Trickster Hunter

Chapter 350 Bento

"Maybe," Zhong Ling said lightly, "I need to go back and write a statement."

"Uh... that's right." Sun Hang scratched his head, "Can I not do it?"

Sun Hang himself didn't plan to do it... Although the out-of-control hunter could be considered to have been killed by him alone, as long as he didn't want to write a statement, it is estimated that no one in the entire Tianfu City would dare to force him to write a statement.

Anyway, the outposts and patrol teams are equipped with high-definition recorders, and recording is much more efficient than the formalism of asking for names and genders first. In the current situation in Shuzhou, those who like to stick to the rules or like to make profits by sticking to the rules have mostly retreated to the second line, and everything is basically efficiency-oriented.

Many of the officials rescued in the previous space-time ghost incident resigned from the positions of Tianfu City Management Committee members and left Shuzhou with their families under various excuses... As for the current Tianfu City Management Committee, nearly two-thirds of them are fresh blood.

Among these new bloods, there are young people promoted from below, and there are also experienced doers who have been parachuted in - Yang Lian and Sun Hang have mentioned this more than once. In her words, "It is indeed much more comfortable to work now than before."

"Not good." Zhong Ling shook her head, "But there should be some lunch boxes left in the refrigerator. You can heat them in the microwave."

"Lunch boxes?"

"I made them before, and they were prepared for Yang Qi and the others." Zhong Ling said.

"Okay... do you need me to take you back?"

"I'll just go with the convoy." Zhong Ling glanced at him, "Do you want to come with me?"

"No, I'll go back first, I'm hungry." Sun Hang waved his hand.

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Tianfu City, a residential area exclusively for monster hunters.

Sun Hang opened the refrigerator. Sure enough, in the top compartment, there were seven or eight plastic lunch boxes neatly stacked. These lunch boxes were wrapped in a layer of plastic wrap, and there were labels on the plastic wrap, stating the contents of the lunch boxes.

"Even if Zhong Ling is not a person with special abilities, she was not born in such a family... With her ability, she can probably reach the pinnacle of life by selling lunch boxes, right?" Sun Hang muttered, turned his head and looked at Fukada Miki, who was sitting at the dining table and staring at the table in a trance, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Is there anything edible?" Fukada Miki raised her head and asked back.

"Uh, let me see... tomato scrambled eggs with minced meat and eggplant, fried chicken nuggets with stir-fried three-diced, oh, there is a whole big pig's trotter in one box!"

"The one with fried chicken nuggets." Fukada Miki said, "By the way, aren't you going to bring food to that white-haired woman? In other words, we have to go back to the research institute later?"

"No, there is a word called 'the power of technology'." Sun Hang picked a lunch box at random and stuffed it into a foam box, walked outside the villa, and hung the foam box under a drone.

A few seconds later, the drone slowly took off and flew towards the Tianfucheng Research Institute.

"You should have seen drones delivering food?" Sun Hang said with a smile. "There are such things in border cities like Tianfu City, and Chunming City must be more common."

"No, Chunming City doesn't have them." Fukada Miki shook her head. "Chunming City has strict control over civilian drones. All civilian drones must be registered. Every flight must report the time, trajectory and purpose to the Drone Management Bureau. There are also many no-fly zones... So no one will use these things to deliver food."

"Tsk... It seems that Chunming City is still not as good as Tianfu City..." Sun Hang said.

"From your accent, you don't look like a local of Tianfu City. Why do you look so proud?" Fukada Miki was a little confused.

"To be honest, I don't even know where I am from... But since I live in Tianfu City, I am a Tianfu person, and there is nothing wrong with it, right?" Sun Hang said.

"...You don't have a birth record? What about your parents?" Fukada Miki frowned, "Have you lived here since you can remember? That's not right... If that's the case, you should..."

"If I tell you that I only have a few months of memory, do you believe it?" Sun Hang threw two boxes of lunch into the microwave and set the power and time.

