NOVEL WEB Chapter 14 There is always one death in life
The cigarette burned slowly, and the fire gradually came closer to the fingers as time passed.
After a while, Zhu Fu Jingguang came back to his senses. He pursed his lips. Just as he was about to throw the cigarette butt out, he saw Tang Muqing hand over a small iron can.
It seems to be a small metal jar for candy or tea, with a thin layer of fine sand pressed inside to extinguish sparks.
Zhu Fu Jingguang thanked him softly, put out his cigarette butt and asked dutifully: "What are your plans next?"
"Randomly select a security company." Tang Muqing put on his seat belt and looked down at his wallet to find a few cards. "We want large-scale transnational security, or..."
Having said this, Tang Muqing turned his head and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "Or the kind of gang-related enterprises under the guise of security."
Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyebrows twitched, he suppressed his doubts and started the car, and asked casually, "Are you looking for two bodyguards?"
in fact……
The content of Zhu Fu Jingguang's mission this time seems to have a protective nature, but it cannot be exposed.
"I want to play with guns." Tang Muqing lowered his head and pressed the buttons on his phone with a frown, as if he was very unskilled.
"Guns?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart was beating wildly, but his voice was as gentle and calm as ever.
Not quite right.
As a rich second-generation young man, he could understand playing with guns, but Tang Muqing's request was obviously to spend money on a few guns with no information and hide them privately. As for whether he would use them after hiding them...
Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned and couldn't help but think about it.
Do you feel that there are many dangers around you?
Or were you shocked by the death of your parents and planning to take revenge on society?
Or maybe he hates Tang Mu and Cheng or a certain classmate or teacher?
"Yes." Tang Muqing nodded calmly, seeming to trust the assistant he had spent several hours with.
He looked at the scenery passing by quickly outside the car window and said softly: "I always feel that there are many people who want my life..."
Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
A few days ago, that was true.
but now……
Zhu Fu Jingguang thought of the will statement that occupied the front pages of various newspapers, and for a moment he couldn't figure out who wanted to assassinate Tang Muqing.
Metropolitan Police Department?
Impossible. Now that Tang Muqing is dead, there may be conspiracy theories that the Metropolitan Police Department would not hesitate to assassinate him for a large sum of money.
Tang Muhecheng?
Capitalists are not stupid at all.
organize……
Even if Tang Muqing dies, the organization will not be able to quickly transfer all its assets, and the gains outweigh the losses.
perhaps……
Perhaps only Tang Mu Hecheng's enemies would have the idea to assassinate Tang Muqing in order to cause trouble for him...
Zhu Fu Jingguang came back to his senses and glanced at Tang Muqing in the rearview mirror before asking, "You seem to trust me, but after all, we have only known each other for less than ten hours."
It's noon now, they just met for the first time in the morning, okay?
Just tell him that you are going to buy weapons?
If he is an untrustworthy person, he will stab him with his backhand...
"I believe in fate. Mr. Obara is a good match for me." Tang Muqing smiled, folded his hands on his knees, leaned against the car door and looked out the window.
Well, you have to make a gun and learn it.
What if a seriously ill Xiao Hei comes and plans to torture him?
Either live and live in debauchery, or simply reincarnate, these are the only two options!
Zhu Fu Jingguang choked, remained silent and continued driving.
Maybe it's because I've been in the organization for a long time, but now I suddenly meet a 'fool' who says he only cares about fate, and I find it a bit...cute?
He's so cute. The way this kid is smiling clearly shows that he is not a fuel-efficient lamp!
"It's my honor." Zhu Fu Jingguang breathed a sigh of relief, his voice was calm, and he probed the mission target without leaving any trace, "But I don't think anyone would do this kind of business the first time they met. "
No matter which country you are in, gun control is at least superficially strict.
Hearing this, Tang Muqing shook his head, "It's okay, I have money."
Just throw money at it.
In Ke Xue's world, he would have given Conan face by not having two armed helicopters parked on the roof.
Zhu Fu Jingguang choked and remained silent.
Makes sense.
Although money is not everything, having enough money is almost everything.
After a while, Zhu Fu Jingguang came to his senses, turned on the turn signal, and asked softly: "To protect your own safety, it might be more effective to hire two bodyguards, so as to avoid being involved in any cases. "
Hearing this, Tang Muqing turned his head sideways, "It's better to keep things like weapons in your hands. I don't have to use them, but I can't live without them."
This is the last respect for the world of Ke Xue!
"That's right." Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded, showing no sense of justice from the police and unable to say anything to stop him.
He thought for a while and continued to ask about the itinerary, "Weapons cannot be solved overnight. What about after going to the security company? Do you want to have dinner at the restaurant or at home? My cooking skills should be pretty good."
Hearing this, Tang Muqing shook his head, "There is still a third trip."
Tang Muqing touched the paper map stuffed in the armrest box, looked at it slowly, and finally landed in an inaccessible place, "I still need to go to the cemetery."
Zhu Fu Jingguang paused and said, "Are you going to pay homage to the master and his wife? Should you prepare some sacrifices or flowers..."
Is it unqualified to go empty-handed?
and……
Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Tang Muqing's face through the rearview mirror and frowned imperceptibly.
It doesn’t look like he feels wronged and wants to cry at his parents’ graves, nor does he look like he misses his parents and wants to worship them. It looks like...
A little excited?
Are you planning to tell your parents who died young that you plan to live a life of idleness and wait until death to ruin your family?
Or are you saying that you made a will, bought weapons, and plan to go completely crazy? !
"No." Tang Muqing squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand to push back the hair on his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead. The smile on his face was extremely gentle, but there was a trace of expectation in his eyes, "There is always death in life, I plan to Let me choose a cemetery that suits my taste..."
The reopening situation was very good this time. I was targeted by the winery and established a relationship with the protagonist group at the beginning.
Live a wasteful life, die...
If you die, you will lose your fortune on the way to reincarnation.
The emperor has to build an imperial mausoleum as soon as he ascends the throne. Why can't he choose the tomb before the main plot begins?
The vehicle came to a sudden stop, and Tang Muqing was driven forward by the inertia.
He shook off the cigarette ashes on his body and turned his head to meet a pair of blue eyes with heavy bewilderment.
The man's eyes have a slight arc at the end, and his eyes look as beautiful as a delicate ragdoll cat.
Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't believe it, "Choose a cemetery?"
It stands to reason that the psychological quality of undercover agents is very strong, but...
He didn't even pick a cemetery!
Gin didn’t even pick a graveyard!
Which cemetery would Tang Muqing, a prodigal son, choose? ! !
Are you prepared to die on a big bed in a luxurious hotel? !