Artificial Life 8
Time is as fair as death, but there are always people who want to escape.
Everything was progressing in an orderly manner. Zhu Fu Jingguang contacted Tasmania Yu late at night after talking with You Xunran. The latter replied immediately as usual. No matter when he sent a message, he could respond quickly like a dedicated customer service, 24 hours a day. In response to the request of He Xi, the employee, he readily handed out another invitation letter to facilitate the cat-eyed young man's work, but this time he gave a fake identity name...
"Mr. Ichinose Saku," the ticket checker smiled warmly at the young man in front of him and pointed to the stairs with his white-gloved hand, "I wish you a pleasant time on the Selmus."
Zhu Fujingguang did not board the Selmes on the shore. He first took another ship to the high seas and then transferred to the Selmes on the way. Of course, according to official records, he never left the previous ship, but in fact he had stepped onto the deck of the Selmes one evening. At that time, the lighthouse on the seashore emitted a warm light, and the sea breeze brought a salty smell. At first glance, everything was so peaceful and harmonious.
"Thank you," Zhu Fu Jingguang did not refuse the staff's request to help carry the luggage. He looked nothing like Taki Hongguang and Kirisaki Shu. The cat-eyed young man didn't want to delve into the intention of the water plant to use his deceased colleague's real name in this fake identity. Whether it was a bad taste, or Wayne's backhand to his childhood, or the beating of the Tasmanian rain, it would be useless to delve into it at this moment. He had to concentrate on playing this character well - a slightly noble and indifferent young man, with an unknown mother and a powerful father. "Thank you."
The waiter bowed slightly, maintaining a perfect social distance as he took Zhu Fu Jingguang to the room. He looked at the people coming and going on the boat inconspicuously. Although he had concealed himself to a certain extent, the former public security officer who was now an undercover agent still saw many familiar celebrities, and his heart sank.
Zhu Fu Jingguang's room is a balcony cabin, where one can not only enjoy the sea view, but also the sunshine and sea breeze. The water plant never mistreats its subordinates in terms of funds. Judging from the way they spend money, the cat-eyed young man suspected that the money was taken from the Black Organization. After all, he had never been exposed to the financial affairs of the water plant and lacked understanding of the organization's financial sources.
Just before he walked into the room, the door next to Zhu Fu Jingguang opened, and a thirty-year-old Chinese man with a high nose and deep eyes walked out. His light hair was combed neatly. When he saw the waiter, he walked up quickly and spoke in a stiff Japanese language. "Hello," the man's gray-blue eyes attracted Zhu Fu Jingguang's attention. "I want to ask, when does the auction start?"
"Mr. Alexey Smirnov," the waiter bowed to show respect, "the auction is expected to be held at the auction house at seven o'clock four days later. Before that, you can feel free to visit the facilities on the cruise ship and spend a good time."
His face was peaceful, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, revealing his eight upper teeth, showing a standard smile, "Except for the auction..."
"——We also have other rich and colorful programs to offer to our distinguished guests."
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