Chapter 942 If Jing Guang Was Like Him...

The next day——

After a night of rain, Tokyo has returned to its former peace. Or it should be said that for most people, their lives have always been ordinary. What happened on the East Capital Tower last night could only become a topic at the dinner table.

In fact, the same is true for parties like Asano Nobushige.

He stepped into the door of the music classroom under the warm sunshine. Azusa Enomoto smiled at him and said good morning. Toru Amuro stood at the table and enthusiastically introduced what desserts and drinks he had made today.

Except for the missing Okiya Subaru, the morning in the music classroom was no different.

While Azusa Enomoto was unpacking the lunch box, Nobunaga leaned into Toru Amuro's ear and asked softly: "Did you see the list I sent you last night?"

"Yes." Toru Amuro nodded, "I did a rough check and found that they are basically undercover agents from the political and economic circles, and the police are not involved."

Nobuhiro didn't believe that the list recorded all the NOCs of the organization, so he still reminded: "Since it has nothing to do with us, don't report it yet."

"I understand, don't worry."

The members who have access to this list are very limited. If the organization has an undercover agent within the National Police Agency, the clues will be discovered soon, and both Asano Nobushige and him will face suspicion.

Azusa Enomoto opened the lunch box and was about to invite them to have breakfast. When he turned around, he found Asano Nobuhige and Amuro Toru chatting together in private. He couldn't help but said helplessly: "Let's talk about anything after breakfast."

Nobushige and Toru Amuro immediately stopped communicating and walked towards the table.

"Did you watch the morning news?" Azusa Enomoto added, "Today the major news media seemed to be in a state of panic. They were everywhere reporting on the terrorist attack that occurred at the Toto Tower last night."

Xinfan expressed his doubts at the right time: "Really? I was walking in a hurry this morning and didn't see it."

Toru Amuro: "..."

The questioning look on Toru Amuro's face was so conspicuous that Nobushige couldn't ignore it naturally. He had to look at Toru Amuro and asked politely: "What's the matter, Amuro-kun?"

"Mr. Asano, you..." Toru Amuro said at a loss for words, "Did you forget that you were at the scene yesterday?"

Azusa Enomoto was shocked: "What? Mr. Asano was at the Toto Tower last night?"

"Yes, he was interviewed by the police. According to Mr. Maori, the terrorists seemed to have been chasing him with guns blazing."

Somehow, Nobushige could hear a bit of schadenfreude in Amuro Toru's words.

He glanced at Toru Amuro and said with deep emotion: "It's such a pity that Mr. Amuro was not at the scene yesterday. I also heard some details. The helicopter the terrorists were riding in seemed to have crashed in the end. It fell from such a high altitude. If you go down, it will be difficult to survive, right?"

Amuro Toru clearly saw a dangerous look in Asano Nobushige's eyes.

Is Asano Nobushige angry? But wasn't he the one who almost died last night?

"This is also a headache for the police." Azusa Enomoto did not notice the strange atmosphere between the two of them and continued to answer seriously, "Fortunately, the helicopter crashed in the Rice Flower Forest and no one was injured. If it had strayed even a little bit, it would have hit the residents. Zone. By the time the police arrived at the crash site, there was no one on the plane. I'm afraid they all parachuted out to escape."

Hearing this, Amuro expressed regret: "It's such a pity that there were so many terrorists on the helicopter. It would be great if the helicopter really crashed and everyone died."

"Crack--" The stainless steel dessert fork pierced the plastic lunch box containing the brownies and left a long scratch on the table.

Toru Amuro quickly looked back at Asano Nobushige.

Asano Nobushige pulled out the fork embedded in the hole and stabbed it into the cake. The crispy shell of the brownie looked fragile in front of the metal cutlery, while the soft cake body trembled and trembled as if it sensed danger.

While doing this, Asano Nobushige's expression was too calm.

Toru Amuro couldn't help but shudder.

"Actually, I agree with what you said." Nobuman suddenly raised his head and met someone's gaze. "If the plane really crashed yesterday and people were killed, it would have saved the police a lot of trouble. But not everyone may be happy to see it. For example, those people’s relatives or friends.”

He concealed his identity from someone to make both parties safer, not to make Rei Fukiya become careless and careless about life.

Of course, the accident last night was mainly due to Gin, and Nobuhiro still hasn't figured out Gin's intention.

Toru Amuro was deeply aware of Asano Nobushige's concerns about him.

He didn't say anything, just smiled and dismissed the topic. It's just that Toru Amuro was very emotional, not only for the kindness of Asano Nobushige, but also for his previous wrong estimation of him.

What a good person Asano Nobushige is, he still thinks about him even when he is in such danger. Rei Fukiya is deeply honored to be Asano Nobuhige's friend and comrade-in-arms, and to fight alongside him.

But every time like this, he would be a little confused. Asano Nobushige's attitude toward him didn't seem like a friend he had known for less than three months. Also, Rei Fukiya felt a familiar aura on Asano Nobushige's body when they first met.

All this time, Rei Fukiya has been trying to avoid thinking of people who will never be resurrected, but he has to admit that Asano Nobushige is really like Mōfu Kagemitsu. Regardless of personality, way of dealing with people, some small details of life, and even unique taste, they are all very similar to Jingguang.

In addition to these similarities, Asano Nobushige is more courageous, perseverant and rational than Morofu Jingguang.

Rei Fukitani couldn't help but think, if the scene back then had been like Asano Nobushige, wouldn't he have been exposed and wouldn't have stopped breathing on that cold night?

At that time, Jingguang must have been feeling very sad, right? The unwillingness to die, the regret of not being able to continue fighting, the worry of leaving him alone in the organization... These emotions were intertwined and prompted him to finally pull the trigger.

The familiar face of Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to appear in front of Jianggu Ling's eyes. Those slightly upward bright eyes looked at him seriously, as if questioning why his efficiency was so low and he had not achieved their common goal until now... …

"Amuro-kun, your salary will be deducted if you are distracted at work." Asano Nobuhige's voice pulled Fukiya Rei's thoughts out of the abyss.

His eyes slowly focused and regained their luster.

"Ah la." Toru Amuro smiled pretending to be relaxed and said, "If you deduct wages because of this, wouldn't you be too harsh?"

"Dong dong dong——" Someone knocked on the door of the music classroom.

"Here we come." Azusa Enomoto put down the cake and walked over with brisk steps.

Seeing that Toru Amuro returned to normal and no longer had negative emotions that were so scary that they could suck people in, Nobuhiro breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Zero's mental state seems not quite right. Should he suggest that the commander find him a psychiatrist to resolve the issue?