Chapter 49

Zhufu Jingguang felt like he was pricked by a needle, and he felt a subtle pain and sorrow. When he looked up at the man, he saw that Jundu had put on his glasses again and lowered his head to pack up his disguise tools. All the emotions that should not belong to the organization were hidden under the cold shell.

Hidden deeper and farther, no one knew whether it was hidden or had disappeared.

Not paying attention to the other party's silence, Jundu quickly put away the tools and was very satisfied with his results.

He had only learned some skills in this area from Bermode before, and he had not reached the level of being able to completely disguise a person into another person.

But it was no problem to cover up the original appearance.

The man sitting on the sofa even had his original facial contours modified a little, and he had an ordinary appearance that no one would notice if he was placed in a crowd.

Morobushi Jingguang paused, reached out and touched his chin, it felt very smooth. Although treating the hair follicles on the face is the first step in disguise, but thinking back to the way the other person shaved him carefully before.

... It's really a bit strange. Morobushi Jingguang frowned slightly and allowed the person in front of him to apply something on his face.

While Jundu turned around to take down a tool, he opened his eyes and observed his current appearance in the mirror on the table. After the upturned corners of the blue cat's eyes were completely covered, the whole person looked quite different.

However, if it was someone familiar, you would still be able to see the clues after a few more glances.

"Don't be impatient." As if knowing what he was thinking, Jundu tapped his nose lightly with his finger, signaling him to close his eyes.

It can only be said that using childhood abuse to threaten Morobushi Jingguang is a threat that works every time. Morobushi Jingguang is now well-behaved. He closed his eyes quickly after being pointed at.

He has no idea how this terrifying man in front of him found out his and Zero's true identities. But now all the chips are in the hands of the other party. He has no choice but to compromise temporarily. Morobushi Jingguang sat on the sofa at the other party's signal, allowing the man to take out something from the suitcase he brought with him and continue to process his face.

...When fighting with him just now, Jundu even put the suitcase on the shoe cabinet at the door!

Morobushi Jingguang felt a sense of frustration at an inappropriate time.

Although I was not as good as the top student in the police academy, I was still among the best, otherwise I would not have been selected by the police.

But Cointreau was too flexible. Fighting with him was no different from catching a loach with bare hands. No matter what angle you use to suppress the opponent, he can be flexibly avoided, and that person also has a poisoned knife in his hand.

If you really want to control him, you can only rely on Gin's strength to completely suppress the opponent's attack and fierceness.

While he was distracted, the details of his eyes had been completely processed. Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his eyes and saw that the opponent was using a small box of white paste to change his lip shape. Cointreau

seemed to feel that the frame was a bit troublesome, so he took off his glasses and hung them on his collar, and carefully lowered his head to apply with a makeup brush.

From Morobushi Jingguang's perspective, he could see his drooping eyes. The front ends of his long, slightly curled black eyelashes were dyed brown by the sunlight, and even his cold gray eyes had a warmth under the light.

The contrast between Cointreau before and after was too great. When he threatened him just now, his smile was poisonous, and chilling words came out of his mouth one after another. But now, everything he said was brief and concise, and even the expression on his face was restrained.

But at this time, because of the light, Cointreau's sharp facial features seemed a little gentle at first glance, which made Morobushi Jingguang suddenly think of the man tied to the iron chair yesterday.

——His eyes were tightly closed, and even when they were open they were out of focus. The original crimson color of his lips had completely faded. Sweat soaked his black hair and clothes. The black straps that bound him made his already pale skin look even more sickly. His collar was open, revealing the electric shock injuries on most of his chest, making him look fragile and pitiful.

Judging from his appearance, he is no more than a college student...

"Okay."

Retracting his thoughts, Zhu Fu Jingguang coughed lightly and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"You don't need to know now." Jun Du didn't even raise his head, as if he was thinking about other things, or as if he was too lazy to talk any more. He took out a small stack of things from his suitcase and threw them to the other party, "Someone will pick you up after you get off the plane."

Zhu Fu Jingguang hurriedly caught it and found that it was a passport and a plane ticket. He frowned and looked carefully at the information printed on the ticket.

There are more than two hours before check-in stops.

Cointreau was looking for something else in the suitcase. He was still wearing gloves like before. He was just leaning against the cabinet to look for something, but his movements were inexplicably pleasing to the eye, and he exuded a sense of careless laziness.

He did have a very special temperament, as if he had been nurtured by a well-educated family and engraved in his bones. This wonderful feeling and the secretive means of attacking overlapped, colliding with a kind of split madness.

The organization should not teach people this, so where did Cointreau's proper etiquette come from? Was it his mother?

Thinking of this, the weak words, with the pain that shocked Zhu Fu Jingguang, exploded in his ears again.

