Chapter 546 Scotch whiskey was successfully purified...?
Gold everywhere is the dream of many people.
Now this beautiful dream has become a reality in front of Zhu Fu Jingguang.
The gold in all directions shone brightly under the light, stinging his eyes.
He felt Izawa Jun looking at him, his look was like a villain tearing off a butterfly's wings and seeing its remaining body struggling in the palm of his hand, but at this time he didn't care about it at all.
The corridor wall was uneven, so he pressed it up with his bare hands and tried to break it off. However, despite exerting all his strength, the wall remained motionless.
There were scattered debris on the ground. He squatted down, picked up a few pieces, and picked up a palm-sized piece in the middle. The small piece actually weighed more than ten kilograms.
This is all real gold.
Gold, the only non-credit currency in the world.
From ancient times to the present, no matter which country or culture you are in, gold has been highly respected. Almost everyone knows that gold is a precious and valuable thing.
There are about 4 billion tons of gold on the earth, but most of it is in the earth's core and only a small part of the earth's crust, making it very difficult to mine.
By current standards, a deposit that can mine dozens of tons of gold is a very large gold mine, and here...
How much gold is there? Is this the organization’s trump card?
Zhu Fu Jingguang's scalp felt numb.
He didn't feel ecstatic about so much gold or have any greedy thoughts. He only had an ever-expanding fear in his heart.
"Come on, Scotland, we're only a third of the way there."
Yi Zerun yawned and called Zhu Fu Jingguang to continue walking forward.
The two walked forward, their pace was not slow, and after walking for nearly half an hour, they finally reached the end.
There is still an upward staircase in front of me.
This time the stairs were not as long as when they came down, and they walked about three floors. Izarun turned off the flashlight, opened the door above with one hand, and the two of them returned to the ground together.
Above was a sky soaked in black. Zhu Fu Jingguang finally saw this sky again after two weeks.
But he didn't feel the slightest joy at breathing fresh air again. The night wind blew on his sweat-soaked clothes on his back. He raised his face and stared at the building in front of him.
His hand hanging by his side remained motionless, and the numbness spread from his fingertips to his whole body.
What comes into view is a scene that can only appear in dreams, a golden villa.
The eaves, corners, walls, pillars, steps... every inch is a much more dazzling golden color than the underground corridor, and the beams of searchlights surrounding the villa are focused on it.
This brilliant and eye-catching color seems to appear at dusk at night.
Yi Zerun walked up to him and was about to speak when Zhu Fu Jingguang turned around suddenly and grabbed his arm.
Even when he saw Yi Zejun reveal his identity, even when he learned the true identity of the leader of the organization from TV, Zhufu Jingguang never showed such an expression.
"How much gold is there?!"
Yi Zerun casually... tried hard and broke free: "I don't know the specific amount, but this villa and the 5-kilometer corridor below are all made of gold, at least thousands of tons."
Thousands of tons of gold, what is the concept?
The last data released by the International Monetary Fund showed that global official gold reserves totaled 35,568.4 tons.
Among them, the United States has the largest amount, reaching 8133.5 tons; Japan ranks eighth in the world, with 846 tons.
The gold here has exceeded Japan’s entire gold reserves!
what does that mean?
A powerful country can probably laugh out of its dreams when it discovers so many gold resources, and no matter how hard the outside world presses, it can only watch.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who did not have such conditions, could not be happy at all at this time.
He felt as if he had been pushed into ice water, and every pore of his body was filled with chills, making his soul tremble.
If these gold matters are known to other countries...and the United States...
If the organization is backed by Japan's largest chaebol, it could easily cause economic turmoil; then with so much gold in front of us, it can cause even more terrible disasters.
Crazy people came to seek gold, social order was affected, and even...
war.
Even in modern society, in order to plunder huge resources, some countries that usually call for the supremacy of human rights can instantly tear themselves apart and attempt to step on the flesh and blood of indigenous people and step into their homes.
"You are a good man, Officer Zhufu."
Izarun suddenly spoke.
This was the first time he called Zhu Fu Jingguang this way, neither his full name nor his code name.
As an undercover agent, Yi Zerun is very sensitive to other people's emotions, and he can see Zhu Fu Jingguang's fear and struggle at this time.
"Faced with so much gold, you were not tempted or had the idea of occupying even one ten thousandth of it, but you only cared about the safety of the country..."
