Chapter 229 Miracle: A Conjecture That Made Him Excited
The man who came in was blond and wheat-skinned.
He was wearing a light beige windbreaker and a pair of lensless glasses. He had a handsome face and a dangerous aura. At this moment, he was squinting his eyes to look at himself.
With the familiar feeling coming over him, Zhu Fujingguang recognized who this person was at a glance.
Lin Xi once secretly took a photo of this person as a stalker. In the photo, this person had a faint smile on his face - isn't this a member of the Whisky band!
Come to think of it, Whisky... Whisky...
It is a kind of wine.
Miss Lin, Miss Lin, whose illegitimate fan are you?
Did you chase after the members of the organization?
Or do these organization members have side jobs?
Unlike when he saw the Polaroid photos in the United States, seeing the real person made Zhu Fujingguang feel more familiar.
Whether it was for the undercover mission or for his own blank past, he had to get in touch with him——
Zhu Fujingguang made up his mind in an instant.
However, the man's reaction was beyond his expectations.
A smile slowly appeared on the blond man's face, but that smile was neither warm nor gentle, instead it was filled with a chilling undertone.
"Punch, what are you up to?"
He walked slowly in through the door, and the door closed behind him and locked automatically.
The raised dust did not hinder his steps. His eyes were fixed on Zhu Fu Jingguang, as if trying to find a flaw in him.
Zhu Fujingguang admitted that such a look made him feel a little uncomfortable.
It only took him a few seconds to decide how to react. A confused and innocent expression appeared on his face. "Did you misunderstand something?"
"Punch-senpai isn't here."
The blond man looked completely unconvinced.
He seemed irritated, especially when he saw Zhu Fu Jingguang standing in the room where Scotland used to be.
"Why are you showing up with a dead man's face?" He sneered as he approached Zhu Fu Jingguang and reached out to touch his throat. "Are you still the rat who deceived me for so long?"
The instinctive sense of crisis made Zhu Fujingguang want to resist.
He knew this man must have misunderstood something. He thought he was Punch in disguise.
Marshall also emphasized that Punch's disguise skills were very advanced.
And the man in front of him must also be a member of the code name group.
If you are not a member of the Code Name Group, you will not be so disrespectful to Punch in your words.
His thoughts stopped here because his throat was strangled.
The instinctive sense of crisis eventually gave way to the familiarity that came from his soul. He just looked at the man quietly, his eyes filled with genuine confusion and—
eager.
His intuition told him that if he followed his familiarity, he would eventually find his memories. Zhu Fujingguang believed in his intuition and longed to regain his memories.
Just like now, he saw the blond man's expression frozen, staring into those gray-blue eyes, Zhu Fujingguang found the same confusion as his own.
Moreover, the strength of his hand gripping his throat loosened. Now, instead of strangling himself, he was using his hand to detect his own life beating with his pulse.
"Sir, I think you really misunderstood." From the time Amuro Toru approached until now, Zhu Fushigami did not retreat a single step.
His calmness made him look like the one pressing forward.
"Senior Punch asked me to report here," he said, his eyes raised. "I'm a new employee who just got a full-time job."
"I suppose you're also a member of the Codenames? I'm new here and I'm still unsure of the situation. Please forgive me if I've offended you."
"Now, can you let go of your hand?" He smiled. "You're making me a little uncomfortable, senior."
Amuro Toru loosened his grip.
He appeared calm on the outside, but his heart was already in turmoil.
There are no signs of disguise.
Neither Vermouth nor Punch had any reason to use this face to deceive him.
Since Scotland's death, the name has rarely been mentioned in the organization.
Moreover, this person is too much like Hiro in both expression and tone.
Apart from being younger, he is no different from the previous Hiro.
Besides being younger...
Amuro Toru suddenly thought of something.
He slowly loosened his grip and smiled again.
Compared to his previous cold smile, this time his smile could be described as sunny and warm.
But there was also a bit of scrutinizing suspicion, and something hidden deeper - Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't see clearly what it was, but he felt that the emotion was a little scorching.
"She asked you to report here and even let you into this room?" Amuro Toru looked at the violin case placed beside the bed. "Do you know who owned this room before?"
This is a question that doesn't require much thought to guess the answer.
"I know, Senior." Zhu Fushi Jingguang said, "This is the room where Senior Scotland used to live."
Ever since he joined the organization, everyone has treated him as Scotland's stand-in.
Even he himself thought he was Scottish.