'...Mom. '

It started with the unique sweetness of a child calling his parents, like a layer of fragile glass, forever binding the grown man to that period of time.

In a trance, he and Cointreau made eye contact. The other party had packed up his tools and looked at him with a deadlocked brow, with a line of words written from head to toe.

Why aren't you leaving yet?

Feeling that he would be kicked out if he didn't leave, Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously made a gesture of surrender to the man in front of him, but he didn't expect Cointreau to pause and look away with a strange expression.

......?

The last time Lei Yi was stopped from smoking, he also made this gesture, so didn't Cointreau look uncomfortable at that time?

There is no point in thinking too much, just go first. Morobushi Jingguang quickly put his documents into his backpack and left.

The people who stayed in the house continued to prepare for the fake death.

Cointreau's identity is really embarrassing. Although his status is so high that even Rum is jealous of him, he actually has almost no power. He doesn't even have a single useful person, and he has to do everything himself.

The only power he has now is probably to assign work to the remaining two people in the whiskey group.

Therefore, Yu Gu Miao quickly arranged four or five tasks for the other two in the morning to ensure that they would not be back before midnight.

After Zhu Fu Jingguang left, he first searched the entire room carefully, disposed of all the bandages and gauze that had been replaced in the house, and threw away items that could be used for inspection, such as toothbrushes, and replaced them with new ones. As for the last step.

A white light flashed, and Yu Gu Miao quickly cut his wrist with Guan Shan Xue, and when the blood slowly flowed out from the long wound, he used the gauze in the medical box to wrap it tightly.

When he saw that the blood was almost soaked, he directly tore off the gauze, not caring that the gauze stuck to the blood was pulled off mercilessly, and the wound that had just healed was torn open again.

He quickly stuffed the bandage into the back of the cabinet and set it on fire, pretending to destroy any blood samples that might be left behind, but he left in a hurry without checking whether it was burned.

Okay, it's almost done.

Yutani Miao moved his stiff neck, and quickly left the safe house after making sure that no one saw him.

These steps were completed smoothly, and the next things were easy. He slept peacefully at night, and when he woke up in the morning, the news that Scotland was an undercover agent was passed to Gin by the undercover agent of the public security organization.

In order to control the monster Cointreau, the gentleman never provided him with any email addresses of the code name members, and even closely monitored his communication equipment. Yu Gu Miao curled up in the bed and reluctantly called Gin.

The phone rang only once before it was connected. Is that person working 24 hours a day? !

"Brother, it's Cointreau." The sound of Vodka came from the other end, and then Yu Gu Miao heard Gin's humming laughter from the other end, and then a lighter.

Smoke, smoke, smoke every day, smoke you to death.

"Let those bastards stay in their own caves." Only after he opened his mouth did he realize that his voice was particularly hoarse because he had just woken up. But it was too late now, so he could only bite the bullet and continue in this voice, "The mouse belongs to me."

"Since when do you need to kill a mouse yourself?"

Yu Gu Miao sneered and sat up from the bed, his skin rubbing against the sheets making a slight sound. "Don't ask here when you already know the answer. I have to keep him well and torture him to death bit by bit...and you too."

Morobushi Jingguang was also in the interrogation room that day, so it was understandable that he hated him for this.

A little laughter squeezed out of his throat, and even the hoarse words behind it seemed to have hooks, "I'm looking forward to seeing you tied to that chair. When that happens, I will definitely crush every bone of yours, Gin."

"--I'm waiting."

The end of this sentence was quickly replaced by a busy tone. Seeing that the call was hung up, Yu Gu Miao didn't get annoyed. She just got up and changed her clothes. When she picked up the phone again, a new email had already popped up on the interface.

[The body must be brought back to the base.] As expected

, the other party had no other suspicions.

Yu Gu Miao almost suspected that Gin had some strange tendencies. When she occasionally cared for him before, she was suspicious every day, but now she kept saying that she wanted to kill him, but that guy didn't have any other reaction.

......Sometimes it's quite pleasant.

Is this how the black team members get along with each other? It's really incomprehensible!

After the double's identical appearance was revealed, it was inconvenient to explain, so Yutani Misaki simply destroyed half of the double's face with a knife, and it really looked like he was torturing the person to death in a rage.

In short, he was very satisfied with the result. Gin, who thought that the traitor was indeed dead and Cointreau was really crazy, was very satisfied. Furukaya Rei, who found that the blood types didn't match and was secretly winked at, was reluctantly relieved.

Ley, who didn't participate much in the whole process and was injected with two tubes of anesthetic as soon as the idea of ​​trying to save Scotland came up, was temporarily excluded. Yutani

Misaki, who was injected with two shots by the commander, secretly cast a sympathetic look at him.

Ley, you are such a loser.