Chapter 171

The storage room itself had no windows. After the door was closed, the only light source in the room came from the old electric lamp above. Now that the light was turned off, the room suddenly fell into darkness, leaving only Bai Fu's strange eyes emitting orange light, staring coldly at the bomber who was gradually waking up.

The bomber had regained some consciousness under the effect of drugs. However, all he saw was pitch black. Before his drug-affected brain could react to what was happening, he suddenly saw a pair of eyes that flashed orange-red light and seemed to be able to take one's heart away. The strange pupils that looked like burning blood immediately reminded the bomber of countless urban legends and horror stories, and the fear in his heart was instantly ignited to the maximum.

However, immediately afterwards, a strange wave emanated from those eyes, which easily imprisoned the bomber's thoughts. The drugs in his body, together with the confusing effect of the eyes, exerted the strongest effect on the bomber, making the bomber seem to have his soul taken away from him in an instant.

The bomber stared at the pair of glowing eyes in confusion, but suddenly a terrifying sense of intimacy arose in his heart, making him afraid and dependent, as if no matter what the owner of those eyes said, he would trust and obey.

The dark environment did not affect Bai Fu's vision. He leaned down to observe the bomber's expression, and confirmed that he had gradually lost his will and his eyes were dull. Then he reached out and grabbed his collar and lifted him to a suitable angle for eye contact. When he spoke again, Bai Fu's voice seemed to have taken on some strange rhythm.

"You hid in an abandoned storage room to avoid the police. It was already December 7 when you escaped. You stole a car and took the last bomb you had saved with you, hoping to make a big move. But you didn't expect that the car was stolen along the way, along with the bomb you placed in the car, which was not stable enough and could explode at any time. In the end, you were left with nothing and were forced to give up your plan and let the police arrest you."

Baifu repeated what he said again and again until he was sure that the bomber had fully understood all the contents of his words and had the intention to do so. Only then did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"This is the first time I use this seemingly unorthodox hypnosis technique, and I don't know what the final effect will be. Fortunately, I came up with a temporary method of using drugs to assist hypnosis. If this doesn't work, then I can only kill the person to silence him after the incident is over. But if I really do that, not to mention whether I can do it myself, even my brother who is a policeman will definitely not allow me to do so. I think the undercover who was rescued would not want to sacrifice the life of others, even if that person is a criminal."

Bai Fu sighed, then quickly took out a tube of medicine and injected it into the bomber. The bomber was confused for a while, and soon fell to the ground again. However, after doing all this, Bai Fu did not turn on the light immediately, but walked to the door silently and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Zhufu Jingguang was standing outside the door at this time.

The bright light from the corridor shone in, leaving a strip of light and dark on the floor of the storage room. However, Baifu stopped in the shadow of the storage room, and the light could not shine on him. The strip of light and dark on the floor seemed to become some kind of invisible dividing line, leaving Baifu firmly in the darkness.

Standing under the bright light, Morofu Jingguang looked behind Baifu, and saw only a dark and impenetrable darkness in the storage room. Baifu stood silently in the dark abyss, with a flash of orange light in his eyes, like a leaping flame shouting silently on the burning blood.

"What are you doing here?" Bai Fu asked coldly.

"Sorry, I just wanted to come over and see if there's anything I can do to help." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled awkwardly, with a look of surprise on his face.

“No need.”

Bai Fu took a step forward with a cold face, and was once again surrounded by bright lights. However, he seemed to be born with a certain cold and indifferent temperament, which clearly separated him from everything around him. Even if he walked into the light, he could not dispel the dark aura on him.

He no longer cared about Fu Jingguang's reaction, but turned around and locked the door of the storage room before leaving. No one mentioned what was behind the locked door, and no one cared whether an ordinary lock could stop an elite undercover policeman.

Baifu didn't care what Morobushi Jingguang was thinking. Or rather, he could guess a little bit, but he didn't care. He just wanted to confirm again whether the preparations for the fake death had been completed.

If the butterfly effect created by myself is not enough to change the original plot, then the success of this copy mission will depend on whether things can develop according to the script written by Xingchuan and Ming in two days.

Morofu Jingguang stood there without moving, but silently looked in the direction where Baifu left, with a hint of complex regret in his eyes.

He had checked the entire house as soon as he entered the safe house, so he knew that there was an unconscious fugitive bomber in the storage room. At first, Morobushi Jingguang didn't know the purpose of Baifu's doing this, but in view of the fragile cooperative relationship they now maintained, he did not question it.

However, just now, he really wanted to come over to see if he could help, but when he walked outside the storage room, he unexpectedly heard what Baifu said when he hypnotized the bomber. He once again thought of the weird and dangerous eyes that the other party showed when they met on the deserted mountain at night last time.

It turns out that a pair of eyes like that can really manipulate people's hearts.

At that moment, Morobushi Kagemitsu's professional sensitivity was immediately triggered. His first reaction was to recall his thoughts and actions over the past few days. After repeatedly confirming that there was no trace of his mind being manipulated, he breathed a sigh of relief. But then came the shame of doubting Baifu, and the irresistible vigilance against this strange ability that arose in his heart.

Morobushi Jingguang is willing to believe that Baifu is indeed on the side of light when it comes to the Black Organization. However, this does not mean that Baifu himself is not dangerous.

On the contrary, Baifu, who grew up in the organization and whose behavior is deeply influenced by the organization, is a very dangerous existence. Not to mention that Baifu is not only an experimenter, but also a secret killer. He even mastered such a strange ability to manipulate people's hearts because of the organization's experiment.

If such a person is released among ordinary people and is not properly restrained and guided, the harm he will cause to society is simply incalculable.

Morobushi Jingguang suddenly felt lucky that Baifu had always been just a low-profile and mysterious researcher, and had not participated in the missions of those action groups that would cause large-scale riots. Otherwise, the organization would be more difficult to deal with than it is now.

However, after the organization is destroyed in the future, how can researchers like Baifu, who do not have many criminal records, but are deeply persecuted by the organization and have made contributions in the operation to overthrow the organization, return to society normally?

Morofushi Jingguang frowned and thought, he should communicate more with Nishihara Tadahiko in the future, and let him try to give positive guidance to Baifu as the only blood relative.

But that is all in the future, and it is still a long way to completely destroy the organization. Zero and I have not yet been able to fully investigate the organization's power distribution and senior members, and we know nothing about the core secrets that the organization has been hiding. On the contrary, this time, I was able to connect with Balvenie Whisky, a senior member whose identity is secret but is trusted by the boss of the organization. Perhaps this is my biggest gain.

Baifu has already found a suitable identity for Morobushi Jingguang through his experience in the organization's scientific research group. It is not too important to the extent that it will touch the organization's secrets and bring trouble to himself, but it also does not restrict Morobushi Jingguang's freedom of movement because of his identity, so he can withdraw at any time. It can be said that he is very thoughtful. And Morobushi Jingguang has also prepared to take this opportunity to infiltrate again and thoroughly understand what the core secrets of the organization are.

Of course, all this depends on whether Zhu Fu Jingguang can successfully survive this crisis of identity exposure.