Over the years, no one has ever commented on him like this, whether before or after he went undercover.
Jingguang motioned for him to sit over.
Zhu Fu Jingguang thought about it and decided to sit down.
"Then can I contact Zero and tell him about this?"
Jing Guang glanced at him and said, "It's up to you, but don't tell anyone about my existence and your next disguise and location."
Zhu Fujingguang nodded and smiled helplessly.
We are all adults, why are we still acting like children?
To people I'm not familiar with, I'm like a social phobic.
"good."
He walked aside and turned on his phone.
Although all the contact information in it had been deleted, he still knew Zero's contact information by heart.
He pressed his fingers lightly and sent an "advertisement" message.
[Dear Sir, our company's latest mobile phone products are very good. Please contact me. If you need them, I will make an appointment for the best discount. ]
If you read the last few words of this advertisement backwards, it would be [Reply, I’m fine.]
On this side, Rei Furuya listened to GIN being criticized by the boss and Rum, and after reporting the situation to Rum, he returned to his safe house.
After a careful and silent search, making sure there were no signs of anyone having entered the room and no eavesdropping devices or monitors, he carefully took out another cell phone.
There are a bunch of unread advertising text messages on it.
And he found the "message" sent by Zhu Fu Jingguang among many genuine advertising text messages.
"......" Hiro......
It's great that you're still alive.
He made a quick phone call.
Jingguang over there just picked some suitable herbs from the forest and applied them to Zhufu Jingguang.
He hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, and he had a lot of wounds on his body after escaping death.
After being blown by the wind for more than an hour, I successfully developed a fever.
Um.
Jingguang used cool mountain spring water to wet the gauze on his body and applied the cold compress to Zhufu Jingguang's forehead.
Zhu Fujingguang was given a simple dressing and bandage.
I finally got some rest.
Then the phone rang.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had fallen asleep, opened his eyes as if by reflex and immediately scanned the surroundings. At the same time, he put his hands on his waist, pulled out his gun and aimed at the only living person in the cave.
He looked at the scene in front of him blankly.
Even a little unconscious.
Jingguang sighed and pressed his hand.
Yes, his hands.
He didn't have a gun on his back.
Maybe he was confused because of the fever, or...
Even if he is sick, he has to remain highly alert and cannot trust anyone. This has become his habit.
Jingguang couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. He always felt uncomfortable and...heartbroken.
He whispered, "It's safe now. It's okay, Brother Zhufu."
Perhaps a certain word stimulated Zhu Fu Jingguang, his eyes suddenly became sharp and his mind became clear.
"...Sorry, Jingguang, I was confused in my sleep."
He opened his mouth and whispered.
"fine,"
Jing Guang shook his head, pointed to the phone in his pocket that was no longer vibrating or buzzing, and said, "I just got a call from you."