Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

Ling Lie sat obediently at the table, looking at Zhou Zishan's back busy in the kitchen, full of expectation.

At this time, a message from Li Hongyin popped up on Ling Lie's phone.

[Li Hongyin: Read the hot searches, but don’t let him read them]

Ling Lie raised his eyebrows in confusion, lowered his head and followed the link given by Li Hongyin to open the social software.

#identityrealhammer? Is the person who posted the message really the second young master of the Ruan family? #Explosiveexplosion

#阮家 posted a complaint: ungrateful#Explosive

This post of the Ruan family can be described as a tearful accusation that the "poster" is really the second young master of the Ruan family, and is really blinded by lard and ungrateful.

They also posted along the way that the Ruan family had gone to great lengths to find him over the years, and how hard it was for them to find him. They also used it as a marketing point to show how sad and sad Ruan Ying and Zhou Xingyue cried because of his disappearance. Crazy around a core to create "how much the Ruan family misses and cares about him" over the years.

At the same time, in response to that post, the Ruan family refuted point by point, and even exposed the source of the photo they had used to search for his whereabouts on the Internet. They bluntly said that it was a wanted order on the dark web, with a hidden arch:

"If you really fall into any quagmire, you can tell us directly. We are not afraid of the threat of evil forces. We will work with the police to help you correct your evil ways!"

It can be said that the Ruan family has finished saying all the nice things, and the Ruan family has stepped on all the commanding heights.

But it didn't give "Zhou Zishan" a way to survive at all, and there was even a tendency to force him to choose one of the two.

The implication is: Either enter the game or go home, your choice is yours.

Every sentence is very soft and provocative, but every word is precise and tough, like sharp knives.

Undoubtedly, this short essay completely reversed public opinion and abruptly portrayed Zhou Zishan as a white-eyed wolf who does not know what is good or evil.

Even Zhou Zishan was stigmatized as a "suspected criminal" and was wildly insulted and slandered by people who didn't know the truth.

When Ling Lie saw these two posts, all the excitement in the morning dropped to freezing point. He cursed impatiently in his heart, why does this old guy always come out to kill people at critical moments?

Ruan Jingxiong, you really deserve to die. Ling Lie was so irritated that he wanted to smash his cell phone.

At this time, Zhou Zishan was carefully dicing four peeled tomatoes.

After cutting the tomatoes, he went to the refrigerator and took out a can of homemade tomato sauce, four eggs, and the chopped green onions and vegetables he bought yesterday. He returned to the counter, skillfully heated the pan, poured oil, and fried them first. Eggs, then pour the scrambled eggs into a bowl, add the chopped tomatoes into the pot and stir-fry.

Waiting for the tomatoes to turn into soft tomato puree, Zhou Zishan scooped out two more tablespoons of tomato paste and threw it into the pot. When the tomato juice in the pot turned into an appetizing bright red color, he finally added the fried eggs and stirred them in. Stir-fry for a few times, turn down the heat and cover the pot to simmer for a while.

Taking advantage of this moment, he quickly picked up the cooked noodles, put the washed vegetables into the pot for cooking noodles, and chopped the green onions into fine pieces.

After the vegetables were cooked, Zhou Zishan turned off the heat, took out two bamboo hat bowls, put the noodles in each, poured a little sesame oil, took out the vegetables and put them on the plate, divided the fragrant tomato scrambled eggs in the pot into two portions and poured them into two portions. in a bowl.

Zhou Zishan was humming a little song and scattering green onion. He felt Ling Lie's mood swings. His hands making dough suddenly paused. After a while, his hands started to be busy again, and he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? What's going on?" What happened?"

Ling Lie heard Zhou Zishan's question, glanced at the post casually, and pretended to be fine, "It's okay, it's nothing."

At this time, he smelled the mouth-watering aroma and quickly put down his phone and stood up to get the chopsticks.

Zhou Zishan took off his apron and hung it up. When he saw Ling Lie coming, he smiled and said, "Just wait."

