Chapter 24 Chapter 24 So what do you want to call Zero...
"Mr. Cat seems unhappy today. Is it because I didn't guess that you were the undercover agent?"
Although the voice was gentle, the words exploded like thunder in Zhu Fu Jingguang's ears, sobering him up completely.
Four months have passed since Morobushi Kagemitsu first spoke to Furuya Rei on the phone as a "cat".
As a former childhood friend, Morofushi Kagemitsu knows the other party quite well, whether as Bourbon, Amuro Toru, or Furuya Rei.
That's why he could hide in the mysterious identity of "Cat" and gain his trust bit by bit at a speed that Rei Furuya couldn't detect.
But even Zhufu Jingguang did not expect that Furuya Ling would say such words at this time.
"Why do you have such an idea?"
For a moment, he couldn't figure out Furuya Rei's true thoughts. Was he trying to confess to him that "Bourbon" was actually an undercover agent?
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the word "rat" was suddenly replaced by the more neutral "undercover".
But Zhu Fujingguang couldn't understand why Furuya Ling suddenly became so adventurous.
He knew that during this period, Rei Furuya had tried countless times to find out his true identity, whether it was from his phone number and IP address, the information provided to him by the "cat", or various large and small probes during their phone calls, but all to no avail.
So, is it worth it for Rei Furuya to take such a risk for this "cat" with no actual evidence to prove whether it is friend or foe? If the gamble fails, then the efforts of the other party and the public security behind them over the past few years will be wasted.
Since he couldn't figure it out, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked directly.
The person on the other end of the phone was breathing calmly, but did not answer this seemingly simple question for a long time.
Zhu Fujingguang felt the thirst in his throat rising again, so he stood up and prepared to pour some more water into the glass that only had ice cubes left.
As he touched the kettle, the person on the other end of the phone finally made up his mind.
"I--" As a result, the other party just started to speak, but was interrupted by Zhu Fu Jingguang again.
"I'm not." Unlike the ups and downs in his heart, the voice of the young man with cat eyes was soft and gentle. The few short syllables were so light at the end that they almost disappeared into the night.
The water pouring from the kettle was quietly overflowing the rim of the cup and jumping over the obstruction of the table edge.
As if trying to convince someone, Zhu Fujingguang paused and repeated with emphasis, "I am not."
He didn't know what he was afraid of, after realizing that the attitude of Rei Furuya had been fully revealed on the other end of the conversation.
We agreed to come as planned. Now is not the time to confess our identities to each other. We should wait until he returns to Japan and actually gains a certain amount of power in the organization.
With his current true identity, it is not convenient for him to face Furuya Rei.
When the cold and wet touch climbed up to his ankles, Zhu Fu Jingguang looked down and found that the water had spilled onto the ground, then splashed his suit pants that he had not yet changed. His last thought was as clear as the water stains.
He didn't want to face Furuya Rei in his current identity.
*
After he denied the call twice that day, Furuya Rei was silent for a long time again and hung up the phone.
Zhu Fushigi Jingguang was originally a little worried that this unpleasant parting would affect their subsequent phone calls, and even affect the relationship between Furuya Ling and "Cat".
As a result, the next day, when he was still hesitating whether to call Furuya Rei and how to put it after the call, he received another call from the other party.
Rei Furuya's tone on the phone was so normal that it was as if nothing had happened the day before. However, after finishing the business - which even sounded like it was a last-minute call - he asked him for the first time in a non-probing tone if he wanted to go to Nagano, when should he go and what kind of natural scenery he could see there.
Zhu Fujingguang's lips trembled slightly, and he smiled and answered Jiang Gu Ling's questions one by one.
After that, their calls became more and more about everyday things, like now.
"What is Mr. 'Cat' doing now?"
When Furuya Rei called, Morofushi Kagemitsu was making Shinshu soba.
It was also a product of their recent phone call.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was already a little homesick, and after being pestered by Furuya Rei for several days asking about things in Nagano, his homesickness almost reached its peak.
Let’s start homesickness from our taste buds and stomach.
He has already prepared the noodles, now all he needs to do is prepare the sauce.
Looking at the familiar noodles in front of him, Morofushi Jingguang was in a good mood: "I'm making Shinshu soba."
