If we follow the strokes written by Mr. Yu Dafu in prose, the winter night in the north is indeed a wonderful time that is particularly suitable for reading books, writing letters, memorializing the past, and writing and chatting.

So he couldn't help but drink a few drinks with Liu and listen to her say something irrelevant.

Life like this is the perfect place for the elvic ephemeral that suddenly comes to life. Perhaps if it weren’t for such a winter night, the fun wouldn’t be as long as it was.”

At this time, the night view of Tokyo in the distance has long been deep and faded. Andoyuan just looked at Ryu who seemed to be drunk by the table.

She had a comfortable sleeping face on her face, with a little deliberateness missing, but because of the slightly drunkenness after being drunk, there was a little more charming that she could not disguise on her usual occasions.

It made Andaoyuan calmly think: 'Maybe only at this time can she take off the mask from her face'

He took out a blanket later from the study and gently covered her, but he did not act rudely because of Liu's drunkenness. However, when he left, the wind in the gap in the stairs blew down the empty wine bottle that Liu had placed diagonally.

She opened her eyes in a daze. Seeing that it was Andaoyuan, she pouted and opened her hands and said, "Andaoyuan, you are not allowed to ignore me, otherwise I will kick these bottles of wine."

The blankets and clothes were slid down halfway.

Then Liu hooked Andaoyuan's neck with both hands, then buried her head with long burgundy hair in front of Andaoyuan's shoulders, and her warm breath sprayed on Andaoyuan's neck.

After saying that, she opened her mouth and gently bit Andaoyuan with two pointed little tiger teeth.

"The alcohol content is not good, and the wine tastes are not good. Those who don't know will think you are a vampire."

He pinched Liu's little nose helplessly and put her back on the table.

He had no choice for a drunk person, especially when the person was still a girl, and then escaped.

Liu seemed to have more trust in him and Hyacinth, but the trust under the mask she disguised was visible to Andaoyuan at a glance. It was as crystal clear as glass, fragile but hard to come by.

So let her lie on the table.

If it was snow who was drunk here, he would probably hold the cute and dreamy cat girl in her mouth and put it back into her own room.

Andaoyuan has always been clear about such things.

Then he packed up the table and it was getting late, so he went back to the house and turned off the lights and went to bed.

The next morning, Liu's figure had disappeared, leaving only the blanket he put on the table, with a little undissipated warmth and a girlish fragrance, proving that what happened last night was not seen in a dream.

After Andaoyuan packed up the house, he went for a walk on the sidewalk. Suddenly, he saw that the rising sun of winter hangs at the end of the street in a very far and wide place.

Perhaps this is what Japan should do in winter. Walking on a certain road, you will see dead branches with kapok leaves falling, standing alone in a dark brown, but it will not look bleak.

There was nothing else today, so Andaoyuan would occasionally sit in a coffee shop next to the road, ask for a latte, open a book, and spend the morning.

Seeing the green light on, the old woman dressed in plain clothes, holding her little granddaughter who was dressed as gorgeous as spring flowers, crossed the road, then headed towards her destination, watching pedestrians walking by like a tide.

But just as he was studying, the voice of a police car in Tokyo in the distance came over in a hurry.

Three or four police cars then surrounded a sedan.

Several officers got out of the car, and one of them even pulled the gun out of his pocket and pointed it at the red sedan in the distance:

"You are already surrounded, please don't resist unnecessary."

Although Andoyuan was fully focused when reading, he could not turn a blind eye to the emergency happening around him. He closed the book, gently rotated the coffee with the spoon, and then tasted the latte in the cup.

But he could already feel the vibration of the energy field in the surrounding air.

The ripples were very small, as if a drop of water was on a calm lake.

"Do not!!"

I don’t know the next moment when anyone finished shouting this sentence.

The red car exploded like a bomb integrated with nitroglycerin at the brakes. Accompanied by violent flashes and flames, the huge shock waves generated by the explosion directly blow up the police car windows, and then overturned the surrounding vehicles in a circular shape.

The nearest police officer has died.

Even if other police officers reacted quickly, they were probably affected, and in the best case, they were slightly injured.

The glass in front of Andaoyuan was trembling slightly, and the matte sound of fine sand hitting the double-layer glass can be heard.

After the red car exploded, the surrounding asphalt roads were filled with burning traces of sulfur and saltpeter. Then a red doll rabbit jumped out of the preset program in the car.

The rabbit held a sign in his hand: "This is a small warning."

Andoyuan took a sip of coffee and thought that he could provoke a complete and huge national violent agency like the Japanese Police Department.

The probability of this incident being happening is that the investigation of the Metropolitan Police Department has been directed in the wrong direction.

He did not become a righteous passerby or did a brave act.

That is an unnecessary work for him who is rational.

After thinking about it, he called Haruse Abe: "Hunse, has the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department reported any abnormal incidents to the night watchmen recently?"

"An Jun, why did you suddenly ask this question?"

There was a subtle sound of running water on the Chunshi girl, and it sounded like she was still taking a shower.

Of course, Andaoyuan's focus is not here. He briefly described the scene he saw: "From what I saw, the people who were arrested by the Night Watch last time should have missed the key figures, so now it has a subsequent impact."

"It's worthy of you, you can guess this. The last time the group of cultists who were planning to attack the Nightkeeper branch during the Chinese New Year was actually for a spiritual weapon preserved in the cafe. After being caught, their memories had been read clean by the subconscious machine. They should have masks, children, and hooded men. These three people are still active."

"What do you think about this explosion?"

The police officer was killed by the audience in the court. The negative credibility that this incident gave to society is much stronger than the lotus flowers floating in the ten miles of Sensoji Temple.
Chapter completed!