Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 47 He's a good guy, but he hates me a little bit
After finishing the matter with Kuroba Kaito, Nan Ling took a rare break.
Antoine and DK were quite happy doing the organization's tasks. Every time Nan Ling saw them, he would sigh at the young people's strong energy.
Then he threw more tasks to the two people, including his own.
Nan Ling has become very skilled at exploiting the labor of others.
Then after careful consideration...
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"Long time no see, Jingguang-kun."
Nan Ling watched Zhu Fu Jingguang move his luggage and get into the car.
"Although I told you to wait for my notice before returning to Japan...but I didn't expect you to be so obedient. How many years have you not been back?"
"Ah... it's been more than three years." Zhu Fu Jingguang sat in the co-pilot seat, "But I'm actually not as obedient as you think, Chat."
Although the two had been in contact over the past few years, Nan Ling had only asked him questions like "Have you been discovered? How have you been doing recently?" and had no idea of his specific whereabouts.
"What have you done?" Nan Ling thought about what happened there recently, and his expression gradually became a little broken. "Hey, hey, hey... don't tell me that the bar called 'White Crow' is opened by you."
The White Crow opened a few months ago. It is a place for trading intelligence that has recently emerged and is well known to everyone "over there".
Nan Ling heard it by chance when he was treating some people as "Seven".
There has been no other movement there recently except for this incident, and he couldn't help but suspect Zhu Fu Jingguang.
"Has the organization noticed White Crow?"
"No, I have my own intelligence channels."
"That's good." Zhu Fu Jingguang said briskly, "That will be our base camp in Japan."
"In Japan?" Nan Ling sighed, "Where else have you been?"
"At first, we headed towards North America. We went to Canada first. But there were too few people there, and the organization didn't have any important bases there."
Zhu Fu Jingguang waved his hand and said, "I stayed there for more than a year before going to the United States, where I initially established an intelligence organization."
"You are so awesome..." Nan Ling said weakly.
"I know that I can't be discovered by the organization." Zhu Fu Jingguang comforted him, "So I haven't shown up much, and I haven't carried out any activities against the organization. I'm just collecting information."
"Okay, I believe in your ability." Nan Ling could only say this, "Besides, the organization's actions there are still restricted to a certain extent, especially after Hei Mai's defection."
"I did hear about Black Rye," Zhu Fujingguang replied. "I heard about the FBI's activities a few months after I arrived in the United States. Later, they said that an executive named Akai Shuichi had returned. I thought he must be Black Rye at the time."
"Yes, I was in charge of hunting him down at that time." Nan Ling looked as if he couldn't bear to look back on his dark history. "If I hadn't backed down so quickly, you might not be able to see me today."
"Is that so?" Zhu Fu Jingguang pondered for a moment, "His ability is indeed very strong, but I have only heard of it and have never faced him."
"It's better not to confront each other." Nan Ling shook his head. "What happened next?"
"Later, we tried to keep a low profile and collect all kinds of intelligence to see if there was anything we could use to deal with the organization." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, "So far, there has been no results. The most we have found are peripheral members. The members with code names are very careful and we haven't been able to catch any handles."
"It's pretty much what I thought."
"Then after receiving your notice, I asked some people to come here and establish a base."
"After all, Japan is their base camp, and there must be more opportunities in Japan," said Nan Ling.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was still a little confused: "Why did you want to call me back?"
"First of all, it's been almost four years since your 'death', and the Rye who executed you has already defected. I don't think the organization cares that much about this anymore."
Nan Ling paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, I learned how to disguise myself from Vermouth, so I can help you conceal your identity."
Of course the main reason is that the main line is about to open.
"That woman would teach you this?" Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows.
"I used some tricks." Nan Ling smiled innocently, "Don't worry, it's not illegal."
"Even if you break the law, I can't do anything to you."
"I'll take this as a compliment." Nan Ling turned the steering wheel. "We're here. You can stay at my house first."
"Oh, what a beautiful house."
"Come on, stop being polite and come in." Nan Ling said as he took off his coat. "The basement is my clinic, so don't go down if you don't have anything to do. The first floor has a living room and kitchen, and the innermost room on the second floor is my bedroom. You can pick the one you like from the remaining guest rooms."
"You also have a clinic..." Zhu Fujingguang looked around his house politely.
"I am a doctor after all." Nan Ling turned and looked at him, "I wonder if the boss of Bai Ya has ever heard of the name 'Seven'?"
"Seven? You are Seven?" Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little surprised, "I have heard of it... but I didn't expect it to be you."
"Extended illness makes one a doctor." Nan Ling said lightly.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a moment.
Because Nan Ling had always acted as if he didn't care much about his past, Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't react to what he said for a moment.
I have lived in the organization as an experimental subject for three years.
Thinking about it now, those days must have been not easy. Chat actually learned medicine at that time...
"Oh, by the way, what pseudonym do you want to use when you come back this time?"
"Bai Zeyou." Zhu Fu Jingguang replied subconsciously.
"It sounds nice." Nan Ling gave a perfunctory compliment.
"Thank you." Zhu Fujingguang responded politely.
"I originally thought it was okay to let you stay at my house. But since you're still running the White Crow, you 'd better find a new place to stay... Would you like something to drink?"
"Of course." Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "I would have moved out as soon as possible even if you didn't tell me... Do you have any Scotch whisky?"
"I think you'll have to change your bad habit of drinking your own code name sooner or later." Nan Ling complained, "You really aren't afraid of others discovering your identity."
"Then have some Charter bars."
“…”
Nan Ling felt an angry hash mark popping up above his head.
"Just kidding." Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed. "Boiled water is fine."
"You're really like Amuro Toru in that you can irritate people without any hesitation." Nan Ling said helplessly.
Zhu Fu Jingguang sat up straight at once: "Have you met him? How is he? The organization doesn't suspect him, right?"
"Calm down." Nan Ling pressed his hands down, "I met him a few years ago. He was quite nice at the time, but...he hated me a little bit."
Nan Ling felt a little sad when he said this. He clearly came here to save people, okay?
"You faked your death that night so he didn't know. He thought I was going to do something with your corpse."
"So... you didn't do anything?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked cautiously.
Nan Ling felt a second # sign appear above his head.
"Of course not, please don't suspect that I have any strange habits, ok ?" he said word by word.
Why do some people always think they are perverts? Either they are transvestites or necrophiles...
"Oh sorry sorry."
"I heard little about him afterwards. But he must still be alive, or I would have known."
Zhu Fu Jingguang looked a little lonely, but also seemed relieved.
"Just being alive... is good."
Nan Ling looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang.
According to his memory, Zhu Fu Jingguang was the second one to die among the five people in the police academy.
So in the past few years, two of the remaining three must have died, and now only Furuya Rei is left.
But Nan Ling really couldn't remember the names of the remaining two people, when they died, or how they died.
So there was nothing he could do.
I'm a little... sorry.
Nan Ling looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with a bit of distress, as he was obviously in a low mood.
