"Can't I say that it was my big brother who saved me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes suddenly curved.

"It's better not to."

He said it softly, but after he finished speaking, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he took out a pen from his pocket, then squatted down and wrote a string of English words on the palm of Hiroki Sawada's hand.

“This is my friend’s email address.”

Zhu Fujingguang didn't know whether what he did was right or not.

Perhaps they were just overthinking it. Thomas Schindler was not a bad person. The reason why he was so strictly controlled was entirely for Hiroki Sawada's safety.

But he couldn't help but wonder, what if Thomas Schindler really wanted to imprison Hiroki Sawada?

What if he really imprisoned Hiroki Sawada and made him work for him for his own benefit?

So, Hiroki Sawada is a child, and a foreign child who has no one to rely on here and even his mother has passed away. Facing a business tycoon like Thomas Schindler, he probably can't even find a chance to seek help from outsiders?

That's why he wrote the email address of his contact on the palm of his hand.

It was just to provide him with a way out.

"You may not believe me."

After all, we only met once.

"But I think you can see that I mean no harm."

Zhu Fujingguang pursed his lips, his blue eyes looked straight into Sawada Hiroki's eyes, and said seriously:

"If Thomas Schindler bullies you, or for any reason you want to leave the country and get away from Thomas Schindler, then you can contact this person."

Hiroki Sawada was a little dazed.

He didn't expect to hear such words from the mouth of the older brother in front of him.

"You mean... Mr. Schindler might do something bad to me?"

Although Hiroki Sawada is only 6 years old, he can actually vaguely sense Thomas Schindler's behavior, which is called care but is actually supervision.

But for now, what he did was still within his acceptable range and not too excessive.

So he didn't take Zhu Fujingguang's words too seriously, but subconsciously memorized the string of English letters in his mind.

Morofushi Kagemitsu did not make him believe his idea all of a sudden. In fact, for himself, after hearing Sawada Hiroki's question, he relaxed a little.

At least he asked this question, which means Thomas Schindler is still treating him well.

Although he didn't know what the future would be like, Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't want him to be able to contact this email address one day.

"I also hope that I am just overthinking it, but..."

He gently raised the corner of his lip, and his blue cat eyes curved up:

"Just think of it as a guarantee for the younger generation. If someone really bullies you, we have to teach them a lesson."

I noticed Toru Amuro's figure with my sharp eyes. He had already kicked off the wedge heels on his feet and was walking barefoot through the crowd.

Zhu Fujingguang stood up and patted Sawada Hiroki's shoulder gently.

"Remember our agreement."

After saying that, he walked in the direction where Amuro Toru left, leaving Sawada Hiroki staring blankly at his back. It was not until he heard Thomas Schindler's concerned voice that he slowly came back to his senses.

"Hiroki? Hiroki? Are you okay? Are you scared?"

"Mr. Schindler."

Subconsciously, Hiroki Sawada clenched his fist, pretended to be very natural, and put it in his pocket.

"I'm fine."

He said in a low voice, as to how much shadow Zhu Fujingguang's words left in his heart, only he himself knew.

Whether it was Hoshino Aoi, Morofushi Kagemitsu, or Amuro Toru, they all had more important things to do at this time, such as -

Throwing dirty water on 'rye'.

Of course, in the eyes of the system, this is not an act of throwing dirty water, but that Hoshino Aoi has finally come to her senses and knows that she must complete the task well.

Shuichi Akai didn't think they were throwing dirty water on him. After all, those FBI agents in the venue were indeed arranged by him.

However, in front of these three codenamed members, he would never admit that he was an undercover agent!

How is that different from suicide?

so--

"Don't be ridiculous. Scotland and I have been in constant contact. Even if you want to throw dirty water on me, you should consider whether I have the time, right?"

Facing three pairs of oppressive eyes, his expression did not change at all.

No……

There are still some.

After hearing Toru Amuro point out that there were plainclothes police in the venue and questioning him, his eyes seemed to become colder, but he soon returned to normal. If Hoshino Aoi had not already had the answer in her heart, she would probably not have been able to notice the instantaneous change in his eyes.

"Come to think of it, Bourbon is the one who has the most time to arrange this wonderful show, right?"

Akai Shuichi said coldly:

"From the very beginning, you've been trying to get rid of Yamamoto Taro on your own, and now you've snatched the credit away from Middles. Who knows what your plan is? What if you're looking for someone to replace him? Faking your own death to get away isn't impossible, right?"

Yes, that's right.

Although the explosion was detonated under the control of Aoi Hoshino, Taro Yamamoto, who was supposed to die in the explosion, actually died at the hands of Toru Amuro.

——He did take advantage of the chaos to attack Yamamoto Taro, but he did not keep him in the venue as agreed and let him be killed by the bomb installed in the venue.

Instead, he took advantage of the chaos to open fire. Coupled with the explosion of the second bomb and the chaos at the time, he was not discovered and was able to get away with it.

Of course, due to his sudden action, the target of the mission died prematurely, so 'Middles' did not detonate the bomb installed in the center of the venue, but unexpectedly ended up without any injuries.

Thinking of this, Akai Shuichi's eyes narrowed.

Did he do it intentionally or unintentionally?

If it was intentional, then his identity would also need to be questioned.

but……

He looked at Toru Amuro, who was refuting his words and throwing dirty water on him at the same time. He felt that if it were him, it would not be impossible for him to do such a thing in order to grab the credit.