Chapter 54 Chapter 54 The promise you made to me, and...
When he woke up the next day, Zhu Fujingguang guessed that Furuya Ling should have returned to normal, so he called him using the "cat's" number.
"Zero, are you okay?"
"Sorry, I never called Mr. Cat back."
Two voices sounded at the same time, then paused together, and finally laughed together.
"I'm fine. I ran into some trouble yesterday, but luckily a kind passerby helped me, and I only suffered minor injuries in the end." Furuya Rei's voice was particularly gentle and soothing today, with a hint of weakness from the injury.
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
It must be an illusion. Zero didn't slow down particularly when he said "a kind person passing by", right?
He casually hung up the video chat invitation initiated by Mescal on the computer screen: "I'm glad that Zero is okay. Because Zero didn't return my calls, I was worried that something happened to you yesterday."
"I'll send an email address to Mr. Cat later. If the phone call doesn't work, you can email him first. But, is there anything urgent that Mr. Cat wants to talk to me about?"
Zhu Fujingguang once again turned down Mescal's second video chat invitation: "It's the contact issue I told you about last time."
He gave Takeda Kengo's name. "His wife and children are being held captive by the organization. I hope he's not the contact you've chosen for your new informant."
Furuya Rei's voice grew serious. "Every time I think I've fully grasped Mr. Cat's abilities, he always manages to surpass my expectations. I'll report this matter, and if it's true, we'll find a solution."
While the organization was responsible, the public security department was ultimately at fault. A new informant capable of providing such crucial intelligence was transferred from the Metropolitan Police Department due to a severe shortage of personnel. Consequently, the organization nearly succeeded and eliminated the new informant... If this matter isn't handled properly, this informant, who had turned from darkness to light, might return to the dark side.
After finishing the most important business, Zhu Fujingguang actually wanted to ask Jiang Gu Ling what happened with Tavel last night. Or to ask it less directly, he just wanted to know where the crisis that Jiang Gu Ling encountered yesterday came from.
But thinking that once he said this, it would be equivalent to indirectly admitting that the person who saved Furuya Rei yesterday was "Cat", and that Scotland might also be able to get some information from Bourbon because of their mission partners, Zhufu Jingguang swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
In the end, he didn't ask, but Furuya Rei took the initiative to bring up the matter.
The man who had just said he was "minorly injured" let out a slight gasp, which really prompted Zhu Fu Jingguang to ask, "What happened to Zero?"
"It's okay, I just noticed blood seeping through my clothes, and when I wanted to change the bandage, I found that it was stuck to the wound." As he said this, the sound of fabric rubbing against each other and a more obvious inhalation came from the other end of the phone.
Zhu Fushigiri frowned unconsciously. He knew how Furuya Rei treated his wounds. He didn't bother to treat them unless they were infectious or affecting his movements. Even if he did, it didn't seem like he was treating himself like a real person.
I remembered that Matsuda Jinpei once complained to Rei Furuya: "Keidan, if you don't come back and treat this guy's wounds, he'll become the most ancient kind of TV repairman - repairing everything with a hammer."
So the young man with cat eyes couldn't help but persuade him: "Zero, be careful."
"But I can't even see the location of the wound..." Furuya Rei sighed slightly, "It would be great if Mr. 'Cat' could bandage it for me."
1207 immediately jumped up and down: "Ahhhhhhh, Furuya Rei, do you want to listen to what you are saying! Last time you bandaged his wound, he even deducted your favorability points! Jingguang, tell him that Scotland is a 'cat'! Say it now!"
Zhu Fujingguang: "..." Not to mention 1207, he was a little confused about what Jiang Gu Ling wanted to do.
As if unaware of the "cat's" silence, Furuya Rei continued, "When we encountered danger last night, I wasn't in a good state, but I heard someone calling me 'zero' in the same voice as Mr. Cat."
Was it heard after all?
Zhu Fujingguang continued to remain silent.
He didn't know how to respond to Rei Furuya's words, but he didn't regret it, because it was very likely that it was his shout of "zero" that allowed Rei Furuya to avoid the second bullet.
Compared to Furuya Rei's life, everything else seemed less important at this moment.
No, what should be refuted is, "It should be that Zero thought of me at the critical moment and had such an illusion. I didn't expect Zero to care about me so much" - this is what should be said, using a light-hearted tone to make fun of it and cover up everything, no matter what the truth is.
But for a moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang was unable to make a sound, as if he had played the role of Scotland for too long and would lose the right to speak at some point.
I'm sorry, Zero, I'm too selfish. Zhu Fujingguang thought so. At this moment, in front of this person, he suddenly wanted to confess everything without hesitation, no matter what the consequences would be.
This silence conveyed some unknown signal to Rei Furuya. When he spoke again, his voice was so soft as if he wasn't afraid to disturb a cat: "Is that you, Mr. Cat?"
Yes - no, it can't be.
Zhu Fu Jingguang touched his throat with one hand, his slightly cool fingertips resting on his warm throat. It was unclear whether he was trying to regain his sanity or emphasize something to himself.
He began to recall in his mind how he spoke for the first time in the company of Rei Furuya over a decade ago. His difficult and slow words finally reached the other end of the receiver: "No, yes."
