Did Chief Jae successfully finish the script today?

In the end, Xiuzhi and Zhongya still learned the truth—the candle holder Mitsutada who was pushed out by everyone embarrassedly explained the whole story to them and prevented a terrible disaster.

There is no way, if we don’t talk about it, maybe the two of them will stay in the terrible situation of "cooking" - "eating" - "amnesia" - "cooking again" - "eating again" - "amnesia again" In reincarnation, as long as one thinks of such a scene, everyone will be suffocated.

After all, if there are only one or two Fu Sangshen, it may be an accident, but if all the people who have tasted the craft of repairing are brought down... this cannot be explained by coincidence.

"No, I don't believe this statement." Xiuzhi looked at everyone suspiciously, and frowned, "It's just cooking, and it's not refining medicine or magic. How could there be such a weird effect? ​​As long as it is normal, you can tell the difference." Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, people with a normal sense of taste, no matter how dark the dishes are, the taste is at best unpalatable, right?"

That's right, under normal circumstances, even the chances of food poisoning are pitifully small, let alone the meals that make this magical effect.

"Chuya, do you believe in such a thing?"

For this problem, even the well-informed Fusangshen can't explain it, but the facts are like this, and the facts speak louder than words.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was skeptical about this at first, also showed a complicated expression after hearing everyone's explanation.

"It's hard to say what other people say, but if it's you, I feel that no matter how incredible things happen to you, it can be explained-after all, it's you."

"..."

——So what kind of image do you have in your heart?

Xiuzhi's eyes were complicated, and he asked a very sharp rhetorical question without giving up.

"If this is the case, how can I grow up so safely?"

"It's not impossible, after all, you were originally the young master of the noble Tsushima family, so it's not your turn to do this kind of thing, and after joining the port mafia, it's even more impossible for you to do this kind of thing , It’s all resolved by sending subordinates.”

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about it with an unsurprising expression, and then discovered the beep point. He really hasn't noticed the situation where the leader Zai cooks by himself!

"No, even if this is the case, it is impossible for others to help solve the problem, right? I must have experienced self-reliance myself!"

"That's because you can survive as long as you have ready-made food in convenience stores like canned crab meat and crab sushi."

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly heard that in order to spend all his time on work, many times, even if his subordinates prepared meals and delivered them, the other party would hastily nibble on the canned crab meat and just perfunctory the meals... No wonder I get stomach problems, this diet is not regular at all.

If he hadn't been staring and urging him, this guy would have died suddenly.

When Xiu Zhi was said this way, he always felt that something was wrong. He felt that his cooking skills were still passable, but the swearing of these people in front of him did not seem like a lie, which made people very embarrassed.

In his vision, as an undercover agent, he had to be vigilant all the time. In that case, it turned out that it was the most convenient to make food by himself. How could he not have done it himself?This makes no sense!Moreover, he also felt that he was not the young master of a noble family.

No, wait... It's not impossible, maybe this setting is a fake identity created by his undercover agent!In that case it cannot be refuted.

It turns out that he is this persona!It is quite common in film and television works and novels. It is estimated that the young master of the noble family met all material needs since he was a child, so he felt spiritually empty and did not know the meaning of life. He wanted to find excitement and fun, so he ran away from home and joined the gang... ...Probably something like this script.

Knowing that Xiuzhi didn't refute his cooking skills, he just admitted it.Of course he will secretly investigate the truth about his amnesia in the future, but at least for now, he still has to recognize the pot of "different cooking skills", otherwise it is really difficult to explain, a delicate and expensive How does the young master know how to cook?

"But if you say it like this... isn't there still a doubt?"

Xiuzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to be curious and puzzled, and tilted his head.

At least so far, he has not discovered the malice of this group of people, and because of the contract, he can clearly feel that the origin of the Fusangshen in this place is connected to him—that is, these Fusangshen can manifest It's all because of his support, so he still trusts the Fusangshen whose life and death are all in his hands. At this time, he tentatively asked a question.

"Why do I lose all my memory, but you only lose a day or two of memory at most, or even a short memory?"

