Meal the Memorable Chapter 1

He rubbed his uncomfortable eyes.

After staying in the dark for too long, his eyes were squinted by the sudden light. Aiden lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Is he crying?

When Luke Zhu came in, he saw this look and thought unconsciously in his heart.

Do people in the organization also cry? Furthermore, is he really a member of the organization? His skin is fair, but it is not the healthy kind, but rather pathologically white. His eyes are slightly red. The first impression he left on Jing Guang is that of a weak boy.

"Hello, I am"

He raised his head, his eyes still wet from the stimulation of the light, and couldn't help but yawned: "You were sent to supervise me?"

Supervision?

This special word made Jing Guang frown.

However, with his excellent psychological quality, he organized his words and spoke again: "Hello, I am Scotch Whisky, and I will be responsible for you from today on."

Scotch whiskey, this place really likes to name their drinks as always.

He stood up holding on to the wall, walking with the sound of jingling bells, and stepped closer to the scene where the wine was named Scotland, and he stopped about nose to nose distance: "They should have told you about me."

Yes.

Kamiyauri was a madman. Before him, he had killed many people sent by organizations to take charge of him because of his madness.

But it seemed fine to him.

Out of the corner of my eye, I seemed to see some conspicuous red marks of varying sizes imprinted on old scars under the collar.

What caught all his attention was the sound of the series of iron objects colliding with each other.

And the source of that sound was under Kamiyauri's floor-length robe.

Abused by the organization?

"Why, are you curious?" Aiden looked at him with a smile, raised his feet slightly, and made a series of noises: "Are there also curious people in this place?"

Not sarcastically, just out of curiosity.

In the past, all those people were indifferent, but when someone with good intentions suddenly appeared, it was inevitable that they would be more concerned.

Scotland, who was poked at what he was thinking, remained calm and said calmly: "Ah, after all, I am your future person in charge."

"Really?" These two words came out of Aiden's mouth, and they felt quite meaningful.

Next, he turned around and walked to the bed where he usually stayed. As he walked, he said, "Go away, this place is not suitable for you."

What he carried on his feet did not affect his speed.

Just listening to the sound, Scotland was thinking that it must be red and swollen.

At this time, Scotland began to look at its surrounding environment. That bed could hardly be called a bed. It could only be said to be a combination of various waste fabrics and cotton, and it was barely a place to sit.

And Kamiyauri was leaning on it at this moment, with a pile of scrap newspapers full of black pen marks next to him.

It was almost the same as a prison cell, even more crude and depressing.

"you..."

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Kamiyari interrupted what he was about to say and looked at him indifferently, looking very unwelcoming.

What's going on? It was obviously fine just now.

A ceramic piece was wiped by Scotland's ear, leaving a faint trace of blood, and there was another piece in Aiden's hand. "I said, you can go."

Scotland smiled and raised his hands, trying not to irritate him: "Okay, I'll leave now. I'll come back when I'm eating. What do you want to eat?" As he spoke, he stepped back, and at the moment he opened the door , was answered.

"Egg fried rice."

After all, after staying in the infinite world for a long time, Aiden still attaches great importance to food.

And egg fried rice is easy to say, but it is not difficult to say difficult. Even if you can't do it well, you can still manage to get in.

"OK."

The room fell into silence again. Aiden lifted up his robe, and his feet were connected by two huge iron rings to restrict his behavior.

He reached out and plucked the connecting chain, there was another crisp sound, and he silently mouthed "Luke."

He knew that he, after all, was a character in the comics, how could he not know.

But I only know the name.

Is this reality, comics, or the conspiracy of the Lord God? Is his name Lin Li, Aiden, or someone who has experienced life and death in the infinite world.

In short, the memories of the three parties have become fragmented, and even he himself doesn't know which one is the main one.

Narrowing his eyes, he saw the monster that had just died rushing towards him again.

He stretched out his hand to block the incoming tentacles, and thick, wet blood dripped from his arms to the floor.

There was no need to explain the bloody scratches on his body, those cameras would tell them that he had cut them all by himself.

Throwing the ceramic piece in the other hand, the monster was scattered.

