Little Mushroom

An Zhe lowered his eyes slightly, and the feeling of being touched by the judge was very strange. He felt that Lu Feng was in a very gentle state now.

If it was because his previous words comforted this person, he would still feel very happy.

So he smiled at Lu Feng.

Then I saw Lu Feng's gaze turned bad, and the finger that was touching his head went down and pinched his face.

——An Zhe felt that this person was better when he was in a bad mood, at least he would not bully others casually.

He fled from Lu Feng: "I'm going to see the pot."

Lu Feng: "Hmm."

An Zhe returned to the kitchen and found that the water had boiled, and the bubbles came up crowded, almost breaking through the lid of the pot.These days, he has mastered enough cooking skills. He lifted the transparent pot cover, and the white water steamed up, and the foam quickly subsided.The bacon has been soaked in boiling water, and the edges of the potato cubes have become round. A small amount of milk makes the soup slightly whitish. Sweet and fragrant, it is a taste that An Zhe likes very much.

He took the soup spoon on the side, and used the bottom of the spoon to grind the softened potato pieces. The small pieces gradually melted into the soup under the stirring and grinding, and the potato soup became thicker to the naked eye.

Lu Feng came to the kitchen at some point, leaned against the door frame, and said lightly, "Do you want me to help?"

Of course, An Zhe didn't expect the colonel to be familiar with the work in the kitchen, he said: "No."

But Lu Feng didn't leave either, he just looked at An Zhe there, then moved his eyes to the kitchen, and looked around the small space.

Finally, his eyes stopped on the silver faucet on the sink: "Leaking water?"

An Zhe: "Yes."

The kitchen faucet had been leaking since the first day he moved in, and no matter how hard it was turned, water would drip.The sound is not obvious during the day, but at night, when everything is silent, and even the lights of the Petronas Towers in the distance are extinguished, the sound of dripping water echoes throughout the room, sometimes disturbing his sleep—disrupting sleep is the second most important thing What's worse is that after such a day, he may have to pay more for water.

But Lu Feng took off his coat and put it aside, rolled up the cuffs of his uniform shirt, and raised his hand to close the black water gate above the water pipe—a place that An Zhe's height couldn't reach.

Then he unscrewed the tap.

An Zhe watched his actions silently. He felt that Lu Feng had only two possibilities for this move. One was to completely destroy his faucet, and the other was to help him repair it.

He thinks it is the former intellectually, but is more willing to believe the latter emotionally.

Just then, the door was knocked.

Lu Feng was dismantling the faucet into eight pieces, without raising his head, he said, "Go."

His tone was as straightforward as if he was the master of this room.

The real owner, An Zhe, put down the spoon, went to the entrance and opened the door. It was a soldier in military uniform.

The man looked around the living room and said, "Colonel Lu asked me to come here."

He is very loud.

I heard Lu Feng's calm voice from the kitchen: "Here."

The soldier walked to the door, saluted with his military boots: "Colonel Lu, I'm a member of the logistics department, and I neglected your ID card issue, it's our fault at work—"

His words suddenly paused, his eyes shifted to the faucet parts in Lu Feng's hand, his expression seemed to have seen a ghost, and then he continued: "... For this, we express our sincere apologies and—"

"Stop talking nonsense." Lu Feng interrupted him coldly.

The soldier said: "...I sent you a new ID card."

"Thank you." Without even looking at him, Lu Feng reassembled the two parts with both hands, and said, "Put it down."

There are some potato peels piled up by the sink, next to a kitchen knife.

The sink is full of water.

In the Colonel's hand was the faucet part.

The soldier held up the ID card, and for a moment, he didn't know where to put it.

An Zhe could only whisper, "Give it to me."

After receiving the ID card, it is to see off the guests.

At the door, the soldier glanced at the colonel in the kitchen again, and then at An Zhe. He deliberately lowered his voice, but because his voice was already loud, his voice was not low after lowering it: "...what is the colonel doing?"

An Zhe: "Fix the faucet."

"Can the judge still repair the faucet?" The soldier looked at him suspiciously: "Then you and him are..."

An Zhe: "Now we are neighbors."

Soldier: "What about before?"

"Before..." An Zhe remembered that the two of them had slept in each other's bed, and said, "Let's be friends."

