When Zhu Fu Jingguang heard Angostela point out that he was "eavesdropping" on the conversation, his mind went blank for a moment: "You..."
"Gin and I are not great beauties. If we can make other people stare at them without blinking, they must be looking at something else." Angstra looked at him, "Actually, I'm just guessing, but
Judging from your reaction now, it turns out you are really good at lip reading?"
"..."
Zhu Fu Jingguang realized that he had been blackmailed. Angostela could detect that others were looking at him. He had noticed that he was looking at him twice before in the car, but he could not immediately tell whether he was looking at him or not.
Reading their lip movements.
"...Then are you going to tell Gin now?"
"What did I tell him to do?" Angstra gave him a strange look, "He is very busy, and you didn't hear anything you shouldn't have heard."
The last sentence is the key point, right? Zhufu Jingguang sighed in his heart, and he calmed down: "I will take you back to Mihua Town now and prepare dinner for you by the way."
Angstra took out her cell phone from her pocket: "It's 3:42 now. It takes about fifty minutes to drive to the supermarket near the safe house in Mihua Town. Then I pick out the dishes and go back to prepare them. It will be good to have them at 6 o'clock.
Come on...please give me your phone first."
"What are you going to do?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked with a frown.
"Save your mobile phone number." Angostura put her mobile phone on her lap, "Or can I tell you to remember it directly? Are you sure you can spell my codename 'angostura' correctly?"
Gin and vodka are the most common liquors, and their spellings are also simple. Angostura bitters is not a popular liquor, but most of the time it is only used to make cocktails and is rarely drunk directly. When purchased, it is only 200ml.
of vial packaging.
Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated for a moment, then took out the organization's dedicated contact phone, unlocked it and handed it over to the other party.
It would be impossible not to give it, but now that I have given it to him, I am worried that Angstra is a bit difficult to deal with. If he looks through the message records on his mobile phone, will he ask, "Why do you have so few contacts?" "You don't have any?"
How should he answer questions such as "Do you have the mobile phone number of your friend or family member?" "Do you use two mobile phones?" so as not to arouse suspicion?
At this time, Angstra seemed to notice that Zhu Fu Jingguang's mood was not right, and his expression became a little speechless. He took the phone with his right hand, but handed it back to the owner of the phone. Instead, he did not look at the screen, and his hand speed was extremely fast.
He quickly blindly typed out his wine code and mobile phone number, pressed save, and thrust the phone with the screen still on into his hand. The whole process took less than half a minute.
"I'm not interested in your privacy." Angstra said calmly, "I don't like to force others. If you don't want to do something, you can just say it. I can find a compromise."
"……Feel sorry."
Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the wine names and mobile phone numbers in the contacts. If nothing unexpected happened, Angstra would be the codename member with whom he would come in contact most often, even though it was only for daily tasks such as picking up and cooking meals.
"Don't you know how to drive?" Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly asked.
Cooking is a life skill. There are many people who know it, and there are also many people who don't know how to cook. It is normal for an organization member to be unable or unwilling to cook, but driving and driving a motorcycle are required by all organization members, including those at the bottom.
Some members also have to learn to fly planes or yachts. Now there is a code member who needs someone else to drive him around every day?
"I can drive most forms of transportation, but I can't get a driver's license because I'm not old enough," Angstra said.
"Not even a motorcycle?"
"I'm not old enough either."
Zhufu Jingguang was silent. He remembered that the minimum age limit for motorcycle driving license in Japan is that you can take the test when you are sixteen years old. In other words, the Angstra in front of you is not even sixteen years old now.
...How did such a young boy get into the organization? Where are his parents?
He took back his cell phone and drove the car with extremely complicated emotions. The car left the secluded park, passed through several streets, and soon drove onto the Toriya Ohashi Bridge, heading towards Yoneka Town.
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Jing Baiye stood in front of the supermarket refrigerated cabinet and fell into a problem that everyone faces——
What to have for dinner?
Midorikawa Shin pushed the shopping cart and stood beside him and asked: "What do you want to eat?"
The kitchen of the safe house only had kitchen utensils and nothing else to eat, so they first went to get rice and noodles, as well as sugar, salt, soy sauce and other seasonings. They waited until these basic things were ready before going to buy ingredients.
[System, for people with A-level cooking skills, they should be able to cook good dishes even if they have never had Chinese food before, right?]
[You can ask him directly. I can only make a rough classification of your human abilities. Only you yourself know how far you can achieve it.]
"Can you cook Chinese food?" Jing Baiye asked Midorikawa Xin on the side.
"Chinese food? I tried it a long time ago." Midorikawa Xin sorted out the shopping cart, "Are you interested in Chinese food?"
"There are many schools and categories, and the most important thing is the taste is good." Jing Baiye said seriously.
He took out his mobile phone. Although he couldn't cook, he redeemed almost all the recipes in the system store. The recipes were divided into physical books and e-books. After redemption, the physical books were automatically entered into the system backpack, and the e-books were automatically put into his
A reading application for mobile phones. If people are shopping outside, they can directly browse more convenient e-books.
He opened the Chinese food menu, looked at the catalog, then clicked on one of the pages, and handed the phone to Midorikawa Xin.
Midorikawa Xin was stunned, his hands were still on the handle of the shopping cart, and he had no intention of taking it.
"Take it." Jing Baiye saw that he was struggling, "Don't worry, I won't let you see what you shouldn't see."
Midorikawa Xin then took the phone. He frowned slightly and swiped his finger up and down to check the recipe: "It's egg fried rice? It's quite simple. Do you want to add something more? You are growing older now and you are injured.
, you should eat more food with high protein content, so that you can get better faster."
"...No need." Jing Baiye shook his head and took the phone back from his hand.
"These things on my body were all suffered a long time ago... I kept wrapping them up because I was afraid of being frightened."