Dongfang Han looked helplessly at Zhuo Lin's busy back in the kitchen, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously. She would never agree to let him cook by herself if it hadn't been for the dexterity of his legs and feet.
In a short while, she smelled the fragrance of the dishes. After Zhuo Lin brought the last dish to the table, he also sat down.
"Come and taste it." He blew the soup in the spoon and carefully handed it to Dongfang Han's mouth. Seeing this, Dongfang Han frowned with dissatisfaction, "I can come by myself."
"Stop talking nonsense, drink quickly!"
Being stubborn but a hardliner like him, Dongfang Han opened his mouth and drank the soup, then his eyes lit up suddenly: "Yes... Not to lose to Lan Wei and Gao Yuan."
After receiving a positive compliment, Zhuo Lin proudly raised his good-looking eyebrows, "I said it a long time ago, but you still don't believe it. Quickly, eat while it's hot!"
Dongfang Han glanced at him, then picked up his chopsticks and ate with relish. Zhuo Lin looked at her quietly, and couldn't help but lifted the corners of his lips. During the days in the snow-capped mountains, he already liked the feeling, very happy, and warm like home.
While eating, Dongfang Han inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced at the other side. He noticed that the boy was watching his gaze, and the action in his hand paused subconsciously.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhuo Lin couldn't help but ask when seeing her being distracted.
"Why don't you ask me why the Death Organization kidnapped Zhang Zichu and who is Rick."
From the time it happened to the present, he doesn't look like him if he doesn't get to the bottom of it. And he almost lost his legs because of this incident. Doesn't he have any doubts or doubts
Seeing through the thoughts in her eyes, Zhuolin just smiled, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it in her bowl, and said: "You are a stubborn person, even if I hold a knife on your neck, would you just Will you tell me the truth?"
Hearing this, Dongfang Han was taken aback.
"So it's no use for me to force you. Instead of making you so unhappy, I'll wait for you to tell me when you want to."
Dongfang Han slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks, took a deep look at him, and was silent for a long time before opening his mouth to break the silence in the room.
"Zhang Zichu is the killer who has repeatedly prevented us from searching for clues to the Death Organization, Yasha."
Zhuo Lin's pupils shrank, and the shadow who had just walked to the door suddenly stopped.
"Yasha? Are you saying that Zhang Zichu is the killer?!" When he said this, Zhuolin couldn't believe his ears.
Dongfang Han nodded with a complicated expression, with a somewhat apologetic expression in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I kept it from you for so long."
Her apology made Zhuo Lin stunned for a while, then lowered his head before saying: "You are a negligent magician. You have been hiding the identity of the enemy from us for so long." There was no anger in his tone, only to her. The accusation of irrational behavior, because she is still the elite of the old guys of the Federation, how can she make such a low-level mistake.
After adjusting his emotions, Zhuo Lin asked again: "The Death Organization kidnapped Zhang Zichu, I am afraid it is because of you." Of course, this is just Zhuo Lin's speculation, but seeing Dongfang Han was shocked when he heard this. , Zhuo Lin was convinced.
"Like you, he moved his mind unchanged. Just like you, he helped the enemy conceal the situation from us. He was discovered by those guys, and only after learning your identity did he kidnap Zhang Zichu and use him to threaten you. I was right. Is it?" His tone was very determined, with a hint of sourness.
He was sad that Dongfang Han had hidden himself for so long. And the thought that Zhang Zichu didn't use her, but moved the killer's most taboo truth, which made him feel uneasy, but also very scared. Fear of Dongfang Han's reply to him was a distressing result.
If she also likes that man, what should he do