I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

The state even looks a little crazy.

"Damn..."

Seeing that it was hopeless to stop the attack, Feng Jianyuye took two steps back, continuing to point the gun at Curacao while reaching into his pocket.

He didn't understand medicine, but even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had seen pigs run. What Curacao was doing now was clearly a manifestation of his memory being restored.

Once she completely restored my memory, even if I was handcuffed...

Recalling the experience a few nights ago when he and several of his men intercepted an enemy with guns in the police station but were killed by the enemy with bare hands, Feng Jianyu couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

This woman is so terrible that she cannot be judged by normal people's eyes.

It doesn't matter if I die in the line of duty, but I must not let the other party escape. I must make sure the others are prepared!

Thinking of this, Yuya Kazami quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and called his subordinate.

But before he could dial the phone, Feng Jianyuye suddenly noticed from the reflection of his glasses that something seemed to be rushing towards his face at a rapid speed.

boom!

It was like being hit head-on by a huge truck with the accelerator pressed into the fuel tank. A powerful kick wrapped in light flesh-colored stockings swung across in the form of a knee strike and hit the bridge of Yuya Kazami's nose.

The glasses couldn't withstand such force and shattered on the spot, and the even more fragile bridge of the nose was also broken.

Fragments were scattered, blood splattered from his nose, and Yuya Kazami did a backflip of 90 degrees, fell heavily to the ground, and lost consciousness on the spot.

After doing all this, Curacao, who had regained his composure, picked up the pistol that the former had dropped from the ground and broke the handcuffs chain with one shot.

"call……"

With a sigh of relief, Curacao stood up and looked at the night view outside through the glass window of the cockpit.

What should I do next?

Although it sounds a bit funny to say this, Miss White Hair is really in a dilemma now.

Before, she kicked Yuya Kazami to pieces with a flying kick purely out of instinctive self-protection in her blurred consciousness. Now that she came to her senses, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

The person had been kicked over, but it seemed like she couldn't escape.

Outside the cabin, the evening breeze was howling in the sky. The Ferris wheel was about to reach its highest point after being off the ground for so long. Jumping out from such a high altitude without any tools would be tantamount to suicide.

And if you wait until the Ferris wheel lands on its own, there will be a large number of police surrounding it.

What to do... huh?

Curacao suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why did she feel the wind?

The alarm bells in my heart were about to ring when a young man's calm voice came from behind me.

"Excellent, excellent! It was a really neat and clean strike."

"!?"

Curacao turned his head suddenly at the sound.

As expected, there was now a third person in the cabin where there were supposed to be only two people.

Serabelle sat on the sofa with one leg crossed, her hands naturally stretched out on the back of the chair. The window behind her was open, and the cool breeze from the sky poured in through the window.

Quite the boss's attitude.

But the prerequisite is that you have to ignore the Alpine Original lollipop in his mouth.

Curacao looked at the boy in front of him warily.

"Are you from...the organization?"

"No."

Serabelle answered quite honestly, the small white stick of the lollipop in his mouth trembling up and down as he spoke.

"If you insist, I'm here as an external reinforcement. Vermouth promised to help me, so I have to do her a favor as well. It's an equal exchange."

Belmode...

When he heard the name, a hint of understanding flashed across Curacao's heterochromatic eyes.

"So are you ready to take me back to the organization now?"

"Well, it's not that urgent."

Serabelle glanced back out the window.

"Of course, if you're in a hurry, it's okay to leave now."

"People from the police department are guarding down there. If we wait until the Ferris wheel lands naturally, neither you nor I will have a chance to leave."

Curacao reminded.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's go now."

Serabelle muttered something like a mantra, stood up but did not act immediately. Instead, she took out another lollipop from her pocket and threw it over.

Curacao subconsciously reached out to take it and took a look.

"This is……?"

"Alpine original flavor, you haven't tried it before, right?"

Serabelle raised her eyebrows expressionlessly.

"Just open it and put it in your mouth. Powdered sugar can soothe people's emotions. It's also not easy to accidentally shout out when chewing something in your mouth. It's quite useful... Of course, if you're afraid that I'll poison you, we can switch. You can just eat the one I've bitten."

As she spoke, Serabelle took the lollipop out of her mouth and pretended to hand it over.

"…I still don't need it."

Curacao shook her head and put the one she had received earlier into her skirt pocket.

"Okay, let's go. How do we leave?"

"It's very simple."

Serabelle put the lollipop back into her mouth, then walked to the cockpit door, pressed the emergency switch and pulled the door open.

