Chapter 912 Is Zhu Fu Jingguang Really Dead?

Nobushige shook his head helplessly and turned the topic back to Akai Shuichi's death: "I have a bad premonition about what happened today."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Guling asked.

"I have been observing Shuichi Akai and Kiel with the scope, and there is also a first-person camera on Kiel's shoulder. Combined with the two, I found that the bullet in Curacao was almost close to Kiel. Shot from a pistol."

Nobushige didn't say it clearly, but Rei Fukiya was already aware of the problem: "Isn't that the best shooting angle?"

"But it's probably the only angle from which Shuichi Akai could be shot."

Fang Guling was silent for a moment: "That's right."

Shuichi Akai is a very good sniper, and his sniper distance is still a legend among the organization. Any sniper will use him as a benchmark to measure the shooting level.

For Akai Shuichi, even if it is a close range shooting, he should be able to avoid the vital points. The only thing he wouldn't guard against was the bullet fired from Kiel's pistol, because that was his plan.

If Curacao had not done this, Shuichi Akai might not have died at all.

Nobuhiro looked worried: "Maybe Curacao just made a temporary decision and chose such an awkward angle. But there is another possibility..."

"Curaçao or Rum behind him knows about Shuichi Akai and Gere's plan to fake their own death." Rei Fukiya's tone darkened, "This is really bad news."

"Fortunately, you didn't participate in Kiel's plan to shoot Akai. Even the previous rescue of Kiel had nothing to do with you. Even if Rum is suspicious, he won't suspect you."

Fukitani Rei didn't feel relaxed at all because of Asano Nobushige's words. He asked, "What about you?"

It is true that Bourbon was not involved, but the recent actions of the organization in Japan were basically arranged by mezcal and gin. Missions have failed repeatedly. If there is no person in charge, even Feng Gurei doesn't believe it, let alone Rum. He was just waiting to find fault with mezcal.

"You don't have to worry about me." Nobuhiro smiled softly, "Gin and I are just grasshoppers tied to the same boat. If something happens to me, he won't be able to avoid suspicion."

"What if Rum wants to deal with you and Gin together?"

A dangerous look flashed in Xinfan's eyes: "Then let's see if the boss will let Rum continue to be arrogant."

Fang Guling was silent for a moment and did not continue to persuade.

Although he and Asano Nobushige had talked heart-to-heart, he did not understand Asano Nobushige's mission after all, and his understanding of mezcal was only superficial.

At this time, he should choose to believe Asano Nobushige.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Guling closed his eyes a little irritably.

The moonlight shines into the room through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the music classroom, drawing mottled shadows on the floor.

It was very quiet at night, and the music classroom with closed doors and windows didn't even have airflow fluctuations. Jiang Guling almost closed off his vision, hearing and touch, focusing all his attention on his brain.

Calmness had returned tonight, and he could finally calmly sort out his thoughts.

Akai Shuichi's death was not expected by Rei Fukutani, but his death gave Rei Fukutani an idea that he had not dared to touch before.

It's just a dead man, what does Rum want with his body? What exactly does Rum want from Akai Shuichi?

And the cause of death and the method of treatment were almost the same as those four years ago. Was it a coincidence, or did Rum have another agenda?

Did Shuichi Akai get this ending because he was the executioner who executed Scotland four years ago? So is today's incident still related to the incident that Jingguang exposed?

Jianggu Ling's thoughts were in a mess. He didn't know what he was afraid of. At the same time, there was another possibility that quietly poked its head out.

Is Shuichi Akai really dead?

Fang Guling asked himself silently.

If Akai Shuichi is not dead, what about Scotland? Will Jingguang also live in a corner?

Oops, when he thought of this, beads of sweat broke out on Feng Gulii's forehead, his chest rose and fell abnormally, and his breathing rate doubled.

He had never doubted Zhu Fu Jingguang's sacrifice before, so he never looked for or worried about him. But now, when the seeds of doubt were sown in his heart, his worry was like an extinct volcano that had been silent for many years erupted, burning his internal organs.

Will Jingguang still be alive?

After all, he has not seen Jing Guang's body or ashes until now.

But at the same time, Jiangu Ling was afraid of this possibility. He couldn't imagine what kind of pain Jing Guang would have experienced in the past four years if he were still alive.

He is afraid, afraid that Zhu Fu Jingguang is not dead,

Compared with Fangtani Rei's complicated mood, Nobuhiro was also worried, but at least he could sleep peacefully.

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The next day——

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department finally responded to the car explosion that occurred in Laiyeya last night. The Metropolitan Police Department denied the speculation of a car bomb by some media. The report also disclosed some details of the accident. Let's connect next A well-known public safety expert in the United States..."

Azusa Enomoto sat in front of the TV with a small stool in her arms, staring at the female anchor on the screen with a worried expression.

Nobushige saw such a cute scene when he came in. He greeted Azusa Enomoto as usual: "Good morning, Miss Azusa."

"Good morning, Mr. Asano." Azusa Enomoto stood up and moved closer to Nobushige, "Did you know that there was an explosion at Yeya last night? There are rumors on the Internet that this is a car set up by a terrorist organization. bomb!"

Nobuhiro looked surprised: "Is it a terrorist attack? But I heard that the explosion did not cause any casualties?"

"Hi!" Azusa Enomoto looked like you were too naive, "How dare the Metropolitan Police Department say this? The election is coming soon, and it would be terrible if it caused panic."

Hearing this, Nobuhiro nodded, agreeing with Azusa Enomoto's guess.

There are all kinds of rumors on the Internet, and some people who claim to be insiders even come out to muddy the waters. But Nobushige, the real insider, wishes that the storm of this incident would be over soon. He has been very busy recently, so please don't get into trouble again.

"Good morning, Mr. Asano, Miss Azusa~" Toru Amuro followed Nobushige and pushed in the door. He raised the lunch box in his hand, "Today's breakfast is still brownie, but there is a slight improvement. Please try it. How about it."

Azusa Enomoto glanced behind him twice and asked doubtfully: "Isn't Mr. Okiya here yet? It's almost time to go to work. I thought he could be earlier today."

As soon as these words came out, the movements of Nobushige and Toru Amuro paused for half a second at the same time, and then returned to normal almost simultaneously, as if nothing happened.