"But unfortunately, not everyone in the world can be like you."
Yi Zejun sighed softly.
This is a completely good person - even after suffering, he is still willing to do good.
It is different from everyone in the organization.
...It's a pity that he met the BOSS.
Ever since BOSS came to power, he has never deliberately hidden the news about the Golden House. Although he did not publicize it everywhere with a loudspeaker, he never silenced anyone who knew about it, and even set up searchlights around the villa at night.
BOSS doesn't care about money, he likes chaos and disaster, and likes to see despair on the faces of those who are used to happiness when peace is completely broken down.
He would be very happy to use this wealth that does not belong to him in exchange for such a carnival that affects hundreds of millions of people.
"...There is no reason..."
Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head and his trembling voice seemed to be convincing himself: "Coming for gold is an invasion. They cannot enter other countries like this!"
His words did not move Yizerun. He sighed again and lightly knocked away a straw that the other party had managed to catch when he was drowning in the sea, letting his warm and bright soul sink completely.
"Why not?"
"Here, there is a criminal organization with influence in many countries, and the Japanese government has not been able to solve it for many years."
"In order to defend justice, there are many reasons for them to come in and 'assist' in the search, right?"
After Izawa Jun finished speaking, he paused and corrected himself: "No, I made a mistake. They don't need to come in - there are already tens of thousands of US troops stationed in Japan on Japanese soil."
"…………"
Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground. Only his brain was still thinking numbly.
The organization BOSS is an unprecedented lunatic. He casually exposed so much gold to others because he just wanted to see Japan suffer a disaster...
Turn it over to the government?... Putting aside whether Angstra will kill them or not, the time and manpower it takes to pack it up will inevitably leak out in the process.
Since it cannot be used, it is safest to remain unknown as in the past.
This wealth is too huge. Once exposed, the risks involved are too high. Legal and ordinary gray methods are simply not enough to deter. More cruel and safer methods must be used.
Therefore, he can only...
"...I agreed."
The undercover police officer lowered his head completely.
"I will devote my loyalty to the organization, assist Angstra with all my heart, and defend every piece of wealth for him..."
Angstra is his hope.
Completely opposite to BOSS, he will never let anyone get involved with this wealth. He will be the best protector of this gold, this country...
…
Seeing Zhu Fu Jingguang bow his head completely, Yi Zerun should have breathed a sigh of relief, but for some unknown reason, his heart did not relax.
This was the best way he came up with.
Even if he is soft-hearted towards Angstra, Zhu Fu Jingguang is still a mature-minded adult, and his three views have long been formed. No matter how many blows he experiences, his temperament will not change drastically, distort and then degenerate, and he will become someone who commits crimes at will for his own selfish desires.
people.
They will not surrender to the darkness, and can only use what they care about most to trap themselves.
——Now Zhu Fu Jingguang chooses to lower his head to protect his homeland and is willing to never return to the sun.
From then on, Zhu Fu Jingguang's other tasks were hard to say. Just tracking down undercover agents sent by other countries was definitely a hundred times more focused than Ginjiu.
Yi Zerun looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang's hands. The hands that were pressed to the ground finally stopped shaking. His fingertips left traces on them, and he clenched them into fists to support his shaky body.
At dusk, there are also cherry blossom trees planted around the annex. The wind blows, picking up the cherry blossom petals that have fallen from the branches, and drifting into the deeper night, without a trace.
Jun Izawa stared at the dissipating cherry blossoms, took out his phone and checked the time.
11:23pm.
...very good, he completed the task perfectly, and it was worthy of all the words he said and the many walks he walked!
On their way here, the hospital nurse had already sent an email telling him that Liu Jishunyi had completed the operation and that his legs and other injuries on his body were fine. The most serious ones were his eyes.
"Bourbon..."
After a while, Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his face.
"Will you also instigate Bourbon? Angstra also likes him very much, and he is better than me..."
"If you need it, I can...convince him."
He seemed to be saying something extremely shameful, and the last few words slipped out of his mouth with great difficulty.
He didn't mention Rai at all. He wished that the organization and Angstra would completely forget about this foreign Japanese undercover agent.
"He..."
Izarun thought of something and had a strange look on his face: "He is in the hospital now."
"Before I came here, I had asked the nurse to send him to ward 1402, where he used to live."
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I will never write such troublesome plots again...