Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

In a short time, Aquavit felt that he had aged several years.

"When did you let me go?" Aquavit mustered up the courage to ask.

Zhu Fujingguang carefully cleaned up the traces left by the two men and said with a smile: "We are now a community with a shared destiny."

He walked lightly to Aquavit and winked cutely under his vigilant gaze, like an elegant big cat, and his tone was even more gentle: "Be good, don't say anything to spoil the fun, Yalang-chan."

At the same time, an overwhelming murderous aura swept over.

Aquavit: ...

At night, Zhu Fujingguang bought a plane ticket to Denmark, and the address was chosen randomly by him.

Even if he was prepared to be caught by the organization, he would not let the organization succeed easily.

After finding a temporary B&B to stay in, Zhu Fujingguang stayed in the same room with Aquavit as usual.

On the bed opposite, Aquavit closed his eyes tiredly and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Zhu Fujing leaned against the head of the bed, the small dim desk lamp was dimly lit, and he sent the itinerary to the contact person.

[I will be flying to Denmark tomorrow, so this number will be invalid. I will contact you using new information then.

——one]

Yes, the code name he used with his contact was 1.

The first day of every month is called the new moon day, which can also be referred to as the new moon.

So, his code name is 1.

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the person who was pretending to be asleep and subconsciously touched his gun.

Just be patient for a while, because when we return to Japan, he will be of no use to us.

There was a deep look in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes.

He had been busy running around during this period and had not received any information from Zero. The anxiety and panic in his heart had reached a point where he could no longer conceal it. His sleep had also become very poor. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would have nightmares. No matter how deeply he studied psychology, he could not heal himself.

His nightmares were no longer of his parents lying on the ground covered in blood and the closet separating the living and the dead.

But it was the blonde and dark-skinned Zero.

He stayed in the light, and little Zero curled up in the darkness.

"Hiro, Hiro, I'm so scared. It's too dark here. Please save me."

He desperately tried to reach out and grab little Zero, but countless muddy hands appeared in the darkness, covering Zero's mouth and nose, grabbing his limbs, and dragging him into the darkness.

Before he could react, Zero had grown up. He was handsome and handsome. Even standing in the darkness, his smile was as bright as the sun. He was like a beacon that always stood, giving others firm faith and the courage to never give up.

Zhu Fujingguang ran over excitedly and wanted to hug Zero, but when he got closer, he found that the police uniform was tattered and Zero's body was stained with blood, and it was a mess.

Every time before waking up, he seemed to hear Zero's childish voice and the young man's mature and serious voice overlapping, saying:

"Hiro, you are my hero!"

After waking up from the dream, the childhood friend who had lost contact was still there.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes were filled with gloom, he could no longer bear it.

When he decided to go undercover, he always thought that he was ready to sacrifice himself for the people, for justice, and for the lives of more people.

As long as we can protect the light, all costs are worth it.

Just two months later, he regretted it.

He simply couldn't stand zero as the price of light!

If Zero must endure endless pain before he can see the light, then he is willing to take Zero into darkness!

Under the dim light, Zhu Fujing's upturned cat eyes appeared very dim, and the red bloodshot inside was also very obvious.

There were large dark circles under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had been having a hard time recently.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head slightly and put away his smile. The anger and fatigue between his brows that wanted to burn everything added a bit of contradiction and charm to his still somewhat immature face, showing a mad and neurotic feature, which was a mark unique to the dark world.

buzzing.

His phone vibrated slightly. He opened it and saw that it was an email from Takeshita with the note "intelligence information".

...What kind of information needs to be taken so seriously?

Inexplicably, he had a strong premonition in his heart, as if an illusory voice kept shouting in his ear to remind him: It's zero, it's zero...

He covered his dry eyes to relieve the fatigue of being chased, and opened the email with trembling hands to read it.

In Japan, Officer Takeshita, who was changing her appearance in the room, put on a white shirt and red skirt. She took a moment to glance at her unresponsive mobile phone, took off her plain glasses, and her amber eyes were bright and clear.

But his gaze on the email was a little unfathomable, so he took out his disguise props and started to put on makeup.

Ever since the junior apprentice asked the owner of the disguise course for permission and handed it over to the fraudster team, he and the teacher were the only ones who learned this skill.

This thing really requires talent.

He blinked, and the thick eyeliner seemed to take away the last trace of pity in his eyes.

Well, I just hope Zhu Fu can hold on strong after reading the information from my junior brother.

It's not that he is immoral, it's just that the teacher personally told him not to let Zhufu know the truth.

Moreover, he did not lie, the intelligence was indeed the latest intercepted.

It's just that the intelligence was too rich, including but not limited to several codenamed members of the organization openly coveting him, being forced by cadres to burn charcoal to commit suicide for love, being hospitalized no less than ten times, having a huge stack of critical illness notices, and being forced to travel abroad to complete a mission for a prominent figure suspected of having a special fetish...

As for the authenticity of the information, he, a small contact, cannot guarantee it.

Takeshita raised the corner of his lips, and there was a hint of evil hidden in the depths of his black eyes. When he restrained the sense of responsibility and justice unique to the police, his temperament was fully exposed.

When he smiled, he looked like a brightly colored flower blooming in a pool of blood, dangerous and crazy. When he didn't smile, he had a kind of arrogance that seemed innate, indifferent and noble.

He raised his hand and put on a long straight black wig, and the half-length mirror reflected a reserved, dignified and graceful Yamato Nadeshiko beauty.

The beauty cleared her throat and said in a gentle and soft voice, "Little Junior Brother, if you get beaten next time, don't blame me for adding fuel to the fire."

Who made you so arrogant before? You dared to deliberately provoke Team Leader Heige in person. You were lucky not to be beaten to death.

Brother, you were frightened at that time, and I have to teach you a lesson afterwards.

Takeshita swore that he was not petty or vindictive.

The teacher told him that the greater the differences in Zhu Fu's understanding of intelligence, the more advantageous it would be for him to go undercover.

When this information affects his cognition and behavior, the truth he shows has deceived others.

Mr. Asahina once accompanied the teacher to teach a class to their team of fraudsters.

——When a person's experience is real, his emotions are real, his behavior is logical, and his purpose is clear, the enemy will never get the correct answer when analyzing based on these clues.