In fact, Lococo's words had already involved sexual harassment.
And she'd said it in front of a police officer.
But Bolton also had a headache.
"Mr. Arthur, can you restrain this lady?"
Arthur was even more annoyed now. I want to restrain her.
But I need to have that ability too.
"Lady, if you harass me again, I'll really sue you. I'm not joking."
This definitely wasn't a pleasant process.
It was very instinctive. Joking and being serious were two different things.
She could choose either, as long as it didn't affect others.
Chen Zhao turned to leave, but he could vaguely feel that something was brewing in the police station.
He didn't go far. Instead, he found the rooftop of a nearby building and went to the police station one kilometer away.
…
Bolton entered the police station and suddenly realized that the old officer on duty at the front desk had fallen asleep on the table.
The entire station was silent.
Bolton didn't wake the old officer up. After all, everyone was tired at night.
Normal people would rest for a while, and so would the police.
But when Bolton brought everyone into the station, he realized that everyone in the office had fainted on the ground or on the table.
Bolton's expression changed drastically. He quickly went up to check.
Arthur and the others also checked the officers.
"They inhaled a lot of paralyzing powder," Arthur said after checking. "Their lives aren't in danger."
Only then did Bolton understand why there was no movement in the office when he'd been chasing the murderer in the dark.
He'd thought that his colleagues had all gone out, but it turned out that they'd fainted.
But if they'd all fainted, who'd fixed the electricity?
"How long will they wake up?"
"They'll wake up after they've slept enough," Arthur said.
"They were drugged by the murderer, right?" Bolton asked.
"No," Rococo said. "I remember the smell of the paralyzing powder in the air. It's Cybola."
"Her? She dares to appear here? "Beisa said in surprise.
"As expected of my daughter," Rococo said proudly. "Her thoughts are exactly the same as mine. She also wants the Thousand-Face Demon Spirit for herself, haha …"
"I don't understand. What's there to be proud of? You're both crazy."
"Take us to the underground parking lot," Rococo said.
"Your daughter? What does your daughter have to do with the murderer? "
"It shouldn't be a problem. She doesn't have the ability to kill that many people." Lococo knew Cybola too well.
"Take that elevator down."
Rococo came to the elevator and looked at it. "Arthur, remove the trap on the elevator."
Arthur looked at Lococo. She could obviously get rid of it herself, so why waste her magic power?
However, Arthur still obeyed Lococo's orders. He drew his exquisite sword and stabbed it into the elevator.
"Great ancestor's spirit, please sweep away the evil ahead for me."
A gust of air gushed out from the crack of the elevator door, and Bolton almost lost his balance.
Fortunately, the other knight supported Bolton's back with one hand.
"We can go down now, Mr. Policeman. Do you want to go down with us?"
"Of course, this is where I work. But now, there are outsiders causing trouble here. How can I sit back and do nothing?"
"Maybe the situation down there isn't as bad as you think."
"It's okay, I'm already mentally prepared."
Everyone entered the elevator and descended to the underground parking lot.
When Bolton got out of the elevator, he saw four people in front of the burnt truck.
Cybola, Mahej, Fei Sha, and X-9 also saw Lococo and the others.
There were also several cars that had been dismantled around them.
Bolton was confused. What were they doing here?
X-9 was about to make a move, but Cybora stopped X-9 from doing so.
"Continue to repair the truck and leave the rest to us," Cybola said.
Cybola stepped forward and looked at Lococo. "Mom, I'm so happy to see you again."
Lococo strolled forward. "I'm not happy, Cybola. You should activate your magic and escape immediately. You should know better than anyone that you can't beat me in any way other than running away."
"Mom, I'm known as the Number One Witch in England. You'll suffer if you look down on me like this." Cybola was not afraid at all.
Lococo stared at Cybola. "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Have you become so arrogant?"
"Don't move. You have the right to remain silent. Whatever you say now will be used as evidence in a court of law." Bolton still followed the procedure and raised his gun at Cybola and the others.
Even though he knew in his heart that his words were nonsense to these people, he didn't care.
"Lococo, hurry up. Don't waste time," Beisa urged.
She respected Rococo enough, so she didn't interfere.
Of course, she also believed that Lococo would not show mercy.
Even if the other party was her daughter.
But Lococo had always been a very controlling person.
Cybola had also inherited Lococo's personality.
Therefore, the mother and daughter were destined to be unhappy.
Two people who were both strong and controlling couldn't be a family.
This was well exemplified by Rococo and Cybola.
Lococo was a little helpless. "She set up a Distortion Barrier in front of us. I need three minutes to disintegrate it."
Beisa was also very helpless when she heard about the Distortion Barrier.
Cybola was the only person in the world who knew how to use Transmission Magic, which was also known as Spatial Magic.
The Distortion Barrier was currently the most powerful defensive spell known to the world.
"Mom, you're really too old. Three minutes, you actually need three minutes to disintegrate my magic. I'm really disappointed. Fifteen years ago, you only needed one minute to disintegrate it, but now you need three."
Actually, Lococo did not weaken in the past fifteen years. Instead, she became stronger.
It was just that her improvement was not as great as Cybola's.
"You said I'm old?!" Lococo instantly flew into a rage. She raised her arm and opened her withered palm. Then, her palm slowly began to shrink.
The Distortion Barrier that separated them slowly began to collapse.
Seeing her mother's power, Cybola's expression instantly turned ugly.
She had never underestimated her mother's strength.
But because of her words, her mother directly used her Destruction Magic without hesitation.
Just like how Cybola mastered the unique Spatial Magic, as her mother, Lococo also mastered the unique Destruction Magic.
Her title as the Number One Witch in England was far inferior to Lococo's title as the Great Witch.
Her mother was the Witch that people feared.
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