"This...maybe it's because you eat a lot?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong replied with some uncertainty, and then listed it, "And, it should also be related to things like resistance? Like Sanriyuedian Fu Sangshen with a higher divinity than Xiaohuwandian lost less memory and recovered faster, but they would lose more memory if they had no clear light and stability."

"..."

Hearing that, Xiuzhi didn't say much, but just moved his eyes to Nakahara Chuya indifferently, and Xiuzhi was not the only one who did this, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada who was in charge of explaining, Foxnosuke who claimed to be the housekeeper here, and others Shaofu Sangshen stared secretly at Chuya Zhongyuan.

Judging from those Fu Sangshen who have eaten Xiuzhi meals, this rule is still very obvious. The more they eat, the easier it is to be recruited, and the higher the divinity and the stronger the Fu Sangshen, the less affected they are, but , this person(?) is different—although the other person does eat very little, but...

"Tsk, so it is."

Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed his hat, he was speechless, he never thought that Dazai's food would be so lethal, and even harmed himself.Although he could laugh at this stalk for three years, if the other party couldn't recover his memory, he would be the one who couldn't laugh.

Have you even forgotten the incident that happened when they first met...

"I am Chuya of the Central Plains, and I am also Rage God." The orange-haired youth lowered his voice, and said lightly, "If you still have memory, you will know that I am the control device that was born for this."

"..."

Oh, so you are not human.

Not cursing, Xiu Zhi nodded, suddenly he thought of something again, frowned slightly in his heart, but immediately he let go again.He thought of the meal he had sent to Fyodor before. If these people found out that Fei Jia was fine after eating, they wouldn't doubt him, would they?Of course, this is not necessarily the case. After all, those things were not made by him, but just heated up a little. How could it have a magical effect?

Most of his cooking skills are fine, this is self-confidence from the bottom of his heart, Xiu Zhi completely trusts his own judgment.

However, his self-confidence was immediately slapped in the face, because... Fyodor, whom he visited last night, fainted.

At first Shuji thought it was a joke, but after discovering the empty sushi plates and sandwich packaging in Fyodor's room, he was always as confident as her, and couldn't help but start to doubt for a while—could he really have What talent for dark cooking?

Especially, when Fyodor opened his crimson misty eyes, looked at him blankly, and even forgot his own name.

In this regard, the Fusangshen were very moved. They felt that the very warm and lovely Zhongyuan Zhongyuan was not a human being and had a very high resistance, but they felt that Mr. Fyodor, who was a bit dangerous and not like a human being, turned out to be a complete Completely complete human beings were directly hit by the trick and their memory was emptied, which really surprised Fu Sangshen!

Xiu Zhi: "..."

This time he was really stunned, and even began to wonder if he had learned something like alchemy in the lost memory, and then accidentally used it when heating yesterday-he was very sure that he must be He just heated it up without doing anything. Why did things become like this?

Although he has amnesia, his instincts are still there, just like he himself knows that his spiritual power is supporting the Fusangshen of these Honmaru, and he also knows how to use his own spiritual power to control this Honmaru.

That is to say... no matter how much he doesn't want to admit the reality, and thinks that someone sneaked in and made a move, or that someone here made a move, he can't deny it—everything in this pill can't escape his eyes and ears , and he was sure that no one had been there yesterday except himself and Fyodor, and Fedya hadn't eaten anything other than his rice balls.

"Do you really remember nothing?"

"I seem to remember a little bit."

Fyodor, who lost his memory, pondered for a moment, then met Xiu Zhi's beautiful iris eyes.

"I remember I had a very, very important friend who would call me 'Fedja'."

"..."

Bad, bad!There are billions of pains in my conscience.

Xiu Zhi looked away, and was about to pour someone a glass of water, but he was afraid of a certain unknown constitution called "Dark Cuisine" that might exist in him. After thinking about it, he finally gave up this idea. To control this ominous ability, he should not touch anything related to eating before.

Go back to drinking water and eat mineral water directly.

"Hey, anyway, Fei Jia, you...you should rest in peace and cultivate yourself first."

With complicated emotions, Shuzhi pushed Fyodor, who was about to get up, back into the bed, and made arrangements.

"I will be responsible for you."

"So we are in that kind of relationship?"

"Ahem, cough, how is it possible? We are friends, but I don't know where your family lives, so please stay here temporarily until you recover your memory or find your family."