The corner of the soldier's mouth twitched unnaturally: "...haha."

He doesn't seem to believe it.

It might be that Lu Feng seldom dismantled other people's faucets, so An Zhe sent the soldiers away calmly.

——When he returned to the kitchen, he saw that the faucet had been installed back to its original position.

Lu Feng unscrewed the water gate.

The faucet was drip-tight.

"Wow." An Zhe said.

Looking at the faucet, he felt that the judge didn't just ignore people all the time, and at the same time felt that this person seemed to know everything.

He said, "You are amazing."

His voice was still soft and delicate.The aroma of potato soup has completely evaporated, and with the dense water vapor covering the whole room, Lu Yan said calmly, "You are not bad, too."

After the potato soup was thoroughly cooked, An Zhe divided it into two bowls and served it with two packs of compressed biscuits as the staple food.Lu Feng seemed to be in a happy mood, but An Zheshi didn't know what to eat. He racked his brains to get some news about the lighthouse from Lu Feng, so he asked Lu Feng a lot of questions.

"What are you doing next?"

"Wait for the arrangement."

"Will you work in the Twin Towers?"

"maybe."

"Is the lighthouse in constant contact with the military?"

"seldom."

"The doctor works at the lighthouse... are you familiar with him?"

"Not familiar." Lu Feng remained expressionless.

The obvious indifference made An Zhe give up the idea of ​​continuing to ask, but it seemed more suspicious to stop there, so he continued to ask: "The little girl today..."

The next second, Lu Feng looked at him.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't," he said flatly, "Don't talk while eating."

An Zhe shut up in disappointment.

By the end of the dinner, he didn't even get anything about the spores, but the judge's attitude towards him seemed to be much better.

An Zhe opened the door and sent Lu Feng back.

Lu Feng said, "Goodbye."

An Zhe also said, "Goodbye."

Lu Yan stuck the new ID card on the sensor, the green light turned on, and the door lock opened smoothly.

Lu Feng pushed open the door.

Then, he suddenly stopped moving, and the whole person seemed to be still.

This kind of behavior was very rare for the colonel, so An Zhe poked his head out quietly, and turned his gaze to the room.

Seeing this, he also paused.

The room is not empty.

There was a huge open suitcase next to the sofa facing the door, and an officer in black uniform was sitting on the sofa.The officer, with black hair and green eyes, was staring coldly at the door.

Lu Feng, who was standing at the door, turned his head and looked at An Zhe with the same eyes.

An Zhe: "...not me."

Not really him.

The puppet of the judge has never been seen since he was captured. He thought that this evil thing had been blown to pieces together with District 6. How could it appear in Lu Feng's house?

At this moment, Lu Feng's communicator rang, and the person on the opposite side had a loud voice. It was the soldier from the logistics department who had come to deliver the card before: "Colonel, have you returned to the room? Can the new ID card be used normally?"

"Thank you, yes." Lu Feng said, "But I want to know, what happened to the puppet in my living room?"

"Puppet?" The soldier on the opposite side was slightly puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized: "When the court evacuated urgently to rescue important materials and items, the soldier in charge of the rescue saw this and thought it might be important military equipment, so they brought it along with them. We don't know what to do with it, so we put it in your room."

Lu Yan repeated: "Important military equipment?"

"It's like this. Although we are in the main city, we also know that there are some reactionary organizations in the outer city that oppose the Inquisition. We judge that the artificial doll may be a prop for the Inquisition to lure the enemy. Besides, its manufacturing cost seems very... ..." the man gushed.

Lu Feng said nothing.

The man finally realized that something was wrong: "Colonel, did I say something wrong?"

"No, thank you." Lu Feng hung up the communication.

After hanging up, he said to An Zhe, "Come here."

An Zhe felt very hopeless. He hadn't been convicted in the previous case. He was released from the prison only by a sudden worm attack. Now that the stolen goods appeared again, would the judge want to bring up the old story again and convict him?

He walked over.

Lu Feng roughly lifted the doll from the sofa, put it back in the suitcase, and pushed the suitcase towards An Zhe, but An Zhe couldn't figure it out, so he pressed the handle of the lever.

Lu Feng: "I'll see you off."

An Zhe: "..."