Jing Baiye left a C-card mobile phone number for Qingshui Lizi, and almost ran away from her home.

He didn't know whether it was the influence of [Bad Woman's Suit] or the experience pressure Belmode put on her, but he always felt that the way Reiko Shimizu looked at him was more fanatical than Cognac and the fbi Hoover who had committed suicide.

He left the apartment, used his skills to remove the traces left by him, and returned to his body to find Belmode.

"Next to Ekota Town?"

Jing Baiye sat in the passenger seat and asked Belmode who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Well, I made an appointment with Chikage at 12:30 before departure in the morning, and I will take you and Kaito to the commercial street to buy clothes. She is going to the United States the day after tomorrow, and she wants to buy something for Kaito before departure."

Jing Baiye glanced at the electronic clock, and it was less than an hour before the appointed time.

"I heard from Qianying that you sent a robot to their family?" Belmode suddenly changed the subject.

Jing Baiye didn't deny it: "I delivered it a few weeks ago. Their home was broken into by unknown people."

Originally, he called for surveillance, but it turned out that there was no street surveillance near Heiyu's house. No level of hacking skills can be achieved without electronic devices that can be hacked into.

"Kaito is going to live alone soon, he is only twelve years old, he has no strength value, and I can't take care of him by his side. If people from the zoo organization or other thieves and robbers want to attack him, that robot can protect him. "

Hearing this, Belmode narrowed his eyes.

Jing Baiye is very familiar with her actions, which means she is suspicious of something, and sure enough he heard her say—

"She told me the date, I remember that time..." She looked at him with scrutiny: "Is Scotch whiskey in Ekota Town?"

"He was there investigating xyz cocktails—that zoo organization undercover."

Jing Baiye heard what she meant, and tried to dispel her doubts about him.

"Oh?" Belmode blinked, his tone pretending to be sad: "Angostella, are you worried that I will go to trouble him? With a new guardian, you will abandon me?"

Jing Baiye was stunned for a while, knowing that Belmode was acting, but his conscience still ached.

Among the three non-undercover men who stayed by his side, Scotland was the first to come to him, and he was the one who treated Amuro Toru best before he was injured. He liked the meticulous and gentle care very much.

So he didn't want Belmode and Scotland to have any conflicts, and let him be caught in the middle.

In particular, Belmode was more aggressive. Although she would pay attention not to hit them in the face, it left other serious physical and psychological trauma.

"I'm not gin, I don't want to be suspicious." Jing Baiye said softly.

Blind doubt will affect feelings. Once a crack occurs, no matter how hard you work, you will not be able to restore it.

Belmode looked at him, sighed suddenly, and stretched out his hand to land on his head.

"I know you are a good boy who values ​​feelings and will cherish those around you."

Like when she first brought him into the organization, she stroked his head one after another: "But the organization is no better than the outside world, it's not that you can't give your feelings, but you need to be more careful and cautious when giving, otherwise you will be the one who gets hurt. "

"...You don't want what happened to Pan Nuo to happen again, do you?"

Hearing that code name, Jing Baiye curled up uncontrollably.

Belmode saw his reaction and asked softly: "Angestra, answer me honestly..."

"Do you regret killing him?"

——

In the hospital, Fudo Kyosuke made another examination for Furutani Rei.

Since Jiang Guling was hospitalized, he will do a physical examination and inquire about him every day, very carefully.

This made the two undercover police officers feel very complicated. This doctor from the organization was more patient and responsible than many doctors in the police hospital, and his temper was also very good.

Except for the organization and Jiang Guling's spiritual issues, he didn't ask, other aspects, he answered every question.

"No problem, continue to cultivate well."

After Fudo Kyosuke finished the inspection, he asked the nurse behind him to come to the board, write down some points on the nursing records and reminders on it, and handed it to Mo Fu Jingguang.

"Mr. Amuro is physically strong and will recover faster than ordinary people. According to my estimation, he will be able to try to go to the ground alone after 2 months, and he will regain basic mobility after 3 months."

Zhu Fu Jingguang took the board and nodded: "Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Fudo Kyosuke got up with a smile and left with the nurse.

The door of the ward was closed, and the room was quiet. Zhu Fu Jingguang sat down again, handed the board to Jiang Gu Ling, and asked him to read the nursing records on it by himself.

"The doctor's recommendation is more than one month of rehabilitation... If it goes well, you can be discharged from the hospital in October."

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not doubt Fudo Kyosuke's judgment. As an undercover agent, he himself has a certain degree of rehabilitation medicine.

These days, he has seen nurses give Jiang Gu a small amount of medicine, many of which are very expensive imported medicines, which are not available in some Japanese markets for the time being, and may be smuggled into the country by the organization.

Jiang Guling looked at the record, which recorded his situation in the past few days item by item.

How he was injured, he knew in his own mind, what concerned him most was his trauma.

—His trauma is almost healed.

Jiang Gu Ling was very unbelievable about this result, and even felt a little nervous.

The explosion was very powerful, as can be seen from his multiple fractures and organ damage. Moreover, when one faces the explosion directly, trauma is the most serious. A large area of ​​burns on the skin is likely to cause post-injury infection. With the current level of medical treatment, no matter how good his physique is, he cannot be saved.

But the result of the examination was that his trauma was almost healed.

He thought that Zhu Fujingguang had said that Angostella had given him medicine to treat trauma, which might have been developed within the organization.

If I had known, I would have asked Hiro to draw a tube of blood on the second day after waking up, and quietly sent it to the police for testing, maybe I could find out some ingredients...

Jiang Gu Ling felt a little regretful.

It was much better than he expected to be discharged from the hospital in October, and he had nearly 2 months to complete the code assessment.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was about to pick up the textbook Angostella gave him to read, when he saw Fugu Ling frowning slightly from the corner of his eyes.

"Don't think so much, take a good rest." He persuaded.

Jiang Guling looked at him, because there were only the two of them in the ward, so he didn't have to pretend so hard: "It's boring just lying like this."

"Then I'll turn on the TV for you?"

"No, read carefully and leave me alone."

Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his head again~lightnovelpub.net~ His eyes fell on the textbook in his hand.

The current appearance brought him back to his worry-free student days in a trance. Once Zero was sick, he went to his home to help with the homework assigned by the teacher, and he stayed by his bedside to read quietly like this.

Angostella says that's just the basics.

Maybe his brain is not at the same level as the child prodigy who was admitted to MIT at the age of 9. He had a good academic performance back then, but he really didn't think there was any basis for this.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed when he thought that his little boss patted him on the shoulder and said that he could send an email to ask if he didn't understand.

He believed that he had asked, and Angostella would indeed answer patiently; he himself was not pedantic and rigid, and would refuse to ask questions to people so much younger than himself, but...

Just think of the difficulty that Angostura described at the time-toddlers learning to count by breaking their fingers-he couldn't open his mouth...

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