Chapter 680: Damn note, you must be tender to death today!

Lobby seating area. .
As the screams of Zemu’s fairness sounded, Conan, Uncle Maori, and police officers witnessed him, and Conan whispered:
This voice... not good! This is the voice of Mr. Zemu! front!"
Conan’s little ghosts fell into disappointment, and opened the flashlight on the watch and ran towards the aisle corridor.
Uncle Maori saw it and quickly said: "Damn! You are not a kid! The prisoner may be nearby. You can make a light like this, maybe you will be targeted by the prisoner!"
Uncle Maori spoke and followed Conan and ran over. He witnessed the police officers, Shu Yunwen and Yue Shuiqi.
Soon, several people ran to the front of the "tragola scene."
At this time, the fast fight "squat" climbed up from the ground, Zemu fair also took the pistol into the clothes, sobbing and weeping.
Conan took the watch-type flashlight on the body of the fast-moving and Zemu fair, and then it was a bit aggressive: "...white bird police officer? Mr. Zemu? You two are...how are you going?"
Quickly screaming at the brain: "See you, police officer. I just helped Mr. Zemu to find his sommelier badge in the wine cellar. I haven't found it. When I left the wine cellar, the light suddenly went out. Then I heard the sound in the hall, so I ran over and looked at it. It turned out to be stumbled by Mr. Zemu..."
"It turns out." The police officer nodded. "What about Mr. Nazemu?"
"...I, I just rested in the lounge, the lights suddenly went out, a little scared, so I wanted to come to the hall to meet everyone, then, then..." Zemu said with fairness, tears rained.
Quickly listening to Zemu’s fair words, "Ah," and frowned.
Is Zemu Fair leaving the lounge and running to the hall after the lights are extinguished?
But... is this guy not hurting his ass? How can it run from the lounge to the lobby in such a darkness?
You know, although the wine cellar is farther away from the lobby than the lounge, he didn’t delay for a second after the lights went out. He immediately ran to the hall at the fastest speed. According to common sense, the speed must be better than Zemu is fair and fast...
Quick Fight is thinking, witnessing the police officer has nodded: "I understand. Maori brother, you should remember where the main switch of the restaurant's electric gate is? Trouble you first go to the main switch."
"Okay, see the police officer."
Uncle Maori responded with a bang and quickly ran towards the main switch of the electric gate.
Not long after, the lights in the hall lit up again. Shu Yunwen, Conan and others looked at the fairness of Zemu on the ground. I saw Zemu’s eyes with tears in his eyes. The legs were opened with the word
人
and the lower body. White gauze is dyed red in blood and there is a large footprint on the gauze.
"Hey... Is Mr. Zemu's wound not bandaged? How is blood bleeding so powerful, and there is still a footprint?" The police officer looked down and studied the fair wounds of Zemu, which was a bit aggressive.
Conan's observations should be more detailed. He first looked at Zemu's fair buttocks, and another eye aimed at the blood stains on the fast-fighting shoes. The mouth twitched twice: "...white bird police officer, your shoes..."
"Ah?" A quick glimpse, looked down at his shoes, then lifted his foot to look at the soles, that dazzling blood red...
Surrounded by police officers, Conan and others, they reacted instantly, and the chrysanthemum was tight. Then they witnessed the police officer scolding: "Damn! White bird police officer, can you be careful? You just stepped on Mr. Zemu's wound!"
"Oh... sorry... sorry!" Quickly apologized and sympathetically glanced at Zemu Fair.
The police officer was stunned and said: "What are you still doing? Don't you quickly help Mr. Zemu to handle the wound?!"
"Yes! I know! I am going to take medical tools!"
Quickly saluted and then walked toward the lounge. Conan frowned and looked at the fairness of Zemu on the ground. Then he followed the fast-talking body and said with a smile: "White bird police officer, let me go with you!"

Quickly slammed, nodded, and two people walked in the hallway. Conan suddenly asked with a deep look:
"White Bird police officer, you said before, the lights disappeared when you came out of the wine cellar, and then heard the sound in the hall, so I went to the hall to see the situation... Excuse me, are you really running over?"
This little devil also found that there is a problem with Zemu Fair?
Quickly blinked, then smiled and said: "... Of course, I am definitely running all the way. In addition, once the lights are off, I immediately ran to the hall..."
"Well... is it?" Conan squeezed his chin and thought about it. The two men walked into the lounge together and took the medical kit.
Quickly carrying the medical kit, and walking quickly to the hall, Conan turned a few steps and turned to look at the room next to the lounge, could not help but glimpse
Is this the restaurant control room? and many more! If you set all the high-power appliances to start at the same time, you can actually remotely trip...
Conan thought about this, walked into the control room, walked to the console, watched it carefully, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth.
The red fingerprint, it really is Zemu fair!
However, this guy is willing to let his in the arrow in order to elute his suspicion, really... Warrior!
......
In the hall.
Zemu is fair on the sofa in the rest area, and the blood-red pockets are untied, revealing a terrible wound.
Quick fight stood in front of the sofa to deal with the wounds. Uncle Maori and others were watching. They were all scared. The police officer even asked: "...white bird police officer, Maori brother, Mr. Zemu’s injury is so serious. Do you have to go to the hospital right away!"
"Yeah! But we are trapped here, we can't do it!" Uncle Maori was a little depressed. "... In addition, we must blame the white bird police officer. Mr. Zemu’s injury was not so serious, it was before him. Mistakes in operation, just stepped on Mr. Zemu’s foot and made him hurt and injured...

"Hehehe..." Quickly laughed and screamed, holding a hemostatic spray to Zemu's fair wounds. "...I am really sorry, Mr. Zemu, I will pay for your medical expenses."
"... um, no, nothing..." Zemu’s mouth was twitching, and his heart was already stunned.
You note! You are waiting! Laozi must be tender to death today!
It’s 3:53 now, and there’s still seven minutes from the bomb! When you escape to the ground and leave by helicopter, the bullet in my pistol must have one!
Zemu is thinking about me in a fair and chaotic manner. "Mr. Zemu, your wound is temporarily stopping bleeding. I will help you clean up the blood left in the wound and then bandage it..."
"Oh... well." Zemu turned his head and looked at the hand and took the scorpion and the tambourine with the tampon, and he pleaded with fear:
"...Mr. Officer, please be careful, I, I really can't afford to be ruined..."
At the same time, before the exit of the hall, Yueshui Qi and Shu Yunwen stood together and looked at the front door, whispered:
"The bomb will explode in seven minutes. You should have a way to leave, except for the classmates!"