urban security

Chapter 11 Mr. L’s cooking skills

That overpass is under construction, and I don’t know where it leads to?

From its narrow appearance, I think it cannot be used as a bridge for ordinary vehicles.

Besides, is it a pedestrian overpass? But it doesn’t stand in the middle of the road, and it stretches from west to east as far as the eye can see.

Is this just a bridge built for the subway to pass through here? The guardrails on both sides are currently being installed, and the main body of the building has already been repaired.

And what about the track above? It hasn't been paved yet, and you can still see the cement foundation inside.

When I stood not far away from the squatting pillar at the bottom of the overpass, I raised my head and looked inside it.

If the guardrails are installed, you can't see inside.

Go under this overpass and cross the traffic light intersection. Because there is no traffic here at this time, I don't have to wait for the traffic light.

Just walk on that crosswalk, and you can do whatever you want.

After I crossed the intersection, I walked a little further and soon arrived at an apartment complex where Mr. L lives.

Then look for buildings along the road in that community. Since this community is not a closed-loop community, there is no need for access control.

A wall on the right side of the intersection of the community was partially cut off due to construction of the subway, and it looked like a ruined wall.

There is no barrier at the entrance. I don’t know if there is no barrier at all, or if it was demolished due to the subway.

Because Mr. L had previously confessed that he lived in the house on the right at the entrance to the apartment complex.

Although Mr. L has explained it before, how to find it is another matter.

Since I had just arrived here, the feeling of strangeness was already very strong.

In addition, the left ear goes in and the right ear comes out. I have already forgotten most of what I explained earlier.

I was already in a panic and had no idea what to do, so I had no choice but to calm down.

Yes, mobile phone, an idea flashed in my head. I thought of my cell phone, so I quickly took it out of my trouser pocket.

And it seems to have been violated by sweat, and it is wet

Hello, Mr. L? After I called, I was connected immediately.

Where is it? Have you found it?

Here we are, downstairs near the place you mentioned.

Well, it's room 503 on the fifth floor of this building. It has an elevator. Come and sit on it!

Okay, so Mr. L hung up the phone, and I put the phone back into my sweat-stained trouser pocket.

So I took the elevator from the elevator entrance to the fifth floor, and then looked for room 503.

When I knocked on the door, the door opened and it was a young man who opened it.

When I went in, I found Mr. L busy in the kitchen. He said you found it, yes! I replied.

Mr. L was cooking while talking. He also said that this was the last dish to be cooked, and asked me to wash my chopsticks and take a bowl to serve the rice.

I looked around and there were already two people in the room, a captain and a young man who opened the door just now.

In addition to the four of us, Mr. L and I, I filled four bowls of rice and walked towards the room with them.

Upon seeing this, the captain quickly pulled the small table on the side to a wider area of ​​the house and placed it flat.

I put down the two bowls in my hands, and then took the rest and put them away.

Come and bring the dishes, Mr. L’s voice came from the kitchen.

That’s not a big or small kitchen! It's also connected to the bathroom. This apartment is also very small, almost the same size as the house I rented before. But renting here is half as expensive.

Just as I was thinking about it, the captain brought some of the fried dishes to the table.

Finally, Mr. L brought fried eggs with leeks, and the young man brought fried pork with garlic sprouts, both of which were placed on the table.

It’s time to have dinner. Those who have sex should sit on the bed, and those who don’t have sex should sit on the bed!

Mr. L said, come on, move the table over to the side of the bed. Isn't there a seat here?

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