The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Not to mention Zhu Fu Jingguang who was stunned by this sentence, the system couldn't see anything wrong with the 20th floor. It had gone there with Xing Haiyin, and everything Xing Haiyin had seen would be synchronized to it.

[So it's true? There's really a bomb? Where is the bomb?! ]

After casually throwing out a guess to the system, Xinghaiyin continued to look at Scotland. His appearance looked pitiful when viewed from above, and his round eyes, which looked moist due to his young age, could easily arouse people's desire to protect him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang remembered what the monitor had said about the female colleagues in the department. She flirted with the photo of him provided by the school seven or eight times, and even the monitor's girlfriend was not spared.

There is a reason.

Looking at the boy's pleading expression, Zhu Fujingguang realized once again that he was just an eleven-year-old boy in elementary school. Even if he and Ricardo might have a close relationship, he should not be exposed to danger.

After receiving the task issued by Ricardo, he got in touch with the contact again, but because of the unpleasant ending last time, the other party's tone was stiff and cold, and he even turned a deaf ear to his response.

This is to force him to reveal the specific information of Xinghai Ya.

Zhu Fujingguang could guess what the other party was thinking. It was nothing more than wanting to obtain information about senior members of the organization by controlling this child, or even to control the other party.

But the risk is too great.

Even few people in the organization knew about the existence of this child. He had tried to test other members in an ambiguous way, but the result was always "I don't know".

If only the top members of the organization knew about the relationship between this child and Ricardo, like a codenamed member like Gin, then if this child was exposed to the public security's attention, he would basically become an undercover agent.

Not to mention that Zhu Fu Jingguang is not even a code member now. Even if he is a code member, if something like this happens, Gin will shoot him directly.

Xing Haiyin looked at Scotland in a daze, raised his eyebrows with some emotion, but did not interrupt him.

This person was obviously nervous when he approached him at first, but now he was openly distracted in front of him. Is it because he looks like a child now?

But how would an ordinary child know about bombs?

Although Xing Haiyin did not see the bomb, he was very familiar with that thing, so familiar that he could roughly guess what type it was just by looking at a corner.

But he won't tear it down.

Come on, the gangsters can only assemble bombs, right?

Mr. Undercover is different. Although he may not necessarily dismantle it, he will definitely have a way to deal with it, whether it is organizational or official means.

Xing Haiyin looked at the floor beneath his feet, thinking silently. He didn't want a hole to be blown through his apartment. Now he only had this one apartment, and where would he live without it?

I can't just go find an orphanage to settle down in.

"Then I call the police?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang spoke tentatively. When he met Xing Hai Ya before, he didn't see the child showing any resistance to the police. He was actually drawing quite comfortably.

Although not a single stroke was drawn.

There are many ways to deal with a bomb, but the simplest is to call the police directly. After all, it is a bomb, and it is not clear whether it is timed or remotely controlled. Ensuring the safety of residents is the top priority.

After getting the consent of the boy sitting on the stool, Zhu Fu Jingguang took out his mobile phone and called the police. In the middle of the call, he was distracted and wondered if the person who came might be one of his classmates.

With the skills of those two guys, even though they are still newcomers, they should be able to perform on the scene, right?

"Okay, now that we've called the police, let's leave first." After Zhu Fu Jingguang said the location, he looked down at Xinghai Yahu who had taken out a jelly from somewhere. The edge of the torn piece was already bumpy, but it still couldn't be opened.

I feel like I'm about to cry.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, took over the other party's horrible jelly, pulled the remaining edge with his slender fingers, and easily tore open the plastic packaging.

The boy took the opened jelly and spoon, mumbled a thank you, and then firmly stated that he did not want to leave.

"Today, I will live as long as the apartment survives." Xing Haiyin said very firmly, and then stuffed a mouthful of jelly into his mouth.

Seeing that the other party was not going to be persuaded, Zhu Fu Jingguang did not try to persuade him. On the way back, Rickard sent another email, asking him to use the computer in Xinghai Ya or here to receive new information, most of which were things to be organized and reported to Gin.

Just deal with it casually. If you can't finish it, ask Gin to help.

These are the exact words of his immediate superior.

But he obviously couldn't really deal with it. He had said that he was going to report the information to Gin after sorting it out, so it was important. If he really did it casually, when Gin came to him, he really wouldn't be able to explain himself.

But now that this kind of accident has happened, it is impossible for him to be so careless as to go into the room diligently to organize the information even if there is a bomb under his feet.

He did not doubt Xing Haiya's words.

Although he had only taken care of the child for a short period of time, it was obvious that he could not make such a joke. However, this child had been through too many misfortunes. In just a few days, he was kidnapped and encountered a crime scene.

Now even the bombs are coming.

Zhu Fujingguang ruled out the previous speculations. These were most likely not forces from the organization. Although Gin asked him to take care of the child, he did not necessarily know the child's specific identity. It was more like a hot potato that was transferred to him.

After going around in circles, I still can't get around Ricardo.

They found someone to take care of the child, but they didn't send even one person to protect him. Or there was such a person, but he didn't notice it at all. The other party even had Xing Hai Ya kidnapped and didn't find her for two whole days, and they didn't take any measures.

Zhu Fu Jingguang tends to believe the former.

So, why?

Is it because Xing Haimei has no connection with the organization and they don't want to expose him to the organization's eyes, or is it because the child is insignificant and it doesn't matter whether he is alive or dead?

No.

It doesn't make sense.

The undercover agent was in a brainstorming session, and then he received a call from an unmarked number. He frowned and tried to recall, but he had no impression of this number.

Generally speaking, the unmarked calls on his cell phone were all from members of the organization. Although he had stable contacts during the time he infiltrated the organization, he rarely contacted new grassroots personnel.

In the absence of a mission, one minute of communication with a low-level staff member is not as good as one second of currying favor with a code member.

Although it is very realistic, an organization is a place where the fittest survive and there is no peace and coexistence.

This is especially true for those at the lower levels.

Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes and pressed the answer button.

"Hello? I'm a policeman. You were the one who called the police just now, right?" A hoarse and frivolous male voice came from the loudspeaker. Zhu Fu Jingguang then realized that he had not switched back to speaker mode on his phone in order to play the call to Xing Hai Ya or listen to the content of the call.

This also caused him to hear clearly that familiar voice, the voice that had complained a few days ago about him and Zero leaving without saying goodbye and disappearing after graduation.

Is it really you?

Hagiwara.

The undercover agent, who was frightened by Xing Hai Ya, closed his eyes in pain and could hardly hold back his grim expression for a moment.