Ling Lie saw the two bowls of tomato and egg noodles that greatly increased appetite, his throat slid, and the tip of his tongue involuntarily licked his lower lip: "I'm in a hurry."

Zhou Zishan smiled and said, "What's the rush?"

After Ling Lie washed his chopsticks, he took the initiative to pick up two bamboo hat bowls, put them on the table, and set out his chopsticks.

Zhou Zishan is accustomed to washing the pot immediately after cooking. At this moment, he just picked up the iron pot to wash it, and the hot temperature came from his back again.

Ling Lie stretched out his hand from behind Zhou Zishan, took the iron pot from Zhou Zishan's hand, grabbed the dishcloth from the side, squeezed some detergent and started to wipe the pot.

Zhou Zishan chuckled lightly and let him hold her in his arms, "You... have a lumpy face."

"I heard you put the sesame oil on the noodles first, no way." Ling Lie raised his lips and blew hot air into Zhou Zishan's ear, "Let's eat together after I finish washing."

Zhou Zishan lowered his head and couldn't help but smile. He simply lay back and leaned on Ling Lie to watch Ling Lie wash the pots. "That's right, young master, this skill of washing pots can help you apply for a nanny."

"Then do you want me? Can I apply to be your nanny? I'm very easy to take care of, Brother Zishan." Ling Lie lowered his head and pecked Zhou Zishan on the cheek.

"When you come to my place, you can only be a free nanny. I won't pay you a salary."

Ling Lie spoke viciously, but with a smile on his face, "The evil slave owner."

"Why, don't you want to?" Zhou Zishan teased and bit Ling Lie.

"Yes, if you only need me as a coolie, I'll be happy." Ling Lie put the pot back to its original place, wiped his hands with a clean towel, and pulled Zhou Zishan back to the table to sit down, "It smells good. "

Ling Lie moved very quickly, and it only took a minute or two to wash the pot.

He couldn't wait to sit down at the table and pick up the chopsticks.

Zhou Zishan was actually a little nervous. He didn't know if Ling Lie would be disappointed.

Sometimes, when I go back and relive the delicacies I ate as a child, such as the grilled sausages at the school gate, when I take the first bite, I wonder if I was a wild boar before, even though the grilled sausages in my mouth are The intestines are not that delicious, they just taste like that.

But when I miss the taste of the grilled sausage in my memory, I always feel that it is the most delicious thing in the world.

Zhou Zishan was afraid that when Ling Lie took the first bite, he would feel that the taste had changed.

Ling Lie mixed the noodles with chopsticks and stuffed the tomato scrambled eggs mixed with the noodles into his mouth without raising his head. Halfway through, his mouth was full when he raised his head and suddenly found Zhou Zishan still sitting there.

Ling Lie never liked talking while eating. At this moment, he asked slurringly with a large pile of food in his mouth, "Aren't you hungry?"

Zhou Zishan was stunned when he saw Ling Lie taking a big mouthful of rice, and then came back to eat.

The sweet and sour flavor of the tomato scrambled eggs slipped into his stomach. While eating the noodles, Zhou Zishan looked at Ling Lie from time to time, watching his eating posture quietly, for fear that he would think something was wrong.

The noodles in Ling Lie's bowl were soon half empty. He had missed this taste for so long and couldn't make it himself.

Sure enough, only Zhou Zishan himself can make this taste, and it has not changed for so long, and it is still as delicious as the one he had back then.

Ling Lie chewed the noodles, chewing the things in his mouth happily, looking at Zhou Zishan with eyes full of nostalgia.

Only then did Zhou Zishan feel relieved and lowered his head to eat.

At this time, Zhou Zishan's cell phone on the table rang. It was Xiaotu's call.

Zhou Zishan put down his chopsticks and was about to reach for his cell phone to answer the call.

Ling Lie's big hand suddenly blocked Zhou Zishan's face, and he even hung up the phone quickly.