Chapter 57 Avoidance, whimsical ideas, a seamless, pretentious facade...
Back at the hotel, Yuan Jianxing used the same trick again, repeatedly "clutching with both hands and supporting with one hand," and finally managed to overcome all obstacles and open the door.
Once inside the room, he immediately put Fu Ze back on the other person's bed and made sure he didn't fall on top of him.
Perhaps it was because he sensed the familiar scent and softness, or perhaps it was because he had absorbed enough energy from the heat source along the way, but this time Fu Ze obediently let go, allowing Yuan Jianxing to pull him off his body and stuff him into the blanket, then roll him around a couple of times to wrap him up in a tight sushi shape.
Having accomplished all this, Yuan Jianxing breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back, and collapsed onto his own bed on the other side of the room.
After carrying an unconscious adult male for such a long distance, his arms were on the verge of exhaustion.
Despite his relatively slender build compared to his peers, Fu Ze is actually quite muscular and has a substantial physique.
The final opening of the door was only achieved through the sheer willpower of Hara Mihoshi himself.
After regaining some strength sitting on the bed, Yuan Jianxing got up, turned on the air conditioner in the room and set it to heating mode before taking a shower.
Looking at the warm steam rising from the bathroom, he suddenly recalled a scene from the cruise ship.
He instinctively reached out to turn down the water temperature, but Yuan Jianxing stopped just before his fingers hooked onto the faucet.
Why avoid it? What's there to avoid?
Would I really care about such a small incident?
joke.
With that thought in mind, he stepped into the misty white water, letting the hot water pour down on his skin.
Kneading the muscles in his arms that ached from prolonged exertion, Yuan Jianxing began to review his actions from yesterday to today.
There's really nothing to review, because judging from the current results, he has almost achieved all the goals he set beforehand:
1. The ability to investigate rhinoceros horns.
Previously, he was misled by superficial phenomena and hastily determined that the rhinoceros horn's ability was [teleportation].
After this series of tests, he has now completely confirmed that the rhinoceros horn's ability is [Mirror Image], and that it is a [Mirror Image] with very limited conditions.
So next, he used this opportunity to set a trap for Rhinoceros Horn.
The so-called left and right arms are meant to be cut off as a warning to others.
2. Find leverage over the Cummins Group.
The upgrade of Dara Port was a loophole that Yuan Jianxing deliberately created to cover up the illegal activities of the Cummins Group.
And thanks to Fu Ze's instigation, the other party did indeed walk into his trap as expected.
Although the second half of the operation was somewhat derailed by the appearance of the Dragon Spine, everything returned to normal thanks to Fu Ze's "betrayal."
Even thanks to the tracker that this person personally installed on the underwater container, Yuan Jianxing now knew the current hiding place of the batch of firearms that had been transferred away.
Even by the most stringent standards, this operation can be considered highly successful, enough to deliver a satisfactory report to the Adjudication Bureau.
And all of this comes at a single price...
Yuan Jianxing raised his hand to wipe the glass that was splashed with fine water droplets, and looked at Fu Ze on the bed through the brief clear gap he had created.
Fortunately, I didn't actually make him the one to pay the price.
Harami Hoshi paused for a moment when he realized he had this thought.
Since this person is not someone who can be sacrificed, what does he mean to me now?
Is it still bait? Definitely.
Surviving this ordeal will greatly help Yuan Jianxing's actions, regardless of whether Fu Ze is hunted down by the Kangming Group or receives greater favor afterward.
Subordinates? Of course.
He now owes me at least two inspection reports that I need to review. I also need to apply for a new badge for him in the system.
What about our partners?
Theoretically... yes, I guess.
Yuan Jianxing's eyes darkened.
No, at least not entirely.
For him, he cannot accept any lack of honesty in a relationship that requires him to entrust his back to someone.
In the room, Fu Ze explained to Yuan Jianxing that the [key] was closely related to his survival, so everything he did was to obtain the [key], and binding his actions with Yuan Jianxing was the best option in his opinion.
Yuan Jianxing remained noncommittal about the first part of this reason, since he had now determined that it was difficult to judge anything related to the [key] based on common sense.
Before that, this man had solemnly promised, "Fu Ze did not kill Wan Chuanqiu."
Yuan Jianxing could determine that this statement was not a lie, but he could also use the various clues left at the scene to pinpoint that the person who killed Wan Chuanqiu was Fu Ze.
This sharp sense of contradiction made him feel uneasy.
But considering the subsequent actions, he had to endure this discomfort.
Just then, he seemed to sense a strange sense of déjà vu in this discomfort.
Why is that? Where did you feel it from?
With these questions in mind, Yuan Jianxing turned off the tap, wiped the water droplets off her body, and gently sat down by Fu Ze's bedside.
As Harami Hoshi sat down, the hotel mattress tilted slightly.
Fu Ze, who was originally placed in the center of the bed, was thus changed from lying on his back to lying on his side, and his face was also turned to the side.
This is an angle that Yuan Jianxing is quite familiar with, especially after that little incident on the yacht.
As if to prompt Yuan Jianxing, the previously barely noticeable red mark was naturally revealed as Fu Ze changed his posture.
After being soaked in the cold seawater, the originally bright red mark had turned somewhat purplish, like a permanent tattoo.
Yuan Jianxing paused for a moment, then raised his hand and lifted the other person's blanket a little to cover that color.
Although it's a modern-day self-deception, at least the attitude and stance are correct.
Despite this, the red mark remained etched on Yuan Jianxing's eye, causing him some pain.
Suddenly, the sharp pain gave Hara Mihoshi an idea!
Whether in his own perception or in the cruise ship incident just now, Fu Ze is someone who doesn't mind showing off his excellence and unconventionality.
