The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Gin was silent for a while. Xinghaiyin didn't know how long this while was, nor did he know what the other party was thinking during this time.

Finally, there was a clear sound of a lighter being pressed from the other end. The crackling sound of the flame burning the tobacco was amplified several times by the loudspeaker and distorted into a different meaning when it was heard.

Gin would never agree to such a thing.

Xing Haiyin actually knew the answer long ago.

Even though Rum is really annoying, he always has his hands everywhere and is always thinking about harming others.

But if the second-in-command of the organization were killed, it is likely that this behemoth would suffer a huge blow and would never recover.

There are many hyenas eyeing this piece of fat meat. They usually hide in the dark gutters, but they are not necessarily quiet.

They just hope to get a piece of the pie.

A male lion is certainly not afraid of hyenas, but a weak lion, although it will not be unable to withstand the siege of a group of hyenas, will also feel annoyed.

This is completely different from the usual petty fights.

Xing Haiyin wanted to say forget it, he could take down that guy by himself, but the moment he was about to say it, he felt annoyed again.

He didn't know when it started, probably from the moment when Kurosawa Jin turned into Gin, the other party was gradually becoming his opposite.

This was clearly not what was agreed upon at the beginning.

fraud.

Xinghaiyin's fingertips grasped the soft fabric of the quilt, and his beautifully trimmed nails almost pierced the quilt cover. He looked down suddenly, but found that it was his illusion.

But even if it really breaks, it doesn’t matter, Ricardo has money.

Just then, the phone vibrated and the screen lit up with an email address belonging to the person on the other end of the call.

"Got it, hanging up."

"No."

A cold voice came from the other side, with a flat tone, as if he didn't take what Xing Haiyin was about to do seriously.

Xing Haiyin narrowed his eyes and was about to ask why he should care. He was very busy and who wanted to listen to the nagging of a model worker.

But after Gin finished the first sentence, he said the next sentence very quickly, without giving him a chance to interrupt.

"Not now. Rum has a lot of power now. It will do you no good to kill him. Don't be so hasty."

"...Ah?" Xing Haiyin was stunned for half a second, almost doubting whether the person on the other side was a fake. But at least he remembered what he was going to do next, and had no desire to quarrel with the other party for the time being.

There is also the sentence that the other party puts at the end of the sentence.

This was the phrase that Kurosawa Jin used most often when he was perfunctorily comforting him when he was unable to keep up with the progress during the training camp.

Although he nodded obediently at that time, he actually did not agree with Kurosawa Jin's statement in his heart.

It's the extreme of lip service.

Jin Kurosawa was the hardest-working kid in the training camp at that time, no doubt about it.

Moreover, he always does things that he is sure of, and thus establishes an almost invincible image in the eyes of others. Only Xing Haiyin knows how much this man has paid behind the scenes.

Gin's words made Xinghaiyin inappropriately recall the past, and he relaxed his mind on causing trouble for Rum.

"Wait a minute, there's no rush to bring down Rum." Gin seemed to really think that he didn't hear clearly. He didn't mock him for taking so much money from the organization but not treating his ears, nor did he ask him to cut off his ears and feed them to the dogs to show its final value.

he repeated.

Xinghai Gin felt it was very strange. He wanted to ask Gin where he was and go to the scene to see if he was possessed by something.

But what came out of his mouth was another story.

"I recorded it and will loop it next to you a hundred times."

The next second, the phone was hung up.

Xing Haiyin raised his eyebrows, not paying much attention to the call that was hung up. He got up from the bed and made a phone call.

Although he listened to what Gin said, it didn't mean he would do it.

……

Zhu Fu Jingguang took the young man who was inexplicably out of shape to one side, reached out and touched his forehead. The temperature of his palm was warm, but there was no sign of fever.

"I don't think he's sick, don't worry."

He smiled soothingly at the two girls, asked them to take care of Xing Hai Mei first, and walked in the direction that the man had left.

The venue for the dinner was quite large, but not so large that it looked like a maze. In particular, there were warning signs in places where people were not allowed to go.

Zhu Fu Jingguang chased after him for a few steps and saw the man standing outside the stairwell. The man did not seem to be surprised at his arrival and smiled ambiguously under his disguise.

"Scotland, right?" The man used Rickard's voice, with an upward tone and a hint of ambiguity at the end.

"Vermouth." Zhu Fu Jingguang said in a light tone, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him who didn't seem to care about his purpose, and his hand had already reached for the gun on his waist without any expression.

“How did you recognize me? I think my disguise was quite successful. After all—” Even though her identity was exposed, Vermouth didn’t care much. She tore off the disguise on her face, revealing her extremely beautiful face.

"When I was disguising him, I memorized all the features of his face."

Hearing the other party's voice changing naturally, Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned but did not say anything.

This was within his expectations, but he was still surprised by this technology.

A person can freely change anyone's voice, which makes it easy for intelligence personnel who are infiltrating to impersonate anyone.

Not to mention that Vermouth also has a disguise technique that has been refined to perfection.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled gently, "Although it's not nice to say this, the reason I came here is because I received an order from my superior."

He raised the gun and pointed it at Vermouth under the other's surprised gaze.

"You know, my boss often does things that are ill-considered."

Vermouth narrowed her eyes, seeing the seriousness in Scotland's eyes, and raised her hands slightly in a gesture of surrender.

"He's still so well-informed, but that's not what I meant, okay?"

As she spoke, Vermouth took a step back with her right foot to cover the abnormal wrinkles on her calf.

As the two were confronting each other, Vermouth's cell phone vibrated. She made a gesture to show that she was harmless, then answered the call at gunpoint.

"Hello? Ricard, if you call later I won't be able to answer your call."

Hearing the code name spoken by the other party, Zhu Fu Jingguang breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second, I don’t know what the other party said, Vermouth turned on the speaker, and the male voice on the other end of the phone rang out in this space where there were only the two of them.

"Retreat, Scotland."

Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated for a moment, and before he could say anything, Vermouth teased, "Why did you suddenly ask him to retreat?"

Ricardo was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. He was only concerned about ruining Rum's mission and didn't want to play around with Vermouth.

"You would be so careless as to stand before him defenseless? I'm guessing that there were at least two sniper rifles with scopes aimed at Scotland's head."

The blonde woman smiled gently and said nothing.

"Did I guess wrong?" Ricardo's tone was not polite, and the emotions in his voice mixed with the noise of electric current made it difficult to see clearly.

Vermouth couldn't tell whether the mockery was directed at her or Rum, or both.

She made a helpless expression to Zhu Fu Jingguang, as if to say, "Look, this is how he is." She raised her hand and made a gesture to ask him to put down the gun, and there was no trace of anger in her tone that came from being pointed at with a gun.

"You're not wrong."