"Believe it, why not." Fukada Miki said, "So you have lost your memory, and you are also an 'illegal household'. No matter whether it is the household registration database of Tianfu City or the citizen archives of Xiazhou Federation, your information cannot be found... right."

"It's a good guess." Sun Hang nodded.

"This is not a guess, this is reasoning, and it is a very simple reasoning." Fukada Miki raised his eyebrows with some pride, "Your amnesia should be related to the attack of the strange creature, right?"

"The reasoning is quite accurate."

"No identity record, no memory, extremely abnormal abilities, amnesia and appearance are also related to the attack of the strange creature..." Fukada Miki pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "If you ask me, you are not a humanoid strange creature, right? It's just that you have lost the memory of being a strange creature before, so you think of yourself as a human?"

"I think so too, but unfortunately, I'm wrong this time." Sun Hang sighed, "Tianfu City Strange Research Institute gave me a very detailed physical examination... uh, that kind of formal physical examination, not the kind that Song Yarong said... The results of the examination show that I am a human infected by the meme, and the degree of infection is very low. I belong to the most stable and safest infected person."

"Ignore the previous words for now, do you believe the last sentence when you say it?" Fukada Miki asked, "For the infected, the two words stability and safety are the antonyms of strong...the stronger the cunning. The more dangerous your memes are, the closer the infection process is to the safe threshold. With your strength, I find it a bit incredible that you are not sealed in a permanent freezing coffin."

"I just killed an out-of-control hunter today, and his infection process exceeded the safety threshold, but he's not that strong," Sun Hang said.

"A hunter with a high degree of infection may not necessarily be strong, but a strong hunter must have a high degree of infection." Miki Fukada said firmly, "You have come into contact with many more hunters than you, and with my ability... …I can tell almost at a glance what kind of hunters they are.”

"Didn't you say that in your eyes, I am just an egg with the same hardness everywhere?"

"That's just a metaphor! That's an extreme situation." Fukada Miki defended, "This kind of situation will only appear on a theoretical level, and it is impossible to exist in reality...especially people, even your sitting posture If there is a slight change, the flaws in your body will also change...and a person who has no flaws at all should not exist at all! Do you understand what I mean?"

"But you really don't see any flaws in me." Sun Hang said innocently, "According to what you said, shouldn't I even exist?"

"I suspect... that some kind of ability in your body will interfere with my eyes." Fukada Miki thought, "The day you came to Mudanpo, when I first saw you, you were full of flaws. There are almost too many to count...but when I took a second look, all those flaws disappeared..."

Fukada Miki's voice decreased as she spoke. After a while, she gently tapped the table: "I suspect that the problem is not with you, but with my eyes."

"That's not good... You are the most critical link in the insecticide plan. If there is a problem with your eyes, the entire insecticide plan will be over." Sun Hang shrugged.

"But this only happens when I look at you. It's normal for me to look at other things."

"Then have you seen Chimera No. 17?"

"I've only seen it in video files."

"Uh...can your ability take effect through real-time recording?"

"If I could, I wouldn't be here."

"I thought they sent you here because they were worried about the delay in the video recording." Sun Hang said.

"Actually, it's very simple to solve this problem." Fukada Miki suddenly showed a mysterious smile, "You just need to find a time to secretly take me to a place where I can see Chimera No. 17. In this case, my ability can It’s completely obvious that it can’t take effect on Chimera No. 17.”

"Is this the real purpose of you talking to me for such a long time?"

"Hey, you found me."

"That's okay, but you can't get too close. You can probably only see a vague outline... Um, is there a distance limit to your ability?"

"My limit record is nineteen kilometers, but the field of view was good that time and the size of the monster was large enough." Fukada Miki said, "In addition, equipment such as telescopes will also affect my ability to a certain extent. Interference, for the most accurate data, must be direct visual inspection.”

"Telescopes will all have interference, so clouds, fog, rain, etc., will also have interference, right?"

