Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Chapter 113

The rich aroma of rice wafted straight into the nostrils, and even in his sleep, he couldn't help salivating.

"..."

"...!!!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up abruptly, and what caught his eye was the peeling paint on the walls of his house.

"No... When did I fall asleep last night?"

The man was a little dazed, and when the scent wafted more alluringly, forcefully calling back his thoughts that he was trying to recall, he was dazed again.

It was sensed that the extraordinary culinary skills that seemed to be superior to him——

who? !

...It seems that it can only be that person.

Zhu Fu Jingguang jumped up all at once, and he didn't care about taking care of his frizzy hair and wrinkled clothes. He strode out with a clear goal: the kitchen where someone was busy.

He arrived at his destination in five seconds with a heart-rending rush.

"thousand--"

"stop."

"..."

The fiery enthusiasm and full of emotion were all extinguished by a friend's word.

In fact, the scene that caught my eyes in the morning is quite beautiful:

The natural light shining into the kitchen from the window seems to have a softening filter, making all the people and things in the small space hazy and bright.

The soup in the pot was boiled to the most perfect heat, the lid was lifted to the side, and the milky white soup was bubbling, which was the source of the aroma that filled the room.

The red-haired friend tied his newly purchased apron in front of him. The black apron was matched with a well-tailored white shirt, which was unexpectedly not obtrusive. The tie was tied behind the waist, almost at the same level as the end of the braided long hair , he turned his body slightly, and his braids would sway gently behind him, like an unquenchable spark.

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help smiling just now, the thought of "has his hair grown a lot?" flashed in his mind, but he couldn't catch it in the future.

The friend turned to look at him, still maintaining the warm smile from the filter.

——If you don't look at the kitchen knife in his hand with a cold light, the beauty can indeed continue.

"Wash up, go." The tone was gentle and concise.

"...I'm sorry I forgot, let's go now."

He died before leaving the teacher, Zhu Fu Jingguang closed his mouth and rolled to the bathroom with an aggrieved expression.

It was already 10 minutes after he quickly bathed in the morning sun again.

It could have been done in 5 minutes, but Zhu Fujingguang hesitated, Qianmu seemed to be more than ten times more particular than when he was in the police academy, and he was in debt, so it was better not to mess with him, so it took a while longer , When he came out, he took a handful of cold water with his hand and wiped his face solemnly.

Those who didn't know thought that Officer Zhu Fu had a solemn face, and that he was going to fight a large beast 1v1 later, and he was the one who would never win.

The truth makes no difference.

Qian Mu's efficiency was much faster than his, and breakfast was already set after he came out.

As expected, although there are only three simple dishes and one soup, they are as exquisite as a work of art. The combination of ingredients and the presentation of the plate are exquisite. You don't need to eat, just look at Zhu Fu Jingguang to know that you have lost.

Yuan Qianmu, who used to refuse to learn how to cook, thought it was dangerous to touch a kitchen knife, and didn't even bother to try complicated recipes... has quietly evolved into a chef who shocked the souls of his best friends and broke their hearts!

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't believe it!

"Drink water before eating." Qian Mu put away the bowls and chopsticks, and handed a glass of warm water to the straight-eyed police officer Zhu Fu.

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Ah, oh..."

After drinking it in a trance, he gave a good review in a daze: "Wow, it's really delicious..."

"Thank you, but this is just an ordinary glass of boiled water."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."

Qian Mu hinted with his eyes and the movement of sitting down early that he didn't intend to talk to himself about spoiling the atmosphere at breakfast time, so Zhu Fu Jingguang could only cooperate wisely if he wanted to say something.

Forget it, let's eat, although the more you eat, the more you will feel sad, the more you eat, the more you feel that you have lost too much...

