This bar was built in a very remote place, with abandoned buildings on the left and right sides, and no other open shops around. There were very few pedestrians coming and going. Zhu Fu Jingguang looked around for a while, but he didn't find any passers-by to call the police.

He stood there quietly, watching the raging fire engulf the car, his hands in his pockets clenched into fists.

Although it has long been known that the xyz cocktail will die, just like the cia undercover Tsubouchi who died before, the organization will not let go of undercover agents sent in by other forces. But I was prepared in my heart, and it was a completely different feeling from seeing an undercover agent killed with my own eyes.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at the raging fire... If he is unfortunately exposed one day in the future, will he be killed in the same way?

Under the heavy rain, the flames from the explosion were not as eye-catching as usual. Masaharu Nishio used a small bomb, which could only blow up the car, and the street lights next to him were not affected.

Zhu Fu Jingguang saw a blond man dressed as a bartender walking out of the bar, and he recognized it as Irish whiskey.

Holding a black umbrella, Ireland stood beside the burning car and watched for a few seconds. The flames illuminated his side face. Zhu Fujing saw a sneer on his lips, and there was no sign of loss of life on his face. pity.

He picked up the phone and sent something, then turned his head and looked straight at Zhu Fu Jingguang's direction—Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't avoid it, and he couldn't avoid it in this narrow alley. The four eyes are facing each other.

"..."

Zhu Fujingguang walked out of the alley, Ireland put away his mobile phone, and suppressed the malicious smile on his face.

"Angestra explained the situation to me. I will ask Xiwei to return the car you rented." Ireland gestured to the phone, "Come with me now."

Hearing the code name of the little boss, Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned: "Where are you going?"

"Didn't he tell you? After you complete this task, there will be an assessment. As long as you pass, you can get the code." Ireland's tone was more polite. You can ask certain questions with the medicine you need, and if there is something wrong with you, you will be executed on the spot...Of course, most people can pass, and then there is the strength test."

Zhu Fu Jingguang had drug training during the training, which is a necessary course for undercover agents. He also knew from the public security intelligence that when the organization conducts the code name assessment, the testers will be injected with diluted thiopental sodium. He has long been aware of this. Mental preparation.

"Spiatus will watch over you," Ireland added.

Standing in the rain, Zhu Fu Jingguang remembered who Spiatus was. He had seen that man who had a strange resemblance to Angustra in a pet shop. He and Angostella seemed to have a good relationship, and had sent him to violin lessons before.

"What is the strength test for?" He asked tentatively.

Ireland patiently explained to him: "You should have seen Angustra doing sniper practice on the training ground, right? That's it. You don't need to kill people in the test—you have a lot of opportunities to do that after you get the code name."

"..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang clenched his hands in his coat pockets, and nodded silently and slowly.

This is the awareness he had when he accepted the undercover mission. He couldn't bear to see the murderer who killed his parents die in the flames, and he rushed to save others... In order to protect the interests of more people, he had to point the gun at the innocent or the innocent. Equally guilty.

His soul would no longer be the white of innocence, but a darker black than the criminal he had spurned.

Zhu Fu Jingguang followed Ireland into the car, and Ireland put away his umbrella to remind him: "There is a change of clothes in the training ground, you can change them first, the assessment process is very long, it is estimated that it will end at night, wearing wet clothes is easy to catch cold."

"...It's okay, I'm not that bad." Zhu Fu Jingguang swallowed the thank you that almost blurted out.

The car started slowly, and Zhu Fu Jingguang felt the mobile phone in his chest pocket vibrate. Now he only has a mobile phone for internal communication with the organization.

When he opened it, it was a message from Angostella.

[Don't be too nervous about the assessment, even if you fail for a while, it doesn't matter, if you can stay with me, I can always protect you. —angostura】

【I'll wait for your return. —angostura】

I will wait for your return.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes softened, this was the third time Angostella said this to him.

If the organization is the dark night, then Angustra is a faint but real light in the sky... Just like his real name, it illuminates his world and prevents him from completely falling into the suffocating darkness.

This short week is extremely long for Zhu Fujingguang, the physical torture of being upside down day and night to track down xyz cocktail, and the mental torture of knowing Angostella's past... Fortunately, it will be over soon, xyz cocktail is dead, he You can go back to your little boss right away to take care of him.

[I will get the code name and return to your side. 】

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not leave the false surname of Luchuan, and pressed the send button.

…

7:57 p.m., training ground.

Zhu Fu Jingguang came to the seventh floor of the basement wearing wet clothes, with an unconcealable exhaustion on his face.

The effect of the diluted thiopental sodium is not that strong, and the damage to the body is not that great, but it is not so easy to withstand the effect of the drug. He maintained a highly tense mental state during those two hours.

The first step of the interrogation finally passed, and the next step is sniping... I hope that the accuracy will not be affected. Angostella said that Calvados and the others are about 650 yards, and it is enough for him to surpass them.

Zhu Fu Jingguang pressed his forehead and came to the wide open space in the middle. He saw the man standing there with the cat in his arms.

"...Spiatus?" he called.

Spiatus looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang together with the Scottish fold cat in his arms. The man with black hair and red eyes gave him the illusion that it was Angustra standing there.

"There are weapons, you pick the one you are most comfortable with." He casually pointed to the side, "As long as you hit the target I set, you can pass the test."

"Code name... this should be given to me by the boss of the organization, right?" Zhu Fujingguang asked abruptly.

"Boss can see your performance." Spiatus caressed the cat in his arms, "He will send you the code number by email after the assessment is over, and you can contact by email in the future."

...Sure enough, even the code members can only communicate with the boss by email, and cannot make phone calls, let alone see his real face...The same is true of the sacrificed Japanese whiskey and the arrested member.

Zhu Fu Jingguang went to find the weapon, assembled and debugged it after opening the box, and boarded the round platform with Spiatus.

"The distance is 700 yards."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded. He watched as Spiatus pressed a few times on the instrument next to him, and the projector below automatically adjusted its direction, projecting the image he had set up faithfully.

"?!"

The moment he saw the image clearly, Zhu Fu Jingguang froze there.

Above is a black-haired boy of elementary school age, sitting on a chair that is too high, his dangling legs dangling restlessly. He looks very cute, and his baby fat face is innocent and simple. He blinked his intact red eyes and looked around curiously.

The boy on the image overlapped completely with his memory, this is the Angostella he had seen... when he was seven years old.

Spiatus chuckled, and looked at him with the same red eyes as the boy~lightnovelpub.net~ You only have one chance, Midorikawa-kun. He said softly, "As long as you hit him, you can get the code name." "

"..."

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8:00 p.m., Nishitama City Twin Towers Skyscraper.

Jing Baiye, who was wearing a formal attire, stood at the dining table. He picked out what he wanted to eat with a plate. Yuan Jiaming followed behind him like a nanny. He packed some green salad.

[Host, there is a message on your phone. ] The system suddenly reminded him.

Jing Baiye handed the plate to Yuan Jiaming, took out the phone by himself, and the latest email came from the boss.

[He passed the test, code-named 'Scotch Whiskey'. 】

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