Chapter 95 Friends, the Law, Surrender Immediately, Leave No Trace...
Fu Ze then realized that he had been too engrossed in his work and had said far too much.
There were so many questions that they aroused the doubts of the boss's son, a cheerful and somewhat naive teenager who was deeply troubled by his love life.
In situations like these, the more you explain, the more you try to cover it up.
Okay, then I won't explain!
Fu Ze coughed, "...I have my own sources of information. What? You're allowed to have friends, but I'm not?"
As a "friend," the boss's son quietly changed the subject: "So, would you dislike Harami Hoshi for these reasons?"
Although he knew he might not be very good at reading people, he could still clearly sense the genuine emotion in the other person's words when describing Yuan Jianxing.
It seemed as if the other party wasn't criticizing Hara Mihoshi's shortcomings, but rather complaining and blaming him.
“Actually, I’ve already decided not to like him anymore,” Fu Ze answered frankly. “However, there’s another reason for this, and it has nothing to do with his personal shortcomings. The reason itself is rather complicated and private, so I won’t go into details.”
For some reason, when Fu Ze said those words, it seemed as if the wind around him froze for a moment.
"Speaking of which, the key point is how your friend needs to be seen." Nudging his boss's son with his elbow, Fu Ze asked, "How does he usually interact with that female classmate?"
The boss's son recalled for a moment, then slowly said:
"I guess when I go to the cafeteria to get breakfast in the morning, I put her portion in the middle to keep it warm."
“When collecting homework, if she hasn’t finished, he’ll collect the other rows’ homework first and leave hers until the very end.”
“When she was on duty wiping the blackboard, she couldn’t reach the top, so he would pretend to be passing by and wipe it for her.”
"And... um... he also collected the songs that the other person occasionally shared on social media accounts and created a separate playlist..."
As they spoke, the boss's son's voice gradually faded under Fu Ze's gaze across the table, who said, "Son, your father is very disappointed in you."
Faced with this young man, just beginning to experience romantic feelings and feeling lost, Fu Ze chose to impart all his knowledge and skills:
"The first rule of this pursuit is: doing is important, and doing things that can move the other person, not just move yourself."
"Regarding the last piece about music, your friend's actions were purely self-indulgent and self-indulgent. The girl didn't benefit from it at all, yet he still gets the label of being secretly admired and having sacrificed for her."
Although Fu Ze was analyzing the boss's son's actions, he gradually connected the conversation to himself.
Fortunately, his death was entirely to take away the dangers and troubles that came because of him from Yuan Jianxing. Although it was a self-sacrifice without consulting the other party, it was definitely not a case of self-pity.
"The second rule of pursuit: It's also important to be seen."
"Although you talked about a lot of details in your life, it was basically a monologue from your perspective. She probably couldn't understand it at all."
"Even if it's just buying sanitary napkins or making jujube water for a girl during her period, right?"
Despite Fu Ze's seemingly eloquent explanations, he himself handled things haphazardly when faced with the same situation.
But... am I good to Hara Mihoshi?
Perhaps from Yuan Jianxing's perspective, he also appeared without warning, killed Wan Chuanqiu irrationally, and then cunningly entangled himself with him, bringing him all sorts of unnecessary troubles, before disappearing abruptly and leaving behind a mess.
"The third principle of pursuit: genuine respect and sincere appreciation."
At this point, Fu Ze regained his confidence.
He has a clear conscience about this.
No one was more certain than him about the adrenaline-pumping moments that made him realize how extraordinary and radiant Hara Miki was.
It was through the little things in daily life that I came to appreciate Yuan Jianxing's meticulousness, gentleness, and thoughtfulness.
"You just said that the girl is only applying to the Executive Officer Academy to pursue Yuan Jianxing. Is it possible that she originally wanted to become an Executive Officer and that's why she's doing this?"
"It's really terrible to misinterpret someone's dream as idol worship."
"Of course, I believe that classmate must have his own outstanding qualities, which is why your friend admires him."
"But in your description, the way these two people get along could be applied to any young couple."
Raising his hand to stop the boss's son, who seemed about to argue, Fu Ze said, word by word, "The universality of emotions is that they are not suitable."
"A truly suitable relationship must be special, one that no one else can enter or even replace."
On the surface, these last words were addressed to the other person, but in reality, Fu Ze was speaking to himself.
Although he said he had "let go" and "didn't like it anymore," Fu Ze still felt somewhat sad whenever he thought that the memories he left for Yuan Jianxing would be replaced by someone else someday.
As that person experiences more things with Hara Mihoshi, all the things that he and Hara Mihoshi went through together will be like marks repeatedly polished by sandpaper, until one day no trace can be seen anymore.
"In short, your friend has a long way to go." Forcibly interrupting his own thoughts, Fu Ze summarized, "Anyway, have your friend try to make changes based on what I said."
"Fortunately, the campus is an environment where many factors beyond one's control, such as family background, can be eliminated, and it is one of the few environments where you reap what you sow. This includes both academics and love."
Stretching, Fu Ze slapped the boss's son on the shoulder and added, "If there's really no other way, use up your Uncle Zhao's wish fulfillment quota and get Yuan Jianxing's contact information."
Having analyzed the problem and provided action strategies, Fu Ze felt he had done everything he could for the boss's son who had led the way.
He jumped off the plastic horse, put his mask back on, and walked towards Zhao Hongde's location. "It's almost time. I'm going back now. Do as you please."
