PNB Chapter 305 Where is My Father
Chapter 305 Where is My Father
After Shuichi Akai and Kagemitsu Morofushi were dragged into missions by Gin for a month, they were given two days off.
The two of them parted ways with big dark circles under their eyes.
Zhu Fujingguang returned to New York and went to the safe house where he and Zero had lived together before.
When he opened the door, his expression changed. He placed his hands on his waist, and a sharp coldness flashed in his gentle eyes, piercing directly at the shadow hidden in the corner.
"You come uninvited and trespass into someone else's private residence. Aren't you going to show up?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked gently.
Then, a figure slowly walked out from the shadows.
"……what?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang took one look and his expression immediately became tense.
This was a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes, who looked about five or six years old. She was wearing a red woolen dress, a purple-gray windbreaker, and brown leather boots, standing not far from him.
The girl raised her innocent little face, her cute cat-like eyes staring at him, and asked in a flat tone, "Where is my father?"
Zhu Fujingguang did not move his hand away from the gun at his waist. He did not relax because of the little girl's harmless appearance.
only--
The girl was looking for her father, how did she find him here?
be lost?
Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed and said, "Miss, I don't know your father."
"It's father." Xila emphasized.
Dad sounds so unimpressive.
Her childish innocence and stubbornness made Zhu Fujingguang relax a little.
He took his hand away from his waist and pulled out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, handing it over gently and casually, as if he was simply confused. "Okay, it's your father. Before you go looking for your father, can you tell me how you got into my house?"
Xila stated in a serious tone, "He pried open the window and jumped in."
Zhu Fujingguang's forehead veins twitched. He always felt that when this child grew up, there would be a pair of silver handcuffs on his wrists.
He placed the heavy bass bag on his back against the wall and asked tentatively, "I suppose your father taught you that it's rude to pry open other people's doors and windows or break into their homes?"
Xila's eyes flicked to where the gun was on his waist, and he answered every question: "Father never said that."
Zhu Fu Jingguang curled his lips. Isn't this common sense? Why do you look like "I don't have to do it if my father didn't say so"?
His heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was wrong.
He asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, young lady, what is your father's occupation?"
Occupation?
Xila thought carefully about her father, who had said, "God loves the world," and "Sin is thinking, sin is breathing."
A father who always says, "No, you can't do this, you can't do that," and "No one can face death without a reason"...
Wearing a clown mask, he laughed wildly and said, "This world is a cage, and we are all just jokes." Then he opened his arms and hugged the unknown father...
She said firmly, "My father is a pastor. He shepherds the world on behalf of God, teaches people to be good, and weighs sin and punishment."
The room was silent for a moment, and Zhu Fujingguang repeated dully: "Pastor, pastor?"
He was confused. Can clergymen have children?
Zhu Fujingguang, an outsider, nodded in confusion. Just as he was about to say something, Xila interrupted him: "I answered your question. You should take me to find my father."
Zhu Fu Jingguang said with a smile: "Don't worry, I keep my word. I will take you to the police station to ask the police..." for help.
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhu Fu Jingguang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly dodged the oncoming blade by turning sideways. He didn't have time to care about the cut on his clothes, and raised his fist to hit the girl.
He was racking his brain. What kind of training had this child received? She had such powerful strength and skills at such a young age. Why was she targeting me?
Zhu Fu Jingguang decided to use his fists to reason first and then communicate with the girl properly.
If we can find the girl's so-called 'father' and the forces behind him, we'll send him straight to the police station!!
Such a young child should be with his parents, go to school without worries, instead of fighting with strong men with knives...
Xila restrained her breath, and her small figure nimbly avoided the attacks, and the sharp blade in her hand made a series of breaking sounds in the air.
Zhu Fujing dodged, his eyes fierce, and punched the girl's shoulder. The girl moved away at an extremely fast speed and returned to him.
While he was retreating, he suddenly jumped up and punched him on the bridge of his nose.
Then, taking advantage of the moment he fell backward, a small pocket gun was placed between his thighs.
Zhu Fujingguang: ...sweating profusely.
Don't dare to move, don't dare to move at all.
"Miss, why did you suddenly attack me?" Zhu Fujingguang was bleeding from his nose in embarrassment. He didn't even dare to wipe it off and was sweating coldly.
His face was stiff, and he said with difficulty: "How did I offend you?"
Xila raised her head, looking particularly well-behaved: "I'm looking for my father, not the police."
If she went to the police station, the nagging Uncle Kudo would come over and give her some strange homework. The brat Kudo Shinichi would also laugh at her and call her stupid.
Absolutely not.
That little brat was a task assigned to her by her father, and she must catch him!
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."
Just desperate.
He was just a killer AKA undercover investigator who wanted to take advantage of the holiday to relax in this room with a childish atmosphere. Why was he caught by a little girl looking for her father?
The key is that I am not as skilled or strong as others.
He sniffed, and a cavity of blood from his nose choked into his throat. The sweet and fishy smell of blood made him gag a few times.
Zhu Fu Jingguang said in embarrassment: "Well, I will take you to find your father myself, but where is your father?"
"If I knew, I would go and find out for myself," Xila said.
Zhu Fujingguang silently clenched his fists and forced a kind smile: "But I don't know the place either. I don't even know your father's appearance or name."
Xila shook the gun in his left hand and the blade in his right hand, and said expressionlessly, "Lies."
"A month ago, my father lived here." Xila's eyebrows knitted together, and a hint of coldness and murderous intent finally appeared in his cute eyes. "My father was hidden by you."
She had been waiting at Kudo's house for her father to pick her up, but she waited for a long, long time and no one came.
So she could only ask the information dealers on the street.
The information the intelligence dealer gave him mentioned that his father lived here a month ago.
She hadn't found out who owned the house, but she could wait.
For her father, she will keep waiting.
She never lacks patience.
Zhu Fu Jingguang's lips trembled and he looked at the girl suddenly.
The child said a month ago?
The timing is too sensitive.