When I bind the three-dimensional forum

Let’s imagine it this way, Plum is melancholic, so the rich woman and sister can’t help but spend money for him, wanting to see him smile.The information room is from the Hagiwara family, with the kind of sweet-mouthed and talkative setting, who can blow kisses more smoothly than anyone else, and this kind of person is basically a high-level type of Cowherd's basic model.

As for Toru Amuro, he can control all three personalities, the serious style is gentle, the sweet style is sweet, and the key point is that he is black, which has hit the spot of many people.

As for Zhu Fukongliang...Zhu Fukongliang decided not to judge himself for the time being.

In short, with two people with strong temperament of cowherds around, even if they are not cowherds, they will subconsciously be regarded as the same kind under the premise that they are both good-looking.

Is there any way not to be misunderstood?Should he wear a police uniform to a bar?That's even worse than Amuro Toru's going to the Cowherd's shop to kick the court (not).

But wearing a police uniform is indeed a good idea, at least in the case of him wearing a police uniform, Plum will never reveal his identity as Brandide.

Under the premise of outsiders, the members of the organization are more vigilant than each other.

However, before the specific implementation of the plan, Zhu Fukongliang had not had time to determine the plan, and he caught a cold directly because of the change of seasons to cool down.

Asking for a leave of absence from the police station, Zhu Fukong huddled in the bed, covering his head with the quilt which was rare.

The main reason is that the sunlight can pass through the quilt, and it can still fall in through a layer of light.

Zhu Fukongliang recalled the cause of his cold, and silently retracted the hand that was stretched out from under the quilt to look for the phone.

This time, I can't ask Kusuo to backtrack for help.Kusuo's backtracking ability can only go back to the state of one day ago, and things that should be broken will still be broken one day later.

At the beginning of the mermaid case, his cold was caused by entering the water. After going back to a day before, his body was healthy. Without the external cause of entering the water, he would not catch a cold the next day.So Kusuo's backtracking at that time had an effect.

But this time, he was unwell for more than 24 hours, that is to say, even if he went back to yesterday, he should still have a cold after a day.That being the case, there's no need to ask your brother for help.

"Hmm..." He said it was a cold, but he also had a tendency to have a fever.Zhu Fukong huddled under the quilt and forced himself to sleep quickly. He didn't want to be able to control his memories due to the side effects of headaches.

Probably due to the debuff brought by the illness, Zhu Fukongliang quickly fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he did not wake up naturally, but because the doorbell never stopped ringing.

Zhu Fukongliang didn't close the door of the room last night, so the door with good sound insulation effect didn't play a little role.

This made Zhu Fukongliang, who was woken up, covering his ears a little irritated. The doorbell still didn't stop after a minute, and Zhu Fukongliang didn't even wear shoes on his head, which was particularly messy because he was huddled under the quilt. , under the gentle light of the night light, glanced at the already dark sky outside, and turned on the light with a sullen face.

The act of standing up suddenly from the bed made Zhu Fukongliang's brain dizzy for a while, feeling as if the world was spinning.

And the turned on light was a little dazzling, Zhu Fukongliang squinted his eyes, and after a little delay, he opened the door slowly amidst the sound of the doorbell urging him to death.

There was only one person outside the door, and it was Toru Amuro who didn't know what was in his hand, but seemed to have a lot of things.

Zhu Fukongliang opened his mouth, this time he completely forgot his usual gentle appearance, his face was not pretty, but the sound he made was different from what he had imagined - the moment he opened his mouth, Zhu Fukongliang just He let out a short breath, and his throat was itchy, and he lowered his head and coughed.

Amuro had a worried expression on his face: "I called you before and sent you a message, but I haven't replied so I'm a little worried..."

But Toru Amuro didn't have time to explain more specifically. He has always been an actionist. Toru Amuro put his hand on Zhu Fukongliang's shoulder directly, and pushed him back to the room to sit on the sofa in the living room.

After making psychological preparations, Toru Amuro said that he was still not used to so many surveillance cameras in the room.

Toru Amuro took the initiative to ask during the process: "Can I use the kitchen?"

Zhu Fukongliang took a beat before nodding in response.

Toru Amuro walked to the kitchen with the pile of things in his hand. It has been a while since the last kitchen bombing incident. Zhu Fukongliang did not find someone to fix it, but asked his brother to go back and forth (the price was a coffee jelly).Frying the kitchen is also an emergency, as long as Zhu Fukongliang doesn't take the initiative to do it again, the retrospective ability can still play a role.

So everything is as it was.

Toru Amuro first found the electric kettle, and while heating the water, he put all the things he had prepared in his bag into the empty refrigerator.The electric kettle boils hot water very quickly. After pouring a glass of water, put it into ice water to cool down. Wipe off the moisture on the surface of the glass to ensure that the temperature of the liquid is within the range of slightly hot water that can be directly eaten before holding the glass of water. Put it in Zhu Fukongliang's hands.

Toru Amuro smiled and said, "I remember that there is medicine in Kongliang's apartment, have you taken it?"

As a detective, Amuro took a look at the situation in the room, and he could basically confirm the premise that Zhu Fukongliang hadn't eaten anything all day today.

