Zhu Fu Jingguang waited until An Shitou returned to the safe house before starting to pack up. He was resting for the next two days, just as he wanted to temporarily avoid Zhu Xingda.

When Amuro entered the living room, Angstra was sitting on the sofa drinking milk with Qian Duoduo lying on the side.

The two undercover police officers looked at each other behind him, and Amuro spoke first: "Be careful on the way back. You have a good rest these two days, I am here."

This sentence sounds like an ordinary farewell at first glance, and it doesn't matter if it is heard by others, but Zhu Fu Jingguang understands what Amuro really means: Don't worry about Zhu Xingda, this Jinjiu No. 2 will be watched by him.

"Then please." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled.

However, even with Amuro Toru's comfort, he still lost sleep the night he returned.

Compared with other undercover seniors who have been dormant for five or six years, or even more than ten years, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who has just joined the organization for half a year, is obviously inexperienced. In addition, this is the first time his relatives have been encountered by the organization since he was undercover. With Faxiao by his side to help, his psychological pressure is still very high.

Too many things happened today, Wai Shouyi's death, his brother may be noticed by Zhu Xingda, the scars on Angstra's body... Speaking of Wai Shouyi, he has not yet passed on who the murderer was. The Metropolitan Police Department didn't even tell Amuro Toru.

It's not that he didn't say it on purpose, but that he didn't know how to speak to Fa Xiao.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought wildly about the early morning, and finally fell asleep because of mental exhaustion, but he had another conscious dream.

In the dream, he saw Angstra.

In the dream, Angstra was two or three years older than in reality, and still looked sickly.

He was wearing a one-piece hospital gown with a strange armband on his arm. He didn't open his eyes, leaned his head on a strange seat, and had no expression on his face, like a soul stripped. doll.

He was wrapped in chains, which fixed his whole body on the uncomfortable-looking seat, unable to move or break free.

The edge of the chair was rippling, and the chair was placed in the middle of a strange red body of water... no, it wasn't water, it was blood.

Countless crows circled above his head, and flew down to the pool of blood, they were quietly crawling at his feet, showing a humble attitude of bowing their heads.

Zhufu Jingguang knew that he was in a dream, and what happened in the dream could not be taken seriously.

But seeing Angstra lying there unconsciously, he still couldn't help but want to reach out to him, to save him from the crow's siege... But at the moment when he reached out to him, He woke up.

"..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang lay in bed dumbfounded, picked up his phone and checked the time, it was only six in the morning.

He had only slept for two or three hours, but he didn't feel tired at all. That weird and terrifying dream that seemed to herald something made him drowsy.

A certain psychology is taught in the police academy course, and Zhu Fu Jingguang knows that the kind of dream he has is called lucid dreaming.

A psychologist explained lucid dreaming as a "subconscious reappearance", when the brain becomes obsessed with something, the dream will change from a chaotic state of consciousness to a semi-conscious state.

...So he is obsessed with Angstra?

Zhu Fu Jingguang sat up and was silent for a moment, wanting to send an email to Amuro to ask about Angstra's situation, but he put it down after thinking about it.

It was just a dream, he didn't need to bother Fa Xiao for a false nightmare.

Dreams don't come true.

At 9:00 am, the Mikacho safe house.

Amuro, who got up early, went to the kitchen area to make coffee and brought it to the table in front of the sofa, while carefully looking at the two visitors sitting on the sofa.

One is Ireland he has seen a few times and the other is...

"Thank you." The man whose code name was Spiatus thanked him with a polite but distant smile.

Thick jet-black hair, bright red eyes, morbidly pale skin... At first glance at this man, Toru Amuro almost thought it was a large Angstra standing there.

Obviously they only have the same hair color and eye color, and there is no similarity in their facial features, but Toru Amuro, who has excellent observation skills, almost admitted that he was wrong.

"Excuse me," Ireland thanked equally politely.

Amuro put the sugar cube box on the table so that they could pick it up at any time: "Do you need me to call Angstra up?"

"No hurry." Spiatus calmly added four cubes of sugar to the coffee and stirred it with a spoon. "It's time for him to wake up."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Shitou heard the sound of a heavy object falling from the second floor.

"..." Did the little boss jump from the bed to the ground again? What's the reason this time?

Amuro looked at the two code-named members, and was about to speak when he saw Spiatus had stood up: "I'll go up and see him, you go and prepare breakfast for him."

His voice is calm, and even if he is giving orders, he does not have the arrogance of the code members to the lower-level members, which is very similar to Angstra.

"..."

Jing Baiye had never looked at the ceiling of the bedroom in this attitude. Most of the people were lying on the ground with one leg hanging on the bed, and the quilt had been kicked.

Halfway through his sleep, he fell off the bed and woke up.

Are you having nightmares? The system couldn't peep into his mind or dreams, and it was curious about what happened to its host.

……I do not know what to say. Jing Baiye lay there as it was, if it was a nightmare, it would be too real.

He had just had a conscious dream.

In the dream, he saw himself standing with the boss on the top floor of the twin-tower skyscraper in Nishitama City.

He was standing well, the boss stood defenselessly on the edge of the roof, opened and closed his mouth and said something to him, then smiled calmly, and fell backwards.

The twin-tower skyscrapers are very high, and he fell for a long time. After a long time in Jingbaiye, he was awakened without hearing any sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

... Then he found out that he fell off the bed~lightnovelpub.net~ After realizing the whole process of the dream, Jing Baiye's first reaction was to never tell Jin Jiu, if he knew that he was dreaming The boss committed suicide and will definitely come over and give him a few shots.

Jing Baiye got up from the ground, looked up, and instantly widened his eyes

I saw the other protagonist in the dream standing at the door and gave him a shush gesture. Seeing that he didn't call out that title, he put down his hand: "Did you forget the email I sent you yesterday?"

"Sorry, Spiatus."

Jing Baiye apologized in a low voice, and at the same time did not dare to look at the appearance of the boss... Spiatus.

"Go down to breakfast, and Ireland and I will take you to Sherlock's."

Spiatus didn't ask why he fell, which made Jing Baiye, who was extremely guilty, relieved.

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