Chapter 2: One day I will have a knife in my hand

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"A landslide occurred in Mount Rigen, Hokkaido, and the well-known medical professor Lu Zhitao and his wife were unfortunately killed..."

On the coffee table were some pieces of newspaper that had been spliced ​​together, but the remaining parts were too torn and couldn't be put back together.

But this paragraph alone can already explain the problem.

Lu Ren's face was gloomy.

No, that’s okay. The owner of this body is also named Lu?

He wanted to say this, but couldn't.

The hot pain in his chest blurred his vision and made it difficult to breathe.

This tearing pain that Lu Ren didn't want to be familiar with was already the third time this time.

Leaning on the sofa, Lu Ren raised his head and stared at the ceiling, suddenly understanding why his predecessor died.

Although everyone is dead, the feelings remain.

"I took it, so I owe you."

The pain didn't diminish with these words, but it didn't matter anymore.

Lu Ren stood up and continued to clean up the house.

After spending a while to clean up the garbage, Lu Ren started to rummage through the boxes.

First, he took out a business card from the coat pocket hanging on the hanger.

——Lu Ren

——Reporter from Tokyo General News

Your name is also Lu Ren, what a coincidence.

In this case, the unfortunate couple Lu Zhitao and his wife...

Lu Ren held the business card and was silent for a moment, then put it back into his pocket and continued to rummage through the boxes.

Anyway, on the bright side, at least he doesn't have to bear his real name all day long, which is really annoying.

After a while...

Mobile phones, wallets, car keys, driver’s licenses, real estate certificates, physical examination reports, blood donation certificates, bankbooks, red and white medicine capsules and metal iron boxes for capsules.

There are more and more things on the coffee table. Fortunately, the coffee table is not small, so these things don't take up much space.

After lining up, Lu Ren checked various documents first.

Lu Ren, 24 years old, has type A blood, is in good health, and has good sperm motility. He has a house under his name, a 100-square-meter detached house in Tokyo, with a two-story garage and a deposit of 3 million.

Now recruiting...

Ah no, that’s too far off topic.

The smile returned to his face, and the power of money temporarily swept away the haze in his heart.

After all, no matter what, those two are not his parents.

This body is sad, but Lu Ren is not sad. His sadness was still caused by the memory of his parents' long sleep.

But anyway, it's over.

He wants to live well and live better than before. The blood inheritance of the two old Lu families is tied to him alone.

We need to look forward, but before that, there is one more thing that must be verified.

News has always been rigorous, especially when it comes to life and death. If there is no definite evidence, it will only be said that the whereabouts are unknown.

In other words, the authorities found the remains of Lu Zhitao and his wife.

What Lu Ren wanted to verify was obvious. He wanted to make sure that the couple had been laid to rest. Although the predecessor has most likely made arrangements, he is just worried about what might happen.

"This is a matter of course," Lu Ren turned on his phone and clicked on the call history, "Don't let me look down on you."

The call records are very clean, and the predecessor seems to have a habit of regularly deleting them.

There are only two strings of the same number in the mobile phone interface.

Once yesterday, it was connected.

The first time was this morning and I missed the call.

Should be this. Lu Ren chose to call back.

Beep beep, after a busy tone.

"Hello?"

"Oh, dear Glenfiddich, you are finally willing to answer the phone. We have cremated the remains of your parents. According to your wishes, they are on their way to China and will be buried in their homeland soon."

Lu Ren didn't answer for a while. The damn translation accent made him unsure where this person was from.

He is an American who can speak Japanese, but he is also a simple and beautiful Japanese.

And what is Glenfiddich?

His English name?

Did your predecessor also work in a foreign company?

"grown ups?"

"Well, you did a good job. By the way, have I paid the fee?"

"Oh no, dear Lord Glenfiddich, please don't say that. It is our duty to serve you. You must be too sad. The organization is also deeply saddened by the death of the two adults. But please cheer up, Continue to dedicate yourself to the organization.”

Lu Ren gritted his teeth and almost couldn't stop himself. You turtle grandson, who taught you to be so comforting?

The employee’s parents are gone. The company pats you on the shoulder, it's almost done, come back to work quickly.

Even worse than the company in his previous life!

"Lord Glenfiddich?"

"Yes, I'm here. You're doing a good job. I'll call you again after a while."

Lu Ren hung up the phone and began to take a deep breath.