The young man looked at the man quietly. That young face kept reminding Amuro Toru that the person standing in front of him was not the person who stood beside him before.
The look he gave him was calm and... unfamiliar.
But, isn’t it really?
From the first moment he saw this person, Amuro Toru's intuition told him that this person was Morofushi Kagemitsu.
Toru Amuro never trusts his intuition.
Intuition is always unreliable.
He only believes in reasoning and evidence.
Many thoughts flashed through Amuro Toru's mind. The scene on the rooftop on the day of Morobushi Kagemitsu's death reappeared before his eyes, frame by frame, finally freezing at the moment the red-haired girl pulled the trigger.
Blood spurted out from the back of his best friend's head, and white brain matter fell on the low wall of the rooftop in spots.
The hand he had just extended stopped in mid-air.
The girl reached over him and supported the body of her best friend who was about to fall.
She picked up the body.
What was her look like at that time?
—Calm. Absolutely calm.
Toru Amuro finally grasped the source of that slight sense of incongruity.
There was neither hatred nor anger, neither regret nor sadness in the girl's eyes.
She took the body away.
According to her personality, that was not the emotion she should have.
"Yes." Amuro Toru lowered his head, "This... is Scotland's old room."
A conjecture that made him ecstatic gradually took shape and lingered in his mind.
"I used to live next door to him."
If his guess was correct, the girl had staged a show for them on the rooftop, deceiving both him and Akai Shuichi.
"He and I often act together."
She went all out and even invited Gin to the funeral.
"We didn't have code names at the time, and Punch was the teacher responsible for guiding us and the examiner for the code name assessment."
If his guess is correct...
"He's a great shot. He's a pleasure to work with."
The person in front of me should be Hiro.
The blond man smiled.
He smiled brightly, but Zhu Fujingguang felt for some reason that he was about to cry.
“…It was really pleasant,” he said, “until he died three summers ago.”
Zhu Fujingguang understood why the desk calendar was stuck on July 2002.
But three years ago...
That was when he was taken to America.
"I'm sorry," he said sincerely.
"No need to apologize." Amuro Toru said, "He is undercover."
"Oh." Zhu Fujingguang said dryly, "I know."
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
Zhu Fujingguang tried to ignore the overly sentimental tone of the man's reminiscence: "Um, senior, are you hungry?"
"I can cook. If you don't mind, would you like to try my cooking?"
Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment.
"There's no food in the refrigerator," he said. "This place has been abandoned for a long time."
"Uh, then I'll go to the mall to buy some food..."
"Need not."
Amuro Toru said, "Did the organization send you a mobile phone? There is a logistics department in the organization's app. You can contact the buyer and ask him to buy fresh vegetables and bring them here... That's how we used to do it."
"Okay." Zhu Fu Jingguang did as he was told.
"Can I order some food?" asked Toru Amuro.
Zhu Fujingguang: "Ah?"
Amuro Toru: "You just asked me to try your cooking. Can I order something?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded: "What would you like to eat, Senior? Let me see if I can make it."
Toru Amuro: "Sandwich."
Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a moment and nodded.
It was so simple. He thought this person would make things difficult for him.
"Let's clean the house together while we wait for the food to arrive," Amuro Toru said casually, "There's too much dust in here."
"Oh, oh, okay."
Zhu Fujingguang nodded, "Senior, do you want to clean your room too?"
"Of course. I'd like to come back and stay sometimes."
"oh……"
"What task did Punch give you?"
"Ah, Senior Punch hasn't contacted me yet..."
"She sent you directly here?"
"Yes."
"hehe……"
"What's wrong, Senior? Were you also called here by Senior Punch?"
"...I guess so. You don't need to use honorifics with me."
"Oh, okay...um, senior."
"What's wrong?"
"Do you know the band Whisky?"
"?" Amuro Toru paused, "Where did you hear this phrase?"
"Uh, an old friend..."
Amuro Toru: "Punch has always had strange things in her mind. When we first arrived, she told us not to do any bloody work, saying that with our looks, the organization that debuted here could make us big stars."
"The name of the band was Whisky Band. Scotland was the bassist, I was the drummer, and Rye was the lead singer. But Gin strongly stopped us."
"Later I found out that she really took us because we were good-looking, not because of our good grades in the training camp."
"Oh oh." Zhu Fu Jingguang responded twice, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift to Lin Xi.
The Whisky Band, and that photo...
Is Ms. Lin also related to this organization?
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