Next to his bowl was a pair of slender chopsticks, and the other pair had already been picked up by the man sitting across from the desk, and held between his slender white fingers, the posture was as graceful as a picture.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that Yuan Qianmu's phobia of sharp objects healed very early, just because the last time they sat at the same table to eat, drink and play was seven years ago, and he took care of his children these days At that time, I subconsciously referred to the standards of the police academy, and chopsticks were not used if I could use spoons, and knives and forks were absolutely not allowed.

"...It's been seven years."

"If the calculation is correct, it should be six years."

"Huh? Which six..."

"You're thinking, isn't it the last time we sat down and ate together?"

Qianmu picked up a small piece of vegetable, put it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it carefully, and then said leisurely: "Six years ago, from Tokyo to the foot of Mount Fuji, thanks to you, the journey was very lively."

"Oh, you said that time - that can't be counted!"

"Why can't it be forgotten? We ate several meals together."

"...I'm sorry, at that time, I wasn't having a good meal with my friends at all, but being picked on one-sidedly, which made people want to vomit blood. It was as hard as torture."

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked directly at the culprit with complicated eyes: "Should I be a little relieved that you are finally not as picky eaters and looking for trouble...but eating is still so boring!"

"No, no, I've never been a picky eater. If something goes wrong, please look at yourself first, whether you deliberately put some strange ingredients in the sandwich."

Qian Mu was straightforward, and at the same time did not forget to explain the key points: "Chewing and eating slowly is good for your health, eating too fast can easily hurt your stomach, so, like you, you either want to finish eating in ten seconds, or you are so busy that you forget to eat on time. The police officer who simply stopped eating after a while... Oh, the situation is not optimistic, I suggest you go to my physical examination center for a physical examination, and the price for relatives and friends will be [-]% off."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Boss Jiang Qi is very generous! But the police department is also very generous, and issued medical examination vouchers to all of us, so we can't use the [-]% discount for the time being... Oh, it seems that our welfare is also sponsored by you?"

"Well, it should, it seems that there is such a thing. It's a small thing to express my heart to the police officers who work hard to protect their homes and people."

"Yeah, and then I changed my mind with a bodyguard who didn't know what he was supposed to do, and only gave the bodyguard some clues that could only be found with a microscope. It depends on fate if you find the clues. Fate—isn't it?"

"The food is getting cold. Eating without speaking is also a good eating habit. Would the police officer try to practice it?"

"Yuanqian—"

"Do you want to see Zero's medical report?"

"?"

"As I expected, the situation is very pessimistic. My impression after reading it is that I didn't torment myself with a serious stomach problem, I didn't retire early due to neurasthenia, and I didn't die suddenly because I stayed up all night because of overwork. A new medical miracle."

"..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang had just risen to a semblance of momentum, and his momentum froze in the middle.

He really wanted to follow up the momentum just now and make a big effort to ask the teacher, but the cunning Qian Mu didn't talk about martial arts, and suddenly threw a zero that he couldn't help but care about.

——I don’t want to be helpful, but at least don’t trip my legs in the air!zero! ! !

Zhu Fujingguang tried to struggle needlessly: "The results of the medical examination are the privacy of the customer, so there is zero privacy! I transferred it out without authorization, and you, the boss, are too unprofessional..."

"Hey, it can't be counted like this. I am Jiang Guling's friend, and also an elder who cares about his physical and mental health. Show me nothing."

"What kind of elder are you—"

"You just say you don't want to watch it, or you don't look at it."

"Look!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang still gave in.

He comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, he didn't intend to talk about serious business while eating, he read the medical report while eating, and then focused on targeting Yuan Qianmu after eating, it was killing three birds with one stone, it was perfect.

So Qian Mu sent Zhu Fu Jingguang the medical examination report that was specially preserved.

At breakfast time, he turned into a red-haired man eating slowly, his mood seemed to be relaxed and happy, but as if to compare him, the black-haired man on the opposite side was staring at the phone screen, holding the chopsticks in one hand, just looking at his expression, It was black and white and distorted, looking like he couldn't eat.

"Snapped!"

