The striker hits the bullet base with fire.

The bullet rotates and flies out against the rifle.

The end of the barrel escaped the fine smoke containing gunpowder particles and metal powder.

Kobayashi Yoko closed her eyes and trembled.

But what was expected did not happen.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the north and south wind in front of her, after a brief confusion.

It is fear and tremor.

She realized what she had done just now, and her gun-holding hands began to shake slightly, and then she started to sway.

At the same time, Yoko Kobayashi began to carefully glance at her temples from the corner of her eyes, and her fear became deeper and deeper.

"calm."

Just then.

A male voice rang out.

The north wind is half standing in the north.

Looking at the bullet that was only a few centimeters away from her temple, he stretched out his hand and gently held the gun in her hand.

Maybe it's a stress response.

Yoko Kobayashi held the gun tightly and did not let go.

"Let go." Kitanohara Nanfeng whispered softly, "Don't worry, you'll be fine."

When Kobayashi Yoko heard him say this, she slowly let go of her hand.

Kitahara Nanfeng successfully took the gun from her hand, then held the bullet in front of her temple with the other hand.

The warhead was removed.

Appears in sight.

Yoko Kobayashi breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, and she sat down on the ground as if she was limp.

Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't look at her.

Instead, after looking at the bullet in his hand, he suddenly turned around and pointed the muzzle at the forehead of Fujiwara Hirosuke who was sitting opposite him.

"Minister Kitahara, what do you mean..." Fujiwara Hirosuke asked with a smile.

Bang--

Beiyuan Nanfeng had no expression on his face and pulled the trigger directly.

The smoke spewed out.

The bullets rotated and flew away.

Stopped in front of Hirosuke Fujiwara's forehead.

Fujiwara Hirosuke's right hand shook, his face darkened, and he didn't expect Kitahara Nanfeng to shoot when he said he would.

at the same time.

The two clergy from Ise Shrine behind him who helped him block the bullets took a step forward and stared at Kitahara Nanfeng, who was ready to take action at any time.

"It's so noisy!"

But at this moment.

In an elegant red dress, Sunaga Hitsuki opened the door of the conference room, broke in, and cursed impatiently.

The two clergymen from Ise Temple frowned and had to be distracted, and were also wary of Suzunaga Himetsuki.

Suyong Jiyue folded her arms and looked at the few people in the conference room, and continued to curse: "You are sick, are you? Shooting in the conference room? This is the conference room of Mirror Class, go out for me!"

"Secretary of the First Division."

Hirosuke Fujiwara looked at her and showed a very charming smile: "Fujiwara said hello to you."

Su Yongji Yue had no expression on her face: "Get out, don't get close to me, get out now, this is the conference room of Mirror Class."

Fujiwara Hirosuke narrowed his eyes, looked at Sunagaki Yue, moved his gaze, and looked at the Nanfeng, who was still aiming his gun at him.

Bang--

Beiyuan Nanfeng fired another shot.

Although the bullets were still stopped in front of his forehead.

But Hirosuke Fujiwara's right hand shook again, but he quickly calmed down and even smiled a little.

“…Northern wind.”

When Sunaga Hirotsuki saw Fujiwara Hirosuke's smile, he immediately put down his chest-crowning hand, ran to Kitahara Nanfeng in a hurry, and held his right hand holding the gun.

"I said, are you sick? Shoot here?"

Sunaga Hitsuki turned around, facing Hirosuke Fujiwara and the two clergymen of the Ise Shrine, facing Kitahara Nanfeng, raised his head slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "This is the Metropolitan Police Department, you are now the Minister of the Selection Department! Do you really think it is in Kanagawa? Sumiko Nichi is still in Hokkaido. Can you beat me? Can you beat me? What should the others in your countermeasures class do? Are you not afraid of being beaten to death by me?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at her and was unmoved.

"Minister Kitahara."

At this time.

Yoko Kobayashi slowly stood up from the ground.

Her beautiful face turned pale and looked scared, but she was only scared and her actions were not affected.

She moved forward and wanted to get closer to Beiyuan Nanfeng.

But probably she was a little weak in her legs. As soon as she took a step, she staggered and fell forward.

Beiyuan Nanfeng could only distract himself and help her.

"Feel sorry."

Yoko Kobayashi held Kitanhara Nanfeng's shoulder with a strange flush on her face. After apologizing, she slowly used her hands to hold his arm and whispered: "Can you please send me back to the Criminal Department? I feel uncomfortable."

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Sunagaki and Kobayashi Yoko who were standing in front of him, and frowned.

"...It seems that Minister Kitahara is very busy."

Hirosuke Fujiwara suddenly stood up from his chair, tidied up his coat, and said while buttoning the suit jacket, "Then I'll visit you in two days... In addition, Kobayashi Police Department makes up, I hope you will report the progress of the case to me as soon as possible. If you really can't say it in person, you can also report it in writing."

Yoko Kobayashi was silent for a moment and nodded.

Fujiwara Hirosuke paused, looked at Kitahara Nanfeng and smiled, "Also, don't shoot randomly inside the police station. I know that your Tianxuan Department likes to experiment with some techniques, but Kobayashi Police Department is just an ordinary person. If you accidentally get injured, it will be bad. Don't point the gun at your boss... Of course, I don't care, after all, that thing can't hurt me. It's just... it's very rude."

After saying that.

He took two clergy from Ise Shrine and walked towards the exit.

Suyong Jiyue stood in front of Nanfeng, shook her head gently at him, not allowing him to move.

Hirosuke Fujiwara successfully walked out of the conference room.

A gentle sound of closing the door came.

Yoko Kobayashi let out another breath, and when she became weak, she was about to sit on the ground.

Beiyuan Nanfeng had quick eyes and quick hands, and once again grabbed her.

Suyong Jiyue also breathed a sigh of relief. She let go of the North Yuan Nanfeng and took a step back.

Then, he looked at him with his hands again and said angrily: "Are you crazy? Now that Sumiko Nichi is not here, do you really plan to fight with Hirosuke Fujiwara? Do you know that the inner hall of the palace is 700 meters away?

And haven't you seen him come prepared? Those two Omiyaji are not decorations. Do you believe it or not, and you can take action now. Turn around and he can bring a group of people from the Inner Palace and Ise Shrine to besiege you?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng turned his head to look at her.

Suyong Jiyue frowned and said, "Don't you believe it yet? Do you know how many people can't sleep when you did what you did last night? That is, there is still a Qihai Sumiko standing behind you. No one wants to break up completely, otherwise they will besiege you last night.

Your situation is very subtle now. The rulers and most of the senior leaders of this country want to kill you. As long as you are famous in the army and don’t let Qihai Sumiko break up completely, they will definitely do it. The first time may not really kill you, but they will use you to test Qihai Sumiko’s bottom line.

Even if... it is worth it to make you become Sumiko Nishikai's weakness. You are now the minister of the Tianxuan Department. Is it okay to think clearly before doing things? You are not as capable as Sumiko Nishikai. Do you understand it in a low-key way?"

Sunyong Jiyue said a long sentence in one breath.

Kitahara Nanfeng's face looked a little strange, and finally said, "Suzuko Qihai said you are an idiot, and it doesn't look like you now."

"……roll!"
Chapter completed!