Luke was called out because there was a monster beside him.

Monsters are called monsters because tens of thousands of them are difficult to kill. The surrounding darkness slowly approached him with rustling sounds.

This is also the main reason for the scars on his body.

On the other side, Scotland noticed the camera in the room and found out about the former person in charge of Kamiyauri in the organization.

When his so-called "senior" heard the three words Kamiya Kuri, his fingers couldn't stop trembling. Although he tried his best to conceal it, Scotland, who had very sharp eyesight, still discovered it. After all, he was a sniper before he came here.

"I suggest you ignore him, he's a lunatic."

Scotland, who is essentially a policeman, felt a little uncomfortable hearing this description, but he still said: "After all, it was arranged by the organization."

The person on the other side seemed to have calmed down and said, "The videos are all in the data room. Just go and get them over there."

Before Scotland left, he even stopped him: "Remember, don't get too close to him."

In response, he just nodded.

Probably because I haven't found much value yet, the surveillance video was obtained with almost no effort.

Scotland picked up the first plate and began to watch it closely.

In the picture, the room is not like that. Although it is a bit messy, it can still be barely called a human living environment.

What happened next surprised him, who was used to seeing a lot of things. Kamiyauri started smashing things everywhere, and at the same time, he kept scratching himself. After a while, blood penetrated the white clothes and stained large areas. Area red.

This is the case in almost every tape. He is suppressed and crazy, but he seems to be just an ordinary self-mutilation patient.

No wonder it's so easy to get.

But why should he come?

If Kamiyauri is by his side, he will definitely speak up. Do you know the sunk cost? It means you have invested too much, and you will suffer some losses if you don't continue.

Maybe it will be useful someday.

"What are you thinking about?" Although it was a familiar voice, it still startled him.

"It's you." Scotland forced a smile.

Rei Fukiya, whose pseudonym is Toru Amuro, is his friend who joined the organization as an undercover agent.

Toru Amuro walked past him and saw the video. I couldn't help but ask: "What is this."

"It's the task assigned by the organization, and this is the target of the task."

Toru Amuro watched the video carefully for a long time, cursed the organization secretly, and said, "He needs treatment."

"But he is the organization's mission."

A very helpless answer, although they knew Kamiyauri needed to be treated, there was nothing they could do at this critical moment.

Scotland couldn't help but clenched his fists, but found a different touch under his hands. It turned out to be the last video tape, which had not been put in due to Zero's interruption.

Slowly push the black in your hand.

What is different from any other game is the overwhelming black, thanks to the night vision camera.

Aiden stood in the center of the room with his head lowered, his expression invisible, and darkness surged around him. In the boundless darkness, he seemed to see pairs of bright red eyes looking at him through the camera.

After a long time, he struggled to regain his thoughts, opened his mouth, and heard himself making an obscure and uneasy voice: "Did you see anything?"

"Is there something?"

"No, it's nothing. I saw it wrong." It must be because he was too tired, otherwise how could he see a monster in the video.

If he has a system, he will hear a prompt like [Sanity Value: -10].

"I went to ask one of his few remaining guardians. He seemed very scared of him." At this point, Scotland frowned.

Although the other party is a little moody, it is not to a scary level.

"Is he also from the organization?"

"I don't know if that's true, but he doesn't have a wine name."

"what is his name?"

"Kamiguri."

"I know, I will ask someone to check." Amuro Toru said after pondering.

After a while, Scotland looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "I'm going to deliver food to him."

It's just the right time to make egg fried rice and take it over.

I have to say that Scotland has very good cooking skills.

When he pushed open the door and approached Kamiya Kuri with fried rice in his hand, the person who was supposed to be lying on the bed suddenly slid forward. The speed was so fast that Scotland didn't even have time to react before his throat was choked and he couldn't make any sound.

But Aiden didn't open his eyes at all.

While he was struggling, the lunch box in his handbag opened a small crack, and an enticing aroma came out.

Aiden subconsciously took a few more sips, opened his eyes, and then let him go.

Scotland, who had just gained easy breathing, said with a slightly hoarse voice: "The egg fried rice you want."

