The Conan World's Contribution Transcript

Chapter 21 You are an undercover agent

After taking Matthew back to the hotel, Akai stuffed him into the basement.

Perhaps it is true, as Ori Kagami said, that there is an element of indifference in Akai's blood. The sudden explosion brought him only a response of "I understand." Amuro and Morofushi Jingguang also quickly accepted this reality.

Zhi Jing bit her knife and fork and sat in the restaurant where the scene had been cleared. In front of her was a DVD recorded in the small villa, which kept playing the same scene in a loop.

Now that there were only five of them left in the entire small hotel, Zhi Jing had time to think about what had just happened.

When they left, there were at least thirty people lying on the ground. After they left, how many escaped?
Is this looking for an undercover agent?

This is obviously a annihilation!

The knife and fork tapped on the plate, and the crisp sound echoed in the empty restaurant.

Feel sorry for those bodyguards?
That's not the case, Zhi Jing found that in her heart she felt more pity, pity for those who lost their lives just to get wages, and even this pity was disappearing little by little as time went by.

It was this thought that suddenly made her feel terrified.

Am I becoming cold-blooded?
Zhi Jing asked himself.

"I should feel sorry for it."

She pinched her cheek and muttered to herself.

There was a knock on the door of the restaurant. Zhu Fu Jingguang stood at the door, waved to her, walked to the seat opposite her, and sat down.

"That move is very beautiful." He said, "It's the move where you jump on someone's shoulder and clamp your head. Have you practiced it?"

"A little bit." Zhi Jing put down the knife and fork, turned off the video tape of the camera, and turned to look at his fingers. The slender bones were looming under the fair skin. "But I don't have any hand skills. I only train my legs."

Her eyes were a little wandering. Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at her, looked at his hands that almost ruined the mission, smiled bitterly, and said: "Heiyu, you need help."

This was an affirmative sentence. The smile on Zhi Jing's face froze for a moment, and he tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously. After thinking for a moment, she spoke.

"Those more than thirty people died, but I didn't have any big psychological fluctuations." She bit her lower lip. "You probably can't help me at this point."

With a thought in Zhu Fu Jingguang's mind, he felt that his plan to win over Kuroyu Orijing was a little loose. He pretended to be calm and said: "It's nothing. Look at Hei Mai, he didn't react at all."

"Is he normal?" Zhi Jing asked doubtfully.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't expect this answer. He wanted to laugh, but looking at Zhi Jing's serious eyes, he shook his head.

"Okay," he put his hand on Zhi Jing's hand and felt a coldness in his palm.

Amuro was right, Kaori Kaori's hands were always cold.

"Heiyu, you don't feel sad for them because you haven't lost anything." Zhu Fu Jingguang comforted: "They are a group of strangers to you. If those in the villa become your relatives, you Will it still be like this?"

Zhi Jing seemed to have thought of something, and twitched his hand slightly, but gave a negative answer: "No."

"Then this is not indifference, Heiyu." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, as if he was the big brother next door who was enlightening others, and said, "This is human nature."

"Human nature?" Zhi Jing tilted his head, obviously confused even more.

As the heroine of the post, the system does not need to consider this deep thing when setting her character, and Kuroba Toichi has never taught her this. She was uneasy, even though there was nothing to show for it.

"When you analyzed them, you only missed me." Zhu Fu Jingguang reminded softly, "I want to hear your evaluation of me."

What is your evaluation of Zhu Fu Jingguang?

Zhi Jing raised his eyes and looked carefully at the person in front of him.

Keeping stubble for a long time is not to look slovenly, but to appear mature. To appear mature is to... gain trust?
Those eyes were gentle and non-aggressive. They were more trustworthy than Rye or even Amuro. However, there were some bruises under the eyes, which would not have formed in a day or two. He has symptoms of insomnia. Is it anxiety or nightmares?
There is always a smile on his face, which is different from Amuro's smile. It is not confidence, quite the opposite, but hiding, hiding his true character.

Ori Jing didn't know why she knew so much, and she didn't even know if her guess was correct.

She considered her words, then held Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand and said solemnly: "Be prepared."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded. Zhi Jing took a deep breath and said slowly: "You always have clever ideas, are not arrogant, and have a gentle nature. You believe in fairness and seem to be tolerant of everything, but this tolerance is due to the fear of being abandoned. .You treat the world kindly just because you want to be treated kindly by the world. You may have or have suffered from mild post-traumatic stress disorder, which is not serious but difficult to cure.”

The first half of it couldn't arouse Zhu Fu Jingguang's exclamation, but as soon as the word "post-traumatic stress disorder" came out, his pupils shrank invisibly for a moment, and his originally gentle face should have been shocked.

"you……"

"I'm very sensitive." Zhi Jing spread his hands frankly, "I don't shy away from telling you your mental state directly because you know your own problem and are trying hard to treat it. You need someone to accompany you."

Zhi Jing's hands were still very cold, but underneath the coldness, there was a hint of warmth.

This is a talent that others cannot envy.

"Heiyu, did you notice?" Zhufu Jingguang withdrew his hand. After Zhijing tore off his disguise, he was still smiling, but there was something else in his smile.

"We have a gentle personality, believe in fairness, are tolerant because we are afraid of being abandoned, and treat others well because we want to be treated well. We are actually the same kind of people."

The same kind of person?

Zhi Jing's expression slowly faded, and his eyes focused on the camera, as if he was making an important decision.

After a while, she leaned over the table, supported herself with both hands, looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, and whispered word by word:
"we are not."

Zhi Jing pressed the play button of the camera. On the small screen, Zhu Fu Jingguang's figure appeared in the melee. After he knocked down one person, Zhi Jing pressed pause, pointed at the screen, and said:

"Military and police fighting skills."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's figure paused, Zhi Jing pressed the play button again, stopped at a place, and said lightly:

"Dagger attack and defense."

The same action happened again, and this time it stopped at the "Public Security Capture" that Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't even remember he had performed.

Amuro was a master of free fighting before entering the police academy, and Akai was also able to master Jeet Kune Do. Therefore, none of these attracted Zhi Jing's attention. Only Zhu Fu Jingguang's few moves were played repeatedly in the camera.

Zhi Jing is very sure.

"Zhu Fu Jingguang, you are an undercover agent."

(End of this chapter)