bayedsolid Chapter 353 Zhu Fu Jingguang: How should I call you
Chapter 353 Zhu Fu Jingguang: How should I call you
Chapter 353 Zhu Fu Jingguang: How should I call you
The warrior showed signs of waking up after being unconscious for less than three minutes. Furuya Rei, who had originally just wanted to wait for the police to arrive, thought it was bad luck and said unhappily, "Most of my colleagues at the police academy don't have such physical fitness. The other world really has many tricks up its sleeve."
He walked out from the darkness and stepped on the warrior's chest, awakening him from his daze.
"I still have some time." Furuya Ling said calmly, "Let's talk when you wake up."
The warrior's face was pale and his voice was a little weak: "What do you want to talk about?"
Fūya Rei thought about it, and his expression gradually became complicated.
It seems that there is nothing to talk about.
This guy might not even know as much information as Lafitte.
He said distressedly, "Why don't you tell me why you attacked me?"
The warrior also began to worry: "... Um, the higher-ups gave us the target's location and intelligence, and we are only responsible for completing the mission."
Fūya Rei waited for a moment, and seeing no further news, he slowly exerted force on his feet, lowered his waistline, and approached the warrior. He asked doubtfully, "Sir, shake your head and listen for the sound of the sea."
The warrior felt the pressure on his back, and the hole in his shoulder was excruciatingly painful. His breathing quickened, and he asked hesitantly, "Are you scolding me?"
Fūya Rei chuckled coldly, straightened up, and tapped the guy's stupid, unintelligent head with his blind stick. He denied it calmly, "No, how could I possibly do such an ungraceful thing?"
Warrior: Do I look like a fool to you?
But feeling the increasing pressure on his back, the warrior said from the bottom of his heart, "I misunderstood you. I'm sorry."
Fūya Rei was very satisfied with his attitude and said calmly, "Tell me what information do you know about me?"
The warrior recalled the mission description and said seriously: "A traitor who defected from the organization."
Jōgō Rei pricked up his ears and listened.
After a moment of silence, he asked in disbelief, "No more?"
What about name, code name, experience, and interpersonal relationships?
The warrior's voice grew weaker: "No more."
Fūya Rei's expression turned cold. Was the person giving the orders an idiot? How could someone like that get a leadership position? A bunch of good-for-nothings! They weren't even qualified to expose his identity.
He faced the warriors, sighed deeply, and spoke very slowly, "Does your warrior training have any targets, such as causing half or more of them to have a lower IQ or cerebellum atrophy?"
Warrior: Huh?
He was confused and replied weakly, "No. But if you don't treat my wound, I'm going to die from excessive blood loss."
When Rei Fūya heard this guy's heartbeat slowing down at a very fast rate, he knew that he was really going to die.
He raised his brow, took out powdered hemostatic medicine from his pocket and sprinkled it on the warrior's wound, then pulled the white cloth from his eyes and tied it around his shoulders.
Then he punched him on the forehead again, knocking him unconscious, and walked back to his previous position and waited silently.
Ten minutes later, the local police contacted by Yuya Kazami arrived and quickly handcuffed the man and took him away, waiting for the handover to the public security department.
Only then did Furuya Rei walk towards the main road, hailed a taxi, and rushed to keep his appointment with Hiro.
Before, he was surrounded by people from the organization, and he had to kill all those who offended him.
There is no need for that now. There are no organized people around, and he used violent law enforcement to retaliate against the other party for saying that he had small eyes. He can just be sent to the police station and locked up.
Sitting in the car, Fūya Ling nodded with satisfaction. I am worthy of being the number one person in the organization and public security!
At this time, not far from the ruins of the safe house, Zhu Fu Jingguang was alone, feeling the faint cold wind. He held his mobile phone and took a deep breath for a long time, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on his face.
Don't be angry, there's nothing to be angry about. It's just that the cat ran away again. He should be used to it!
Fortunately, the other party now knows to come back!
Zhu Fujing's eyes were dark, and black air was emerging from the background.
In an alley not far away, Rafi asked the logistics staff to clean up the scene. After dealing with the body, he looked at the time, 18:00.
I looked around, but couldn't even see a strand of the gentleman's hair.
Rafi could only give an indulgent smile. From the gentleman's cheerful back before he left, it was clear that it was not so easy to get a happy child back.
After sending a message to Alex, he returned to the car and waited patiently.
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped outside the community. After getting out of the car, Fūya Rei rushed towards Zhufu Jingguang.
At this time, more than an hour had passed since Zhu Fujingguang had been waiting alone.
"Jingguang!"
Fūya Rei's voice came from far away.
Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately turned around and saw someone running towards him. The corners of his mouth unconsciously raised an arc, and then as if he thought of something, his expression gradually dimmed.
He asked nonchalantly, "You're back from your adventures, that's rare."
Fūya Ling said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I forgot the time we agreed to meet when I arrested someone."
Zhu Fujingguang checked the man from head to toe and found no injuries on him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm glad you're okay."
"By the way, what should I call you now?" He asked casually, but his hand grabbed Fūya Ling's wrist, and his voice trembled slightly.
Fūya Ling slowly lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously moving on the blind stick. His movements seemed gentle, but they carried a dignified aura and solemn style.
When the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he had a kind of innocent and youthful feeling: "Ah, you found out."
He tilted his head, letting the evening breeze blow his golden hair around, his voice gradually becoming lighter: "You can call me - Guardian."
Guardian...?
Zhu Fu Jingguang silently recited this name, and his mouth was filled with a bitter taste.
"Can you tell me how you realized something was wrong?" he asked curiously, "and when did you realize it?"
Zhu Fujingguang stared at his friend's familiar face, but could no longer see the drooping eyes that often feigned innocence. The voice was still familiar, but the phrasing and pauses were completely different from before, and his words and actions were also very different from before.
If it weren't for some familiar little movements occasionally, he would even think that Xiao Tuanran had been replaced by someone or something else.
Well, there's only one reason left.
His chest was tearing with pain, and he clenched his fists again and again, trying to put on a calm and composed attitude. However, his hoarse and difficult voice revealed his true emotions: "...Is it a split personality?"
Fūya Rei's expression remained unchanged as he said indifferently, "No."
Zhu Fujingguang ignored him and said, "Two personalities?"
Jianggu Ling: "No..."
"Three?"
Fūya Rei was silent. He counted carefully and found that there were six in total, including his own body.
As if he got some answer from his expression, Zhu Fujingguang didn't want to guess anymore. He held his friend tightly, covered his cheeks, and sobbed weakly with his trembling body.