The kitchen didn't show any signs of being used, and there were no takeaway boxes in the room.Zhu Fukongliang is still wearing pajamas, his hair is messy, his eyes are slightly out of focus, and he ran out to open the door with a bored face without even wearing shoes, and now he looks like he is about to fall asleep.

Coupled with what we knew when we first met - Zhu Fukongliang is not good at taking care of himself at all.

Zhu Fukongliang did not answer, but held the cup to test the temperature of the water, and took a tentative sip.Even though his taste buds were numb due to a cold and fever, Zhu Fukongliang still tasted a little sweetness.

Zhu Fukongliang is sure that there is no such thing as honey in his home, so Amuro Toru brought it?

Probably because of the obvious expression, Toru Amuro explained: "In fact, Officer Qiansu passed by Poirot when he was on duty in the afternoon, and mentioned that you were sick and asked for leave today, but she couldn't change shift to take care of you at night."

And Toru Amuro said that he was free, so he took the job.Then remembering that Zhu Fukongliang's apartment basically had nothing, he went to the supermarket first, tried to contact Zhu Fukongliang but couldn't get in touch.

Zhu Fukongliang recalled that his mobile phone had been kept on the bedside, and it hadn't been charged during the process...was it charged?Have you charged it?

Or was he muted last night?

Relevant memories about whether the mobile phone was charging or muted repeatedly emerged in his mind, and Zhu Fukong was unable to distinguish which memory happened last night for a while.

But one thing he was sure of was that he hadn't looked at his phone, and he didn't pay attention to whether he had received the message.

Zhu Fu Kongliang was in a daze for a while, and Anshitou had to remind him: "Kong Liang, have you taken the medicine?"

Temporarily losing the initiative, Zhu Fukongliang could only answer, but he didn't want to speak, so he shook his head.

As if coaxing a child, Toru Amuro continued to smile: "Then do you remember where the medicine is?"

Zhu Fukongliang stretched out his finger to find a place, and Anshitou went over and found a medicine box, and found the medicine for treating colds in it.He thought for a while, and returned to the edge of the living room with the medicine box in his hand. When Zhu Fukongliang was drowsy, he suddenly stretched out his hand and put the back of his hand on Zhu Fukongliang's forehead.

"Besides a cold, do you still have a fever?" Toru Amuro said to himself.

Facing Zhu Fukongliang's rare empty eyes, Anshi smiled and said: "Go on to sleep after taking the medicine, I will borrow the kitchen for a while, okay?"

Zhu Fukongliang was arranged clearly without saying a word during the whole process.The side effects of illness on Zhu Fukongliang are often stronger than that of ordinary people, and everything else is good, but once the pain (especially headache and dizziness) is attached, it is basically difficult for Zhu Fukongliang to fully control his thinking.

Anyway, Jiang Gu Ling wouldn't harm him in this kind of place, Zhu Fukongliang didn't reply at all, just finished taking the medicine in front of Amuro Toru, went back to the room barefoot, put on the quilt and went to sleep.

This time, Zhu Fukongliang remembered to close the door, even if Jiang Guling blew up the kitchen, don't try to wake him up.

Probably because he slept a lot during the day, this time Zhu Fukongliang woke up quickly, and with the effect of the medicine, Zhu Fukongliang's brain was not so confused at last.

Besides, Zhu Fukong was hungry.He only ingested a glass of honey water a day today.

"...Wait?" Zhu Fukongliang came to his senses, he sat up from the bed, "So Anshitou is outside now?"

No, it should have been a few hours, and Toru Amuro should be leaving too, right?

Zhu Fukongliang combed his hair, hesitantly opened a crack in the doorway.

The light outside was still on, and Zhu Fukong saw Toru Amuro sitting on the sofa with his back facing him and looking down at his phone at a glance.

Zhu Fukongliang: ...

Zhu Fukongliang had no way to deceive himself that what he saw was an illusion, and there was nothing wrong with his vision.

After clearing his throat, Zhu Fukong opened the door, waved his hand at Toru Amuro who turned his head and looked at him hesitantly?

"Good evening...?" Zhu Fukongliang said uncertainly.

Amuro laughed out loud, and he took the initiative to say: "I cooked some porridge, it should still be warm now, do you want some?"

After getting a response, Toru Amuro filled a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Zhu Fukongliang. It was sweet porridge with ingredients that Zhu Fukongliang was not sure about.

Looking at the young man in front of him, whose hairstyle still looks a little messy, and whose pajamas are loose and velvet, so a little more youthful and childish, the smile on Toru Amuro's eyebrows seems to be a little more real.

"That's right." As if remembering something, Anshitou glanced at his phone, checked the time, and then said with a smile to Zhu Fukong who finished finishing a bowl of porridge: "It's past zero now."

Zhu Fukongliang raised his head in doubt, but did not react: "...so?"

Toru Amuro bent his eyes, his purple-gray eyes were extraordinarily gentle under the light, and he said with a smile, "Happy birthday to you, Kongliang."

Hearing the unexpected lines, Zhu Fukongliang opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The author has something to say: Kong Liang: This is Tit for Tat (referring to Amuro Toru’s illness before)

ps: The thing about my birthday, Chapter 127 said www