"To make juwari soba, you first need to thoroughly mix the buckwheat flour with water, then knead it into a round, flat dough, removing as much air as possible. Then, use a rolling pin to roll it out until it's between 1 and 2 millimeters thick, and then you can start cutting it..."
Although Morufushi Kagemitsu had never told Furuya Rei how to make Shinshu soba, or even his preference for Shinshu soba, Furuya Rei still spoke about it in great detail and knew it like the back of his hand.
So Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help but chuckle.
Thinking he had seen through his empty talk, Furuya Rei pretended to be angry and said, "Mr. Cat, are you mocking me for only talking but not doing?"
No, I could just imagine Zero's smug look, and I felt like he was reciting the soba noodle making method like it was police code.
The young man with cat eyes said with a gentle smile, "With Zero's talent and theoretical knowledge, it should be easy for him to succeed in practice, right?"
Furiya Rei hummed a small nasal sound to show that he was coaxed. "Since you all say so, then I would be failing to live up to your expectations if I don't become a master chef, right?"
Zhu Fujingguang caught his words: "You? Has anyone else said that?"
He suppressed the bitterness that suddenly surged in his heart and did not ask directly, "Could it be Zero's sweetheart as rumored in the organization?"
In this case, even if he said it in a light-hearted tone, there was a great risk that this intelligence expert who was good at seeing through people's hearts would discover his true feelings for her.
Scotland's thoughts have been exposed by Bourbon. Even though Morofushi Kagemitsu knows that even if he is rejected twice, he will forcibly suppress his negative emotions in order to destroy the organization and for the safety of Furutani Rei, he is still a living person with a normal emotional feedback system.
Furuya Rei's answer surprised him: "It's the partner I mentioned to Mr. Cat before, the one who told me to be careful. Come to think of it, you're both good at cooking."
Thinking of the picture of braised veal he had just sent to Bourbon as a Scottish person—that was actually their lunch from the day before yesterday—Zhufu Jingguang remained calm. "Oh? I'm quite interested then. I wonder what kind of cuisine Zero's partner specializes in? I'd really like to discuss it."
After he said that, Furuya Ling was actually not happy to mention it: "I don't know where that person has gone. Mr. 'Cat', is he thinking of changing his partner because of this?"
Furuya Rei's words reminded him of a high school classmate who also loved music. After accidentally seeing Morifuku playing bass, he kept grabbing him to chat for several days. Furuya Rei's tone was similar when he discovered that the classmate was trying to break up his and Morifuku's lunch group.
"How could we change people for such a reason?" Zhu Fujingguang's smile became more obvious, and his cat eyes curved into a beautiful arc, filled with the spring sunshine. "Zero and I have been friends for such a long time."
If it counts unilaterally.
Since his conversations with Rei Furuya have become increasingly relaxed recently, Morobushi Kagemitsu no longer needs to be on edge all the time to guard against any temptations or traps that Rei Furuya might throw at any time, so now he can even slowly prepare the sauce for the soba noodles with one hand during the conversation.
"Oh—" Furiya Rei used a long tone to indicate that he was not so easily appeased this time. "A deep friendship? But I still can only call you Mr. 'Cat', such a strange name."
That being said, when he called him "Mr. Cat" now, it was like there was some sugar in it, and the amount of sugar was growing day by day. Not only did it sound familiar, but someone who didn't know him might even think it was a nickname exclusively for the two of them.
Zhu Fujingguang looked down at the sauce in the cup, as if he had accidentally poured too much sugar in it. "So what do you want to call me, Zero? Why don't you come up with a plan and I'll approve it depending on the situation."
Just at that moment, he wanted to ask Furuya Rei to call him Hiro.
This nickname has been with him for 19 years and is the corresponding name of "zero".
But it was too risky, and my rational mind kept these two short syllables firmly locked in my heart.
After so many years, his relatives are still looking for him. Zhu Fu Gaoming probably considered the possibility that his brother would be in danger if his identity was exposed, so he never mentioned his brother's name in any public media.
But Zhu Fushi Jingguang had already revealed his familiarity with Nagano and could not reveal any more.
