The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

After drinking a small bowl of soup, Fuji felt that the hunger caused by his biological clock was slightly relieved, so he rejected Miss Laijian's suggestion that he want to drink more.

Miss Laijian's cooking skills are quite good. Xinghai Yahe and I have also had the opportunity to taste her cooking. They are all common home-cooked dishes, and the taste is not much worse than those in restaurants.

Most of the dishes cooked in Scotland are home-cooked dishes, but they have made a lot of changes based on the recipes according to their tastes, making them more palatable than those in restaurants.

After tasting the food made by this gentle teacher again after such a long time, Bu Er felt dazed for a while. He couldn't tell whether he was missing those leisurely days or some other emotion was mixed in that made him recall the scene.

But this can't be considered as being sentimental, right?

After all, Bu Er is invisible, and at most it can be said that he has evoked emotions due to some strange touch.

The Metropolitan Police Department is always busy. This is Fuji's first time here and he doesn't know the layout of this place. He can only guess what happened based on the sounds.

A woman's voice was heard, asking Ida Kou about the ending of the early morning incident. Two police officers from the Explosives Disposal Team were looking for him at the Investigation Division 1.

After hearing this, Yi Dahang put down the Labrador he had lifted up. The moment its hind legs touched the ground, it came to Bu Er's feet and poked the trouser leg on that side with its mouth, as if it was enjoying it very much.

Bu Er didn't really care about the stupid dog's little actions. Although he was very idle, enough to train an obedient dog, he never liked to use unnecessary means.

The arrival of this dog was already an accident. This dog is not a trouble for the time being, but there is no need to tame it.

He always hated unexpected troubles.

"Those two guys, I'll go over there for a while." When Ida Ko heard what Sato Miwako said, he guessed that the two guys must have come back from the police call and knew that he almost had a car accident, so they hurried over to find him.

It was hard to tell that Ida Ko had been up for several nights. Takagi Wataru, who was in the same group with him, had already gone back to rest. Seeing that he still looked energetic, Sato Miwako leaned the case file in her hand back against her shoulder.

"You'd better go to bed early. Seeing you like this, I'm worried that something might happen to you on the way back."

Accustomed to this colleague's straightforward concern, Yi Dahang waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay, nothing happened to me, I'm fine now."

"Really?" A gloomy male voice sounded from behind him, and a hand pressed on his shoulder with such force that Yi Dahang couldn't help but grimace.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Yi Dahang turned around and saw two of his peers as expected.

Matsuda Jinpei withdrew his hand with a gloomy face. His eyes fell on Date Kou's shoulders, which were sore from being in a curled-up position for a long time. He said bluntly, "You have to press it, otherwise when this energy wears off, your whole body will be sore."

Hagiwara Kenji stood next to Matsuda Jinpei, leaning against Yu Junran's body in an awkward position. It was rare that he was the class monitor who should have been beaten up, and he seemed to be enjoying the fun.

"It's rare that the squad leader would be so reckless. Fortunately, someone stopped you, otherwise you would have been in big trouble." The man with semi-long hair smiled at Sato Miwako. Just now, he and Matsuda Jinpei came over and didn't see Date Kou, so they asked Officer Sato who was in the same department, and she pointed them to the place.

"You should really thank them."

Speaking of this, Ida Kou looked at the boy sitting next to Natalie. Even though he was the protagonist being talked about, this boy named Fuji didn't pay any attention to them, as if he was immersed in his own world.

It was also a subconscious reaction at the time when he was standing on the side of the road. It was basically consistent with the statement he provided. He probably thought that the dog sitting next to him was running around, so he stretched out his cane to stop it.

Fuji was indeed daydreaming at this time, because Xinghaiyin, who was controlling the identity card, had already switched to Rikard to deal with the annoying guy, so the standby mode was directly activated here.

This is a more labor-saving method. Although he is not unable to operate multiple ID cards at the same time, it is obviously too much effort and not worth it. Unless it is necessary, he still prefers to make use of the standby function.

Of course, this was not his voluntary choice to be on standby. Ricardo had too many things to do recently, and he finally took a break from his busy schedule to come to Fuji to relax for a while, and he was also lucky enough to get a one-day tour to the Metropolitan Police Department.

It's really not a good thing.

Xing Haiyin believes that no one should come to a temple without a request, so when he received a call from Rum, he chose to hang up first. This was not a prejudice against Rum. He treated everyone in the organization the same way and was not targeting anyone.

If it is an important matter, the other party will call you a second time.

If not, then he will just stay out of it.

Rum's second call came very quickly. Almost the next second after he hung up, the other party called again.

Xinghaiyin frowned. Ever since Vermouth resolved the issues in New York, Rum rarely came to him again. Most of the time, he chose to negotiate with Gin, who also had a bad relationship with him but was too lazy to talk back at him.

Xing Haiyin didn't think that the old man came to him for any good reason.

But he also has to answer this call.

[Why do I feel like you're starting to make a big deal?] The system has been updated wave after wave but still hasn't updated anything good. It's rare to see a bubble. It's been stuck in a stalemate when negotiating with the higher-ups about the Star Sea Bud or the problem, and it hasn't been able to give an exact number.

Hearing the familiar electronic sound, Xing Haiyin hesitated for a moment and pressed his finger on the hang-up button. This time, the other party did not call back quickly.

give up?

Then it's not a big deal.

Thinking of this, Xing Haiyin supported his chin and poured the cigarette butts in the ashtray into the trash can. He closed his eyes and planned to go back to Bu Er. Before he could move, the phone rang again.

This guy is really persistent.

This time, Xinghaiyin finally chose to answer the call decisively.

He didn't have the heart to argue with anyone right now. He just wanted the person on the other side to finish what he was saying quickly. Ricardo had been enduring for several days. In more than seventy hours, he had only closed his eyes and dozed off a few times. He was now in an extremely irritable state.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"I sent someone to infiltrate the Metropolitan Police Department, and I need you to pick them up." The stiff and cold mechanical voice on the other side came straight to the point, stating the purpose directly, and before Xinghaiyin could retort him, he continued: "Gin flew to England yesterday to deal with things over there, and Vermouth also went there to carry out a mission."

"It's fast, I'll email you the details."

Before Rum could finish his words, Xinghaiyin threw the phone away.

The gray-haired man's face was filled with unspeakable irritation, like an enraged lion trapped in a cage. He lowered the hand that was about to throw the phone away, and there was an unfathomable darkness in his light gray-blue eyes.

Then the next second, the man who was still in a rage supported his forehead, lowered his head and leaned on the table, as if he had fallen asleep.

The young man holding the dog in the Metropolitan Police Department raised his head, straightened up and finally focused his attention. He looked up at the three policemen who were discussing the case and realized that all this was not a coincidence.

Sure enough, there was an organized effort behind this.