The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 166 Deluxe Package
The fragrance gradually wafted out, and Akai Shuichi, who was sitting on the sofa and flipping through the newspaper, raised his brows slightly with surprise in his eyes.Originally, he was still thinking about ordering takeaway if the food was not good, but it seems that he doesn't need it.

Putting on home clothes, Sasashima Ritsu came out of the bedroom, walked towards the kitchen, poked his head out to observe Ireland who was mashing potatoes, and asked curiously, "What are you cooking, potato salad?"

"The country where I was born regards potatoes as a staple food, just like the Japanese cannot live without rice. This dish is called Colcannon, which is mainly potatoes and cabbage, but I saw that there is bacon in the refrigerator, so I can add a little bit. Season it."

"Well, is there anything I can do for you?"

Ireland didn't know Macallan's cooking level, he thought in his heart that the little ace killer in the action team could come here at will, so it would be no problem to cut vegetables.

But the result?

As soon as Ritsu Sasashima picked up the kitchen knife, Akai Shuichi, who was acting like a salted fish on the sofa, couldn't sit still. He walked over quickly with a serious face, just like the expression when he saw a naughty child playing with a knife, and said in a deep voice: "Forgot what I told you last time? You can watch and talk in the kitchen, but you can't do your hands, even washing the vegetables."

"...then you come."

Akai Hideichi took over the kitchen knife and began to skillfully handle the ingredients. There was no way that Bourbon could not do all the work by himself, so he would take the initiative to take care of the simple work of washing and cutting vegetables when starting the stove on weekdays.

Seeing McCallum go to the living room to watch TV with a dark face, Ireland asked doubtfully, "Can't he chop vegetables well?"

"Well, if you want to have potato chips, sticks, diced potatoes and cubes in one dish, you can call him back to cut the vegetables."

The corner of Ireland's mouth twitched. It was hard to imagine how the child lived to such an age. He thought that a person could more or less cook something, such as the simplest and brainless fried poached eggs.

After less than an hour of busy work, the simple three dishes and one soup were served on the table, and there is no need to worry about not being full because the portions are full.

Colcannon with Irish characteristics, plus fried meatballs, cheese and ham pancakes and borscht soup, every dish tastes very good, even some pancakes are not paired with cheese and ham, but are topped with maple syrup as a dessert.

Fried meatballs are Ritsu Sasashima's favorite dish. The crispy and crispy shell is bitten off, and the gravy flows out together with the milky yellow cheese.

The filling inside is not only beef, but also chopped parsley and mashed onion, which makes the taste richer.British black vinegar, which is not usually used in Japanese food, should also be added to the seasoning. The saltiness is moderate and the light butter aroma is very good.

It tastes good when eaten alone, and when dipped in yellow mustard sauce, it can highlight the charm of fried food. Ritsu Sasashima couldn't stop chopsticks at all, and stuffed them into his mouth one after another, causing his cheeks to bulge like a hamster.

Ireland enjoys being liked by others for the dishes he made with his heart. This may have something to do with his growing environment. In fact, he lacks love psychologically. The reason why he can gain a sense of belonging in the organization is because he can get support from his adoptive father. Recognition, even rewards with a salary, these are the treatment that is not received in the orphanage.

"Try Colcannon, it's very refreshing and anti-greasy."

"Well, it's really delicious."

"It's my honor to be praised by you." Ireland picked up the red wine glass and gently shook the beige transparent liquid inside, and said with a smile: "Cheers."

"Cheers."

Seeing Ireland's heroic gulp, a big friend who hasn't exercised his drinking capacity yet wants to follow suit. Akai Shuichi directly stretched out his hand and pressed his rising hand, saying: "Be aware of your drinking capacity. , drink slowly."

"I'm not a drinker anymore, okay?" Sasashima Ritsu rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: Your drinking capacity is not much better, you obviously have a face that can drink very much.

Ireland looked at the two with some envy. Speaking of which, in the organization, the only person who has a better relationship with him is his adoptive father. He always cooperates with those grassroots personnel during missions in Europe. It is quite lonely without friends of similar age. .

However, as a member of the organization, do we need to have such social relations?

Maybe it's unnecessary, but seeing the interaction between the two in front of you, you will inexplicably feel an emotion called envy.

"You two have a very good relationship. How long have you known each other?"

When asked if they were right, the two glanced at each other, Ritsu Sasashima picked up the maple muffins on the plate with a fork, thinking of the accidental car accident two years ago, less than three months later he and Ley We've known each other for three years.

Time flies so fast, is he going to stay in the organization for five years soon?

Be vigilant at all times, and worry about whether your undercover identity will be exposed when you sleep at night. Has it been five years since such days?

"It's been almost three years." Sasashima Ritsu thought of the relationship between himself and Ley, but because the two people's positions were different, there was a little complaint in his tone, and he added: "Our relationship is not that important. good."

"Well, just an ordinary colleague."

Akai Shuichi didn't want to establish a friendship with McAllen, who has become one of Gin's guardians. He fumbled for a cigarette case from his pocket, shook out a cigarette with his wrist, and asked, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

"Smoke it, anyway, who doesn't smoke second-hand smoke these days." Ireland picked up a wine bottle and had a drink for himself. It's a pity that you won't participate in tomorrow's mission Rye."

"Task?"

"Forget that you don't know about the mission. Tomorrow Macallan and I will go abroad on a mission, and of course Kir and Chianti will be included."

The operation team specialist who has been in Europe, the ace of the operation team with the best performance in various fields, the rising star of the intelligence team, and the sniper with good killing decisiveness are really a luxurious package. I don’t know who to feed it to.

"Does Bourbon know?" Akai Hideichi asked.

Sasashima, pretending to be unfamiliar, took a sip from his wine glass calmly, and said calmly, "Is it necessary to tell him?"

Akai Shuichi didn't reply, and after finishing the food in front of him, he said he was going to the balcony to smoke his third cigarette of the day.It's not that the effect of his smoking cessation is not obvious, but that the FBI has already started planning to arrest Gin Jiu.

He leaned on the balcony and looked at the night scene outside, and he could still hear the chirping of cicadas even though the summer had already passed.

I'm leaving here soon, what's the matter with the inexplicable reluctance?

Could it be that if he was guessed by that guy, would he have strange emotions in the organization?It's like the feeling that I don't want to admit.

It's obviously using it, why would you put yourself in it, it really doesn't look like yourself.

"..."

His eyes drifted to McAllen, who was washing the dishes and chopsticks carefully. Someday next year, they would be completely on opposite sides.

With a faint sense of expectation, Akai Shuichi admitted that he is a bit of a strong type. In his eyes, only Gin and Macallan can become his old enemies.

At that time, let's distinguish the high and low.

(End of this chapter)