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

Zhu Fu Gaoming still remembers that shortly after his brother graduated from the police academy, he left him a letter and suddenly said that he didn't want to be a policeman anymore, so he resigned from his job and disappeared.

Now it seems that he has probably joined the Ministry of Public Security to carry out an undercover mission.

The organization that Jingguang is undercover in should be the transnational criminal organization that Section Chief Kuroda mentioned now.

Director Kuroda said sternly, "You are very smart. Please keep whatever you guess confidential. The Public Security Bureau issued the transfer order to protect our undercover investigators. You two brothers look very similar, so Morobushi, you must leave."

Zhu Fu Gaoming did not refuse. Whether for the safety of the undercover agent or for his own sake, he could not be conceited and act recklessly based on his own courage. "Okay, I will wait for the transfer order. I will take leave at home for the next two days."

After hanging up the phone, he closed his eyes, hiding all his uneasiness and worries.

'elder brother.'

Jingguang's childish voice suddenly sounded.

"I made a friend in Tokyo. His nickname is Zero. Pretty cool, isn't it?"

It’s a cool name, but Jingguang, do you know his current situation and what’s happening to you now?

He sighed softly, opened his eyes, packed his things and prepared to leave when an unexpected phone call came in.

"Brother." The young man's voice was much calmer than when he was a child.

Zhu Fu Gaoming put down the file in his hand, a smile and tenderness flashed in his eyes, and his unsettled heart finally settled down. His voice was elegant and calm: "Jingguang, how are you these days?"

Zhu Fujingguang's voice came, less lively and angular: "I'm fine. Did you get a call from the police?"

"I received it. I will cooperate with the public security." Zhu Fu Gaoming said seriously.

Zhu Fujingguang breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his brother would definitely guess something after making this call, but he was worried about his brother. Now, after hearing his brother's answer, he felt much more at ease: "Okay, brother, I'll be relieved if you can protect yourself."

Just as he was about to hang up, Zhu Fu Gao Ming suddenly asked, "Jing Guang, your friend is also in Nagano Prefecture. Is he on a mission?"

"Brother Gao Ming, have you seen him?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's voice suddenly rose, his tone full of worry. "It's very dangerous around him. Have you been targeted?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I'm fine, but Jing Guang, do you know anything about his mission?"

"No." In the safe house, Zhu Fujingguang replied while cutting up old newspapers, "I believe in his ability. He will handle it."

Zhu Fu Gaoming was silent for a moment, recalling the marks on Ling's body and the subtle malice of his companions, and gave a subtle reminder: "What is in your hand may not be under your control."

Click.

Zhu Fujing's hand trembled, and he accidentally cut the newspaper. His voice trembled slightly: "I will pay attention, brother."

After hanging up the phone, he lowered his head and stared blankly at the news about the fire at Baijiu Pharmaceutical Group in the newspaper, his thoughts turning to You Xunran.

Did anything go wrong with zero's mission? Are there any unexpected situations?

Otherwise, his brother wouldn't have specifically hinted to him that something was wrong with Zero.

But he couldn't go directly to Nagano Prefecture.

Zhu Fujingguang closed his eyes, resisting the urge to rush out. He gathered the things spread out on the table and stuffed them into his file bag. He called his colleague. His blue cat eyes were as deep as the seabed. "Hagiwara, can you come over? I need you to help me disguise myself."

"Actually, I was about to contact you." Hagiwara Kenji packed up his disguise and walked quickly outside while talking on the phone. "Officer Miyamura told me that Kofuku agreed to attend the funeral for the officer who died in the line of duty two days ago, but he broke his promise."

"Komorobushi, is something wrong with Kofukuya?"

Zhu Fushigaki Jingguang did not answer directly, but said vaguely: "He had a temporary mission and left Tokyo."

The sound of the car starting up was heard, and Hagiwara Kenji said with a smile: "That's good, I'll be there soon."

After the phone call was hung up, Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression disappeared and the coldness on his body spread in the room.

Nagano Prefecture.

Shiraishi Masato sat in his Japanese-style room drinking tea, his eyes fixed on a text message on his phone from an unfamiliar number:

[He's in your hands? Wait, I'll find you soon.]

He couldn't help laughing. Mr. Kikuchi really had a bad temper.

He was really looking forward to meeting Mr. Kikuchi.

He put down the teacup, stood up, opened the secret passage, and walked in.

In the basement, Rei Furuya folded his hands behind his head, lying lazily on the bed with his hands as his pillow, reading comics with his eyes closed.

I don’t know if I can finish the comics in my lifetime.

Looking at the increasing thickness, he had a bad feeling. Could it still be serialized?

He moved his wrist, and the slightly sharpened stone fragment in his hand was warmed by his body temperature, but it was too rough to touch and not very comfortable to hold.

At this time, there was a noise at the door.

He opened his eyes a little, glanced around, and suddenly felt unlucky.

Why is Edrador here? He can’t kill Vermouth in less than two hours, right?

In his consciousness, a card surrounded by light instantly turned into a stream of light and penetrated into his brows. His vision, which had just been bright, darkened in an instant.

"Huh?" Shiraishi Masato's surprised voice came.

When Fūya Rei heard the sound, he was so scared that he sat up suddenly. A hand was already gently placed on his neck, stopping his actions.

Shiraishi Masato suddenly moved closer, so close that one could feel the heat of both of their breaths on their faces.

"What are you doing?!" Fūya Rei looked disgusted and wanted to push the person away, but he failed to do so.

Shiraishi Masato's feet seemed to be fixed to the ground. He bent over and stared at Furuya Rei with scrutiny. He narrowed his eyes, which were dark and cold, and his expression was hesitant.

There's something wrong with Amuro-kun!

Fūya Rei could sense the suspicion in Shiraishi Masato's heart, as well as the chilling inquiry as he stared at him.

This guy has a very strong perception and is very suspicious. Fortunately, he immediately installed the character card and did not change to other cards casually, otherwise the hand on his neck would have broken his neck in the first place.

Shiraishi Masato was like a hawk, staring at every inch of the blond young man's expression with his sharp eyes, and finally he suddenly realized.

The gloomy look lingering between Amuro-kun's brows disappeared.

He sat beside him with caution but interest, wondering what surprise Amuro-kun had prepared for him.

His hand was always on Amuro-kun's neck, and he deliberately pulled him closer, looking openly at the other's clenched right hand.

Poor blind Amuro-kun probably doesn't know that all his little movements are very obvious.

Sure enough, Amuro-kun looked sharp and suddenly slashed towards his neck.

He raised his eyebrows and easily grabbed the other person's hand, stopping this ridiculous assassination. The "hidden weapon" in Amuro's hand was a small piece of sharpened plaster.