The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

When the boy said "Zhufu Jingguang", the undercover agent was quite calm. He even felt that it was expected that Fuji would guess it. Although the other party had lost his eyesight, he was surprisingly sharp in some aspects.

After all, his performance in the laboratory had too many loopholes. A careful look would reveal that his identity was impure, not to mention that he was sent to the laboratory on the charge of being an "undercover".

At first, Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't even think that he could leave alive.

But the fact that Fuji was able to get through the layers of blockade by the Japanese police and obtain the information that was classified as top confidential shows that his methods were extraordinary.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment, his knuckles bent and tapping lightly on the desk, with all kinds of complicated thoughts between his brows.

Then, he looked up at Bu Er and said, "Tell me first, what do you want me to do?"

The young man didn't seem surprised by Zhu Fu Jingguang's attitude. He didn't know what was going on in the other party's mind, but he was sure that the other party would not refuse directly. Even if he knew, it would not affect their subsequent conversation.

"In the next period of time, I will cause some minor troubles to the organization, and you need to forge evidence and point everything to Rum." Fuji took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I think this should not be difficult for you. After all, your companions should have no less than a hundred ways to do this."

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused for a moment and smiled helplessly, "It seems that you know much more than I thought. I still underestimated you."

"Don't worry, I have no interest in exposing you. On the contrary, if you really eradicate the organization one day, I will only applaud." Fuji raised his head and turned his face towards Zhu Fu Jingguang, saying meaningfully, "You don't need to be so nervous."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's tense muscles relaxed slightly, but not completely.

He had fought with Fuji when he first entered the laboratory. Although it was just a subconscious reaction when someone patted his shoulder when he was distracted, he was suppressed without any ability to fight back.

The boy was wearing a white lab coat, which was standard at the time, and his figure could even be described as skinny. He pinched Zhu Fu Jingguang's wrist with one hand, restrained him, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Don't be so stressed."

It could only be considered a small episode at best, and could not be called a fight, but Zhu Fu Jingguang glimpsed some differences from it.

The subtle transcendence of time and space that was perceived was now revealed.

"Did you enter the organization's laboratory because..." Zhu Fu Jingguang just stopped the question that was about to come out of his mouth. In fact, everything already had the answer at this time, and there was no need to ask more questions.

Thinking of the few words he had seen in Mr. Jameson's memo, he was silent for a while before tentatively asking, "Are you doing this because the organization killed your mother?"

After Zhu Fu Jingguang said this, he stared at the young man opposite him. The latter paused slightly when he heard the words, and a little tea spilled out of the cup in his hand, and the warm tea flowed down his knuckles.

There was no need for the boy to answer this time, as Zhu Fu Jingguang had already guessed the answer. He took out two pieces of paper to help Bu Er wipe the water stains on his hands, and then threw the paper ball into the trash can.

"I underestimated you." Bu Er suddenly smiled. He looked up but didn't mean to ask Zhu Fu Jing Guang how he knew it. "If that's the case, then you can rest assured."