Chapter 31 Alarm, cooperation, make him kneel down. The rhinoceros horn doesn't recognize Borg...

"Do I really want to wear this outfit?" Fu Ze tried to make a last-ditch effort.

"As instructed by your superior, to ensure your safety, you need to disguise yourself so that even your closest friends and family would have a hard time recognizing you." Cui Ya took two steps back and began to dart around Fu Ze, observing him from different distances and angles.

"As a photographer, it is perfectly reasonable for me to bring someone dressed in haute couture into a commercial shoot."

Haute couture...

Fu Ze does not deny that beauty can have diverse definitions, but in Fu Ze's traditional understanding, at least four-fifths of haute couture are outlandish clothes that carry the designer's beautiful vision.

At least the outfit he's wearing definitely does!

After circling Fu Ze three or four times, Cui Ya finally stepped to the side, satisfied, and showed his masterpiece to Yuan Jianxing, who was sitting on the sofa: "How is it?! Doesn't it perfectly meet your needs?!"

Yuan Jianxing nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement.

To be honest, if Yuan Jianxing hadn't personally witnessed Cui Ya changing Fu Ze's clothes, he would have found it hard to believe that the star-like figure in front of him, who could be dragged onto the runway at any time and become the most flamboyant focus of the entire event, was the same person who had shoved him whole into the executive uniform that morning.

But it's still one step away.

Yuan Jianxing stood up and walked towards Fu Ze, who was engaged in a tug-of-war with Cui Ya over the distribution of clothing fabric.

"Believe me, this is really how it was designed!" Cui Ya tried to put a piece of clothing that Fu Ze had pulled down a bit back into place.

"This has nothing to do with whether you believe it or not, what's wrong with that little bit!" Fu Ze was determined to protect the only piece of cloth that could cover his navel.

"A small mistake can lead to a huge error, do you understand?"

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, Hara Kensei arrived at the battlefield.

Upon seeing Yuan Jianxing approaching, Fu Ze immediately sounded an alarm.

WARNING! WARNING!

He had discovered that whenever Yuan Jianxing approached him within half a meter, something bad would inevitably happen.

For example, yesterday when I went to drop off my luggage, this person came up behind me and immediately performed a series of smooth and skillful grappling techniques on me.

For example, the day before yesterday at the hotel, this person came up and immediately started choking me and violently searching my body.

etc……

There's no need to go back that far; just this morning, this person woke himself up and then ruthlessly threw himself back onto the bed.

Their crimes are simply too numerous to list!

As Fu Ze rapidly reviewed Yuan Jianxing's crimes in his mind, he subconsciously took a step back, and then, by sheer coincidence, stepped on the edge of the platform, lost his footing, and fell backward.

At any other time, such a small loss of balance would not have been difficult for Fu Ze; he could have easily regained his balance with just a small step back.

However, he was wearing a pair of sky-high heels that Cui Ya said "must be locked to this outfit," so that the "back step" that should have been his savior became a catalyst that exacerbated his falling tendency.

Just as Fu Ze had mentally prepared himself and began to perform the recovery maneuver, a tremendous force acting on his belt pulled him back.

Yes, that's right, a belt.

And the source of this power is Hara Mihoshi.

At first, Yuan Jianxing seemed to be trying to put his arm around Fu Ze's waist, but halfway through the action, he seemed to realize something and then changed his direction and grabbed Fu Ze's belt instead.

In a sense, however, there is no difference between the two, and even the latter...

Having regained his balance, Fu Ze took a deep breath without changing his expression, trying to avoid skin-to-skin contact with the fingers of Yuan Jianxing that were hooked on his belt by pulling in his stomach.

However, Yuan Jianxing seemed unaware of this, and even pulled Fu Ze harder when he noticed Fu Ze trying to dodge.

"Stand still, don't move."

As he spoke, he reached out and adjusted Fu Ze's flashy headdress, which matched the other's clothes perfectly.

After doing all this, he took a step back and casually removed the fingers that were resting on Fu Ze's belt.

"This way it's more discreet from a surveillance perspective."

Fu Ze glanced suspiciously at the full-length mirror beside him.

With his aesthetic sense, it would be difficult for him to see the difference between his past self and his present self.

"Really?" he asked Cui Ya for confirmation.

"Indeed." Having witnessed the entire event, Cui Ya could only nod repeatedly, barely daring to breathe.

Not to mention pulling out the piece of fabric that Yuan Jianxing had "subconsciously" tucked into Fu Ze's belt.

"Now that you're ready, let's go." Yuan Jianxing tossed a miniature communicator to each of Fu Ze and Cui Ya.

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L City, a used furniture city.

"Hey, teacher, look this way, give me a look, okay?" Cui Ya, now in the role of photographer, was unusually enthusiastic, to the point that Fu Ze even suspected that the fragile young man in the studio earlier was a product of his imagination.

Seeing that Fu Ze remained motionless like a wooden statue, Cui Ya poked his head out from behind the camera and tapped his earpiece, trying to persuade him gently: "Teacher, please cooperate."

"Cooperate with him." At the same time, Yuan Jianxing's voice came through Fu Ze's earpiece, vibrating against his eardrums, "Attracting the attention of passersby will help increase the obstacles to the Kangming Group's actions and ensure the safety of your operation."

