Imagine it this way, Plum is the melancholy type, making rich ladies unable to help but spend money on him just to see him smile. The intelligence house is the Hagiwara type, the kind of person who is sweet-mouthed and good at talking, and who is better at blowing kisses than anyone else. This kind of person is basically a high-level type of gigolo.

As for Toru Amuro, he can handle three personalities: serious, gentle, and sweet-talking. Most importantly, he has dark skin, which in itself touches the hearts of many people.

As for Zhu Fu Kong Liang... Zhu Fu Kong Liang decided not to judge himself for the time being.

In short, with two gigolos around, even if they are not gigolos, as long as they are both good-looking, they will be subconsciously considered to be of the same kind.

How can he avoid being misunderstood? Should he wear a police uniform to a bar? That would be even more of a rip-off than Toru Amuro going to a gigolo club to challenge him (not really).

But wearing a police uniform is indeed a good idea. At least when he wears a police uniform, Plum will never expose his identity as Bailandide.

When there are outsiders around, every member of the organization becomes more vigilant than the other.

However, before the specific plan could be implemented, Zhu Fu Kong Liang had no time to finalize the plan and he caught a cold due to the change of seasons and the drop in temperature.

After taking a leave from the police station, Zhu Fukongliang curled up in the quilt, rarely covering his head with the quilt.

It's mainly because the sunlight passes through the quilt, and some light can still come in through it.

Zhu Fu Kongliang recalled the reason why he caught a cold, and silently withdrew his hand that had reached out from under the quilt to look for his cell phone.

This time, I can't ask Kusuo to go back and help me. Kusuo's ability to go back can only go back to the state one day ago. Things that are broken will still be broken one day later.

At the beginning of the mermaid case, he caught a cold because he went into the water. After going back to the day before, his body became healthy. Without the external cause of going into the water, he would not have caught a cold the next day. So Kusuo's retrospection worked.

But this time, he had been feeling unwell for more than 24 hours, which meant that even if he went back to yesterday, he would still have a cold after a day. In that case, there was no need to ask his brother for help.

"Hmm..." It's a cold, but I feel like I have a fever. Zhu Fukongliang curled up in the quilt and forced himself to go to sleep quickly. He didn't want to suffer from hyperamnesia and lose control of his memories due to the side effect of the headache.

Perhaps due to the debuff caused by his illness, Zhu Fu Kong Liang fell back asleep quickly. When he woke up again, it was not because of natural causes, but because of the doorbell that never stopped ringing.

Zhu Fu Kong Liang did not close the door of the room tightly last night, so the soundproofing effect of the door was completely ineffective.

This made Zhu Fu Kong Liang, who was woken up, a little annoyed and he covered his ears. After a minute, the doorbell still didn't stop ringing. With his hair particularly messy because he was curled up in the quilt, Zhu Fu Kong Liang didn't even wear shoes. Under the gentle light of the night light, he glanced at the sky outside that had already darkened, and turned on the light with a sullen face.

The action of suddenly standing up from the bed made Zhu Fukongliang's brain dizzy and he felt as if the world was spinning.

The light was a little dazzling. Zhu Fukongliang squinted his eyes and hesitated for a moment before slowly opening the door amid the life-threatening sound of the doorbell.

There was only one person outside the door, Toru Amuro, who was holding something in his hands, but it looked like he had a lot of stuff.

Zhu Fu Kong Liang opened his mouth, and this time he completely forgot his usual gentle appearance. His face did not look good, but the sound he made was different from what he imagined - the moment he opened his mouth, Zhu Fu Kong Liang only made a short breath, and his throat felt itchy. He lowered his head and started coughing.

Amuro Toru had a worried look on his face: "I called you before and sent you a message, but you didn't reply so I was a little worried..."

However, Toru Amuro did not have time to explain more specifically. He has always been a man of action. Toru Amuro simply put his hand on Morofu Sora's shoulder and pushed him back into the room to sit on the sofa in the living room.

After preparing himself mentally, Toru Amuro said that he still couldn't adapt to so much surveillance in the room.

During the process, Amuro Toru took the initiative to ask, "Can I use the kitchen?"

Zhu Fu Kongliang was a beat late before nodding in response.

Amuro Toru then walked to the kitchen with the pile of things in his hand. It had been a while since the last kitchen explosion. Morobuchi Sora didn't ask anyone to fix it, but asked his brother to trace it back once (in exchange for a portion of coffee jelly). The kitchen explosion was also a sudden incident. As long as Morobuchi Sora didn't take the initiative to do it again, his ability to trace back could still be used.

So everything is as it was.

Toru Amuro first found the electric kettle, and while it was heating water, he put all the things he had prepared in his bag into the empty refrigerator. The electric kettle heated water very quickly, and after pouring a cup of water, he put it into ice water to cool it down, wiped the water off the surface of the glass, and ensured that the liquid temperature was within the range of slightly hot and drinkable, and then he held the cup of water in Zhufu Kongliang's hand.

Amuro Toru smiled and said, "I remember there were medicines in your apartment, Kongliang. Have you taken them?"

As a detective, Amuro Toru took a look at the situation in the room and was basically certain that Morofu Sora had not eaten anything all day.