Seeing that Zhu Fushigiri didn't give in and offered to change his nickname, Furuya Ling sighed pretentiously, "Then I'll stick with Mr. Cat. At least Mr. Cat is very self-aware when he chooses his own code name."
Zhu Fujingguang: “?”
"When Mr. Cat first called me, his voice was so soft, almost like he was acting like a spoiled child. I actually thought he was very young. And then he kept acting so inconsistently towards me. Isn't that just like a cat?"
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
He just didn't speak for too long at that time because of this body. Even Fūya Rei couldn't slander him like that!
He thought of Bourbon's attitude towards Scotland and the probing he had been doing towards Rei Furuya over the past few months, and laughed out of anger: "Isn't Zero more like a cat?"
Thinking of Furuya Rei's hair and skin color, Zhufu Jingguang added decisively: "Yes, a Siamese cat."
Furuya Rei has long since passed the stage of being bothered by his skin color. Now he is just unhappy when someone says he looks like a cat: "No, I'm a dog person."
Zhu Fujingguang felt empty inside for a moment: "Is that so?"
Scotland is not liked, and now even "cats" are not liked.
He can't be Zhu Fu Jingguang now.
...But what if even Zhufu Jingguang is not liked?
"If it's canine, then Zero is a fox."
*
"Sent successfully."
Seeing this prompt, Zhu Fujingguang put down his phone.
He sent homemade food to Bourbon for more than half a month, but Bourbon was stubborn. If this man hadn't occasionally taken a fancy to a dish and couldn't help but ask him for the recipe, Zhu Fu Jingguang would have reasonably suspected that he had been blocked.
1207 insisted that it wasn't that his advice was useless, but rather that if Scotland only posted homemade food, Bourbon would think he was showing off, so he had to add other everyday elements - such as the lines that Scotland inadvertently revealed in his selfie after bathing...
Zhu Fu Jingguang responded with a smile, turned around and took a picture of a fat bird that was not afraid of him, letting Bourbon appreciate its round lines.
A plump little bird appeared among a bunch of food pictures, and Bourbon was briefly confused: [Scotland, your menu today is to eat it raw...?]
This made Zhu Fujingguang suspect that Bourbon did it on purpose.
It was not until he continued to send Bourbon some flowers and plants that he was finally cleared of the false accusation of "eating birds raw without even plucking the feathers."
What Zhu Fu Jingguang just sent was a magnolia flower under the blue sky.
Not surprisingly, Bourbon did not reply to him this time.
Zhu Fujingguang sighed: "As expected of Zero."
1207 was furious: "What are you so proud of? You're the one who wants to capture him now!"
The cat-eyed young man chuckled twice: "It's okay, I have a feeling I'll be able to meet Zero in person soon."
Although he was here to consolidate European influence for the organization's benefit, a task that sounded enormous, difficult, and time-consuming, Europe was far from its headquarters in Japan, and the organization simply needed to establish certain channels in Europe in order to better develop some of its existing business lines.
Otherwise, even if Scotland had incredible capabilities, it would not be possible for one person to unify the European underground forces single-handedly.
During these four months, Scotland and Mezcal ruthlessly and silently accomplished this goal. By the time some people realized what was happening, a large portion of their profits had already been taken away.
According to the promise that the "master" had made to Scotland before, he would not stay in Europe after the success in Europe, but would return to Japan to take over the logistics team.
Just one week later, information from the "master" confirmed Zhu Fujingguang's guess.
When he received the text message, Zhu Fujingguang was holding his phone and pointing it at the cheese roll on the dining table, trying to adjust the light to make it look more delicious.
After taking the photo, he was about to take a closer look at the fruits of his labor when he noticed a very inconspicuous dot flashing in the upper left corner of the phone screen.
Mescal, who was sitting opposite him, was showing a look of disgust at his behavior of taking pictures before dinner, and did not notice that this person had already started working.
So, after putting down his phone, the Scottish sign language for "I'll be back to Japan in a few days" shocked him so much that the lettuce in his pizza almost fell out.
Mezcal nimbly caught it before it dropped and chewed it. "Why are you going back? Chasing love across a thousand miles?"
