Overturned Tower

At nine o'clock in the morning, Russell opened the door and entered the office of the Special Operations Department.

Russell had already changed into his Special Operations uniform.

The pure black slim-fit short windbreaker made the short Russell look a little more sassy.

Today is June 20th.

It has been more than a month since the "Little Liuli Incident".

In this month, there was only one demon alarm... Considering that the "veil of ignorance" might still be staring at the inferior, this time the inferior did not let Russell do it, but dealt with the demon himself.

In other words, Russell touched for a full month—and got paid handsomely.

I go to work every day to fish with pay...Although the hair is not done, it is really hard for me. Russell thought.

"Morning~"

Russell drew a long note, his voice was lazy. It's like a cat that sees a person and meows as a greeting.

Before that, the bad guy and the delphinium had already arrived at the office.

The office of the Special Operations Department, although it is an office... actually has many supporting facilities built in.

There are three refrigerators alone, as well as a water bar for making tea, coffee and milk, and even a built-in open kitchen and a dining table for eight people.

At this moment, the sizzling sound of fried steak was ringing in the kitchen.

As soon as Russell opened the door and walked in, the alluring aroma made his eyes light up.

So Russell sat down at the dining table confidently. The place with the hot milk was obviously his... After all, neither the badass nor the delphinium likes to drink milk.

"What are you eating today?"

he asked expectantly.

"Steak, omelette, mushrooms."

The inferior replied indifferently: "There is also the minister's boiled broccoli... you can eat some too."

"Eh…"

Hearing that he was going to be a vegetarian, Russell shrank his neck a little aggrieved, but didn't say much.

——Since knowing that bad people can cook, Russell stopped going to the staff cafeteria to find something to eat in the morning.

Although you can freely take food in the staff cafeteria...but generally speaking, there are more delicious food at noon.

And because he is really famous. Whenever Russell went to the cafeteria to eat, someone would always come over to strike up a conversation and get acquainted.

At first they were polite—almost awed.

But when they found that Russell had a good temper and a gentle personality...their purpose began to go beyond striking up a conversation.

Some want Russell's friends, some want to know Russell's code name, and some want to take a photo with Russell or take a video with him and post it online. There are also some big sisters who like to touch Russell... There are even girls who want to pursue Russell.

If it's noon, because the buffet is really delicious, Russell can't bear it.

At most, it's a girl touching her ears twice... Russell is the type whose ears are not very sensitive, so it doesn't matter if he is touched twice. As long as you bite to death and don't add friends, and don't go to any social networking places with others, you will definitely not suffer.

But the dishes in the morning and evening are relatively not so rich.

Especially the breakfast—only 10% of it is meat, or some simple meat such as fried bacon and beef soup.

Russell is the type who doesn't like meat.

He has to eat meat for every meal, otherwise he will become weak or mentally ill.

After Russell was raised by his mentor with various high-quality ingredients, the demand for food quality also increased.

This seems to be a manifestation of Russell's spirituality... After all, delphiniums are very particular about nutritional balance, and Russell's situation is not at all.

"Give."

The inferior put a piece of fried steak in front of Russell, and on the small plate next to it was a fried egg, a small piece of broccoli and two mushrooms.

With a bitter face, Russell picked out the broccoli and ate it vigorously first—he is the type who likes to eat the least favorite food first.

He rinsed the taste in his mouth with milk, and then began to gobble it up.

Although the appetite is the smallest among the three, Russell's eating posture is very fierce and his attitude is more serious.

On the plates of the other two, the amount of side dishes was several times larger than Russell's.

The poor put their share on the table first. It was opposite to Russell, but not in a diagonal position facing each other.

He then puts the delphinium's share of food on her desk. Delphinium's eating habits are different from the two... She is more inclined to eat slowly while handling official business, watching the news or studying and reading. She can often eat a meal for more than an hour, until the food is cold.

The inferior one immediately took off the apron, sat on his seat and began to eat slowly.

He eats gracefully and slowly, without spilling the juices off his plate or staining his cheeks. Unlike Delphinium, he doesn't surf the Internet while eating... which is a lot like Russell.

Three people eating are three completely different habits.

Not long after the poor one started eating, Russell burped and fell limply on the chair with his stomach in his arms.

