In a dizzy state, Belmode felt something on her face and her head was very heavy. She tried hard to open her eyes, but she didn't know if the effect of the anesthetic had not completely dissipated or what, her eyelids just trembled slightly and couldn't open them at all.

There was a quiet area around her, with a little water dropping down constantly, and the sound was very small, but in this moment, even such a tiny sound was very clear to her.

The sound of the water droplets seemed to fall on the water surface, but there was no splash of water. The surroundings seemed to be covered by something, which was a bit dull.

One drop...and another...it's very slow, and very rhythmic.

There was a sound of footsteps approaching here, and the footsteps were a little loud, and it made a heavy tap sound when it quickly stepped on the floor.

The owner of this footsteps should be a man, tall and wearing leather shoes.

"Cruff-"

The door of the ward was opened, and Chiba immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Belmode thrown in a coma.

"Fortunately I haven't woken up yet..." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and murmured.

He just went to the bathroom, and it didn't take more than a minute in total. He also asked Takagi next door to pay attention to the motivation here, so nothing should be done.

He sat back to the chair in front of the hospital bed, and his eyes were directly facing Belmode on the hospital bed.

He stared at the other party hard, trying to find some traces of awakening from the other party, but perhaps such a guard was too boring, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Even if he went to wash his face, the sleepiness still couldn't be eliminated.

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After staring at him for a while, he took out a small comic from his suit pocket, trying to divert his attention and relieve some sleepiness.

From the moment he heard the sound of pushing away, Belmode never moved.

Is she being guarded...

Yes, I was injured last night and fell into a coma...

Then the place where he is now should be the hospital, with an oxygen mask on his face, and the sound of water droplets should be an infusion bottle.

I just don't know whether the FBI or the Japanese police arrested her...

Judging from the current situation, she is being guarded by someone, and the other party should have known her true identity. It is probably because she wants to wait for her to wake up for interrogation.

The organization doesn’t know whether she is aware of the news of her arrest. If she knows, she should take action soon. She doesn’t have to worry about her safety for the time being.

Thinking of it, her consciousness gradually relaxed and she sank into a deeper sleep.

......

"Chris and that man have to hand over to America!"

In the Metropolitan Police Department, a blonde FBI was arguing with Officer Meguro, and the entire conference room was filled with gunpowder.

Matsumoto Kiyonobu sat on the main seat of the conference room, while Fumimi Yuki was also sitting on the side of the conference room.

"No! This is the prisoner we arrested!" Officer Memu slapped the table hard, and the FBI in front of him was too eye-catching.

What did that in the tone of order do they think of the Japanese police as?!

"Chris' nationality is the United States, and you Japan have no right to judge!" The man didn't care about the anger of Officer Memu, and there was a sense of arrogance in his eyes when he looked at these policemen.

"She is committing a crime in Japan now!"

"So what, she is American? No matter what she committed, her crime should be tried by a federal court!"

Officer Memu gritted his teeth and wanted to punch the arrogant FBI in the face. He hasn't been so angry for a long time!

"Only Chris is American, that man is not American!"

"He is Chris' accomplice and should also be tried by federal laws." The man snorted disdainfully, not caring about the struggles of the Japanese police. "Maybe, I should ask our ambassador to Japan to negotiate with you?"

"you......"

"Meizu." Matsumoto Kiyonaga interrupted Officer Meizu, who was getting angry and burning. He supported the table with both hands and stared at the strange man in front of him seriously. The scar on his left eye made him look more majestic.

"We can hand over people to the United States, but we have the conditions..."

The man thought for a moment and replied, "Yes."

"Okay, those two prisoners are now in the intensive care unit of the police hospital. You can bring people to the airport tomorrow..."

Seeing the arrogant American leave, Officer Megu angrily pounded the table.

This feeling is so frustrating!

"Matsumoto Police, why should we agree to them? Even if we agree, we shouldn't be so easy..."

"Mu, since they want people, they will give them. As for what these two prisoners can bring to them, it depends on their luck..."

Matsumoto Kiyoshi leaned forward, his hands crossed and his head supported, his sharp eyes narrowed, with an inexplicable meaning.

Fujimi Yu also stood up with his briefcase, "Matsumoto Policeman, the matter is over, so I should leave."

Officer Memu watched Feng see Yu leave, and the policeman didn't know what he was doing. He came in and left inexplicably.

"Matsumoto police, he..."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga shook his head and said nothing.

Some things are confidential because they cannot tell outsiders now.

......

When I answered the phone call from Yuya Fuki, Amuro was in a particularly happy mood.

"Just as Hoshino-kun expected, the FBI intervened."

"It seems that they really don't want to give up the delicious food they got~"

"The handover work will be tomorrow afternoon. The FBI will take people to Koto Airport and be escorted back to the United States by plane. Once the FBI takes people out of the hospital, the FBI will be fully responsible."

Amuro raised a curve through the corner of his mouth, "I get it."

Since the FBI made such a choice, he doesn't have to worry about any casualties on the police.

He called Gin while activating his Mazda.

"I've checked it almost. What happened last night was quite exciting, you must have never expected it." His tone was joking, I don't know if he was laughing at Belmode or who was laughing at.

"Hehe." Gin Jiu sneered and reported an address.

"Come to this place."

“OK.”

After hanging up the phone, Amuro smiled unabated on his face. He turned the steering wheel and turned to the place where Gin said.

As the sun sets in the west, the sunset in the sky is gorgeous with a brilliant red color, dyeing the entire city with brilliant brilliance.

A group of guys dressed in black who didn't look like good people gathered in a spacious room. Thick curtains were pulled up, and the sunset shot out light spots through the tiny slits of the curtain fabric.

It was still the one who appeared in the morning, but because of the presence of gin, it was not as noisy as in the morning.

The corner of the shadow was shining with extinct Mars, and wisps of cigarette smoke drifted away, leaving the whole room covered with a faint layer of smoke.

The interior was quiet, and everyone sat in different postures, waiting for the important information from Amuro Tou.
Chapter completed!