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
Seeing the silence on the cat-eyed young man's face, Mescal shrugged: "Otherwise, you're not going to report to the organization what you eat for three meals a day, are you?"
He paused and said, "Wait, does headquarters really ask you to do this?"
Zhu Fushi Jingguang smiled and signed: "Yes, that's right, I am going back to Japan to pursue love thousands of miles away."
Although Mezcal knew that Europe did not need much power, he did not know Scotland's specific mission in Europe. Moreover, they had just had "friendly communication" with a large enterprise before sitting down to eat, so he did not expect that Scotland would be recalled to Japan.
So Mezcal continued gossiping: "Well, I've never heard of anyone in Scotland having a sweetheart before. Is he hiding it so well?"
Not deep, it’s the cunning and difficult Bourbon you mentioned, who often travels around the world.
Scotland said he had no comment on the candidate, but in order to increase his chances of success in pursuing love, he decided to do a good deed and give the Romano family to Mezcal.
Now the lettuce in the pancake is really gone.
The distracted look disappeared from Mescal's face, and he became the smiling tiger he had when they first met. "What do you want?"
That peripheral member, Michele, was still too naive. He had not been involved in family affairs before and did not know that his behavior of colluding with outsiders to erode the family's interests would be despised by all family members. He had no choice but to hand over all power to Scotland and only beg for his life.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse.
The Romano family has begun to decline after this incident, but it is still a very tempting piece of cake. Mezcal does not believe that Scotland would be stupid enough to give it up for nothing.
During the past four months, the relationship between Mescal and Zhufu Jingguang has become that of both enemies and friends. Just like when the mission was just over, they could have gone back to their respective homes. Anyway, Mescal has now clearly realized that he can't get any practical benefits from Scotland most of the time.
But Mezcal still invited Scotland to have lunch, and the latter accepted.
Alas, it’s all Scotland’s fault, Mezcal once complained.
Zhu Fujingguang also considered whether to persuade Mescal to rebel. After four months of getting along with him, he found that this man had some strange principles. Rather than a cold-blooded executioner, Mescal was more like a businessman who loved to have fun.
In other words, as long as it suits the other party's taste and offers enough benefits, Mezcal will sell the organization very happily.
However, his current chips are not enough, so he has to wait a little longer.
Zhu Fujingguang ordered a new pancake for Mezcal and personally added a lethal amount of lettuce. Then he gestured slowly, "This is a contract without any specific terms. Do you want to sign it?"
Mezcal took the pancake with a look of "Are you trying to poison me?", but before he could refuse Scotland's seemingly rigged "contract", he saw the other party add, "You will agree to it."
After a tough deal with Mezcal, Scotland is starting to put the finishing touches on everything it has done in Europe.
He knew that he would not stay here for too long, but he was not willing to work hard for the organization in this rare place away from the organization's supervision. Therefore, in almost every transaction or "cooperation" in which he had the final say, he would leave some room for himself to use in the future, perhaps in the form of some inconspicuous conditions or some inconspicuous person.
Therefore, there is actually nothing to finish. Zhu Fujingguang can even take advantage of these last few days to travel around Europe in a purely relaxing manner.
*
Zhu Fujingguang felt that he should really travel around Europe.
Instead of sitting here and watching Mezcal set him up on a blind date.
Well, yes, Mezcal, trying to set him up on a blind date with the members of the organization.
Scotland kept smiling and signed to the petite but fierce-eyed woman in front of him: "Sorry, I hope my partner is a man."
This peripheral member named Chiara actually had the guts to tell the code member: "Then don't come to me!"
Mezcal, acting as a real-time translator behind her, refused to translate Scotland's line, "It was Mezcal who came to you, not me."
After Chiara left angrily, Zhu Fujingguang looked at Mescal, who seemed to be having a lot of fun: "Have you had enough fun?"
If this person hadn't said he was going to give him a big gift, he wouldn't have been tricked into coming out.
"Where's the big gift?"
Mescal didn't answer his question. Instead, he stood up and sat in the empty seat across from him. "Alas, you're not really that devoted to your sweetheart, are you? I've brought over every attractive woman in the organization, and you haven't found anyone who meets your eye. I still don't understand your requirements for a partner of the second gender, but I've already found an alpha, beta, and omega."