"I don't have anything like family." Fyodor replied indifferently, but grabbed Xiuzhi's hand and said seriously, "If it's friends, I only remember one or the other."

Fyodor's eyes were straight and hot. At this moment, Shuzhi seemed to have found a familiar feeling of trembling with numbness in his scalp.

The other party relied on him at this time.

The implication of Fei Jia's words was self-evident, and Xiu Zhi understood. What Fyodor meant was that he had no relatives, and he was the only friend. If he wanted to be responsible, he had to be responsible to the end.

——Is this person really amnesiac?

Xiu Zhi had some doubts for a moment, but that dazed look didn't seem to be pretending either.Moreover, this matter is mostly his fault, and it is only natural to take responsibility, so let's just think that poor Fei Jia only has him as a friend.

"At least I can still provide the basic conditions of food and lodging."

"Ah, that's enough."

Fyodor, who didn't care much about the quality of life, got back under the quilt, closed his eyes, and seemed tired.

Xiuzhi didn't disturb the other party's rest, and left lightly. After preparing, he asked others to bring food, but he didn't notice that Fyodor opened his eyes again after he left, looking thoughtful.

'A bosom friend?Am I one of those people? '

Fyodor frowned, put his nails in his mouth and bit them.

What he said just now was not deceiving, the poor memory fragments remaining in his mind told him that he was indeed here to find his only best friend, but he felt that this didn't seem to fit his personality?

For now, let's pretend to be obedient and gather information.

Thinking of this, Fyodor closed his eyes again and recharged his energy.

……

On the other side, Xiu Zhi, who found himself with a heavy burden, sighed with a heavy heart.

"Sir, do you have any troubles?" Honosuke, the housekeeper of Honmaru, walked over with his little furry feet, and put his paws on his ankles, "If you have any difficulties, please tell me. Everyone will help us find a way.”

"Then is there a way to restore my memory?"

"Uh, for this...maybe it's possible to ask the onmyoji priestess more about it?"

"……Oh."

Xiu Zhi nodded, sighed again, and casually asked with dispensable thoughts: "I always feel like I have some unfinished tasks, do you know?"

"Well?"

Foxnosuke was taken aback when he heard the words, tears of emotion welled up in the big fox eyes.

At first, it thought that Lord God Judge procrastinated by not completing the task on purpose, so he didn't want to write it so salty, but he didn't expect that even if he lost his memory, does Lord God Judge still miss his task?This is really touching!

"Of course there is! But your body is more important than yours, Sir, and it won't be too late to talk about missions and so on."

Anyway, it doesn't matter if I write a little earlier or a little later, as long as I finish it for sure, the consequence of not finishing it is just that I can't leave Honmaru temporarily, and it doesn't affect anything.

Without holding on to any hope, Xiu Zhi, who just said it casually, immediately regained his spirits after hearing the words.

"I'm bored now, and getting in touch with the past may help restore my memory—so, do you know my mission?"

Could this be the connector sent by the upline?

Seeing Shuzhi's eyes lit up, looking excited, Foxosuke was also a little dazed, he thought that the God Judge hated doing tasks, but he didn't expect him to be so active.

"Your task is to complete the second half of the novel. After all, the first half has already been published, and there are still many people waiting for the second half!"

"Is that so?"

Xiu Zhi thought about it, and then understood.

It is definitely inconvenient for him to communicate with other people in the black side, and if there is too much information to convey, there will not be enough connections in a short time. Therefore, there must be some secret hidden in the novel that needs him to complete—it turns out that he passed This is the way to convey the message!What a genius idea!

Who said gangsters can't have hobbies?As long as his book is published, the natural news can spread, and there will be no doubts.The only problem is that now he has absolutely no information about the gangsters to pass back, and he doesn't know what the hidden tricks are.

Well, forget it, anyway, he doesn't have a clue about how to restore his memory, he'd better study the first half of the novel first, and see what's hidden in it, maybe his memory will be restored?

Thinking of this, Xiu Zhi turned around and walked to the study room. Before leaving, he didn't forget to ask Foxanosuke to send food to Fyodor, and... he had to find a way to send it tactfully and leave!Otherwise, how could he rest his mind and study the code?