"As long as you bring me close enough, these problems won't be a problem." Fukada Miki looked at Sun Hang with hopeful eyes, "With your ability, you should be able to do it, right?"

"Discuss again."

The microwave oven made a "ding" sound, interrupting the conversation between the two. Sun Hang walked to the kitchen and took out the two heated lunch boxes.

Almost at the same time, the sound of the door opening came from the entrance, and Yang Lian walked in. As she took off her boots, she turned her head to look in the direction of the kitchen. When she saw Sun Hang walking out with two boxes of lunches, she was slightly moved. Somewhat stunned: "How did you know I was coming back today?"

"Oh, I thought you were working overtime today." Sun Hang pointed in the direction of the restaurant, "The other lunch box is hers."

"She?" Yang Lian looked in the direction Sun Hang pointed, and then noticed another person sitting at the dining table.

"Why is she here?" Yang Lian asked subconsciously.

"Song Yarong said that there is no room for her to stay in the institute for the time being. Besides, several people living here now have to work overtime, so the free room is just for her to make do with." Sun Hang explained.

"But... isn't she Ling Xiao's observer? She doesn't live with Ling Xiao, but comes to live with you?" Yang Lian said in surprise.

Unlike Song Yarong, Yang Lian did not know the existence of Fukada Miki.

"..." Sun Hang suddenly felt that this matter seemed a bit difficult to explain. After thinking for a long time, he simply decided to "sacrifice" himself, "Just think of it as me taking the initiative to invite this beautiful lady to have dinner with you. Yes."

"Disgusting." Yang Lian rolled her eyes at Sun Hang, but said nothing more. She walked to the refrigerator and took out a box of bento.

"Don't you also live in Sun Hang's house? Are you also his woman?" Fukada Miki asked with interest.

Yang Lian ignored him, but turned to look at Sun Hang: "What about after dinner? Are you still planning to sleep in the same bed?"

"It hasn't progressed to that point yet." Sun Hang scratched his head.

"Naughty." Yang Lian said again.

"No, buddy... you just said I was disgusting, and now you say I'm lousy... what do you mean?" Sun Hang suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

"You're disgusting because you like everyone you meet and flirt with them everywhere." Yang Lian said with a straight face, "You're a loser because you can't even get a woman like this at once... To sum it up, you're a loser and a flirt."

"How do you know he didn't get me?" Fukada Miki suddenly winked at Sun Hang, "If you ask me for something further, I may not refuse..."

"Shut up." Sun Hang threw a lunch box in front of Fukada Miki, "Eat your meal!"

"What a heartless man, you were just being affectionate with her, but now you're so cold." Fukada Miki picked up the lunch box, "Even this lunch box is warmer than your heart."

"Stop acting, I'm afraid I'll spit out the instant noodles I ate before." Sun Hang gave Fukada Miki a middle finger.

"Is she...really the woman you asked?" At this time, Yang Lian finally saw something wrong, "Why do I feel like something is wrong."

"What's wrong? How did you see it?" Sun Hang asked back immediately.

"Intuition... is intuition."

"Oh, is this the legendary woman's intuition?" Sun Hang said, "I have to say, there is something."

"Who is she?" Yang Lian asked again.

"Keep it secret."

"Keep it secret?"

"It's a crucial secret, no one can know it now, so don't ask." Sun Hang said, "I can only tell you that it's a serious matter."

"Although I always feel that the three words "serious matter" from your mouth are a bit... not serious." Yang Lian glanced at Fukada Miki and sat down at the dining table, "But I still decided to... trust you once."

"Just trust me. By the way, don't you need to heat up your bento?"

"I like to eat cold food." Yang Lian said, "I'm used to it."

"Like is different from habit. At least this frozen lard is still greasy." Sun Hang said, stretched out his hand in front of Yang Lian and snapped his fingers. A few blue sparks flashed between his fingers, and the lard wrapped in the meat melted immediately, and the fragrance of food slowly drifted away.