Zhu Fujingguang stared at him: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"After thinking about it, I think you are actually a good partner. Compared to the organization that may send some monsters here in the future, I feel comfortable if the affairs in Europe are mainly handled by you and me." Mescal looked expectant.
Oh, you mean the feeling of you sleeping until 12 noon and then standing me up so I can go meet the head of a certain family alone?
Zhu Fu Jingguang remained silent, but he understood Mezcal's intentions. He understood that he was leaving Europe completely, and since Europe had expanded significantly compared to before, the organization was likely concerned about Mezcal's lack of a check on him and would send someone else to replace him in Scotland.
Mescal suddenly leaned closer to Zhufu Jingguang and said, "If Scotland has such high standards, then what about me? I don't mind sacrificing my looks for a partner."
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
With such a thick skin, I believe your new partner will not be able to beat you.
He was too lazy to deal with such a farce anymore. He stood up and was about to leave when Mezcal stopped him. "I've already put the gift in the trunk of your car. I hope you won't drink your grape oolong every day anymore, otherwise people will really suspect you're a student. You can also practice your drinking capacity. Not every partner is as kind as me and won't expose you."
Zhu Fujingguang shook his hand, indicating that he understood and asked Mescal to leave him alone, but this did not make the other party let go.
"Finally," the overhead light shone down directly on Mezcal's deep European features, making it difficult for Zhu Fujingguang, who had already stood up, to see his expression. "There's another person who's come from afar. Won't you come and see him?"
What do you mean by coming from afar? Are you referring to Michele, who was exiled to Finland to carve igloos after you took over the Romano family?
There was a knock on the door, accompanied by the voice that Zhu Fujingguang was most familiar with.
"Can I come in, please?"
He asked politely, but before anyone could respond, the door to the private room opened and a dazzling blonde appeared at the door.
When the visitor saw Zhufu Jingguang, there was no surprise on his face. His purple-gray eyes calmly glanced at Mescal's hand on Zhufu Jingguang's wrist.
"Long time no see, Scotland… As much as I'd like to greet you normally, am I disturbing something right now?"
"Furugaya Rei's favorability level +2, then -1, oh -2, +2..." 1207 was stuck like a broken machine for a long time and was silent for a while before announcing the final result as if it was finally relieved.
"Jiang Gu Ling's favorability +6!"
Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu stood under the ambiguous light and looked at Furuya Rei.
Meanwhile, 1207 was still excitedly mumbling in his mind, "Furiya Rei's favorability has broken through double digits for the first time! What did Mezcal just say? He sent you some wine, right? Let's see if there's champagne in there. We need to open a bottle of champagne and celebrate."
Sensing the gaze that Jiang Gu Ling had just cast on his wrist, Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his hand again, this time with significantly greater force than before.
Mezcal let go.
He raised his head, his eyes shifting between Scotland and Bourbon with interest. "It seems Scotland is very satisfied with this guy?"
1207 was still chattering, "I told you my strategy worked. Constantly and without being too annoying, I'm making my presence known to the target. Even if it's Bourbon, it works!"
"We both have blonde hair, am I any worse than Bourbon—"
"Have you said enough?" Although it was a silent sign language, it made 1207 and Mescal stop talking at the same time.
Mezcal walked out.
Thinking of Mezcal's series of abnormal performances, Zhu Fujingguang first reached out and placed the Scotch whisky on the table in front of the bourbon whisky, paused for a moment, and then swapped the positions of the two bottles of whiskey.
Finally, he maintained this posture with his hand resting on the bourbon and half-bent over, and raised his face slightly to look at Furuya Rei. The emotions in his beautiful cat-like eyes were clearly illuminated by the light.
Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu used his actions and eyes to ask Furuya Rei: Were you sent to take over my shift in Europe?
When he spoke to Furuya Rei on the phone as "Cat" last night, he did not hear the other party mention this matter.
While waiting for Rei Furuya's answer, Zhu Fushigami's thoughts raced: Zero had only just returned to Japan from North America, so how on earth had he been sent to Europe? If he was going to be stationed in Europe permanently, how would he connect with the police?