He has finished eating.

"I'm starting to understand a little bit, too."

Russell squinted his eyes and relaxed his body: "Why doesn't delphinium like to eat in free and delicious cafeterias... The culinary skills of the poor are really good."

"That's not true. I'm mainly afraid of trouble. I order takeaway more often."

Delphinium’s tone was as lazy as Russell’s. While flipping through the news, she casually said softly: “I don’t want to talk to people who come to strike up a conversation, but I can’t do it if I don’t… They will talk bad things about you behind your back. But if you talk to someone , ignoring the other would be even worse.

"On the other hand, if they see me and meet their eyes, and they don't come over to say hello and say hello, they will feel that they are being rude. Although I really don't care about these, there are always some people who care, so they don't do anything. wrong.

"Since I am right and they are right, which means everyone is right...then it is better for me not to show up. If I go out, I will cause trouble to others, and things that make me feel troublesome will happen..."

"Forget about takeaway."

The inferior said coldly: "Anyway, the ingredients are provided for free, so there is no need to use them for nothing. Why waste money by ordering takeaway? It is also easy to leak personal information."

"...Leaking information about my location in the Special Operations Department?"

Delphinium couldn't help laughing: "Even if it leaked, so what? Isn't it public here?"

"If the information is leaked, it will be unsafe."

The poor man pointed at the delphinium with his dining knife, and replied in a flat tone: "Maybe the food will be poisoned, or the food delivery drone may be replaced with an offensive drone, or the food delivery drone may be replaced by an unmanned drone." The machine was bugged. It's all possible.

"You let Qunqing go to the cafeteria to bring you food, it's better than ordering takeaway... Now the situation is different. Even if I go on a mission, there won't be no one here."

"...Have you ever been poisoned, inferior?"

Russell was a little curious.

What he said is too true...more realistic than "takeaway food is harmful to your health".

Most people wouldn't think that someone would poison the takeaway, would they?

"Down."

It was not the inferior who answered Russell, but the delphinium.

She looked at Russell with a smile, patted the table in front of her, and motioned for Russell to sit opposite her: "Come and listen, otherwise the inferior may hit you with horns."

"Come on—"

Russell jumped to the table in two steps, and dragged the stool forward.

He saw that the food in front of the delphinium was barely moving, just eating a candied omelet.

While the delphinium was cutting the food slowly, he answered Russell's doubts: "He has been poisoned by someone close to him since he was six or seven years old."

"A close person?"

Russell couldn't help lowering his voice: "Can you tell me this kind of thing?"

"There's nothing he can't say, he doesn't shy away from it."

Delphinium said, and cut off a steak.

She inserted it with a fork, and stretched it to Russell's mouth with a smile: "Open your mouth, ah~"

"Ah~"

Russell subconsciously opened his mouth and ate the piece of meat.

Chewing on the juicy beef, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was very satisfied.

"—just like now."

The smile on Delphinium's face faded a little: "He was poisoned by his own mother."

Russell was stunned, and the movement of chewing food suddenly stopped.

"I didn't give it to you, I'll eat yours."

Delphinium gave Russell an angry look.

Russell then resumed chewing.

He looked back at the inferior with some doubts.

...Poisoned by his own mother? Why?

Foster mother?

"It's my biological mother."

Delphinium said softly.

"In addition to mother, there are friends."

The inferior sneered and added.

His deep voice, like a whisper, sounded very clearly in the room: "Poisoned steaks, drugged drinks. Some are poison, some are laxatives, and some are drugs that make people lose their minds and become lunatics. Some It is a drug that becomes addictive after taking it.

"I got used to it afterward. Bring your own food at the banquet, don't drink water that others haven't drunk, and check the cup carefully. You must never eat the food handed over by your friends... Some close people betrayed you, while others Someone is going to use your friends to poison you."

Russell looked at the inferior in astonishment.

The inferior noticed Russell's gaze, and showed a proud, villain-like terrifying smile: "Why do you think I can cook?

"It's very simple. If I don't make food with my own hands, I won't eat it."

"...Did you offend someone?"

"offend?"

The inferior sneered: "As long as I live, I will be feared, hated, and despised by others.

"—as they named me."