The ultimate blue sea

Chapter 83

Hu Bugui unhurriedly looked at the door. In fact, this was only an automatic gesture. He believed that even if the person who had been instructed to watch him suddenly walked in and saw what he was furtively doing right now, he would most likely pretend not to have seen, walk right out, and close the door.

There was a file pouch in the cabinet, yellowed with age. Hu Bugui wiped the dust off of it and opened it. Inside he found a map densely marked with different colors of pen, a list of names—Hu Bugui glanced at it briefly and knew that everyone on this list was using an assumed name—with contact information and locations after them, as well as a check, a little notebook, and a hard disk.

The little notebook was actually a diary, a research journal kept by an unknown person back when the Utopia Project had still been legitimate. Hu Bugui flipped through it, then put it away, figuring that the things on the hard disk were likely also inextricably linked with the Utopia Project.

When the worst had happened, General Xiong had taken on the nonexistent blame for everyone, laying a road for the RZ Unit to continue in the dark.

Just as Hu Bugui was about to put the things away, there was a faint movement behind him. Hu Bugui quickly turned his head. His hand had already subconsciously reached for his waist when he saw a human figure flash and a person jump inside.

He opened his mouth. Rather dumbfounded, he said, "Su...Qing?"

Su Qing winked at him, patted dirt off himself, put his index finger up to his lips, and shushed him. He openly walked over and sat on his desk—he seemed very sure of his own safety. He must already have noticed that there was no surveillance system here.

Hu Bugui kept his voice low. "How did you get in? Didn't I tell you not to come back?"

Su Qing seized Hu Bugui by the front of his shirt and, smack, kissed him firmly on the lips. His eyes curved in a smile. Somehow, Hu Bugui felt that he was in an especially good mood—his mood was better than it had ever been before. It wasn't that Su Qing was normally very gloomy. It was that he very rarely displayed any particular emotions in front of others.

Hu Bugui couldn't maintain his frown. His expression softened involuntarily. Looking at Su Qing, he sighed very helplessly.

"I get in by every opening," Su Qing said, smiling. "Headquarters has lots of defensive gaps. When I snuck in without ever having been here, you still couldn't catch me, never mind now when I'm so familiar with the place."

Hu Bugui found that he had suddenly become younger, very obviously using his expression to hint "Aren't I awesome? Hurry up and praise me." There seemed to be a fluffy tail wagging behind him. So while Hu Bugui was still as care-laden and heavy-hearted as before, he couldn't resist smiling and reaching out to stroke Su Qing's soft hair.

"Do you have anything else to do at headquarters? If not, I'll think of a way to get you out of here." Su Qing considered. After a moment, he asked, "Have they all gone?"

Hu Bugui nodded and tucked the file pouch away. "Where's Tutu?"

"I handed him over to my dad," Su Qing said briskly, the corners of his eyes and the tips of his brows rising. He seemed a little like a youngster. He even couldn't resist complaining, "That dad of mine, he's really hard to sway, and he's a grouchy old man. If I had told him to leave B City, then even if I had laid everything out, he still wouldn't have gone. But if I asked for his help with something, he definitely wouldn't refuse."

He took out an iron hook and flashed it in front of Hu Bugui. "There's a fifteen-second blindspot when the surveillance camera on the roof turns in the other direction. Climbing three floors—can you do it?"