But it seemed as if something was clamoring to break out from all these complicated affairs, waving the flag and shouting "I'm here" to Zhu Fujingguang's rationality.
Unexpectedly, Furuya Rei, or Bourbon, responded, "That's up to you."
Zhu Fujingguang was stunned and subconsciously stood up, waiting for Bourbon's next words.
The blond, dark-skinned intelligence expert stepped forward, his left hand in a white half-gloved hand brushing over the bottles on the table one by one, until his fingertips finally rested on the unopened bottle of Scotch whisky.
"Want a drink?"
For a moment, Zhu Fujingguang couldn't tell whether Bourbon was provoking or flirting, but he acquiesced and the other party poured two glasses of Scotch whisky, one of which was pushed in front of him.
Seeing Bourbon's attitude of "I won't tell you unless you drink it", Zhu Fu Jingguang finished a glass of Scotch whisky.
Then the second cup.
When Bourbon was about to pour them the third glass, he found that the remaining Scotch was not enough for each person. When he was about to say something, he saw the slender pale fingers pushing the Bourbon in front of him.
Bourbon looked at Zhufu Jingguang deeply, then readily opened the bottle of bourbon whiskey and poured it for the two men. This time, he didn't drink it directly. Instead, he watched Zhufu Jingguang take a sip and saw that his expression was still clear. He finally said, "You can drink quite well. It seems he doesn't know you very well."
Zhu Fujingguang was actually not very sober.
Ever since he went on a mission with Mezcal that day and found out that he couldn't drink much, Zhu Fu Jingguang started to practice his drinking capacity privately. But after all, it was still a short time and he still couldn't drink as much as he used to, so he had to rely on his instinctive acting skills.
So when Bourbon said this, Zhu Fujingguang took a moment to react before he realized that he was referring to the "big gift" that Mezcal had just said to him.
...When did Bourbon come and how much was heard?
wrong.
Zhu Fujingguang shook the wine glass, and the wine cooled by the ice ball transferred the low temperature to his palm through the wall of the glass, making him a little more sober.
Does Mezcal know him? Is there any connection between this and the succession issue he raised?
No connection.
Zhu Fujingguang then confidently put down his glass and made a sign to Bourbon: "They didn't give you any specific instructions, they just asked you to come to Europe to see me."
This private room is actually the one Mezcal often uses. When Zhu Fujingguang first came in and searched and found that there was no monitoring or surveillance equipment, Mezcal introduced it with a bit of pride.
"Yes." Bourbon, who had just had a stern expression that looked a bit like Furuya Rei, suddenly laughed. He leaned forward slightly, facing Zhu Fushimi Kagemitsu with a face that looked like it was about to use a honey trap. "I wonder what Lord Scotland has to say?"
Although the words were addressed with honorifics, there was no trace of respect in the tone. There was only endless honey flowing, as if trying to trap the prey with this thick sweetness.
Wow.
Zhu Fujingguang exclaimed in his heart at an inappropriate time, feeling very surprised by Bourbon's attitude.
As a childhood friend, Fūya Rei naturally wouldn't treat him in this way; and later when they joined the organization, they were half contemporaries and had the same rank on the surface, so even when acting, they didn't need to treat him with such an attitude that clearly showed a difference in rank.
Scotland seemed to be struck down by this honey trap. His already soft face now looked even softer. He tilted his head slightly to look at Bourbon, and finally smiled with his cat eyes curved: "I'll take you back."
He added, "With me, you are free."
*
But at least until he leaves Europe, Bourbon seems unable to regain his freedom.
As if afraid of being caught by Mezcal and forced to do some socially destructive activities again, Scotland took Bourbon on a quick tour of Europe.
Mezcal pretended to be sad and said that Scotland really had a deep love for bourbon, and asked if he could provide them with some unique hotels.
1207 was madly agreeing with Mezcal in his mind.
Scotland replied that if he caused trouble again, he would burn the boxes of wine that Mezcal had sent him at the base - the finances here were naturally also managed by Mezcal.
Without being disturbed by other people, Morofushi Jingguang and Furuya Rei's trip to Europe can be considered comfortable.
They were walking under the wisteria in the flower park, and the long purple spikes of flowers looked like a waterfall growing in the air.