You can't be impulsive now, you have to hold back.

The ashes of "Lu Ren"'s parents are still in their hands. Now that they are about to resign, those grandsons might not dare to throw their ashes directly into the sea.

Lu Ren found paper and pen and wrote a resignation letter.

When it is confirmed that the two elders will return to their hometown, they will be buried in peace. He immediately slapped the resignation letter in the face of the Dogecoin capitalist boss.

"You little Japanese devils, even if it were a different world, I would still wish you were dead."

After scolding him bitterly, Lu Ren began to clean up the coffee table, removing his wallet and cell phone, and put the rest back where they should be.

After packing until the last item, Lu Ren's expression turned from gloomy to clear.

He picked up a red and white capsule from the table.

"With cephalosporin and wine, the mana... goes directly to the sky."

Drug capsules were scattered among a pile of wine bottles, and the manner of death was obvious.

Lu Ren breathed a sigh of relief knowing the cause of death.

Mixing cephalosporins with alcohol is very harmful and can even lead to death.

I will go out to the hospital to check my body, especially my liver.

Or do a full body check-up, Lu Ren's mouth twitched, it hurt.

The combination of cephalosporin and wine, let alone other things, will really hurt your body, as if it was run over by a steamroller.

Lu Ren put the medicine on the table, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out all the bills in it and started counting them one by one.

"Ten pieces of Fukuzawa Yukichi, three or four thousand-yuan bills, and a few 500-yuan and 100-yuan coins. He is indeed a rich man."

The money must be enough for medical treatment. Lu Ren breathed a sigh of relief and put on his shoes and clothes until he reached the door. He stopped and turned back quickly, "I almost forgot."

Lu Ren reached out and grabbed the medicine, "I don't know what kind of cephalosporin this is yet."

But the information that came into view in the next second made him freeze his movements and stay in place.

【APTX4869 (test product)

The poison is a huge poison that can kill people without being seen. Occasionally, the body of the person who takes the medicine will revert to its youthful state. 】

Two lines of black instructions are printed above the capsule. concise.

Um. It turned out that it was not cephalosporin, but APTX4869 (test product).

Um? !

What the hell?

"I..." Lu Ren reacted and squeezed out the second half of the sentence from his throat, "Fuck!"

Wait, don't panic yet. The problem is huge and there's no point in panicking.

Thinking at the best, maybe it's just an illusion?

How could a normal person see such an explanation floating in the air? It's not like playing a game.

It's just that his illusion is somewhat true.

Lu Ren calmed down and looked over again.

Only this time, there were a lot of illusions.

【APTX4869 (test product)

slightly】

【cell phone】

[Resignation letter (handwritten)]

【wallet】

【Porsche car key】

"It's not an illusion." Lu Ren scratched his head, "The turtle grandson who just spoke to me is from the organization? Am I also a member of this organization?"

Glenfiddich, Glenfiddich, whiskey

Winery, boss, Detective Conan.

Lu Ren gradually understood everything, "Then if you say this..."

Lu Ren grabbed the paper on the coffee table. He used a little more force and the paper was a little wrinkled.

"I just wanted to throw this thing in the boss's face."

Lu Ren was silent for a moment, tore up the paper, ran to the kitchen, boiled water, threw the shredded paper in and started cooking.

After it is completely cooked, add cold water to the pot and flush it all into the toilet.

After finishing his work, Lu Ren sat back on the sofa.

Start recalling the original plot.

Black organizations, wineries.

Mysterious, dangerous and powerful, cadre-level members all have their own alcohol code names, and they only read their code names when communicating with them, not their real names.

The purpose of the organization is to achieve immortality or rejuvenation.

The APTX-4869 taken by the predecessor, referred to as drug A, is a very representative product of the organization.

It seems good at first glance, but there is a problem. There are undercover agents and traitors inside the winery.

Japanese police, US FBI, CIA, British M16...

Therefore, the current wine-name cadres in the organization are basically all fake wines or wines mixed with water, and very few are real wines.

As for its predecessor, it should be considered a bottle of real wine.

Because generally speaking, agents are usually orphans.

Even if the parents are still alive, it is impossible for them to live under the supervision of the organization.

After thinking about this, Lu Ren came to the conclusion that he had to jump back.

Real wine is a dead end.

It’s wise to hug the red square’s thighs and raid the winery as soon as possible.

But before that, he had to survive.