Chapter 6 Chapter 6 I forgot to ask Lei if he wanted to do that...
The next two days should have been relatively calm.
The previous big task has just come to an end, and the next big task has not yet been assigned. These two days have been filled with some small, miscellaneous tasks, and Zhu Fu Jingguang's daily attendance time does not even exceed 4 hours.
He was sitting in his room at this time maintaining his sniper rifle. He picked up a tea bag from the table and started brewing. The refreshing and sweet aroma of grape oolong slowly spread in the room.
These small tasks can be completed by one person, so the time he and the other two people go out is basically inconsistent these two days.
And from the sounds he heard, it was obvious that they were much busier than he was.
...Why is this?
In the original world, in order to obtain more information, although Zhu Fujingguang would not take the initiative to take tasks like Bourbon who showed his ambition due to his personality, he was also considered a half-model worker. As long as he was not seriously injured and unable to move, he would basically not turn down the task. Gin would also assign him many tasks based on the principle of exploiting every laborer.
But the tasks assigned to Scotland now are obviously not many nor important compared to others. Whether it is looking for traces of tasks in the mobile phone or judging from the reactions of Lei and Bourbon, his state is justified.
Was it because of his aphasia? Zhu Fujingguang didn't think the organization had such a conscience of humanistic concern.
Suspected of being an undercover agent? Although Zhu Fujingguang didn't know why his identity was exposed, the sudden arrival of the wanted order showed that the cause of the exposure was outsiders rather than him. Now that Scotland himself was not an undercover agent, the possibility of him being suspected was even smaller.
Zhu Fujingguang put his gun away and felt a little hungry. He opened his phone to check the time, but found a new message from the number Scotland had hidden deep in his phone: "You haven't been home for two months. Let's have dinner with your family tonight. She will come to pick you up."
These three short lines of words stirred up a storm in Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart.
Who is the sender?
At first glance, it seemed to be sent by Zhufu Jingguang's relatives, but he only had Zhufu Gaoming as his relative. No matter what his current identity was, undercover or a member of the organization, the other party would not contact him in such a tone.
And who is “she”?
Zhu Fu Jingguang urgently called 1207 again, asking it if it had seen Scotland having dinner with anyone other than his mission partner.
The system initially said no, but then it looked carefully again in case it had missed something. Perhaps something like this every two months was not considered a daily routine, so it regretfully informed Zhu Fu Jingguang again that it had no relevant information.
Zhu Fujingguang, who had carefully searched Scotland's room and communication equipment two or three times in the past two days, couldn't help but frown.
In his opinion, interpersonal relationships in Scotland are as simple as his life. He has no relatives or friends and is like a natural task machine.
Just as Zhufu Jingguang was lost in thought, there was a knock on his door.
"Are you there?"
It was the sound of Bourbon.
This is rare.
The moment the door opened, Zhu Fujingguang saw that Bourbon's dark face seemed to become a little gloomier.
The 1207's trembling favorability prompt proves this: "Fugu Zero Favorability -2!"
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..." What did I do wrong? Shouldn't I open the door?
After being together with Rei Furuya for nearly 20 years, the cat-eyed young man began to suspect for the first time that the other party was so easy to understand in front of him before, maybe it was really because of their close childhood relationship.
So he silently prepared to close the door again.
As a result, Bourbon held him down with his hands.
Zhu Fushiki Jingguang, who had no real intention of using the door to trap Bourbon's hand, stopped closing the door and looked at the other party inquiringly.
"Did you notice anything unusual about the mission we went on together on Wednesday?"
Zhu Fujingguang lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then took out his phone and typed a voice message: "I didn't encounter any obstacles, so I didn't notice anything unusual."
The blond youth made eye contact with him for a few seconds, then took out a photo and showed it to him: "Do you have any impression of this person?"
It was the man who was originally intended to be the scapegoat.
After a brief thought, he replied on his phone: "I saw him following the target, nothing else."
He thought about it and asked back, "What's wrong?"
"Well..." Bourbon dragged out the words, whetting everyone's appetite before saying, "I don't know either. I'm just following the instructions of a certain adult."
This statement was likely true, if Furuya Rei had already taken action after verifying its authenticity. However, Zhu Fushimi felt that Bourbon was also taking the opportunity to find out who had called him that night.
Now that the official business was over and it was clear that there was nothing personal to discuss between them, Bourbon released his hand.
Just as Zhu Fushi Jingguang was about to lock himself in the room again, a "gurgling" sound rang out in the safe house like a duet.
Sound Source: Bourbon's belly, and Scotland's belly.
Zhu Fujingguang finally remembered that before receiving the message from unknown source, he was about to go out of the room to cook.
As for Bourbon...
Looking at the dark circles under the eyes of the person in front of him that could not be completely covered up even by his dark skin, and the faint but lingering scent of coffee on his body, Zhu Fujingguang understood that the other person must be working so hard again that he could not even guarantee the most basic diet.
So the heart that had just been hardened when he heard that his favorability had been inexplicably lowered again softened again.
