Overturned Tower

At nine o'clock in the morning, Russell pushed open the door and entered the office of the Special Enforcement Department.

Russell had already changed into the uniform of the Special Enforcement Division.

The pure black slim-fitting short windbreaker made the short Russell look a bit more sassy.

It's June 20th.

More than a month has passed since the "Xiao Liuli Incident".

In this month, there was only one demon alarm... Considering that the "veil of ignorance" might still be staring at the bad guy, the bad guy didn't let Russell take action this time, but dealt with the demon himself.

In other words, Russell worked for a full month - and got paid a handsome salary.

I go to work every day to get paid... Although I haven't done anything yet, it's really hard work for me. Russell thought.

"Morning~"

Russell drawled, his voice lazily. It's like a cat that sees a person and meows as a greeting.

The Inferior and Delphinium had already arrived at the office before that.

Although the office of the Special Enforcement Department is an office... it actually has many supporting facilities built in.

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

At this moment, the sound of frying steaks was heard in the kitchen.

As soon as Russell pushed the door open and walked in, the tempting aroma made his eyes suddenly light up.

So Russell confidently sat at the dining table. The spot with warm milk is obviously his... After all, neither the Inferior nor Delphinium like to drink milk.

"What are you going to eat today?"

he asked expectantly.

"Steak, omelette, mushrooms."

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

"Eh……"

When he heard that he wanted to become a vegetarian, Russell shrank his neck a little aggrievedly, but didn't say much.

——Since he knew that bad guys can cook, Russell stopped going to the employee canteen to find something to eat in the morning.

Although you can freely take food in the employee canteen...but generally speaking, there are more delicious foods at lunch.

And because he is actually somewhat famous. Whenever Russell went to the cafeteria to eat, someone would always come over to strike up a conversation and become familiar with him.

At first they were polite - almost awed.

But when they discovered that Russell had a good temper and a gentle personality... their purpose was not limited to striking up a conversation.

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

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

At most, the girl would touch his ears twice... Russell was the type whose ears were not very sensitive, so it didn't matter if he was touched twice. As long as you insist on not adding friends or going to any social gathering places with others, you will definitely not suffer.

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

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

Russell is the type who loves nothing but sex.

He must eat meat at every meal, otherwise he will become weak or mentally ill.

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

This seems to be a manifestation of Russell's paraphilia... After all, Delphinium is very particular about nutritional balance, and Russell does not have this condition at all.

"Give."

The inferior placed a piece of fried steak in front of Russell. On the small plate next to him were a fried egg, a small piece of broccoli and two mushrooms.

With a grimace on his face, Russell picked out the broccoli and ate it hard - he was the type who liked to eat the food he disliked the least first.

He washed the taste in his mouth with milk and then started to devour it.

Although Russell has the smallest appetite among the three, Russell eats very fiercely and his attitude is even more serious.

On the plates of the other two people, the portions of side dishes were several times more than Russell's.

The inferior puts his share on the table first. It was opposite Russell, but it was not in a diagonal position facing each other.

He then placed Delphinium's portion of food on her desk. Delphinium's eating habits are different from the two... She prefers to eat slowly while handling official duties, watching the news or studying books. She would often eat a meal for more than an hour until it was cold.

The inferior one then took off his apron, sat down on his seat and started eating slowly.

He ate gracefully and slowly, without spilling the meat juice on his plate or staining his cheeks. Unlike Delphinium, he does not surf the Internet while eating... This is very similar to Russell.

Eating for three people is three completely different habits.

Not long after the bad guy started eating, Russell burped, held his belly and fell limply on the chair.

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 the free and delicious canteen... The inferior's cooking skills are really good."

"That's not true. I'm mainly afraid of trouble. Most of the time I order takeout."

Delphinium's tone was as lazy as Russell's. She flipped through the news and whispered casually: "I don't want to talk to people who come to talk to me, but it's okay to ignore them... They will say bad things about you behind your back. But if you talk to one, It would be even worse if you ignore the other person.

"On the other hand, if they see me and make eye contact, and they don't come over to say hello and say hello, they will feel a little rude. Although I really don't care about this, there are always some people who care, so they don't do anything. wrong.

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

“Forget it about takeout.”

The bad guy said coldly: "Anyway, the ingredients are provided for free, so don't use them in vain. Why waste money by ordering takeout? It's also easy to leak personal information."

"...revealing the information that my location is in the Special Enforcement Department?"

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

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

The inferior pointed at Delphinium with his dining knife, and replied in a calm tone: "Maybe the food will be poisoned, or the food delivery drone may be replaced by an offensive drone, or the food delivery drone may be used." The phone was bugged. This is possible.

"It's better for you to ask Ultramarine to go to the cafeteria to bring you food than ordering takeout... The situation is different now. Even if I go on a mission, this place will not be empty."

"...Have you ever been poisoned, you bad guy?"

Russell was a little curious.

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

Most people wouldn’t think that someone would poison takeout food, would they?

"It rained before."

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 across from her: "Come here and listen, or the bad guy may poke you with a horn later."

"Come on -"

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

He saw that the food in front of Delphinium was almost untouched and she just ate a piece of soft-boiled omelette.

Delphinium cut the food slowly while answering Russell's doubts: "He has been poisoned by someone close to him since he was six or seven years old."

"Someone close to you?"

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

"There's nothing that can't be said. He's not shy about it."

Delphinium said, cutting off a piece of steak.

She stuck it up with a fork and put it to Russell's mouth with a smile: "Open your mouth, ah~"

"Ah~"

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

Chewing the juicy beef, he felt 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 stopped chewing food.

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

Delphinium glared at Russell angrily.

Russell then resumed chewing.

He looked back at the bad guy with some surprise.

...Poisoned by his own mother? Why?

Adoptive mother?

"It's my biological mother."

Delphinium said softly.

"In addition to my mother, I also have friends."

The inferior sneered and added.

His low voice, like a whisper, rang out clearly in the room: "Poisoned steaks, drugged drinks. Some are poisons, some are laxatives, and some are medicines that can make people lose their rationality and become crazy. Some It is a drug that becomes addictive after taking it.

"Later I got used to it. At banquets, you prepare your own food, don't drink water that others haven't drunk, and check the cups carefully. You must not eat food handed over by friends... Some people close to you betrayed you, and some Then someone will use your friends to poison you."

Russell looked at the inferior in astonishment.

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

"It's simple. I won't eat food that I didn't cook with my own hands."

"...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."