The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

"By the way, what exactly is that thing? I only know that Bordeaux is going to pass it on to you." Amuro Toru asked in confusion, "What on earth could make Rum attack a code member?"

He naturally didn't think that Fujiyama Mitsuri acted privately and even killed Bordeaux in order to get that thing. Although the organization did not restrict members from doing small things in private, such blatant behavior was not allowed.

The order that Rum issued immediately afterwards just confirmed his guess.

Killing a code member would be blamed by that gentleman, but if the culprit was already dead, then even if that gentleman convicted him, he would not be able to impose any substantial punishment on Rum.

He could have blamed everything on Fujiyama Mitsuri and cleared himself of all blame.

From the very beginning, from the moment Fujiyama Mitsuri received this task, she was destined to become a victim and be used as a stepping stone by the superiors to achieve their goals.

"I actually don't know what Bordeaux wants to give me." Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "Riccard sent me an email yesterday, saying that Bordeaux will bring something very important today, and asked me to keep it well, and he will come to me to get it when he returns home."

After hearing this, Toru Amuro was silent for a moment. "Why don't you call Ricardo and ask him what that thing is? If you know what Bordeaux has, maybe you can know what Rum's purpose is."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded in agreement, then he hung up the phone with Amuro Toru and dialed Ricardo's number.

The call he made was not picked up until the last second before the phone rang. As soon as the call was connected, before Zhu Fu Jingguang could say anything, he heard a series of explosions from the other side. The roars came one after another, like a concerto leading to death.

Zhu Fu Jingguang put the phone to his ear and could clearly hear all the sounds on the other end of the phone. The sound of the explosion seemed to be very close, mixed with the sound of the wind and the sound of the engine starting, all pouring into his ears.

"I seem to have disturbed someone?" Zhu Fu Jingguang paused before saying, and until the explosion sound on the phone was getting farther and farther away, the other party reluctantly replied to him: "I'm glad to know. Tell me, what trouble did you cause?"

It was not the first time that Zhu Fujingguang heard Ricardo say this, but this time his mood was particularly complicated, and he was unable to respond for a moment.

The man on the other end of the phone paused, and asked in surprise: "No way? Have you really gotten into trouble?"

Seeing that Ricardo seemed to have finished his mission and was at leisure, Zhufu Jingguang briefly summarized the murder of Bordeaux to Ricardo, and also selectively told him some of the information he got from Amuro Toru, but he erased the fact that the information came from Bourbon, and only said that he got it from the police.

Zhu Fujingguang couldn't be sure that there was only one person on Rikar's side, so he had to be more careful with his words and try not to reveal other information.

"In short, you lost the thing I asked you to keep." Xing Haiyin concluded, omitting the unnecessary details.

Zhu Fu Jingguang choked. He really wanted to say that he didn't lose the thing. The thing had never come into his hands, so how could he have lost it?

But the fact that the things were lost is irrefutable. No matter how much you say, it will not help. The most urgent task now is to find a way to get the things back.

So he skipped this question and asked Ricardo directly what that thing was.

"It's not an important thing, so it's lost." After saying that, Ricardo hung up the phone, threw the phone into the locker, and then fell into the passenger seat.

Gin, who was sitting in the driver's seat, raised his eyebrows when he saw this. He gripped the steering wheel and turned it sharply, almost throwing Xinghai Gin, who was about to close his eyes and take a nap, out.

The silver-gray-haired man rolled his eyes at Gin, stood up, took out a grenade from the locker, pulled out the safety pin and threw it out of the car window.

The grenade rolled to the ground and stopped in front of the tire of the car that was chasing it. Then, when the annoying pursuer realized something was wrong, the tire exploded just before it changed direction.

Xing Haiyin saw the wreckage of the car lying in the middle of the road from the rearview mirror, then turned to look at Gin who was concentrating on driving, "Call me when we get there."

After saying that, he closed his eyes.