He sighed softly in his heart and walked past Bourbon towards the kitchen.
After taking the ingredients out of the refrigerator, Zhu Fujingguang turned around and saw Bourbon standing there, which was unusual for him. He asked on his phone, "Can you come over and help?"
As the saying goes, one should be grateful to the owner of the food he eats.
This sentence still applies to members of the organization.
In order to obtain intelligence, Bourbon is extremely good at talking to different people with different attitudes. The amount of conversation he makes in a day is equivalent to what Zhu Fujingguang speaks in a month, but at least when facing areas that he is not so good at, Bourbon's output will be restrained a little.
Yes, Zhu Fujingguang could tell that this Furuya Ling really didn’t know how to cook at the moment.
It’s not the kind of kitchen killer who can never learn, but the kind who can’t cook because of lack of experience and never thinking about learning.
Common sense allows him to distinguish between sugar and salt. His intelligence also allows him to know without any instruction that the root and stem parts of the vegetables should be put in first, followed by the leaves. However, in the end, Jōya Ling was unable to understand without any explanation why sugar should be added to salty dishes, or why fried chicken wings should be re-fried.
When he found that he didn't understand, Furuya Rei would frown slightly, and some orange-red undertones would ignite in the depths of his purple-gray eyes - the blond young man who could be an excellent student in any field was aroused by his desire to win.
"I'll try frying the fish."
The two pieces of fish have been marinated with salt koji by Zhu Fujingguang. Just fry them in oil in a pan and serve with lemon slices to make a delicious dish.
Apparently, he had forgotten that he had declined Scotland's offer to teach him how to cook.
Zhu Fujingguang tried hard to restrain the smile in his eyes from being too obvious, and for this reason he began to try to recall whether he had forgotten something to distract himself.
When he came to his senses, he found that Fūya Rei didn't realize that he had to wipe off the marinade water on the fish pieces, and directly put them into the frying pan with a lot of oil.
Zhu Fujingguang: “!”
At the last moment, he swallowed back the "zero" that was already on the tip of his tongue. He instinctively reached out and pulled Furuya Zero on his left towards himself, avoiding the splashing hot oil, but causing their shoulders to collide with each other due to inertia.
Jianggu Ling: "..."
"Furuya Rei's favorability +6!" 1207's voice didn't have time to jump for more than a few seconds before he continued in a daze, "Furuya Rei's favorability -6?"
Just now, in a hurry, he did not restrain his strength, and Zhu Fu Jingguang's shoulder was numb from being hit by the adult man's body. The smell of coffee from the other person almost filled his nostrils, with a mellow aroma and a bit of spicy bitterness.
He was originally stirring the eggs to make shrimp omelette, but just now, in order to pull Jiang Gu Ling away, he let go and the bowl full of egg liquid fell on the cooking table. Half of the egg liquid spilled out, making the originally tidy table a mess.
It seemed as if the mute button was pressed at the scene.
Bourbon struggled slightly, and Zhu Fujingguang let go of his hand in a daze.
Without saying a word, Zhu Fujingguang and Bourbon exchanged positions, one of them took care of the frying fish, and the other cleaned up the messy cooking table.
After cleaning up, Bourbon unconsciously looked at the person next to him who was cooking with such smooth and skillful movements that it looked like an artistic performance. The latter sensed his gaze and returned his look with an indifferent look.
Bourbon was stunned for a moment, then looked away as if nothing had happened. "I'm just curious how you got such good cooking skills. After all, the organization's funding is enough for code members to live a life of ease and comfort. Even eating at high-end restaurants every day is not a problem. There's no need to cook for yourself."
Zhu Fu Jingguang naturally knew where his cooking skills came from.
He lived alone with relatives when he was young. Even though the family that adopted him treated him very well, the precocious Morofushi Kagemitsu still tried his best to do more to reduce the burden on his host family. His culinary talent, which he had shown since childhood, was his best way to repay them.
Fūya Rei stayed by his side for many years, and through his constant observation and observation, he learned cooking skills quickly.
However, this is the life trajectory of "Zhufushi Kagemitsu", and he does not know the life trajectory of "Scotland".
Therefore, in response to Bourbon's probing question, Zhu Fujingguang was distracted for a short time and then only showed a slightly gloomy expression.
Bourbon knew when to quit. After all, there was no benefit in asking too many questions in front of a cook who had no time to type.
...What's more, after the previous incident, the atmosphere in the kitchen was a bit strange.
With one more person to help, Zhu Fujingguang finished lunch for two people faster than usual.
They brought out the food together and sat at the dining table surrounded by the aroma of food and the faint smoke of hot air. Just as they were about to start eating, the door of the safe house was opened.
Lei, looking dusty and cold, walked in with his guitar case on his back and looked at them in surprise.
Lei: “……?”
Bourbon: "Huh."
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
The young man with cat eyes finally remembered what he had been unable to recall just now.
I forgot to ask Lei if he wanted to do his share.
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