Fu Ze thought to himself, "Anyway, it's not you who's embarrassed."

As if on the same wavelength, Yuan Jianxing on the other end of the earpiece added, "Don't worry about being embarrassed. With your current outfit, no one can tell what you look like."

But you know it's me!

"Or are you saying you don't know how?" Perhaps it was through the radio waves, but Yuan Jianxing actually laughed for once. "Then I miscalculated."

...

A mere provocation...

It's actually quite useful.

Then let the Chief Executive witness the style of the "optimal aesthetic solution" forged by two or three hundred beauties in the "workplace" of this place of pleasure!

Cui Ya keenly noticed the change in Fu Ze's attitude and immediately captured the most natural moment before the other party fully entered the state.

Seeing Fu Ze's intense gaze, perfectly framed by the light and shadow cast through the lattice screen and piercing through his fine hair, Cui Ya forced himself to remain calm and continued his performance: "Done, perfect!"

And so, in full view of everyone, the two arrived at the place where Du Yang had suddenly disappeared in the previous video recording.

After greeting the staff, Cui Ya picked up the power cord and began setting up a new camera to fill in the missing footage.

Fu Ze, while relaxing his sore ankles from wearing high heels for too long, carefully examined the situation.

Ever since killing Snake Eyes on the rooftop and gaining a tiny bit of power, as fine as a layer of powder scraped off plaster, Fu Ze was certain that there was some extremely strong connection between himself and the [Key].

However, since he was only a novice in this area, he failed to immediately detect the fluctuations caused by the quiet reappearance of the [Key], which was the "flash" of the man he had captured in Cuiya Restaurant.

At this moment, without any interference, he was able to accurately detect the power in the surrounding environment that was of the same origin as the remnants of the [key] on Snake Eyes.

Just as Fu Ze was trying to memorize this feeling, a completely identical but exceptionally fierce wave suddenly burst through the wall and enveloped him completely.

Fu Ze's breath hitched.

This feeling of being enveloped was exactly the same as the feeling he had when he was tightly wrapped in cocoon silk during each of his "death and rebirth" experiences!

The process is just much faster, much faster!

He felt as if his entire being had been broken down into tiny pieces, recorded in the process of being annihilated at the speed of light, and then perfectly recreated in the next instant.

Just as Fu Ze felt himself stepping back onto the ground, the sounds of doors being kicked open, chaotic footsteps, and several crisp cocking sounds forcibly activated his hearing.

Those who understand the times are wise.

Fu Ze raised his hands without any regard for his image, and then all his devices, including the communicator that Yuan Jianxing had given him, were taken from his body.

After a brief standoff, a slightly hoarse, husky voice suddenly echoed in the space: "Make him kneel down."

In the blink of an eye, the two rifle butts slammed into the backs of Fu Ze's knees from behind, forcing him to kneel down with a thud.

Fu Ze's out-of-control knee slammed into the ground, and the impact and pain that shot straight up the back of his head along the bone made him gasp.

Just as his vision was slightly darkened by the impact, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Fu Ze from some direction and, with a completely unkind manner, pulled his bangs and a section of hair up to the top of his head.

Fu Ze's eyelids also grew larger with the other person's movements, completely revealing his gray-purple eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a bright light shone from the back of the phone, causing Fu Ze's vision to blur and wander.

This person actually took a picture right up to Fu Ze's face.

Judging from his subsequent hand movements, he probably sent the photo of Fu Ze that he had just taken to someone.

While this man was doing this, two of his men brought over a chair and placed it very neatly behind him.

The reply came quickly, and the person visibly frowned as he read it, then shifted his weight back and sat down with his legs wide open.

His trouser legs rode up slightly as he sat down, and Fu Ze took the opportunity to notice that one of the other's ankles, along with the parts extending upwards and downwards, was made of metal.

So this person is the one who brought the "key" to the research institute, as mentioned by Snake Eyes when he explained the truth about Charon's crossing on the rooftop!

After realizing the other party's true identity, Fu Ze suddenly noticed a very contradictory point.

Instead of immediately confronting himself, the rhinoceros horn took a picture of its own face—especially its distinctive eyes—and then used the photo to verify its identity with someone else.

In other words, Rhinoceros Horn did not know Bogdan personally, but he had heard of him.

However, simply because he had heard of Bogdan, Rhinoceros Horn, who wielded considerable power, dared not directly attack this "traitor" who appeared to have broken free of the Kangming Group's control. He could only send someone with a bomb to test the waters, using Hara Mikihoshi as a pretext…

This suggests that Bogdan must have some powerful backing, at least someone that Rhinoceros Horn wouldn't easily mess with.

Thinking of this, Fu Ze suddenly felt confident, and was even able to straighten his back and look straight up at the rhinoceros horn sitting in the chair.

Since you took the initiative to "invite" me here, wouldn't it be a loss if I didn't take some spoils with me?

Fu Ze has always been like this; he will bet everything he has if there is even the slightest chance of winning.

After all, the third most important principle in his life was—

The wind! The waves! The bigger! The fish! The more expensive!

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Author's Note: It's really a double update, what else can I do? That's how I spoil my readers! [pat on the head]