The chopsticks still couldn't stand up, and they were broken in half in the hands of a man with a gentle nature, but at the moment, he was filled with inexplicable blackness.

"Jing Gu Ling is over." Zhu Fu Jingguang unilaterally announced.

"He's finished." Qian Mu was not just echoing.

After all, he is the chosen person who has been on the top of Qianmu's "blacklist" for a long time. Jiang Guling is over, and what he does after that is just to add bricks and tiles to help Qianmu Judge how far he can "finish" in the end.

The physical examination report was the first tile he added to himself: serious psychological problems, and many hidden dangers buried in the body by bad living habits, like a time bomb, which may explode in surprise at any time.

In terms of physical condition, this report is about the same as Gin's, probably slightly better than Gin's, because Police Officer Jianggu doesn't smoke or drink heavily, and just likes to stay up late.

But compared with the psychological situation, those problems are not problems at all. If you don't adjust your mentality in time to relieve the pressure, Jiang Gu Ling will never be healthy, so Qian Mu will give him priority in psychological treatment.

Police officer Jiang Gu then gave himself the second brick he had carefully selected: he chose to abandon treatment, and he would not repent until the end of the journey, and even worsened his death.

Based on this stubbornness that can make people laugh, the price he has to bear for eliminating future troubles for him is nothing.

Qian Mu decided to cooperate with his enthusiasm and give him a ruthless fight. After fighting the poison with poison, he will be relieved, guaranteeing that there will be no sequelae, and he will be so happy that he will burst into tears.

Of course, in order to prevent Jiang Guling from being crushed to death by the bricks he moved before the ruthless one came, Qian Muyou was staring at him, reaching out to grab him depending on the situation.

At the same time, the dream of a big team building at the police academy, where they went their separate ways, was Qian Mu who managed to squeeze out a small amount of classmate affection, intending to let the over-stressed police officer Jiang Gu relax in his dream.

The results of it?

——Furutani Rei is not in the service area, fuck off Gen Ezaki and call you again in the next life.

This is not a problem that can be solved with one or two beatings and three or four crying sessions.

Even if the kidnapping incident comes to an end, Police Officer Jiang Gu should not think about it in the future, and quickly become Amuro Ryoto.

"When I go back, can I ask for two days off for my unsatisfied young tame dye, Boss Ezaki? Well, two days a week, anyway, he's just keeping his eyes open when he stays there, why don't he go home and get an education, and then Lie on the bed and close your eyes tightly!"

"Yes, there is no problem. I am a very reasonable and good boss. Ah, just two days? It's okay to take a full week off."

"I really want to invite him for a few more days, but two days is the limit. Besides the Internet cafe, he also has a job as a police officer, and..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused.

After Qian Mu had been prepared for a long time, he took an extra pair of chopsticks, and he ate the rest of the breakfast silently and quickly, probably not in the mood to carefully appreciate the difference in culinary skills between the two of them.

Putting down the wooden chopsticks is like a sign that you are about to plunge into the deep ocean from the easy morning chat.

In the past, Zhu Fu Jingguang could only see the waves floating on the surface of the Black Sea, but now he can finally glimpse the truth buried under the Black Sea.

Before lifting the outermost hazy veil, he should seriously consider what kind of eyes he should use to face his friends.

This is an inevitable process.

The person who gradually fell into the eyes completely - the red-haired man with slightly raised lips and calm red eyes as reflected in a mirror.

He is Yuan Qianmu, under the pseudonym Alfonso Ketor, who sneaked into the black organization's public security undercover, and later withered away in an unknown corner, and resolutely chose to sacrifice for the public.

But under the water, he is not just "Yuan Qianmu".

He is also a cadre of the Black Organization, and he came from "that world" before he met them.

Thinking does not mean doubting. Zhu Fu Jingguang believes in his friend. Hesitation and doubt are both insults to that person. He is still editing the content in his eyes, just because——

If he decided to reveal Qian Mu's past in advance, he must wait until Qian Mu himself told it... When it was time to reveal it, he was the one who hesitated again.