"Thank you." When he saw the obvious pinch marks on Scotland's neck, he subconsciously said, "Sorry."

"It's okay, you can eat."

So gentle. There's no way to survive like this. Aiden held the lunch box and blinked at Scotland.

He knew his identity, but he didn't know anything else. It had been so long that he had almost forgotten some things.

It is useless to remember so many things that have nothing to do with life and death.

"You won't be able to stay like this for long."

"?" Scotland's heart skipped a beat. These words had a special meaning. Because he was an undercover agent, every word he said made him involuntarily vigilant.

"I said you were too gentle."

"You are the target of my mission."

"Really?" Aiden smiled.

He opened the lunch box, looked at the crystal clear rice grains inside, and suddenly said, "You can use my name to get what you want."

That's what I said. Is it a test? Scotland responded with a smile: "I will only complete the tasks assigned by the organization."

Hearing these words, Aiden stretched out his hand to grab Scotland's collar, suddenly pulled it down, and attached it to his ear, using an almost breathy voice: "Really, you can get more things." Don't you want it?"

You could feel his long, unkempt hair clinging to your exposed neck, tickling your skin.

Wrapped in a honey-like shell and carrying an alluring scent, it challenged his persistence along his hair.

But even when he was a child, the distance between him and Yu Tieran was not to this extent. At this time, Scotland's inner thought was that he was too close.

Every breath showed how close the two were, making Scotland's brain a little slow and unable to allow him to consider what the other person said.

If you ignore the words, it's like the whispers of lovers.

But Kamiyauri was the first to stop. He took a step back and curled his lips in boredom: "It's boring."

Is he worthy of being a police officer? He is so upright even as an undercover agent. He will die. Aiden shook his head. There were similar people in his memory.

Until unexpectedly.

I thought everyone could break out together, but he was the only one left.

what the hell.

He sat on the bed with his lunch box and began to eat the meal in his hands.

At this time, the only sound in the small space was the sound of him chewing.

Like a hamster. Scotland thought so as he looked at Aiden who was eating silently.

He was sitting on a pile of rags, grabbing a spoon with the same slender hands that had just grabbed his collar, scooping out the rice one spoonful at a time and putting it into his mouth.

The other party was eating seriously, and Scotland didn't speak.

After a long time, Scotland heard the other party's voice.

"Your fried rice is delicious."

"Ah, as long as you like it." Scotland kept staring at his obedient appearance before reacting: "How do you know it was me who did it?"

"Because I smell the oil smoke on you." Aiden licked his lips and raised his eyes to look at him: "Do you really not consider what I said?"

At this time, Scotland could really see his eyes clearly, which were caramel-colored with a cloying aura, and he was staring at you with a smile.

He doesn't like sweet things, but now he wants to try some pudding.

For a long time, Scotland heard his own voice: "I just want to complete the task."

"Okay, okay." He spread his hands, stood on the bed with a helpless expression, and then approached Scotland step by step with a sound.

Scotland's breathing was a little erratic, and he couldn't help but take a step back. The distance was just right, just the distance that Kamiyauri needed to get out of bed.

Everyone in the building knows that Aiden is not a member of the organization, but he has been locked up here and treated as a dangerous person.

It's not like there haven't been more vicious people as his guardians before, but it's a pity that they are all dead.

This is a task that no one in the organization wants to take over. But Scotland, which had just received its wine name, didn't know.

He doesn't look scary, and you can even say he has an excellent appearance. He looks well behaved, and his voice is proportional to his face, especially his eyes.

The corners of his eyes are slightly hooked, and when he looks at people, there is a laziness in spring, mixed with honey, which is intoxicating.

Even so, no one is willing.

You think, a well-behaved person with blood on his hands and injuries all over his body looks at you with a tilted head and a smile, and says, "My hands are dirty again."

Not to mention those ordinary people, even those who often wander in the dark will feel the level of fear. It's like a monster.

And now the man called the monster was looking at the distance between Scotland and the bed, and whispered softly.

Finally he jumped out of bed, making a crisp clicking sound.

When you suddenly hear a sound, you can't help but look to the source.