Fake 23

Fake 23

It takes two and a half hours from Tokyo to Nagano if the road conditions are good, but about five hours if there is a traffic jam.

Ishii Kazuki stepped on the brakes, unbuckled his seat belt, picked up his coat on the back seat, got out of the car and went to the back seat. The back seat could be easily lifted up with the right method. Ishii Kazuki exerted force with his left hand and saw his friend curled up inside.

"Don't get a stiff neck in such an awkward position," Ishii Kazuki complained, and he reached out to pull the man up and put his hand on his shoulder, "And the coat..." He was silent for a moment when he saw the dark red stains left on the coat, then reached out to turn the coat over and put it on Zhufu Jingguang, patting the face of his classmate whom he hadn't seen for a long time, "Be careful not to catch a cold."

In the dim night, no one noticed this busy man. If anyone saw him, they probably thought he was just a kind-hearted man who was sending his drunk friend home. Ishii Kazuki carried a gorilla and quickly found the houseplate with "Zhu Fu" written on it based on his memory. He stood at the entrance with his friend. From behind, it seemed that he was reaching into his pocket to look for the key, but in fact, Ishii Kazuki just took out a paper clip, put it into the keyhole, and opened the door in less than two seconds.

"Mr. Gao Ming..." Ishii Kazuki had no idea that he was illegally intruding, and he directly called out the name of the owner of the house. He put Zhu Fu Jingguang in the entrance hall, closed the door, and pounded his waist tiredly, "Are you there? I called earlier-"

"Ishii-kun, welcome to my humble home," Zhu Fu Gaoming appeared at the entrance without knowing when, squatted down with a helpless look on his face to observe Zhu Fu Jingguang's condition, and after pinching his face to confirm that his brother was just asleep, his tense expression relaxed a little, "It is not a gentleman's behavior to take things without asking, and besides, I'm at home, why bother..."

"I'm used to it," Ishii Kazuki interrupted the flowery conversation. He didn't even use a key to go back to his own house, let alone someone else's. Seeing the helpless look in Zhufu Gaoming's eyes, he spoke faster and said, "This is Jingguang," the thief police officer pulled Zhufu Jingguang who was lying flat to make it easier for his brother to carry him away. "There's no disguise or plastic surgery. If you don't believe me, go get a DNA test."

Zhu Fu Gaoming nodded. He had just learned about Zhu Fu Jingguang's death from his brother's childhood friend a few days ago. Not long after that, his brother's classmate brought a living person back. It showed that he had a strong mental quality to remain calm. "What happened to him?" Feeling the unusual sleep quality of his brother in his arms, he frowned slightly, and worry appeared on his similar face.

"Give him some medicine. If he doesn't wake up in three days, call me using the contact number I left for you." Ishii Kazuki stared deeply at the comatose Morobushi Keimitsu, his brown eyes dim and unclear. Now that all disguises have been removed, the two good friends meet each other again in their true colors, but things have changed. "Don't let anyone find him before he wakes up."

Zhu Fushi Gao Ming is a smart man. As a policeman, he naturally knows what his brother who disappeared after graduation did. He will not ask if Ishii Kazuki does not tell him. "Protect him, Mr. Gao Ming."

The door closed again, as if no one had ever been there. Only Zhu Fu Jingguang, nestled in his brother's arms, proved that what just happened was not Zhu Fu Gaoming's fantasy.

"When you think there is no way out, you will find another village when you see willows and flowers," Zhu Fu Gaoming murmured to the closed door, "Shijing Jun..."

"I hope your military fortune will flourish."

...

"How is it?" Ishii Kazuki, who drove several hours back to Tokyo, avoided the surveillance personnel and went back to his home. As soon as he entered the house, he asked "Ishii Kazuki" who was wearing an apron and just poked his head out of the kitchen door, "No one noticed, right?"

"No," the "Ishii Kazuki" shook his head. He lifted up his disguise to reveal the face of Fang Fang Sousuke. The young man, who was a few years older, quickly removed his disguise. "They were just standing downstairs and watching."

I guess he got hurt by his own actions. Really...Isn't it just pretending to be dead a few times? Ishii Kazuki shrugged, stepped forward to help Fang Fang Sosuke remove his makeup, put his black-framed glasses back on his face and straightened them. "Thank you for your hard work," he patted Fang Fang Sosuke's face, "Be careful on the way back."

"You're welcome," Fang Shusuke smiled bitterly. He was never good at dealing with such proactive people. After thinking for a long time, he could only respond in a slightly timid tone, "Then I'll take my leave first..." He picked up his things, put his hand on the door handle, hesitated for a moment and said, "You just drove back, you probably haven't eaten yet, I made some fried pork with ginger sauce, it's in the kitchen..."

"Thank you," Ishii Kazuki sat on the sofa without raising his head, and just waved his hand to show that he understood, "Keep up your work, Mr. Housing."

With a sigh, the people in the room returned to their solitude again. The young man sat on the sofa, his eyes wandering in the air for a while, then he went into the kitchen and put the dishes in the microwave to heat them up, but he was stunned when he took the bowl and opened the rice cooker.

"...What? The rice isn't cooked yet..."

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