Chapter 2237

Looking at Lu Zishu who hadn't recovered from his shock yet, Duan Xu stood beside him and twisted his fist with a faint look: "Are you awake now?" "

..." Looking at Duan Xu who was ready to punch him again if he dared not to be awake, Lu Zishu touched his painful face and crawled to sit up.

He looked at the documents scattered on the ground, and then at Duan Xu. He didn't know whether he was really awake or afraid of being beaten. Finally, he nodded and said, "Sorry."

Duan Xu glanced at him, turned back to the desk, bent down and took out a black box from the safe next to him. It was wrapped in golden cloth. It can be seen that it was kept very cherished.

"These all belong to your brother. You decide whether you want to take them back or what to do with them."

Lu Zishu opened the box in front of Duan Xu. In addition to the certificate of honor, there was also a letter with Lu Zishu's personal message written on it.

Lu Zishu's eyes were slightly red, and he picked up the letter with trembling hands.

Duan Xu didn't expect there would be a letter in it. He took a look at it with some surprise and explained, "For the protection of your family, these will not be made public. But you can decide whether to tell Aunt Li and the others."

Lu Zishu raised his head and looked at him, and responded with a sob.

Duan Xu patted his shoulder, left the office first, and gave the space to Lu Zishu.

Lu Zishu opened the letter and found that it was a will written two years ago.

As early as the moment he became an undercover agent, Lu Zishu realized that he might not be able to walk out alive, so not only him, but in fact every undercover agent in the past would write a suicide note for himself, just in case.

But he was afraid that the suicide note would fall into the hands of the enemy, so he did not mention anything about himself in it. It was just an ordinary will, telling him to take good care of his parents and himself if anything happened to him.

Lu Zishu couldn't help crying while holding the suicide note with just a few words. His crying even came out through the crack in the door, attracting many people outside the office to look at him in surprise.

Duan Xu was guarding the door and just listened quietly.

About ten minutes later, the door of the office was reopened.

Lu Zishu's eyes were red and swollen from crying. Duan Xu frowned and heard him ask: "Is the heart of Lu Meng really my brother's?"

Duan Xu nodded.

"Then how can my brother come back after he died?"

"Lu Meng is not an ordinary person. He should have made a deal with your brother, but your brother refused any deal." Duan Xu explained.

Lu Zishu nodded, thought about it and still didn't give up: "Is there really no way? Jiaojiao..."

But before he finished his words, Duan Xu shook his head.

"Even if I am willing to transfer all my luck to my brother, is it not possible?" Lu Zishu didn't give up.

Duan Xu raised his head and looked at him.

Lu Zishu immediately understood what he meant.

He smiled bitterly. In fact, he knew it was impossible, but he still didn't give up and wanted to give it a try.

He turned around and packed all the documents, put them in a black box, picked them up carefully, and when he walked to the door, he thought of something and said, "You just punched me, so I owe you a punch."

"..." Duan Xu.

Lu Zishu did not take the box back home, fearing that his parents would find out. Instead, after thinking for a while, he deposited it in Lu Zhen's cemetery.