The rose was shattered by the unknown wind and frost, leaving only one petal, so will the petal still hurt?

Sure, it will.

After all, it was the pain that tore him apart, and it was impossible to forget it no matter what.

The friend's body was pieced together, seemingly healthy and indestructible, because the cracks were hidden by him where others could not see them.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought, how can he touch it carefully, so as to maintain the shape of the rose and at the same time make the crack heal without leaving any traces?

There can be no sympathy, no pity in the eyes, such emotions absolutely, absolutely cannot exist.

So what about a little bit of pain and a little bit of sadness?It seems that it is still not good, because Yuan Qianmu is a proud and sensitive man, and if he shows a little abnormality, it may remind him of the most unbearable memory...

Zhu Fu Jingguang hadn't been able to balance his emotions well, so he couldn't help blaming himself for not thinking about such crucial details in advance of what he was doing these days.

He didn't look up for a long time.

If Qian Mu didn't meet his eyes, he couldn't see the expression on his face, so theoretically he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

It's a pity that he really knows him too well.

Even during those years of wandering, the impression of Zhu Fujingguang was almost only a "gentle fool". Now that he has recovered his forgotten and lost memories, the person concerned has also tried his best to help him deepen his impression. He has already made Zhu Fujing Light sees through.

This is an idiot who is so gentle inwardly that he is even a little indecisive, and who values ​​others too much more than himself.

The person he was worried about hurting in every possible way, in fact, he never needed to worry about, that person was the source of danger.He himself understood more or less, but he still insisted on doing so.

Gentle and stubborn, what a contradiction.

That's why he's not suitable to be an undercover agent. It's useless to arm himself with fierceness. His nature is like this. I hope this police officer can figure it out... Ah, I forgot that the police officer's progress in the past three years has been almost zero, and he is still very uncountable.

He clamored and chased after him, abandoned the greenhouse that had been set up on the ice sheet, and insisted on going into danger, not afraid of the cold erosion or the attention of monsters, the phrase "I'm sure!" roared out, courage Both perseverance and perseverance make the monster in the dark amazing.

There is no way, it is too late to back down now.

The branch direction of the plot was chosen by Zhu Fu Jingguang himself, and there is no room for regret until now.

"Don't hide, I understand."

Qian Mu manually helped his friend straighten his head, and then patted the melon on the silly head, as if confirming whether the melon was ripe or not.

"The formal self-introduction, I want to wait until I go back, and then I will tell you all the things that can be said. Anyway, you have already guessed the general situation, so you will have the absolute leading achievement. Let's have more fun."

"Why is there still something that can't be said??"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was slapped out of Youyuan's brain-filling space with a slap that was neither light nor heavy, and he was no longer sad or hesitant, and his cat's eyes widened: "I'm afraid your 'speakable part' is just one sentence, and the rest The key content can’t be said, I don’t know you yet!”

"Well, the part that can be guaranteed to be said is fifty... well, more than one hundred words."

"It's strange to believe you!"

"Then give me a chance to ask questions for free as a deposit?"

"Just one, too few, Yuan Qianmu, who are you perfunctory!"

Qian Mu was talking: "Jing, you are so troublesome..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang did a very strange thing.

He seemed to be grinding his teeth in anger, and suddenly moved the small dining table between the two of them away, then stretched his right hand forward, without taking anything, just spread out his five fingers vigorously, and spread them impartially in front of Qianmu.

"?"

Qianmu politely took a close look at his friend's palm.

Zhu Fu Jingguang is indeed an excellent sniper, the calluses between his fingers are very thick, but it does not affect the appearance.His hands are flat and slender, with firm and strong palms where the lines and veins can be seen, and the outline of the knuckle joints is very sharp. In addition to holding a gun, he is also very suitable for playing the piano.

——Well, it's pretty nice, so what?

