Although he was sure in his heart that the man named Luchuan Yuan was his household tool, Jiang Lai still maintained a certain degree of caution. When dinner was served, he did not rush to be the first to pick up his chopsticks. Instead, he took the opportunity to drink water from the cup and watch first.
The silver-haired boy beside him started eating without any scruples. Jiang Lai could tell that A01 trusted Midorikawa Yuu, and he relaxed a lot, but he didn't start eating yet. After Morobushi Jingguang had taken a few bites, Jiang Lai slowly picked up the chopsticks and casually took a bite of the vinegar-fried potato shreds.
"!" After just one bite, Jiang Lai's expression froze instantly.
——Ginger, ginger, ginger! Why are shredded ginger mixed in with shredded potatoes! !
"What's wrong?" The man opposite noticed Jiang Lai's actions keenly, raised his eyes and asked with concern.
"…What is this?" Jiang Lai struggled to swallow the shredded ginger in his throat. He tried his best to maintain his facial expression and pointed at the plate of food that looked like shredded potatoes with vinegar.
"This, isn't this your favorite potato with vinegar and shredded ginger? You probably can't taste it these days because you're away from home. I'm sure you've missed it very much." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled gently, and then tilted his head in confusion, "Your expression... is it because the food I made today doesn't suit your taste? Did I add too much vinegar and it's too sour?"
This is not a question of whether to add vinegar or not! The question is why shredded ginger is fried with shredded potatoes! When these two are mixed together, it is too confusing and it is impossible to tell the difference.
"Ginger's undercover battle is a huge victory!" ! 》
However, Jiang Lai noticed the adjective "your favorite food" in the other party's words. He did not rush to reply, and his thoughts flowed quickly through his mind.
He knew that there was something wrong with his memory. The gentleman said that this was the enemy's tactic after his mission went wrong, and the organization was trying its best to help him get it back (Jiang Lai was skeptical about this rationally, but being close to the gentleman's voice always suppressed all doubtful thoughts).
So, the gentleman said, it was normal for some parts of his memory to be a little confused and strange during this process.
As for Jiang, Jiang Lai had neither a liking nor a disliking for him in his mind, but after he took a bite, he felt nauseous from the bottom of his heart, and his body instinctively went numb.
But now Lu Chuanyuan said this is his favorite...
Jiang Lai's first reaction was that the other party was testing him in reverse - but this was unlikely, because according to his memory, Lu Chuanyuan was just an ordinary roommate, a standard tool man, used at home to cook, and there was no need for him to test him and he would not do so.
Another guess is that the setting of "liking to eat ginger" is actually a disguise made by the previous self in front of outsiders for some need, and it has continued to this day.
Kurosawa Akira beside him tilted his head and said, "Yes, Brother Jiang Lai likes to eat shredded ginger the most, even more than eating ginger cubes, because shredded ginger is more flavorful."
Jiang Lai: “!”
A01 also reminded himself, could this really be his previous setting?
...Why do you want to make such a setting that tortures yourself? If God wants to give a man a great responsibility, doesn't he have to make his heart and mind suffer first?
Jiang Lai's heart was beating fast, but he didn't show it on the surface. He swallowed the potato and ginger slices in his mouth and smiled, "I really like it. It's not too sour, just right. I just couldn't get used to it on my first bite."
Although he should pick up his chopsticks and take another bite to avoid suspicion, Jiang Lai felt that there was no need to pretend in front of ordinary people, and he did not want to embarrass himself, so he just responded verbally and did not pick up his chopsticks again.
"That's good." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, his blue-gray eyes raised with an especially gentle look, "Drink some porridge to relax."
Jiang Lai looked down at his bowl. There were many tiny ochre-colored particles in the rice-white porridge. He could tell at first glance that they were chopped ginger.
...So why did I create such a character to torture myself?
"Eat quickly, Jiang Lai. It's bad for your stomach if it gets cold." The person on the other side was still giving careful advice.
Jiang Lai tightened his grip on the chopsticks, his eyes drooped, and he acted, "...To be honest, I ate too much ginger outside these days and got hurt. Now I don't really want to eat...I'm sorry, Lu Chuan, for wasting the dinner you kindly prepared."
He spoke hesitantly, revealing a fact that he did not want to admit but had to say.
The black-haired young man half-raised his brown eyes, and the thin mist rising from the hot porridge just created a moist effect, which fully expressed the emotions of guilt and discomfort.
"Ah... is that so? It's okay. If you don't like it, don't force yourself to eat it." Morobushi Jingguang replied sympathetically, "It is indeed very uncomfortable after eating it. I understand."
"Thank you Midorikawa——"
It seems that the scope of brainwashing technology fluctuations has even covered the field of life. Morobushi Jingguang used Jiang's method to further explore the situation of brainwashing.
By the way, the acting is not bad. Zhu Fu Jingguang commented in his heart. Knowing Jiang Lai's preferences, he knew that the other party was acting at this time, and of course, he had no intention of exposing it.
We still have to eat dinner, and the therapeutic drugs have to be mixed in. Zhu Fu Jingguang brought out another bowl of porridge that he had prepared long ago, which was actually white porridge mixed with tasteless drugs: "Fortunately, I made too much porridge tonight, and I was going to save it for the next morning, so I'll give it to you now."
