closely," the roadside scenery changed quickly, and Furuya Rei's tone was full of coldness, "Whether it's the Neon police or Nada Unichi Tokit, the customs has already conducted strict inspections. It's impossible for her to leave Neon through normal channels."

"She may not leave," Zhu Fu Jingguang closed his eyes, "Milavo said that if Pramya is not found by tomorrow, the Neon police will publicly issue a wanted notice for the name 'Christina Lisa'."

The car braked suddenly, and Fūya Rei suddenly turned his head and looked at the cat-eyed young man who was assembling a sniper wooden warehouse in the back seat. The expression on his face contained a storm, "That is to say..."

"Ikki will be the bait," Scotland pulled the safety and aimed the scope at the vast night, "He will be the target of Pramya's crazy revenge."

Because Miravo will let her know that it was this Neon policeman who made everything about her public.