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

Zhu Fujingguang's eyes fell on his friend's confused face. He turned around and poured him a glass of water. He thought for a moment while holding the glass, then asked in a different tone, "Do you think Shirley is a good person or a bad person?"

The clone's confusion seemed to grow even worse, but this time he spoke, though still stuttering, "Angel."

Zhu Fujingguang turned around suddenly, spilling the water in his hand, and repeated in shock: "Angel?"

The clone did not answer again. His eyes reflected the simple yet warm furnishings in the room, but seemed to be looking at a place far away and with no end in sight.

Fūya Zero leaned lazily beside the clone and chuckled a few times.

This is the magician's opinion of Shiho, he thinks little Shiho is an angel.

Because the child grew up in the mud and absorbed darkness as nutrients, but he grew a pair of white wings and had a kind heart.

The source of all her suffering comes from her lack of freedom.

She inherently knows what is wrong and what is right.

Therefore, even if the people around her are twisted, dark, cruel and ruthless, she is never moved.

It was because she knew it was wrong that she felt particularly painful.

Everywhere she looked was darkness. She had nowhere to escape, so she could only suppress herself and suffer all the time.

And the magician is also Rei Furuya.

So, this is also what Rei Furuya thinks of girls.

When there is no need to disguise himself, there is always a solemn righteousness between the brows of Fūya Rei, as if no darkness in the world can defeat him.

Recalling Mingmei's gentle appearance, he raised the corners of his lips, his voice gentle yet firm: "It is precisely because the environment they grew up in was so harsh that they are so precious."

Zhu Fujingguang couldn't hear his voice and was already used to You Xunran's sudden brain short circuit.

He held the water glass with deep eyes, as if thinking about something.

In Zero's heart, the researcher named Shirley is an angel?

Why is this happening?

He then asked, "What kind of person do you think Suzi is?"

The clone looked at him without blinking, his brows furrowed, and a sense of resistance and rejection arose in his heart.

He didn't say anything, but Zhu Fujingguang, who knew him very well, could still see his displeasure.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was confused. Shirley and Suzi were both researchers, but Zero's reactions seemed to be at two extremes.

His consciousness was silent and his reaction was now instinctive.

That's the biggest problem.

"What is the relationship between Shirley and you?" he murmured in a low voice.

Why did even that cunning and mysterious woman like Vermouth come here to stir up trouble?

Although he knew nothing, the one thing he knew most clearly was that people in the organization could not be trusted.

He half-knelt down, placed the water cup in You Xunran's hand, looked up at his calm face, and said seriously: "You said Shirley is an angel, I believe you."

If Shirley really attacked him, he would also investigate what happened.

After all, if Vermouth can come to him to stir up trouble, she can go to someone else.

His brows were firm and he said paranoidly, "I will protect you, Amuro."

Fūya Rei sat up straight and looked over, then suddenly reached out and grasped the original's wrist, smiling and closing his eyes. At the same time, the clone suddenly spoke, imitating the words of a parrot with the childishness of a child, "I will protect you, Scotland."

I will protect you, Hiro.

Vermouth, who had already left, rode her motorcycle around the winding mountain road again and again, and finally stopped at the top of the mountain.

Looking at the crashing waves below, she lifted her golden hair that was blown by the sea breeze and made a phone call.

"Gin." She stared at the splashing waves with a dazed look in her eyes. Her hoarse and charming voice made people's blood boil. "Did you know that Amuro Toru is in Scotland's hands?"

Gin, with a cigarette between his teeth, shot the traitor to death. His green eyes were like a dark forest after sunset, so terrifying that it made people feel terrified: "What do you want to say?"

"It seems you know." Vermouth asked slowly, "Then do you know what Scotland did to him?"

A cold light flashed in Gin's eyes, freezing everything around him in an instant: "What can Scotland do? I heard from Rum that Amuro Toru is his superior."

He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes fixed, and his tone was filled with tyranny and cruelty: "He betrayed?"

"Half and half." A playful smile appeared on Vermouth's face, and her voice was filled with exaggerated exclamation. "Scotland took the opportunity to pull the man to bed, but he also protected him very well."

Gin's pupils shrank instantly, and he snapped the cigarette fiercely. His eyes were cold and sharp, and he said word by word: "Is Scotland crazy?!"

Is Toru Amuro so easy to mess with?

Although that guy's main consciousness has fallen asleep, he still has four personalities.

He always believed that Toru Amuro would wake up, it was just a matter of time.

But Scotland did such a thing, it really is not caring about its life.

This made Gin suddenly recall the report that the training camp instructor had sent him before, saying that the newcomer Lei and Scotland had fought several times because of Amuro Toru, and said that he joined the organization to pursue his lover.

Gin: "..."

So, should we praise Scotland for staying true to its original aspirations?

Sometimes it’s really easy to grow old when facing this group of weirdos in the organization.

Since Scotland was seeking death, he would not stop it.

Gin sneered, his tone sharp: "Don't worry about Scotland. Since he has done it, he must bear the consequences. Don't move Scotland for now. Wait for Amuro Tou to wake up and leave him as his prey."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

He was too busy to bother with personal grudges between members of the organization.

As long as they don't cross the line and cause losses to the organization!

Gin walked into the dim sky and disappeared.

Vermouth looked at her phone, pondered for a moment, and contacted another person.

"Ireland," she called, smiling.

Ireland's puzzled voice came from the other end of the line: "You're calling now, do you have a mission?"

Vermouth took a few steps back, leaned lazily against a large rock, and said slowly: "I heard that you have been looking for Bourbon. I have information about him. I just want you to do one thing for me."

"Do you have any news about Tou-kun?"

Ireland's surprised voice left Vermouth speechless.

She admitted that the detective was sweet to her heart, but not to mention Bourbon's weird character, even the other personalities were dark enough. What did Ireland see in Amuro Toru?

Vermouth was extremely puzzled.

"I do." Vermouth couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "But I still want to know, what exactly do you like about Amuro-kun?"

Ireland said, with a passionate and fascinated tone: "He was kind and simple."

"Puff... cough cough cough." Vermouth felt as if struck by lightning and almost choked to death on her saliva.

She seemed to have heard something out of the ordinary!