The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

After bidding farewell to the policemen who were said to have nothing to do, Fuji walked in the corridor with Labrador. The Metropolitan Police Department was quite busy with people coming and going. The Labrador seemed to remember for the first time that it was a guide dog, and walked in front with its head held high, leading Fuji.

[So why did they delay it for half an hour? If they move quickly, it will be over soon.] The system still didn't understand this matter. Although it knew that Xinghaiyin didn't get involved in this matter because Rum had already found out about Ricardo, it couldn't understand why they had to inform Zhufu Jingguang about this matter but didn't give them time to prepare.

[Since the mission issued by Rum was aimed at Scotland, why did he let me participate in this operation when he knew I would protect people?] Bu Er closed the system panel and said in a light tone. [You also said that he sent people to the Metropolitan Police Department for the purpose of obtaining the list, so why didn't he carry out this mission quietly?]

It was so blatant that they even mobilized a large number of people to use a truckload of bombs to attract the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Rum probably didn't expect that the bomb in the car would be discovered, but excluding this, the way the whole incident was carried out was too crude and didn't seem like it was arranged by Rum at all.

This is fishing.

He originally thought that Rum had not sent anyone, after all, that old man was indeed capable of such a thing, and if he was held accountable later, he would have other excuses to exonerate himself. But then he thought again, one of the two arrested bombers should be Rum's man.

But his level is definitely not high, and he may not even be a code name member.

This operation is just a cover.

Rum's purpose was not the undercover list, but to find something to hold against him through this information.

Rum knew that he was too lazy to think, and might not take any action after receiving the news, but he would most likely leak the news to Scotland.

If Scotland had a problem and took action, then the people that Rum had arranged in the Metropolitan Police Department would pass on the information, and this alone would be enough to crush Scotland.

Rum's action was simply to disgust him.

【Why, why? 】

Bu Er was silent. He exhaled and said in a soothing tone: [Just do as you are told.]

【Oh. 】

At this moment, a commotion sounded from behind the young man, and hurried and heavy footsteps came towards him. A faint smell of gunpowder filled the air.

The Labrador on the other end of the leash in his hand suddenly changed direction, grabbed his trouser leg and pulled it frantically to the side. Bu Er was not paying attention and was pulled to the side and staggered a small step.

Then the next second, a big hand grabbed the collar, followed by a cold and sharp touch on the neck.

"If you come again, I'll kill him!"

……

When Zhu Fu Jingguang received the email, he was massaging Xinghai Ya's muscles. If people do not move for a long time, their muscles will atrophy. Originally, he asked a nurse to help with the massage, but he had no experience as it was his first time, so the quality of the nurse he hired was worrying.

When Zhu Fujing was checking Xinghai Ya or the massage situation, he found a large bruise on the gray-haired boy's ankle, which was even faintly purple.

He could easily see how the bruise was caused. Thinking of the boy who had condemned him for a long time with his eyes when he went home from the supermarket just for carrying a shopping bag, Zhu Fu Jingguang dismissed the caregiver the next day.

After contacting the relevant personnel to handle the matter, he no longer hired a caregiver, but did everything himself.

At the beginning, when he was not skilled, he would pinch the boy's skin and make it red. The skin of a person who had not seen the sun for a long time was so white that it was almost transparent. The back of his hands was covered with dense needle holes and large bruises caused by infusion.

Xinghai Ya was originally pale, and if he stayed in the hospital for a long time, even a healthy person would become infected with some illness. Zhu Fu Jingguang had no way to take him back. Since he left the laboratory, he has been much busier than before, and he had to handle a lot of inexplicable things that he shouldn't have done.

Ricardo did not comment on this, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was dissatisfaction with him. There was no way to confront Ricardo directly, so he had to make things difficult for him over small matters.

Zhu Fujingguang accepted all the instructions, and the higher-ups gradually stopped causing any trouble, mainly because Rum became much quieter.

Learning from Furutani Rei that most of the forces targeting him came from Rum, Morobushi Keimitsu couldn't help but think of what Ricardo said after the high-level meeting.

However, Rum did not gain any benefits. Ricard did not hide his malice in what he did to Rum. Everyone in the organization knew that these two senior executives disliked each other.

It’s just that one is in the light and the other is in the dark.

And the bottom line is that it does not affect the completion of the task.

After receiving the email, Zhu Fu Jingguang felt relieved. Rum was a very suspicious person, and he would not completely trust his innocence, but there was no way to investigate him without Xing Haiyin, so it was normal for him to do this.

They speculated that Rum's relaxation of his stance on Scotland was not because he no longer suspected Scotland, but because he was waiting for Scotland to let down its guard, after which he would surely launch a large-scale purge.

In fact, Morobushi Kagemitsu and Furuya Rei had been waiting for this action. This was a test from Rum. If used properly, it would also be an opportunity to completely get rid of suspicion.

The turmoil brought about by Lei's defection is not only negative. Although it is not nice to say this, for undercover agents like them, the undercurrents in the organization are not necessarily a bad thing.

After all, it is easier to fish in muddy waters.

Morobushi Keimitsu left the ward and took out his mobile phone to edit an email to Furugaya Rei, which contained an email from Ricardo and asked about the actions to be taken.

Of course he couldn't go to the Metropolitan Police Department. If he showed up at the Metropolitan Police Department, it would be clear that there was something wrong with him without having to get the undercover list.

Too many coincidences would make people feel suspicious.

Not to mention that he is still under suspicion now.

Zhu Fu Jingguang left the inpatient department and sent an email. Fūya Ling's reply came very quickly. The first sentence was to reassure him that nothing unexpected had happened. The second sentence was that the matter had been resolved, although the way it was used was a bit unexpected.

Unexpected?

How unexpected it can be.

Zhu Fujingguang did not realize the seriousness of the matter until he received an email from Rum.

The content was to ask him to bring Fuji back from the Metropolitan Police Department.

First of all, although Zhu Fu Jingguang guessed that there must be many people involved in this matter, he did not expect that so many people would be involved.

Five minutes later, after ending the call with Miyano Shiho and agreeing to her request, Morobushi Keimitsu finally realized that what Furuya Rei said might be unexpected and might really be beyond everyone's expectations.

At this time, Fuji was sitting in the interrogation room of the Metropolitan Police Department, calmly refuting the questions of the police officer sitting opposite him and expressing his innocence with emotion.

"He was the first to do it, and I apologized."

The boy with sapphire blue hair tried to fix his messed up braids, but in the end there was no way to save them. When the police officer asked him if he needed help, he refused and loosened his messy hair and tied himself into a casual high ponytail.

The police officer sitting opposite him recalled the scene when he saw the bomber. He coughed twice, lowered his head and wrote the notes without saying anything else.

The beaten prisoner had no obvious wounds on his body, and asking the hostage to give a statement was just a formality. However, the bomber's screams were so miserable that it didn't seem like he was faking it.

The police officer taking the statement looked at the thin arms and legs of the boy in front of him, then thought about the bomber's relatively strong physique, and wondered how much a child could have done, and how exaggerated the guy was pretending to be.

It was as if his hands were cut off.