There were suddenly two entrances and exits in the narrow space, and the strong wind from the high altitude rushed in violently, making the boy's collar flutter wildly.

Serabelle opened her arms.

"Hold me tight and close your eyes. No matter what happens, don't shout. Just trust me."

"You're not planning to..."

Curacao was stunned and was about to ask if this was a bit too radical, but it was too late.

"There's no time to explain. The police are guarding us right below. If we wait until the Ferris wheel lands naturally, neither you nor I will have a chance to leave."

The words seemed familiar. Serabelle took a step forward and picked her up by the waist, then turned around and jumped out of the cabin door.

The strong wind whistled in his ears and the whole scenery of Dongdu Aquarium was in sight. Curacao felt as if time had stopped at this moment.

But only for a moment, time began to flow again.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Curacao took a deep breath and burst out at the loudest volume in his life.

"So I told you to suck a lollipop..."

The boy's slightly helpless voice came to my ears.

Eh?

Curacao came to his senses and found that the expected feeling of weightlessness did not happen.

She looked up and saw several silk threads being held in Serabelle's hand, with the other end fixed to the Ferris wheel cabin they had been riding on.

It turned out that they did not fall directly, but were just sinking slowly, facing each other at a height of hundreds of meters.

Just at this moment, a bunch of fireworks rose into the sky in the distance, and the exploding flames illuminated Serabelle's face.

He shrugged meaninglessly.

"So I've said it all, just trust me."

Chapter 650: Vermouth and I Know Each Other Well

The entire falling process lasted about half a minute, and the two people's feet touched the ground again.

Of course, to be precise, it is not the ground, but the maintenance platform located in the middle of the double-wheeled Ferris wheel, which is a bit similar to the scaffolding on a construction site. The thick steel pipes on both sides, like the steel wires on the inner ring of a bicycle tire, constantly pass through and make a buzzing sound under the effect of resonance.

"are you OK?"

Serabell swung her hand to retrieve the silk thread, and patted the shoulder of the white-haired lady in front of her, who was still standing there with her mouth slightly open, as if she had not yet come to her senses.

"Uh... um."

Feeling the touch on his body, Curacao blinked, took a deep breath and looked around.

"So, are we going to go down like this now?"

It is true that they have now successfully escaped from the Ferris wheel cabin and are no longer trapped in the small birdcage high in the sky. They have taken the most important first step on the road to regaining their freedom.

But if things continue like this, Curacao always feels that something is not right.

Won't we be discovered if we act so brazenly?

"Of course not."

Serabelle raised her voice.

Although they were not on the axle in the center of the Ferris wheel, the noise coming from below was still harsh.

"Then how... eh?"

Before Curacao could finish his words, a work suit that was still warm from his body temperature was handed to him, along with a baseball cap with the words "Toudou Aquarium" printed on it.

Serabelle raised her chin and said, "Put this on."

Curacao immediately understood what he meant, nodded, took it and put it on, and like Vermouth, hid his soft and dazzling white hair in the baseball cap.

I have to say that it made sense for Vermouth to choose clothes of such a large size at that time.

Although it looked bulky and ill-fitting when worn on Serabelle, perhaps due to her body shape, when Curacao put it on, the empty space in her chest was immediately filled up, and there was enough room down to the waist so that it was not too tight and restricted her movements.

"Good, time to go."

Serabelle looked up and down, then turned and walked down the stairs.

Curacao quickened his pace and followed the young man, asking questions.

"So what are you going to do later?"

"I do not mind."

Serabelle didn't even turn around.

"As long as you are not discovered, I will not be discovered."

Yes...well.

Curacao was a little hesitant, but since Serabelle said so herself, she couldn't refute anything and could only let it go.

Along the way, Serabelle led the way, and Curacao followed obediently behind him, his hands tightly clenching his slightly loose cuffs, the boy's back reflected in his pupils, his eyes flickering slightly.

But speaking of it, isn’t the helper that Vermouth hired a little too young? He looks like... a high school student?

If I walked out like this, even if someone saw me, they would probably think I was a student from the neighborhood working part-time in the aquarium to earn money for my studies.

Just as Curacao was thinking of this, Serabelle, who was walking in front of him, suddenly exclaimed, then took out her cell phone and made a call.

"I almost forgot. I have to give her a call and tell her."

beep--

The phone was connected after only two rings, and the voice of a certain Thousand-Faced Witch with a hint of laughter came from the phone.

"Hey, done?"

"Almost... not completely. The cop on the Ferris wheel was knocked unconscious by Curacao. The others are probably still waiting downstairs. They don't know what happened yet."

Serabelle hummed and paused.