Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Chapter 281 Zhu Fu: I'm here, people are running away, smile:)

The organization’s base is in a mess right now, and there’s not even a leader.

Ever since Rei Furuya disappeared, Vermouth and Tequila immediately sent people to look for him.

It snowed heavily last night and the surveillance cameras at several key points were frozen and cracked, so for a while, no one could be found.

After the boss learned about this, he simply ordered Vermouth in a very calm voice to find the person as quickly as possible.

The punishment will come later.

After all, the boss is old and his heart can only bear limited stress. When he thinks that after Mojito runs away, a certain continent in the United States will declare independence in the future, the boss says: It's too exciting, I dare not open my eyes to watch.

"Find him, find him now! We must find him back!" ABOSS gave a death order.

He immediately gave Su Zijiu an order. Once the person was found, he should be taken directly to his laboratory. He would not release him unless the brainwashing was successful. He would send a special army to guard him.

Su Zijiu was very excited when he heard this. He had said before that Mojito would definitely fall into his hands, and now the opportunity had come.

In the base, Akai Shuichi stopped a passing grassroots worker and asked, "What happened?"

The man was feeling annoyed and when he was suddenly grabbed, he started to curse.

Turning around, he met Akai Shuichi's cold green eyes and stern expression. He was startled and stammered back, "A big shot is missing, and everyone in the base is looking for him."

"Who's lost?" Zhu Fujingguang, who had reduced his presence, lifted the hood of his blue sweatshirt, and his slightly raised eyes were filled with curiosity, and he asked in a friendly manner.

When the grassroots members heard the voice, they turned their heads and met Zhu Fujingguang's gentle blue eyes.

He shuddered, a chill running down his spine, and stuttered out of fear, saying, "Yes, it's Amuro-sama."

Akai Shuichi and Morofushi Kagemitsu both fell silent.

Lord Amuro?

It must be Toru Amuro.

zero……

Zhu Fujing lowered his eyes and turned on his cell phone immediately, and a new email came into his sight.

[Immediately search for Toru Amuro and bring him back safely. Tip: Don't listen to what he says, don't believe what he says.

Vermouth]

Zhu Fujingguang closed his phone, turned around and left.

Shuichi Akai reacted quickly as well. He took out his cell phone and looked at Vermouth's email. He chose the opposite direction of Morobushi Keimitsu and contacted the FBI to help find the person.

He didn't believe that he could find anyone in the American base.

The next morning, at the Kudo family...

After waking up from his sleep, Fūya Ling took care of himself, then walked out the door wearing a spotless magician's suit and dragging his leg cuffs.

The moment the door opened, he was facing the little girl outside the door who was looking up at him.

"Father." Xila called softly.

Fūya Ling lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at this well-behaved child who only had eyes for him. After a moment of thought, he slowly pinched the hair on her head and said with a smile, "You are my dear daughter. You are up so early."

Xila's eyes quickly swept over his handcuffs, and he clenched his small fists tightly, his round nails leaving several deep marks on the palms of his hands.

This is her god.

It's her father.

Who on earth dares to treat my father like this!

This is blasphemy!

Those who blaspheme God will suffer the consequences!

"I'm waiting for my father to have breakfast." Xila said obediently.

She tentatively reached out and took her father's hand. Seeing that her father did not refuse, she couldn't help but pursed her lips, suppressing the upturned corners of her mouth, and carefully led the way in front, looking very attentive.

Feeling another unfamiliar warmth in the palm of his hand, Fūya Rei opened his eyes slightly, and his beautiful purple-gray pupils revealed a hint of surprise and confusion.

He held the little girl's hand, very gently, as if stroking the bubbles sparkling in the sun.

The magician thought that the child was not free, but like a bird trapped in a cage.

But she neither longed to spread her wings and fly nor to open the cage.

She just stayed in the cage obediently, quietly and willingly, waiting for her owner to prepare beautiful clothes and delicious food for her and to guide her in the direction of progress.

He hated people being tied down.

But I can't hate Xila.

Fūya Ling glanced at the pink hairpin on the girl's head, held her hand and walked down slowly: "Then let's go together."

In a trance, he felt that this child looked very much like him.

The daytime is bright and beautiful, like a flower striving to bloom in the sun, while the night is as deep and gloomy as the abyss, emitting endless dangers.

After going down the stairs and turning the corner, a strange voice came into my ears.

"Mr. Toru, good morning."

Holding a cup of hot milk, Yusaku Kudo was wearing casual home clothes and looked particularly elegant and relaxed in the room with the heater on.

Furuya Rei stared at him intently, as if trying to identify something, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "It's Mr. Kudo, good morning."

Kudo Yusaku couldn't drink the milk anymore. His bright and wise eyes rested on the magician's face. After a moment, he said firmly, "You don't remember me."

Furuya Rei smiled and tilted his head, complaining half-heartedly, "Wow, Mr. Kudo is so perceptive. He spotted the problem so quickly."

Deep in the depths of Kudo Yusaku's eyes was a deep worry. He wanted to help Mr. Toru, but he didn't know where to start. Toru himself had lost his memory, and the only clue he had was the high-tech handcuffs.

The materials and craftsmanship are not available on the market today, and the involvement behind it is probably not small.

He needs to contact his connections to check.

After breakfast, Jōgō Rei came to the yard, and Xila stuck to him like a kitten, following him wherever he went.

Jōgu Rei turned around, lowered his brows and stared at Xila.

"Is father leaving?" Xila asked in a childish voice.

She raised her head and met her father's gaze. There was no emotion in her blue cat eyes, only a clear blue like the sky. She stood there like an exquisite doll.

Fūya Rei reached out and touched Xila's golden hair. His voice was clear and melodious, with a rhythm unique to a magician: "Yes, I'm leaving."

Although he blocked the locator in the chain, he couldn't block it forever.

The organization's people will come looking for us sooner or later, so staying here for one night is enough.

"Is Father going to abandon me again?"

Xila asked calmly, but her blue eyes were sparkling with water and pleading.

The magician squatted down, looked directly into the girl's eyes, and said without any perfunctory words, "I'm not abandoning you. Daddy's situation is unsafe, and it's inconvenient to take you with me."

He glanced at the little kid at the door out of the corner of his eye, pretending not to notice, and continued to comfort his daughter: "Mr. Kudo's family can teach you a lot."

"Can't my father teach me?"

Fūya Rei's voice was faint. "They will teach you to restrain yourself, to willingly accept your lack of freedom. They will make you one of the masses, and make you dance with joy in chains."