However, Morufushi Kagemitsu's original intention was not to travel. He wanted to find out what had happened in Japan during his time in Europe.
Vermouth still remembered the alliance between them and sent her some information from time to time.
But Zhu Fushigami had no expectations for this Thousand-Faced Witch who often acted according to her mood, and he rarely passed the information she gave him to Furuya Rei.
Vermouth did not mention at all that Bourbon might be exiled to Europe.
It's unlikely that she didn't know, she probably just wanted to watch the show.
Zhu Fujingguang was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice for a moment that Furuya Ling, who had been walking beside him, was no longer in his sight.
"Scotland."
Hearing the voice of Fūya Rei behind him, Zhufu Jingguang subconsciously turned around to look back.
The spring sunshine was cut into tiny golden fragments by the sea of wisteria flowers, and was now being sprinkled on the fair face of the cat-eyed young man. He was still confused by his name being called suddenly. The bangs on his forehead were slightly blown by the airflow when he turned his head. When his beautiful eyes with the corners of his eyes turned up looked at the person holding the camera, there was a softness in his eyes that could not be completely restrained at that moment.
Jōgu Rei put down his phone and walked quickly towards Zhufu Jingguang.
Finally realizing that he was being secretly photographed, Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little amused and helpless. He gestured, "Why are you suddenly photographing me?"
"Hasn't Scotland been sending me a lot of photos recently? There are scenery, animals, and delicious food, but there's not even a single person. So I thought I should make up for it." Furi Rei said seriously, as if he wasn't the one who read 90% of the photos but didn't reply.
He wanted to ignore this point, but the kind-hearted Zhu Fujingguang had no intention of letting him go.
Today, at Furuya Rei's suggestion, Morobushi Kagemitsu wore a white shirt and jeans. He exuded an even stronger student vibe, his brow furrowed in thought as if he was deciding whether to hang out with friends or work on a group project first. "I thought Bourbon had blocked me, but he only released me when he remembered."
The ever-diplomatic Bourbon certainly wasn't afraid of a confrontation of this magnitude: "I just don't know how to respond to Scotland."
"Really?" Zhu Fushigaku pretended to believe his lies. "Then Bourbon should know why he was called to Europe to find me, right?"
Fortunately, the organization did not issue a clear order for Bourbon to stay in Europe, otherwise, not to mention how Furuya Rei's own arrangements would be disrupted, Morobushi Kagemitsu's plan would almost be cut off halfway.
It is naturally inconvenient for Rei Furuya, who is in Europe, to vouch for "Cat" with the public security department, and the information that Keimitsu Morobushi had previously revealed to Rei Furuya will also be difficult to use in the future.
Therefore, Morofushi Kagemitsu was determined to bring Furuya Rei back to Japan at all costs.
Fūya Rei spoke without hesitation, likely expecting Morobushi Kagemitsu to ask, "The organization has been a bit turbulent lately. This great ship in the darkness seems to have hit some reefs, so Gin is under a lot of pressure."
Are you so stressed that even cats on the street look like mice to you?
Zhu Fu Jingguang thought about it and realized that there was no such thing in the original world. So, comparing the variables, this was most likely caused by the information Zhu Fu Jingguang had continuously revealed to Jiang Gu Ling over the past six months.
But at this time, Scotland was recalled from Europe to Japan. Was it because they suspected him so much that they had to keep him under their nose, or was it because they trusted him so much that they wanted him to go back to save the situation?
Before he could figure it out, Fūya Rei beside him had already come up with his own analysis.
"Scotland."
A handsome blond young man stood beneath a sea of wisteria. He reached out and gently wrapped his hand around Zhu Fu Jingguang's wrist, gazing at him with eyes that matched the wisteria's color. "I've only been in the organization for a short time, and my relationships with the other members aren't exactly harmonious. But I have no second thoughts. If I encounter any difficulties in the future, can I come to you?"
The touch on my wrist is warm, the light aroma of coffee is mellow and sweet, the spring temperature is warm, but a hint of coolness gradually emanates from the bottom of my heart and spreads to my whole body.
Zhu Fujingguang controlled the corners of his lips and nodded.
Actually, there is no need to do this, zero.
I said, you are free with me.
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