There were no signs of the kitchen being used, and there were no takeaway boxes in the room. Zhufu Kongliang was still in his pajamas, his hair was messy, his eyes were slightly out of focus, and he ran out to open the door with a gloomy look on his face without even wearing shoes. Now he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Plus, I knew when I first met him that Morofu Sora Ryo was not good at taking care of himself.

Zhu Fu Kong Liang did not answer, but held the cup to test the water temperature and took a sip tentatively. Even though his taste buds were numb due to the cold and fever, Zhu Fu Kong Liang still tasted a little sweetness.

Morofu Sora was sure that there was no such thing as honey in his home, so did Amuro Toru bring it with him?

Perhaps because his expression was obvious, Amuro Toru explained, "In fact, Officer Chisu passed by Poirot while on duty in the afternoon and mentioned that you were sick and had taken leave today, but she was unable to take over her shift to take care of you in the evening."

Amuro Toru said he was free, so he took the job. Then he remembered that there was basically nothing in Morobuku Sora's apartment, so he went to the supermarket first, trying to contact Morobuku Sora but failed.

Zhu Fu Kongliang recalled that his cell phone had been placed on the bedside table and had not been charged during the whole process...Did he charge it? He did?

Or was he muted last night?

Memories of whether the phone was charged or muted kept resurfacing in his mind, and for a moment Zhu Fu Kong Liang couldn't tell which memory happened last night.

But one thing he was sure of was that he had not checked his phone or noticed if he had received any messages.

Zhufu Kongliang was in a daze for a long time, and Amuro Toru had to remind him: "Kongliang, have you taken the medicine?"

Having temporarily lost the initiative, Zhu Fu Kong Liang could only answer, but he didn't want to speak, so he shook his head.

As if coaxing a child, Amuro Toru continued to smile: "Then do you remember where you put the medicine?"

Zhufu Kongliang pointed to a place, and Amuro Toru walked over and found a medicine box, then took out medicine for treating colds. He thought for a while, and returned to the edge of the living room with the medicine box. When Zhufu Kongliang was drowsy, he suddenly stretched out his hand and covered Zhufu Kongliang's forehead with the back of his hand.

"Besides a cold, do I also have a little fever?" Amuro Toru said to himself.

Facing Zhu Fukongliang's eyes which rarely looked empty, Amuro Toru smiled and said, "Go back to sleep after taking the medicine. I'll borrow the kitchen for the time being, okay?"

Zhufu Kongliang was arranged clearly without saying a word. The side effects of illness on Zhufu Kongliang are often stronger than those on ordinary people. Everything else is fine, but once pain (especially headache and dizziness) is attached, Zhufu Kongliang basically finds it difficult to fully control his thoughts.

Anyway, Furuya Rei would not harm him in such a place. Morofu Sora didn't say a word in response. He took the medicine in front of Amuro Toru, went back to his room barefoot, covered himself with the quilt and went back to sleep.

This time, Zhufu Kongliang remembered to close the door, so even if Furuya Ling blew up the kitchen, there was no way he could be woken up.

Maybe because he slept too much during the day, Zhu Fu Kongliang woke up quickly this time. In addition, the effect of the medicine took effect, and Zhu Fu Kongliang's brain was finally not so confused.

Besides, Zhu Fukongliang was hungry. He only drank a glass of honey water today.

"...Wait a minute?" Zhufu Kongliang reacted and sat up from the bed, "So Amuro Toru is outside now?"

No, it should have been a few hours. Amuro Toru should have left by now, right?

Zhu Fukongliang combed his hair and hesitantly opened a crack in the door.

The lights outside were still on, and Morofu Kongliang immediately saw Toru Amuro sitting on the sofa with his back to him, looking down at his phone.

Zhu Fu Kong Liang: ...

Zhu Fu Kongliang had no way of deceiving himself that what he saw was an illusion and that there was nothing wrong with his vision.

After clearing his throat, Zhufu Kongliang opened the door, hesitated and waved to Amuro Toru who turned around to look at him?

"Good evening..." Zhu Fu Kong Liang asked uncertainly.

Amuro Toru laughed out loud, and he took the initiative to say, "I cooked some porridge. It should still be warm now. Do you want to have some?"

After getting the response, Toru Amuro poured a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Sora Morobuchi. It was sweet porridge with some side dishes that Sora Morobuchi was not sure of.

Looking at the young man in front of him, whose hairstyle was still a bit messy and whose pajamas were loose and velvet, making him look a bit more youthful and childish, the smile between Toru Amuro's eyebrows seemed to be a little more real.

"Oh, right." As if remembering something, Amuro Toru checked his phone and confirmed the time before smiling and saying to Sora Sora, who had just finished a bowl of porridge, "It's past midnight now."

Zhu Fu Kongliang looked up in confusion, but didn't react: "...So?"

Amuro Toru narrowed his eyes, his purple-gray eyes looking particularly gentle under the light. He smiled and said, "Happy birthday, Sora."

Hearing the unexpected words, Zhu Fukongliang widened his eyes in surprise.

Author's words: Kong Liang: This is a tit-for-tat (referring to Toru Amuro's previous illness)

ps: Birthday matter mentioned in chapter 127 www