The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

After seeing off the boy who burst into laughter, Xing Haiyin looked back at Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had a complicated expression on his face, and said vaguely with the candy in his mouth, "What's going on over there?"

"A murder happened on the roller coaster, and the police are already investigating." Zhu Fu Jingguang continued the conversation without asking Ricardo why he could have the heart to steal candy from children.

"What's going on with Gin?"

"Ah." The gray-haired man's gaze drifted away, his hands casually placed in his pockets. After a while, he came back to his senses and raised a familiar smile that didn't sound like anything good had happened.

"There." Xing Haiyin raised his chin in the direction in front of him. Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his head to look, but after searching for a long time, he still couldn't see the figure of the silver-haired killer.

Seeing Scotland looking at that direction with a blank face, Xinghaiyin crushed the candy in his mouth, pushed the cat-eyed man who was standing there in a daze, led him forward, and threw the candy stick into the trash can on the road.

"At the roller coaster, they were on the same ride as the deceased."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: “???”

The gentle man couldn't help but hold his forehead, "So why do they want to ride the roller coaster?"

"Have a dream, don't look at Gin like that, he is still very childish." Xing Haiyin said without raising his head, typing quickly with one hand and putting the other hand on Scotland's back, pushing him forward.

"Take a few steps on your own. Don't let the target see you and get suspicious. I'll hack into the park's surveillance system."

"Invasion? How to invade?" Zhu Fu Jingguang was pushed forward, getting closer and closer to some stalls selling snacks. He didn't notice this, as most of his attention was attracted by the people behind him.

"Hacking with a cell phone?"

Xing Haiyin raised her head and gave him a speechless look, "Why don't you go find me a computer now?"

Although he said so, Xing Haiyin obviously had not trained his hacking skills to such an advanced level. At this moment, the bright blue light screen floating in front of him was jumping with densely packed characters, doing this huge task for him.

Gin observed that the person he was trading with was standing alone in the crowd with a box. All Xinghaiyin had to do was to confirm whether there were any suspicious people among the tourists. After eliminating possible hidden dangers, he and Scotland could go off work.

But now that I'm here, it would be a bit of a shame to just leave work like this.

"I want to eat squid, buy it for me."

Xing Haiyin showed the wide-eyed subordinate the US dollars in his wallet, and generously gave him a banknote with the largest denomination, which could not be used here at all.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment, accepted the banknote, and went to buy food for his boss without complaint.

Of course the food on the plane wasn't very delicious. He was still finishing up a previous mission before getting on the plane. Of course that mission was not his, and what he took over was a complete mess.

Fortunately, the mission was not very important and did not involve any secrets. Although the boss was surprised that the North Americans could cause such a big mess, he did not order any punishment.

But that doesn't mean that the person who made the mistake doesn't need to be punished, it's just that the punishment has become his to issue. This can certainly be regarded as a comfort to Ricard, after all, a mess was inexplicably pinned on him.

Anyone would complain about such a trouble that came out of nowhere, let alone him, a guy who is a big trouble in himself.

"If you can't do it, why can't you just say so? Trash should be thrown into the trash can, don't you think?" After dealing with the pursuers, the gray-haired man pointed the red muzzle of the gun at the sloppy man who thought he had escaped and was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

The man's half-inhaled air was blocked in his mouth, making him think for a moment that he had lost the ability to breathe. The continuous pursuit in recent days made him exhausted and he had no time and energy to take care of himself.

He integrated himself into the ranks of the homeless in exchange for a chance to catch his breath, and after calming down, he began to fear the actions that the other side would take against him.

The man smeared mud on his face, wore tattered clothes thrown away by homeless people, hid in the dark and damp sewers, and bid farewell to his former glory without any dignity.

In front of the man in the white shirt, looking at the corners of his clothes that were spotless and almost blindingly clean, he inexplicably felt like a rat in the gutter, approaching death in the light.

He doesn't want to die.

The man turned over without hesitation and begged Xing Haiyin to spare his life. He would make up for the mistakes he had made. During the action, the wound on his chest was torn, and blood mixed with saliva flew everywhere.

Xing Haiyin dodged with an expressionless face, but held the gun in his hand steadily, with the crosshair aimed at the messy head of the man on the ground.

He could see that the other person had been having a hard time these days. The short hair whose color could not be identified was very different from the dazzling golden color in the photo. At least Xing Haiyin did not recognize the person by face.

But this man will definitely die today.

The gentleman did not give any instructions on the content of the punishment. At first glance, it seemed that he was leaving it to him to decide, but in fact, it had already made it clear that the man's fate would be death, which could be considered a test for Ricard.

Xing Haiyin was indifferent to the man's plea for mercy, and the man kneeling on the ground also noticed it. He stood up shakily, tilted his head and spat out the blood foam in his mouth.

"I don't use this model of gun very often, but I've seen it. Oh, what a cute little baby." The man who knew he was going to die calmed down. He laughed after he said these words, his expression crazy and excited. "Its magazine capacity is only eight rounds! You just fired eight shots, and now it's empty! Hahahahaha, God is still on my side, throw away the gun in your hand!"

The man coughed twice to suppress his laughter, and his expression quickly regained composure. He took out the gun from his body. This was his last resort. There happened to be a bullet in it for resistance, but at this moment he pointed it at his "companion".

But the next second, blood bloomed on his face. The man was stunned for half a second before shaking his eyes to look for the source. His pupils shrank and shrank, but soon began to dilate.

The gray-haired man opposite him calmly put away the gun in his left hand. His light gray-blue eyes no longer paid any attention to the dying man, and he turned around and left the scene.

At the same place, the man with a bloody hole in the middle of his forehead leaned back, and soon after he stood up, he fell to the ground again, knocking over the trash can full of garbage next to him, and the turbid muddy water in the puddle splashed everywhere.

Eventually everything returned to calm.

"Well done, my dear child. It's time for you to come back to me." A clearly electronically synthesized voice came from the phone, and the tone was as gentle and calm as the still water in an ancient well.

As the system proudly boasted about its upgrade in the background, Xinghaiyin put out the one-third-burnt cigarette in his hand and responded in a low voice.

The system couldn't tell who the response was directed to, so it gave an angry expression of disapproval on the system panel, then went to show off to the next system with a groan.