When I bind the three-dimensional forum

After sleeping all day, Zhu Fukongliang really couldn't fall asleep.He was sure that Jiang Gu Ling couldn't fall asleep either.

After all, there are so many surveillance cameras in the apartment, and Amuro can really fall asleep, which is also very powerful.

So Zhu Fukongliang sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, with a notebook on his lap, and solemnly selected animations in it.

Yes, he was an undercover agent anyway.It's always not right to do your job while undercover, right?Not everyone is like Jiang Gu Ling, who was so upright and was filmed on TV (referring to the theatrical version that hasn't happened yet).

He is not a social animal who loves work. Since even the police station is resting, he has nothing to do to find work for the organization?

Zhu Fukongliang said that he did not have the belief that he had to work even when he was sick.

Probably a copyright issue. In the world where Zhu Fukongliang lives, these animated cartoons that he can touch are not exactly the same as those seen on the three-dimensional forum, although there are many works with a strong sense of sight .

But no matter what, the two-dimensional world here is also developing very well.

So it's enough to pass the time at this time.If it doesn't work, he still has something called a forum!

So when Zhu Fukongliang, who was wearing fleece pajamas, selected his favorite animation through his notebook, connected it to the TV, and changed a comfortable position to lie on the sofa to watch animation, Amuro Toru, who also changed into pajamas, The door opened in the room and walked out.

Zhu Fukongliang lay on the sofa, turned his head and greeted Anshitou who came out: "Mr. Anshi? Can't sleep, or did I disturb you?"

Amuro was silent for a while, and asked: "...Aren't you going to rest?"

Zhu Fukongliang changed his posture, sat up from the sofa, and replied: "I slept all day today, I don't want to sleep for the time being."

The hero's righteous and passionate lines were also playing on the TV as the background sound. Zhu Fukongliang pulled his notebook and paused the animation.

Amuro glanced at the location of the TV, he was a little surprised by the cartoon image on it.

Zhu Fukongliang said: "That's why I said last time that I'm a two-dimensional otaku. Mr. Amuro, you won't understand me if you're so stupid."

I don’t have the habit of collecting peripherals at all, I just like to watch them, and because of hypermemory, the effect of watching it once is better than watching it hundreds of times for diehard fans, and I won’t stay at home much—from various meanings Zhu Fukongliang, who is not a two-dimensional otaku, said so.

Toru Amuro: If it’s about this aspect, I really don’t understand.

The reason why Zhu Fukongliang didn't go back to his room was because his room didn't have a TV, and the walls of the room could be directly projected, but the projection needed to turn off the lights and windows, Zhu Fukongliang couldn't accept this situation.

Zhu Fukongliang and Amuro Toru looked at each other. The black-haired police officer thought for a while, closed his laptop, and took out two game consoles from under the sofa. They were the home version of the game consoles that needed to be connected to a TV to play.

"Want to play games together? Mr. Anshi." Zhu Fukongliang raised his hand and asked.

The expression of the blond-haired young man was helpless, but he didn't immediately agree, he just said: "If you stay up late now, it will be difficult to recover from a cold."

And why does it seem like there's everything under your couch?Last time you also found the fire extinguisher from below.

"Don't worry, I'm in pretty good shape." Zhu Fukongliang happily connected the game console to the TV, and dug out various game discs from under the sofa.

But when he saw a few games mixed in it, Zhu Fukong raised his eyebrows: This is Kusuo's, right?I've seen him play around before.

Out of love for his younger brother, Zhu Fukongliang did not hesitate to pick out the games his younger brother played, "Anyway, I have nothing to do, let's play together?"

Toru Amuro didn't refuse this time, but after he got closer, he discovered the remains of... well, something in the trash can.

Amuro Toru's footsteps stopped, he looked towards the refrigerator in the kitchen, and said in a leisurely tone, "Mr. Kong Liang—"

When a person does not speak honorifics at first, but suddenly adds honorifics, it seems very strange and terrifying.Amid Zhu Fukong's innocent expression, Amuro sighed: "Cake, are you finished?"

Zhu Fukongliang bent his eyes: "It tastes great!"

I haven't eaten anything all day. I'm hungry, but I can't eat much.After filling his stomach with porridge, Zhu Fukongliang felt hungry again after a while, so he planned to fill up some more.

But on the way to the kitchen, he remembered that Amuro Toru had put something in the kitchen refrigerator when he came. He didn't see it clearly at the time, so he was a little curious.

So when Zhu Fukongliang opened the refrigerator, he accidentally found a small cake placed in a conspicuous place.

It was not the dessert Poirot usually saw.

There is no special happy birthday written on the cake, but it is filled with fruits, which are similar to the type that can be seen in the cabinets of pastry shops.

Because of this, the existence of this cake will not be too obtrusive and deliberate.It looks like it was bought on the side of the road.