He smiled, took away the bowl of ginger porridge and replaced it with this one.
"Great." Jiang Lai took it with a smile, and continued, "It's not good for your health to drink overnight porridge. It's better for Midorikawa to have a fresh breakfast tomorrow morning. How about noodles? Is Midorikawa used to making this for breakfast?"
Under the surface of concern, he once again easily kicked the ball of housework to Zhu Fu Jingguang's feet.
Morofushi Kagemitsu: (smile.jpg)
Zhu Fu Jingguang: Take your medicine early and get better soon, Jiang Lai.
In the following days, Jiang Lai used the hidden BOSS mailbox all the time, sending and receiving messages at the same time, summarizing and using words to actively obtain information, and compiling them into documents and handing them over to the gentleman.
At the same time, when participating in the remote meeting of the joint organization, Jiang Lai also did a perfect job of leaking nothing, and obtained the most intelligence information while exposing himself to the least. Of course, these were also sorted out and sent to the boss in the organization.
Even receiving the praise and recognition from that gentleman in a long-distance email would make Jiang Lai feel happy. He held his mobile phone in his hand, looking at the simple words "Well done" on the email, and his heart seemed to be gurgling with strawberry bubbles.
[Yes, that's right. If you keep working hard, you will get more praise. When you return to the organization, maybe that gentleman will reward you well. You will definitely be very happy.]
Another voice interrupted at the right time: [Believe me, you would be happier to kill that gentleman than to be praised.]
[How could you have the thought of harming your master! An excellent hunting dog always points its fangs toward the enemy, protecting its master's whole body and soul.]
【Keep it simple, kill the boss, and be the boss yourself (thumbs up).】
They started quarreling again... Jiang Lai rubbed his temples. Is this going to end?
I don't know why, but recently the voice of Mr. Opposition has become louder and louder, while the voice of Mr. Loyal Dog has gradually become quieter, although he still talks a lot.
Perhaps after a while, the current situation of the fight in my mind will change from being evenly matched to one side dominating the other.
That’s not bad, at least it won’t be arguing in my head.
Another email came to his phone, from that gentleman. Jiang Lai looked at it intently.
[#that gentleman#: Next Monday I will go to the Samuel Institute to pick up some new data transactions. My teammates are Canadian whiskey.]
Jiang Lai was slightly startled.
My previous jobs were all about playing the role of a hidden boss and being responsible for the internal work of transmitting messages. I never expected that I would have an outdoor mission at this time.
[It's possible that after observing you for a while, I feel more confident in you. Of course, it could also be that after your previous identity was exposed, it's possible that Samuster chose you for the nomination this time.]
That voice echoed in his mind. Jiang Lai ignored the whisper that followed the loyal dog's voice and asked in his mind: What does this mean?
——Of course I won’t answer every question, after all, these are my own thoughts.
It was really strange to ask myself this question. Jiang Lai calmed down and tried his best to search for relevant information from his mind, but he could only vaguely recall a little bit amidst the headache.
...I think I knew Samuster before. He seemed to be a pervert. What kind of pervert was he?
Jiang Lai supported his forehead with one hand, trying his best to resist the headache. Even though his body began to tremble, he still did not give up and continued to dig deeper with gritted teeth.
[…Be careful. His collection is already very complete, and now all that’s missing is your long-coveted eyes.]
——He is a pervert who is dedicated to collecting eyeballs!
When the voice sounded in his mind, Jiang Lai instantly remembered the nature of this guy!
Although I don't remember exactly how and what happened between us, but since he is trying to harm me, I will certainly not just sit there and wait for death!
He narrowed his brown eyes and his demeanor darkened.
Anyway, that gentleman didn't say that we couldn't kill the other person, otherwise he would have found a way to get rid of him after getting the information... The thought of being targeted by a pervert makes me feel creepy.
Jiang Lai closed his eyes and simply sorted out the few pieces of related information that popped up in his mind.
Hmm… It seems that one of Komiyayama Yuu's eyes was taken out by Samuster? These two may have a grudge against each other.
He stroked his phone, thinking.
The Pinot Noir guy was also a bit strange, but judging from the information he got from the organization, he was a very capable person who was good at using dirty tricks.
Why not ask the other party to help with this mission? Jiang Lai frowned. Maybe it would save a lot of trouble.
Thinking of this, he simply took out his phone and edited a message to Pinot Noir: [I made too much cherry jam at home, do you want some? ]
Jiang Lai could of course sense this guy's inexplicable obsession with this, so he simply took advantage of it and made an appointment with him first.
Like cherry jam, just go to the supermarket and buy a can, then go home and make it again, and it’ll be like you made it yourself!
Jiang Lai made a perfect check mark in his heart.
As for the opinion of another teammate, Canadian Whiskey... Who is this person? Why should we ask for his opinion? Jiang Lai thought casually in his heart.
He is not the kind of person who intends to balance the relationships between colleagues. If there is a good tool man, Pinot Noir, he will of course bring him in. He doesn't care what others think, it has nothing to do with him.