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned, a little desperate for the two of them who really had no tacit understanding, and finally couldn't help shaking his hands emphatically.

Qian Mu: "You are really troublesome."

That being said, he still raised his right hand, but Zhu Fu Jingguang grabbed it before he pressed it to Zhu Fu Jingguang's palm.

The actions were like friends reunited after a long time, unable to hold back their excitement, they shook hands vigorously, but when they came to them, only Zhu Fu Jingguang was doing his best.

Qianmu's palms looked slender and white, with no signs of exercise at all, but...he couldn't squeeze them very well, as if the porcelain-like flesh was buried with steel tendons and bones, which couldn't be broken by human power alone.

As soon as Officer Zhu Fu pinched it, he felt that the situation was not good.

However, in order for his plan to be implemented smoothly, he could only work hard quietly, yes, quietly——

"..."

"If you want to play arm wrestling, it doesn't seem to be this way?"

It may be that his euphemistic words were not euphemistic enough. Officer Zhu Fu's face was blushing, and he hadn't achieved his expected effect.

He looked annoyed—in fact, he was self-defeating and said: "I didn't wrestle with you, I want you to feel deeply, the power of your angry liaison!"

Qian Mu looked at him for three seconds.

"I feel it, um, it's amazing, it's very powerful."

"...Before I die of anger, let's continue."

The corners of Zhu Fujingguang's mouth twitched slightly, and he simply skipped this outrageous development, turning embarrassment into new strength, and he began to tighten the other hand he was holding tightly, no matter whether Qianmu tried to open it or not, he didn't want to open it. It means to let go.

This weird scene is probably called "stalemate".

Of course it's okay for Qian Mu to break free, but Zhu Fu Jingguang still needs more training to restrain him with this little strength.

However, he waited and watched the situation for the time being, and only thought of the ramen dough in his mind at an inappropriate time. Police officer Zhu Fu himself is a part of the dough. Could it be that he still wants to stretch them...?

"Yuan Qianmu, I also ask you a question." The black-haired man who was holding on to him suddenly opened his mouth and paused every word.

"You...you are an undercover idiot whose results are as reliable as the process. Do you really know the relationship between the undercover and the contact person?"

Without waiting for Qianmu's answer, because Zhu Fu Jingguang knew this guy was clear.

He asked questions on his own, and explained himself, and finally he was able to tell this idiot what he should have told this idiot a few years ago: "I am your backing, the protection net closest to you, and you can get it from there with your own hands." While pulling back, you personally choose the safety rope to hang on yourself, the person you trust the most and can entrust yourself with peace of mind!"

When a gentle man bursts out his long-suppressed tough side, and his heart burns into his warm eyes like the sea, it is the most harmless flame, but it is difficult for the person who is watching deeply to stop him.

Qian Mu didn't answer, but just quietly accepted the infection of this sea of ​​flames.

Zhu Fu Jingguang gritted his teeth at some point, and couldn't help shortening the distance to only accommodate each other's breath.

As if he was risking his life to search for the eyes that were close at hand, he pushed away the layers of fog in the crimson pupils with his bare hands, and at the same time, he held the red-haired man's fragmented left wrist with more force.

He couldn't feel the touch of cracks one after another through the glove, but he could completely imagine it.

Wanted to push harder, to make the idiot realize that he was never alone.

But at a certain moment after the two pairs of eyes, one bright and one dark, stared at each other for a long time, Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly let go of his hands, bowed his head in embarrassment, covering up the still uncontrollable pain in his eyes.

But that doesn't mean he gave up.

He opened his arms instead and gathered up the broken rose.

He gave him a menacing hug that was extremely forceful when he fell, and his slightly hoarse voice also rang in the latter's ear.

"The rope between you and the light is not only to prevent you from getting lost in the dark, but when you are stuck in it and cannot break free, I, and everyone else waiting outside, will do my best to get you Pull back."

"Don't go far alone, trust us, give us a chance - you, wayward fool."