Follow along all the way, don't ask the ending

Qin Jiu drove Zhibao outside, the Porsche was galloping on the wide road, Zhibao still propped his head on his hands and looked out the window, she yawned and asked, "Why did you run out? Is it that unpalatable?"

"She and Amarula took care of you when you were 14 to 16 years old, don't you know?"

Zhibao turned his head and said, "I can cook myself, and Amarula can too, so I didn't let her do it."

Gin nodded: "Then you are very lucky."

When Zhibao was stabbed by the test subjects in the organization, Gin Jiu caught Hua Diao and Amarula to cook porridge for her. In the end, he was honored to see with his own eyes how terrifying Hua Diao's dark cooking is. Fortunately, Amarula Stand up and let this idiot be in charge of cutting vegetables and shredded pork.After lurking in the United States, they lived in this separate small villa. At first, everyone took turns to cook, but the few members of their operations could only cook in the wild. They were all survival skills practiced in the training camp before. It can fill the stomach, but there is no taste at all.

In the end, the heavy responsibility of cooking fell to the gentle and careful Amarula.

But since then, Hua Diao has acquired a hobby of studying dark cuisine.The whole villa was terrified, including Gin.

Zhibao smiled: "But you don't have to take me out, the dishes made by Amarula are still edible."

"I don't want to eat Korean food." Gin said, turning a corner to a restaurant.

Amarula cleaned up the mess of dinner, walked to the living room on the first floor, grabbed the remote control to watch TV, but saw chess on the coffee table: "Ah, these two people were interrupted by us in the middle of the game, Hua Hua , shall we finish it?"

Hua Diao leaned over: "Okay."

Amarula sat on the black square, and Hua Diao sat on the white square.The two looked at the chess game, but they were both stunned.

"It's a dead end..." Amarura said.

Hua Diao carefully observed the chess game. It was Black's turn to move. Although the king was not checked, the whole chessboard had nowhere to go. She said, "No, it's not a dead game. This is called a stalemate."

"Isn't it a dead end?"

"Of course not. This kind of chess is called "drawing". At this point, no one can move anyone."

Amarula frowned slightly: "Then who wins?"

Hua Diao whispered: "If it is Chinese Go, there is a winner or loser, but in Western Chess, it is a draw, forced to draw."

Gin Jiu and Zhibao were returning home, not knowing how intriguing the chess game they were interrupted in the middle of the game.He rolled down the car window a little bit, the wind whizzed by, and the radio in the car was playing a classical music waltz.For some reason, her words from that day echoed in her mind——

A pair of scheming lovers, on the eve of the decisive battle, the girl hides a dagger in the sleeve of the dress, and the boy hides a gun in the skirt of the tuxedo. Behind the family and country decisive battle...

After a long time, he was the first to break the silence: "Sherry."

Facing his expressionless gaze, Zhibao turned his head and looked directly at him: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhibao looked at him, but he turned his head away, calmly looking at the road ahead.When he turned his head just now, she saw the shallow scar on his face, which was injured by Akai Shuichi, but the gin with the shallow scar on his face seemed to be more attractive, deadly charm.It made her almost forget that she still had a mission.

She turned her head, looked at the neat street trees on the side of the road, and retreated one by one as the car moved forward.The blond and blue-eyed beautiful girls on the street were laughing and discussing something. The United States is about to enter winter, and she and Gin are as gloomy as if they were aliens.The atmosphere in the car was very different from the outside, like a stuffy, suffocating cage.

He paused for a long time before he said, "Don't you escape from my hand alive and die in someone else's hand."