118. Who is not a shit shoveling officer
When I returned to the late night cafeteria again, it was already the next evening.
I went to the cemetery in the afternoon, sweeping Hoshino Toshiba and taking the subway back to Shinjuku District, which was really a long journey.
Jiuzhong Lian was yawning. For a cat, the quality of sleep last night was not very good.
She is a person who recognizes pillows and beds. She finally got used to Xu Lun's bed and pillows. The beds in the duty booth can only be said to be barely enough.
Lifting your hands and stretching your body, Jiu Chonglian's clothes were straightened and tightened, revealing the beautiful curves from the collarbone to the armpits, and the waist to the back.
It is said that from the perspective of body fat percentage, if a cat looks cute and cute, he will also be a muscular man if he becomes a human. Maybe this is also the reason why Jiu Chonglian drinks, eats barbecue, and likes high-calorie foods but does not gain weight.
When he walked into the alley, Xu Lun saw the first thing he saw was the sign in the late night cafeteria and then passed by, and the three-cat cat at the corner.
Although I haven't seen Xu Lun for two days, the cat doesn't seem to feel lonely at all because there are delicious cans in front of it.
A man was squatting across from the can.
The man was wearing a long-sleeved sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers, and the hat of the sweatshirt covered most of his face.
He stretched out his hand and took advantage of the three-cat cat's feasting and was unprepared to make a comeback toward the cat's head.
Gulugulu—
The three-cao cat purred in her throat, not knowing whether to eat or be happy.
It turns out that this person is the one who usually gives it a small meal?
Xu Lun was a little curious.
In a sense, everyone is the cloud shoveler of this cat. It is rare to meet it. It is best to know it.
The other party obviously noticed Xu Lun, he stood up, glanced at this side, turned around and left, as if a thief who robbed the rich and helped the poor, stolen cans from the supermarket to feed the cats.
"Female?"
Xu Lun only judged the ratio of the side face, shoulder width and pelvic bone.
"What's the matter?"
Jiuchonglian just came back to her senses from her yawning state and did not see the scene just now.
"nothing."
Maybe it's a kind person who works nearby.
Xu Lun thought to himself.
The sound of the wind chime sways, crisp and pleasant.
"I'm back! Home, love a sweet home!"
As soon as Jiu Chonglian entered the cafeteria, she wanted to throw off her leather shoes and change into slippers. However, the first floor was the cafeteria, and there was no shoe rack, so she could only run upstairs.
Although she wanted to remind her that the cat who once said this often suffered a grievance, when Xu Lun heard the sound of bathing water coming upstairs, she no longer had any worries.
Hoshino Toshino has no spiritual core left. I don’t know if it is because his split self consumes the last little spiritual essence, or if there is another reason.
Xu Lun prefers the latter.
Because the black mask obviously appears because of the interference and distortion of something.
Without the influence of external forces, Hoshino Toshi's spiritual body would not undergo a qualitative change so quickly.
It is worth noting that Hoshino Toshi went to Tokyo TV on April 5 to participate in the commemoration of the super masked hero. After that, he came back and encountered a robbery incident. He accidentally fell under the bridge when he called the police and died.
When Xu Lun received this commission, at least the Weird Research Association did not know that the behind was Toshino's resentment, nor did he know that the inseparable relationship between Toshino and Tokyo TV.
It was only because the Super Mask Hero, a character in the special filming series broadcast by Tokyo TV in the residential area of Suginet, was classified as a commission related to Tokyo TV and distributed.
In other words, it was purely a coincidence that Xu Lun received this commission.
But April 5th is not an ordinary day. Of course, Xu Lun does not mean that this day is the Qingming Festival.
On the same day, Kitano Ryoko, who gave birth to a child and recovered almost all of her body, came to Tokyo TV to visit director Takeda, but fell into the elevator to save Yoshizawa Yasu's daughter, and the body was not found yet.
Even if we don’t consider it from the perspective of weirdology, just based on the results of probability statistics, the probability that two people who came to Tokyo TV on the same day died on the same day and became a vengeful spirit are close to zero.
"Sure enough, is Tokyo TV the culprit?"
Xu Lun seriously considered the plan to explode the Tokyo TV building.
"What are you thinking about, teacher?"
Jiu Chonglian walked downstairs in slippers. She had just left the bath and changed into her cute cat pajamas. Between the linen hair, the cat's ears trembled.
"The new address of Tokyo TV...No, what should I eat for dinner tonight."
Xu Lun blurted out and changed his words quickly.
"Meow?"
Jiu Chonglian felt that she might have heard something she shouldn't have heard, and pretended not to hear it.
"I want to eat curry meow!"
“Curry…”
Xu Lun opened the refrigerator and naturally had sufficient reserves of vegetables, the meat was fine, and there were leftover curry cubes.
"OK."
He took out carrots, onions, potatoes, two chicken legs, a curry cube, and two chili peppers.
First, wash rice and cook rice. After the rice cooker shows the finished sign after twenty minutes, Xu Lun starts making curry.
While peeling the vegetables with tentacles, Xu Lun picked the chicken legs and cut the meat out into pieces.
Heat the wok, add some oil, wait until the oil temperature rises, and leave the onion, ginger, and garlic to smell.
Fry the chicken in the pan, add the onion and stir-fry until it is microsoft, stir-fry the peppers, then add the potatoes and carrots cut into pieces, add water, and cover.
Curry is the simplest hot dishes in various countries. Since the seasoning is provided by curry cubes, as long as the food can be cooked normally, the taste will not be bad.
Xu Lun still remembers that during the summer vacation of the third year of high school, he said he wanted to learn how to cook, and then asked his classmates for inquiries, and finally decided to make curry.
After hearing Xu Lun's words, my father was very happy to buy a lot of dishes, and Xu Lun also cooked a large pot.
As for the taste, I have forgotten it, it is basically the taste of curry.
Xu Lun only remembers that after his father ate the curry he made, he was a little lonely and happy expression.
And the incident where the father and son had three meals in a pot of curry.
"Hehe, what good thing did the teacher think of?"
Jiu Chonglian, who was sitting at the table playing with her mobile phone, noticed Xu Lun, who was smiling at the corner of her mouth and asked with a smile.
"It's almost done."
Xu Lun looked at the time and opened the lid of the pot. The food in the pot rolled up and down. With the sound of bubbling, he turned off the heat, threw it into the curry cubes, stirred it evenly, and covered the lid again.
Wait until all the curry cubes dissolve and then heat to close the juice.
Didi--
The rice in the rice cooker was just cooked. Xu Lun took out two plates with his tentacles, served the rice, and the curry was just ready to go.
When eating at home, Xu Lun only asked half of the plate to be curry and half of the rice to serve.
"Love starts!"
Jiu Chonglian picked up the spoon, mixed the hot white rice into her mouth with curry, and yelled it while yelling it delicious.
Seeing her appearance, Xu Lun pursed a smile on the corner of her mouth and ate the curry she made herself.
Chapter completed!