The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned as he looked at the two children in front of him who were lowering their heads. The two looked pitiful and allowed themselves to be beaten and scolded, but in fact, none of them really realized what they had done wrong.

Mao Lilan rushed over and said a few words to Edogawa Conan. She looked very anxious. She squatted down and faced the boy with glasses. Her tone was full of worry: "Conan, didn't I tell you not to run around? Are you hurt?"

Hearing this, Xing Hai Mei glanced over, which made Edogawa Conan feel a little cold on his back. He laughed dryly twice, touched the back of his head and said, "I know, I'm not hurt, Sister Xiaolan."

He looked like he knew it but refused to repent.

It's not clear whether Edogawa Conan was injured or not, but the man who was hit on the back of the head by the football should be unconscious for quite a long time.

The members of the organization certainly would not stand there like idiots waiting to be attacked. After the two guys who were trying to escape were attacked by the football, the other woman who was not attacked immediately shot in the direction where the football was coming from.

This kind of one-shot hit rate depends entirely on luck, but for a member of an organization who has been walking on a tightrope with his life hanging by a thread for years, intuition is often quite accurate.

Mei Hoshimi didn't think too much, and subconsciously threw herself at Conan Edogawa. If it was Ricardo who dodged the bullet, he would have done it easily, but Mei Hoshimi's physical fitness was just average.

So even if his reaction caught up, his body movements were still half a beat slow.

The bullet grazed the sleeve of his thin shirt, and blood splattered on the ground, stained with dust and fine sand.

But what was more serious was the elbow of his other hand. In order to protect Edogawa Conan's precious head, he used his elbow to pad and scraped a large piece of skin.

The injury was not serious, but there was too much sand and dust on the ground, which rubbed into the exposed tender flesh, making the wound particularly uncomfortable.

Zhu Fu Jingguang asked the police for some emergency medicines, cut the fabric at the elbows of his shirt, and used a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant alcohol to clean the wound on Xing Hai Ya or his arm.

Xinghai Meihu frowned and disliked the ugly wound, then his whole body trembled when he was stimulated by the cotton swab dipped in alcohol. He looked at Zhufu Jingguang in reproach, but met the pair of blue cat's eyes full of seriousness.

Angry?

After Xing Hai Ya withdrew her gaze, she quietly raised her eyelids and quickly glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was very different from usual when he was angry. The originally gentle man suddenly became expressionless and quite intimidating. His temperament also changed abruptly, as if he was about to take action with a smile in the next second.

"And you, Mei." Mao Lilan stood up with a serious expression. When she saw the blood on Mei's body, her face turned pale. "How did you get injured like this? You knew it was dangerous there, but you still ran there. Really."

Mei Hoshimi, who finally realized the danger of her situation, grabbed Conan Edogawa who was trying to run away, but her expression remained unchanged: "I chased after him because I saw him running over."

Conan Edogawa looked in shock at Meiho Hoshimi who put all the blame on him, but the man looked away and refused to look at him, but there was no trace of guilt on his face.

You went there too!!

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows and continued to clean the wound with his hands, "If you hadn't tried to be cool by rolling up your sleeves, the wound wouldn't be so serious."

Xing Hai Ya glared at him without saying anything, but she struggled a few times with her hands as if in protest, and was held even tighter.

"You're taking this too slow."

Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was criticized for his unskillful handling of the matter, laughed. Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji, who had just dealt with the aftermath of the case, came over and happened to see Hoshimi Mei protesting, so they stepped forward to suppress someone without thinking too much.

"Explain it to me, Meihu." Hagiwara Kenji pinched the soft flesh on Meihu's cheek and said jokingly, "It was a close call this time. If the shooting angle was a little off, it would have been an organ that was hit."

“Mmmm, uh—” Xing Hai Mei rubbed her face that had been released.

Zhu Fu Jingguang gave the medicine for treating the wound to Hagiwara Kenji. The man with semi-long hair blinked, and the two exchanged glances without saying a word. While everyone's attention was on Xing Hai Mei, Zhu Fu Jingguang quietly left here.

Ever since his identity was about to be exposed last time, Zhu Fu Jingguang's file was separately transferred and kept confidential, and the Public Security Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department also conducted a large-scale secret screening.

This screening eliminated some people who might be undercover agents, but no further action was taken, and the authorities were just waiting for the right opportunity to take advantage of them.

Zhu Fu Jingguang found an empty corner, took out the mobile phone he used to contact the organization, and sent an email to Ricardo.

After sending the email, he calmly changed his phone number and called Furiya Rei.

There was no way Bourbon would stay out of this mission. Zhu Fujingguang guessed that the other party had probably finished the mission, so he called. If the other party was not convenient, he would not answer the phone.

Capturing members of the organization does not mean the end of the mission. On the contrary, things will become even busier after the capture.

We need to make plans to prevent the organization from rescuing or silencing us, and we cannot let the intelligence we have obtained slip away. There is still a lot to do.

But what came faster than Furuya Rei's call was Ricardo's email. Morobushi Keimitsu narrowed his eyes, and after noticing the vibration of another mobile phone, he simply hung up the call to Furuya Rei.

Ricardo's email was clean and concise, and he didn't even bother to type a single extra word.

[Come to No. 14 as soon as possible.]

Number 14 refers to a safe house in Japan owned by Ricardo, which is of course just one of the safe houses that Keimitsu Morobushi knows about.

However, safe house No. 14 is one that Ricardo does not visit often. Zhu Fujingguang knows about this safe house because he was notified to do a mission halfway through, and because it is close to that place, he was asked to get weapons.

On the other side, Conan Edogawa was still asking about the details of the case. Kenji Hagiwara had no intention of hiding it from him and simply told him about the police investigation.

Including some shady businesses behind the president, and the possibility that this incident is related to gang conflicts.

"That Shigaki Kazuhiko was sent by the opposing forces of the president. It seemed that he wanted to poison us, but he failed in the end."

"Are those people in the venue also members of that gang?" Conan Edogawa breathed a sigh of relief. He originally thought that those people in black were members of that organization, but if it was a gang fight among the Yakuza, then it should have nothing to do with that organization.

"No, those people in the banquet hall are a third-party force." said Kenji Hagiwara.

Conan Edogawa was stunned for a moment, he straightened up and his expression instantly became serious.