This kind of degree is not too close, but Zhu Fukongliang can accept it more.

Birthday cake, happy birthday, birthday gift, it all turned out to be Toru Amuro.Zhu Fukongliang stared at the cake for a while, took out the cake slowly, and finished eating while watching the animation.

It is obvious that Toru Amuro's craftsmanship, the cake body is soft and moist, the cream is smooth, and there are enough fruits to ensure that it will not be too sweet.

Last year (Ke Xue's year?) on his birthday, he and Amuro Toru had just met, and they never mentioned any birthday-related topics.

So on Ke Xue's studio side, he only received gifts from Sister Qian Su.

And in this year, he has never disclosed any other information about himself, even if it is a private detective, he will not investigate a policeman's information for no reason.

Sister Qiansu is also very aware of his character, without his consent, she will not take the initiative to mention his birthday to anyone.

So, why can Toru Amuro, who "shouldn't know this information", be able to express his blessings to Zhu Fukongliang on his birthday?

This is a not-so-careful temptation, a temptation that is of no benefit to Amuro and Jiang Guling.

They tempted each other, set tricks, and concealed each other. They played various charades and spent a year in this state.

Zhu Fukongliang did not expect that Jiang Guling would take this step on his own initiative—a step that would not benefit him at all.

This step is indeed very hanging.Jiang Guling lowered his eyes slightly, took the game console that Zhu Fukongliang handed him, and sat cross-legged beside Zhu Fukongliang.

Does Jiang Gu zero trust Zhu Fu Kongliang?The answer is unsolvable.

Jiang Gu Ling trusts Zhu Fu Jingguang, so he will take care of Xiao Xunran's younger brother, and will wear filters related to Xing Xunran.But it doesn't mean that he will let go of his vigilance belonging to the police.

The two of them jointly managed this dangling relationship, with only a thin layer of paper gauze in between.

So why make such an impulsive behavior?But, did Jiang Gu Ling really act impulsively this time?

Only on this special day, Jiang Guling recalled the Scotland that was still standing by his side in the past.

After Brandid joined the organization in Scotland, he stared at him like a poisonous snake, even before Scotland got the code name, there was this kind of omen.

Jiang Guling frowned more than once and reminded Scotland: "Be careful of Bailan Tide, he seems to be staring at you all the time."

"Don't worry, I know it." Scotland made a gesture of reassurance, with a gentle smile on his face that he was very familiar with.

More than once, Jiang Gu Ling felt that his childish attitude was too accommodating, as if he was completely unaware that he was being watched by someone.

That's what he said, but Jiang Gu Ling knew very well that Yu Shuran just didn't want him to worry too much.Just like in the past, I always put a smile on my face, and no matter what happened, I tried to solve it by myself.

Although this makes the other party often ask too much to force himself to hide his wounds.

Why does Jiang Guling know?Because he himself is such a person, and he doesn't want the other party to worry about him.

But really serious to recall, recall, review.Scotland's attitude towards this incident, the words "don't worry" and "I have counted", is it literal, or...

Jiang Gu Ling withdrew his thoughts, looked at the game screen that appeared on the TV, and was immediately shocked by the sense of cheapness shown above.

He hasn't played a game for many years, so the current game... um, is this popular?

Zhu Fukong touched his chin and sighed in his heart: As expected of the game Kusuo chose, it was really bad to a certain level.

Because Kusuo has telepathy, no matter what kind of game it is, the gameplay will be spoiled and the fun will be lost, so he will always find some games that almost no one will play and will not cause spoilers.

And no one can play it, it means... this game is really bad.

This is a puzzle game (probably) to save the princess, and the protagonist is a stickman, or a stickman with crooked lines.The castle and the land are represented by several geometric lines, and even "grassland" is directly marked on the green screen.

"This game is really amazing." Zhu Fukongliang sighed when he had to go back to the beginning (because the game has no save mechanism) and watch the opening animation again (because there is no skip option) due to a completely unexpected accident for the fourth time. road.

Amuro Toru, who was so bored by the game that he was almost drowsy, looked extremely hesitant.Is his aesthetics already behind?This game...is there really nothing wrong with it?

Then he heard Zhu Fukongliang briskly say: "It is really excellent to be able to make a game with bugs and open it normally!"

Toru Amuro: ...So you also know that this game is very problematic! !

The game is really unplayable, and before I know it, the sky has already dawned.

Toru Amuro yawned. After confirming that Zhu Fukongliang's body had basically recovered, he helped prepare a breakfast and planned to leave.

Just when he walked to the door and was about to say goodbye to Zhu Fukongliang, at this moment, he saw something and his pupils constricted.

Zhu Fukongliang turned his back to the monitor in the room, leaned against the wall and tilted his head slightly, folded his hands with a slightly indifferent expression, silently mouthed Toru Amuro.

What he said was...

【Zero, bro. 】

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