As if remembering something, he turned back before leaving: "As for the content of our conversation, I will keep it a secret for you."
After walking a dozen steps and turning a corner, Fu Ze realized that the boss's son had not followed.
Assuming the other person had already gone home in the opposite direction, or perhaps wanted to be alone for a while to process the dating tips she had just learned, Fu Ze didn't think much of it and continued on his way toward his previously set goal.
It was this small oversight that prevented him from noticing a dark figure, whose identity he would recognize at a glance, darting out from near the area where the two had just been talking and quietly taking the boss's son away.
However, when Fu Ze returned to the spot where the two had been talking, Zhao Hongde had already disappeared.
Listening to the unusually quiet construction site around him, Fu Ze vaguely sensed something was wrong, but he still held onto a sliver of hope.
What if Zhao Hongde just had to leave temporarily?
Indeed, just as he muttered to himself, "Where is everyone?", Fu Ze received a response.
However, instead of Zhao Hongde, he was met with several beams of light that appeared deathly white even before nightfall, shining from all directions.
Several high-speed amphibious motorcycles, which appeared out of nowhere, were landing on the surrounding buildings at varying heights.
In terms of quantity, it matches the configuration of a complete executive special forces squadron.
Fu Ze sneered.
I've been betrayed by Zhao Hongde...
Thankfully, I approached the situation with a "good talk and negotiation" attitude and the utmost sincerity, and made the best possible "deal" with the other party. If I had known, I would have simply become a "murderer and thief."
Over there, the lead executive began to shout to Fu Ze below: "Unregistered holder of the [key], you are surrounded. Stop resisting and surrender immediately."
Upon hearing this, Fu Ze immediately rolled his eyes.
Surrounded? Surrendered? What an international joke.
Perhaps to avoid alerting the enemy, even the executor closest to Fu Ze was currently only about a hundred meters away.
At this distance, the accuracy of the gun is no longer very high.
In addition, because this place used to be the site of Shifengtun for manufacturing amusement park equipment, there are a lot of equipment and materials piled up on the ground, which makes the terrain here quite complicated.
In other words, the speed of the motorcycle in land mode is basically irrelevant here.
As for flight mode, well, you might not even be able to hit a single moving target accurately, let alone a dual moving target?
In conclusion, only a fool would surrender.
Having made up his mind, Fu Ze took action.
He then darted away to the back of a makeshift rest area made of iron plates.
Seeing that Fu Ze did not obey orders and surrender, the officer who was waiting at the most suitable angle to launch an attack decisively opened fire.
However, just as Fu Ze had predicted, the bullet landed about ten meters away from him and then disappeared after several bounces, causing him no harm whatsoever.
The only thing that surprised Fu Ze was that the executive officer had fired a tranquilizer dart.
Is this... not intended to cause any damage? That's not like the style of the Executive Special Forces.
Suddenly, Fu Ze recalled the conference he had attended that morning.
"From this moment on, no one must be careless in any action."
"And absolutely no fatal injury should be inflicted on the suspect."
"I want it, alive!"
The order was given by Yuan Jianxing in the morning, and everyone carried it out by evening. Such strong execution.
Putting aside his contempt, Fu Ze calmed down and quickly observed the distribution of the current executives through the gaps in the metal panels behind him.
Although the number of enemies was similar to the time I escaped from the South District Motel, the difference was that I had absolute initiative then, and even had much more time to prepare.
But the overall strategy remains the same: openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass.
Based on Fu Ze's understanding of the equipment and configuration of the Executive Special Forces, as long as he returned to the Demon Lizard 757, it would be like a fish swimming in water, or a tiger with wings.
With at least that few numbers, the other side is absolutely incapable of encircling us.
Guided by a clear plan, Fu Ze devised the best escape route in just a few seconds and immediately put it into action.
Seeing that Fu Ze had made a move, the executives, who had originally adhered to the principle of "if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move," also swooped down from their waiting positions and began to surround and intercept him.
Despite Fu Ze's several attempts to break through by abruptly changing direction and taking advantage of the terrain, each attempt was precisely thwarted.
As the encirclement tightened, he quickly analyzed the operational patterns and combat habits of this group of executives.
Suddenly, he realized that there must be a weak point in the defense on the east side of the entire team.
After using a feint to create a diversion, he immediately turned around and went to check the situation there.
Sure enough, the doors were wide open.
Seeing that the opportunity was too good to pass up, Fu Ze immediately rushed out and continued to act according to his plan.
Meanwhile, the executives were having a lively conversation on their mobile communication channels.
"The chief operative said before that we should leave a clue without leaving a trace. You've done a better job of being discreet in letting things slide!"
"Please rest assured, we did not hold back at all. It was the enemy who was too cunning and used a feint to attract my attention."
"Hey, hey, hey, although the content is a bit unusual, don't forget, the mission objective is still to capture the enemy and bring them to justice."
"I heard that last time, more than ten people surrounded a group of people who had escaped and the chief punished them severely during the penalty training."
"Hehe, it's only because the chief is nice that he only punishes you with extra training and not fines you."
"No? He's not even on this channel, do you have to be so obsequious!"
"Alright, stop arguing! Anyway, the chief said we should send the people over there and leave the rest to him."
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Author's Note: Savvy readers have already guessed what the next chapter will be about! [noob emoji]
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