In fact, he knew clearly that this negative statement would not necessarily, or even would not, make Fūya Rei give up his guess, but Zhufu Jingguang had to at least express an attitude: the "cat" did not want to appear in front of people, and could not appear in front of people. He could only prove his existence through these radio waves like a ghost to minimize the damage.
There are some things that Zhu Fujingguang has not yet confirmed. The answers he wants should be in the two video calls he just hung up. But even if he hasn't seen the answers with his own eyes, based on his understanding of the organization's style, he can judge that it will not be a result that will give him hope again.
"Is that so?" After a long moment, Furuya Rei broke the silence. "If you say that, I'll be very sad."
His voice and these words seemed to slowly sink to the bottom of the water, never to surface again.
At the end of the phone call, Furuya Rei said: "Will you ever fulfill the promise you made to me?"
The content of the question and the tone of the statement.
*
Zhu Fujingguang didn't know what he was thinking.
But probably didn't think of anything.
Then I saw Mezcal’s third video call invitation pop up.
After clicking the confirmation button, a young man leaning on the armrest of the sofa and eating Granida appeared in front of the camera.
His left hand was originally reaching for the croissant beside him, but halfway through he realized that the video call had been connected. He was so unbelievable that he adjusted his frameless glasses.
Instinctively, his expression switched to one of rage, one of settling scores, but before Mezcal could speak, he seemed to have seen something strange and raised an eyebrow. "You and Bourbon broke up?"
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
He gestured: "Let's get down to business."
Mescal snorted. "I thought I'd hear some gossip. Business is business, but I didn't expect to hear anything of this magnitude... You owe me a huge favor this time."
Seeing Mescal's increasingly gloomy expression, Zhufu Jingguang gestured for him to continue.
Mezcal and Sambuga were indeed childhood friends. They grew up together in an orphanage and were brought back together by a codenamed member of the organization. They have been with that codename ever since and remain in the medical team.
With their qualifications, they should have stayed in the medical team smoothly until something happened eight years ago.
In addition to sufficient financial resources and authority, a clear division of responsibilities is crucial for the continued operation of this massive organization. Each department's responsibilities, and the limits of authority within their control, are clearly marked.
Human experiments have always been conducted by research groups. The process of developing drugs - human experiments - feedback and improvement is clear and effective.
But eight years ago, someone, under the name of the medical team, secretly did the work of the research team - modified the genetic fragments of a newly differentiated omega. This person was Sambuga.
And the person whose name was modified was Scotland.
Sambuga had no special love or hate for Scotland. He was just eager to show his abilities to the "higher-ups" at the time, and there happened to be a suitable candidate to verify his ideas, so he did this.
After learning about this, the boss ordered Gin and Vermouth to get rid of Sambuga, but Vermouth's face changed the moment she arrived at the scene.
"Do you know why?" Mescal asked when he said this.
Scotland looked him straight in the eyes, "Neither you nor I know."
Sambuga survived and even received a promotion, but his merits and demerits were not worth the cost. Someone, impressed by Sambuga's potential and madness, wanted to save him, and Mezcal, who was the same age as Sambuga and also worked in the medical team, was the perfect scapegoat.
Mescal, who was watching all this coldly, realized that he was about to take the blame for Sambuga, so he took the initiative to offer to be exiled to Europe in place of Sambuga, so that Sambuga would owe him a favor and he could also gain a good reputation among some upper classes.
Sambuga later tried to replicate his success but never achieved the same degree of success, so when he said Scotland was his best "work", he meant it.
This time, after receiving the information from Scotland, Mezcal weighed the pros and cons and finally decided to find Sambuga. He exchanged the favor he had done for Sambuga for some information, including the part that Scotland wanted.
"I said I loved you so much and didn't want to see you die, and then that psycho Sambuga called me a psycho," Mescal added.
Zhu Fu Jingguang said that Sambuga was sometimes right.
The drug that transformed Scotland, Tsavor, originated with a research team, but unexpectedly found success in the medical field. However, the original team working on Tsavor died in an experimental accident several years ago, and the people who took over have yet to revive the drug.
"Except for what you just pretended not to know, I've written down the other functions of 'Shafuli' here. You have 30 seconds to read it." Mescal suddenly shoved a piece of paper in front of the camera.
Zhu Fujingguang was a little puzzled at first, but after reading it, he began to be surprised at Mezcal's rare thoughtfulness.
The Boss can control the user of "Shaflay" in some way, and as long as the user of "Shaflay" permanently marks someone else or is permanently marked, the corresponding person can be controlled in the same way.
It is not known whether it is a side effect of the medicine or Scotland's own physical condition, but his estrus cycle is different from that of ordinary people. Based on other failed "samples", Sambuga speculated that the external manifestations of temporary and permanent marks on Scotland are the same.
The paper was taken away, and Mescal's eyes drifted away. He reiterated, "You owe me a huge favor this time, Scotland."
Yes, it is.
When Zhu Fujingguang approached Mescal, he just wanted to use his past connection with Sambuga to see if he could dig up some information. Unexpectedly, he could reveal almost all of Scotland's secrets.
Ignoring the coldness and darkness that was rapidly spreading in his heart, Zhu Fu Jingguang leaned forward slightly and stared at Mescal seriously, causing the latter to sit up straight unconsciously.
"Ahem, if you and Bourbon broke up—"
"Want to rebel together, Mezcal?"
"--ha?"
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