While Feng Xue was cooking today's dinner under the enthusiastic gaze of suspected female fans, large and small businesses in Backlund's Jowood District were getting off work one after another.
Due to some historical reasons, Victoria strictly abides by the eight-hour work system. When it is time to get off work, even if the work at hand will be finished in two minutes, many people will choose to save it directly and come back tomorrow.
Especially the recent consecutive murders in the East District and Cherwood District have made overtime a very high-risk matter. Even people who used to have a tendency to work overtime now mostly choose to get off work early and go home.
Employees go home in groups of twos and threes. Employees who used to like to take shortcuts such as the A.D. and the river also consciously choose pedestrian streets and subway stations where more people are frequented.
After all, the frequency of more than one murder per day may not even splash a drop of water in a war-torn country. It is a record low in the city of Saint-Lotan with simple folk customs. However, in Victoria, the capital of a developed country that claims to be a civilized country, it is not even a drop of water. Let these white-collar workers who think they have escaped the proletariat and entered the middle class feel panic.
Although several police officers can always be seen patrolling the streets, this is obviously not enough to give the public a sense of peace of mind. In the past two months, the criminals have not been arrested, which has caused a significant decline in the credibility of Silveras Field. Online There have even been many rumors of 'demons harvesting lives', and legends of cultists, demons, and antichrists are endless, giving Backlund, which already has a strong religious atmosphere, a strange haze. Even the end of the world in 2012 Prophecies were also brought out to explain things, and it was almost said that Na Cui's last group would lead the vampire army to attack Backlund.
However, no matter how tense the atmosphere is, some people will eventually make concessions for the sake of living. Some people who live in poverty have to work overtime until late at night.
Night gradually enveloped the entire Backlund. Although the persistent haze caused by industrial development has gradually become scarce after treatment, Backlund's own geographical environment has destined it to be prone to fog.
The gauze-like mist was not thick, not even enough to wet the clothes, but it made the already dim street lights even more hazy.
When the lights in the office went out, employees who worked overtime until late at night rushed out of the office building, and a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness focused again.
"Tsk, why are they all old men... Forget it, just pick someone with a good-looking face. Generally, the wives and children of such people are not too ugly..." His cold eyes swept over each passerby, looking at The tired, greasy middle-aged men had a bit of disappointment in their eyes.
Just when he was trying to find a good-looking man, a figure suddenly attracted his attention.
It was a young woman, wearing an ol' suit that is very common among white-collar workers in this world, carrying a small handbag, and walking quickly through the night.
Her appearance is not too outstanding, but it is also good-looking. The reason why she is attracted by her at first glance is because of her unusually plump body curves set off by her uniform.
Her slender and voluptuous legs were wrapped in slightly tight stockings, and a pair of high heels made her figure even taller.
Her long golden hair was draped casually behind her, swaying gently as her waist and hips twisted, making people want to knock her down from behind.
"Suck it, it's her!"
All previous thoughts were abandoned by the owner of those cold eyes at this moment, and a strong desire drove him to make a new choice.
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Miranda walked out of the office building and walked quickly under the street lights. It was already late after get off work today, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. However, the occasional police officers she could see gave her some courage to walk at night.
But only a little bit.
After all, in the past two months, the efficiency of the Backlund police has been too poor. There has been no progress in the church bombing case or the Tusok River serial murder case. Even the serial home invasion and rape murder case has only The criminal's abnormal psychology left him alive to obtain the facial puzzle to deal with him, but even with such clues, the murderer has never been caught.
"I hope my luck won't be too bad. I really don't want to spend a day like this!"
Miranda tightened her collar so that the cold spring fog would not penetrate her body along the collar. She tried her best to walk where the street lights could illuminate her, and turned back from time to time to avoid being followed.
After all, the apartment she lived in wasn't too far away. After walking for about fifteen minutes, Miranda finally saw the apartment she lived in.
The elevator rose one by one, and Miranda's mood relaxed.
"Is the sensor light broken again?" She coughed twice and found that the sensor light in the hallway did not light up. Miranda frowned and quickly walked to the door of her house based on her memory and rang her doorbell. After a while, , a young man’s voice immediately came from inside the door:
"who?"
"Dear, it's me, Miranda!" Miranda responded casually, and the door immediately made the sound of the door lock twisting, but the moment the door opened, a figure suddenly emerged from the shadows!
It was as abrupt as a fish jumping out of the water.
This figure has done this action countless times. He had already completed his "aiming" on the target long before he jumped out of the "water".
One of his hands was aimed at the back of Miranda's neck, while the other hand was pulling at a faster speed towards the door that had just opened a gap.
"We got it!" The owner of the arm looked excited, and he could almost imagine what would happen next.
That's right, just like before, tear open the door, forcefully rush into the room, then control everyone, find something to prop up their eyes, and let them look at themselves...
Just a delusion, the man could feel incomparable physical pleasure, but to his surprise, his sure-fire attack actually failed!
coincide? Looking at the woman who suddenly lowered her head, the man's left hand had already grasped the door handle before he could change his movements. So, he completed his judgment almost instantly——
"That woman can't escape, open the door first!"
Huge force exploded from his hands, and the security door that had just opened a gap was forcibly torn open. But what shocked him was that what appeared behind the door were not panic-looking civilians, but two heavily armed men. Man with a gun!
"Damn it, I was fooled!"
The figure emerging from the shadows immediately wanted to escape, but at this moment, Miranda, who had rolled to the side, suddenly took out something from her handbag.
In an instant, the entire corridor was like daytime—no, not just daytime, it was like an operating room under a shadowless lamp, without any shadow remaining.
At the same time, the doors on both sides of the corridor opened at the same time, as if receiving an order. A group of men wearing body armor and goggles rushed out from different rooms. The next moment, the entire corridor was filled with piercing gunshots. filled with...
Regarding the chapter titles, I usually just make up a title at random, and then change it again after finishing writing. However, I recently changed to the writer's assistant's coding software. After finishing, it is easy to click to upload without paying attention when saving. However, the name of VIP chapters cannot be changed, so sometimes the chapter name does not match the content, or there is no chapter name at all. Please Forgive me.
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