Sometimes it even carries a hint of showing off.
However, according to the information and other people's words, Fu Ze, or more precisely Bogdan, is a person with outstanding abilities who actively chooses not to be in the public eye.
This is also reflected in the fact that the other party was able to retain a tongue-twisting name.
In other words, Fuze and Bogdan are almost two extremes.
Just then, Hara Mihoshi finally realized where that familiar sense of contradiction he was experiencing came from.
Because he had felt the same way about Wan Chuanqiu!
Despite being a minor internet celebrity who could only silently endure being slandered and cyberbullied, she managed to single-handedly plan and execute the plan, ultimately managing to rescue a serious criminal from the clutches of the enforcement officer.
How can this not be considered a drastic change in temperament?
After discovering this, Hara Kensei tried to find some similarities between the two people.
After much thought, he could only come up with one thing: "the pursuit of the [key]".
Aside from that, the only thing these two people had in common was that when they first met, one of them killed the other.
Could it be that this drastic change in personality is contagious through contact?
After realizing how outrageous his idea was, Yuan Jianxing felt somewhat helpless.
You'd better get some rest early, otherwise you might come up with even more "outlandish ideas".
Just as Yuan Jianxing was about to get up and return to his bed, Fu Ze made a move.
He first frowned, then curled up in the blankets, almost turning himself into a cocoon.
Yuan Jianxing stopped in his tracks.
She was fine when she was in my arms, so why is she frowning now? Is something wrong?
With this question in mind, Yuan Jianxing reached out and touched Fu Ze's forehead, only to find it chillingly cold.
My skin is cool, the pillow that's in contact with my skin is cool, my breath is cool, and the blankets are cool.
Even though the room temperature had risen to 27 degrees Celsius with the air conditioner running, Fu Ze was like a black hole, sucking away all the heat from his body without warming him up at all.
In general, the best solution to this problem is to put the person in a bathtub and take a nice hot bath.
However, considering the current situation and the fact that Yuan Jianxing's arm strength has not yet recovered, it is hard to guarantee that Fu Ze will not drown in the bathtub.
Based on previous experience, the solution is now obvious.
With the thought "this is normal help" repeatedly running through his mind, Yuan Jianxing lifted a corner of the blanket and lay down inside.
His pajamas rubbed against the hotel bedding, creating a soft, suggestive sound.
On the other side, upon noticing the return of the heat source, Fu Ze reacted immediately.
He tried to roll over and hug the heat source to his chest, just like he had done before.
Unfortunately, Yuan Jianxing had very presciently wrapped Fu Ze up like a rice dumpling, and no matter how he moved, he couldn't escape the confinement of the blanket.
At the same time, Yuan Jianxing, as the heat source itself, did not intend to completely follow Fu Ze's wishes.
Because facing each other only reduces the contact area, the heat transfer efficiency is not as good as facing each other with your back to each other.
Otherwise, how could it be called "normal helping behavior"?
Adhering to this concept, Yuan Jianxing put one arm under the other's suspended neck and placed the other's waist to pull him close, with his thigh as close as possible to Fu Ze's thigh.
It fits perfectly and is done meticulously.
Having regained access to heat, Fu Ze calmed down once again, and his furrowed brows relaxed considerably.
Still seemingly not satisfied with his current situation, he even slid over a couple of times to find a more comfortable spot to lean against, and then refused to move again.
Throughout his movements, Hara Kensei diligently served as a support or climbing frame, remaining completely still.
Hearing the other person's breathing become long and even again, Yuan Jianxing's nerves finally relaxed.
At the same time, the fatigue that had been suppressed earlier rebounded, engulfing his senses one after another, leaving only a corner of his brain called reason to be secretly active.
The relationships of "bait," "subordinates," and "partners" are already complicated enough! Don't add unnecessary burdens to yourself!
While the majority of reason serving "work" clamors for this, there is a certain portion of reason used for "self-examination" that sneers from the sidelines.
You'd better not pretend to be serious and proper; you'd better actually be.
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Since becoming an executive officer for Bogdan, Fu Ze hasn't had this much rest in a long time.
Although his standard for "getting a good rest" has degenerated to: not being woken up by a phone alarm or by the starlight of the original star is considered a success.
He stretched his body, which was stiff from holding one position for a long time, and felt something being scraped away from his hand.
After fumbling around for a bit, Fu Ze managed to pick up a piece of paper.
Reluctantly lifting his eyelids, he focused his gaze on the paper and slowly read: "Message me when you wake up."
Send a message? How do I send one?
Just as Fu Ze raised this question, he spotted an old cell phone on the bedside table not far away.
Wait a minute! Something's not right!
This looks like the aftermath of some one-night stand.
Let's wait a bit longer! Although it doesn't escalate to the level of a one-night stand, it doesn't seem like a bad thing.
After all, this was a rare situation where Yuan Jianxing owed him a favor!
If I don't take this opportunity to show off and flaunt my power, wouldn't I be missing out?
Thinking of this, Fu Ze no longer felt any headache or backache, and pounced on the phone like a hungry tiger, grabbing it into his arms.
Clearly, Yuan Jianxing had already formatted the old phone before leaving it to Fu Ze, leaving both the local storage and cloud drive empty.
Fu Ze expressed deep regret over this.
It's disheartening that they're still so guarded even though they've already established this kind of relationship.
Opening the only communication software besides the system's built-in software, Fu Ze unsurprisingly found his only contact there.
After carefully considering his words, he typed two words: "Send".
Fu Ze: I'm awake.
Then he waited anxiously for the other party's reply.
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Author's note: Brother Xingxing has a remarkably accurate understanding of himself. [clasped hands]
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