Back at the safe house, Chen Boqiao thought that Zhang Jue was going to rest, but Zhang Jue sat down in the living room and put his phone aside.
Zhang Jue said that he had received an electronic ticket from Harrison, and that he had to discuss some matters before going to bed, so he put on his wireless earphones, turned on his tablet computer, and checked with Harrison about various matters of boarding the cruise.
Chen Boqiao sat on the narrow single-seater sofa, flipping through the Bangkok tourist guide - the only book stored in the safe house. Chen Boqiao's original intention was not to eavesdrop, and he couldn't hear what Harrison said, but because he happened to unfold the detailed map of Bangkok in the manual, and Zhang Jue did not mean to avoid Chen Boqiao, Chen Boqiao would follow up with Zhang Jue. The plan is probably known.
For example, a large cruise ship bound for North America docks at the outer harbour of Bangkok, and it takes about an hour and a half to drive from the safe house to the port.
Another example is that they will set off in the early morning a week later, board the ship at noon, and live in the cheapest inner cabin.
And Harrison has sent the cruise design drawings, the crew, and the passengers who have boarded the ship so far to Zhang Jue. In the next week, Zhang Jue will find a way to completely screen all the people on the ship.
Zhang Jue frowned slightly, and his hair was tied behind his neck as usual. He was still tall, but he had a slender frame and a thin man. The clothes he wore were soft, the round neck was close to the collarbone, the arcs of the shoulder blades and arms were obvious, and the legs were He was lying on the sofa, with his hands and computer on his knees, and his body smelled very light, the same cheap shower gel from a love hotel as Chen Boqiao.
He dabs on the screen with a capacitive stylus, occasionally asking Harrison to confirm the details of the cruise ship's drawings, sometimes making a soft bump when the tip of the stylus touches the glass screen.
But Chen Boqiao found that Zhang Jue's tone with Harrison was far from his own.
Zhang Jue and Harrison did not speak so politely, and they were all familiar with each other.
When Harrison and Zhang Jue made some innocuous jokes, Chen Boqiao could find some traces on Zhang Jue's face.
Zhang will never get angry directly, and hardly fight back, he will drop his eyes, then pursed his lips, moved his lips slightly, tapped lightly on the screen with a pen, and sighed lightly and briefly.
In addition, the communication between the two was very efficient, Zhang Jue hardly talked nonsense, and after half an hour, the call came to an end.
When talking to Chen Boqiao, Zhang Jue was different. Either he was very dumb and could only say a few words after thinking for a long time, or he talked a lot and kept talking.
Zhang Jue hung up the phone, looked at his watch, then looked at Chen Boqiao and asked, "Have you and... Pei Shu set a time and place for tomorrow?"
"Not yet, he will decide after he arrives in the independent country of Thailand," Chen Boqiao felt that Zhang Jue's expression was full of reluctance when he said Pei Shu's name, and there was still some struggle, so he said one more sentence, "What do you have with Pei Shu? Is it a holiday?"
Zhang Jue shook his head and said no.
"Pei Shuren is not bad." Chen Boqiao said something for his friend.
Zhang Jue nodded slightly as if he had something on his mind.
After a few seconds of silence, he asked Chen Boqiao, "What's the matter with Pei Shu looking for you?"
Chen Boqiao looked at Zhang Jue's speechless appearance, and his heart moved, but what he said was still not entirely true: "Something related to my father's group."
"Well." Zhang Jue lowered his head.
After a while, Chen Boqiao finished flipping through the entire manual and wanted to stand up, but Zhang Jue spoke before he could move.
Zhang Jue didn't look at Chen Boqiao, he held the computer with the screen in his hand, and said slowly, "I thought Pei Shu's father had left Zhaohua Energy for a long time."
Chen Boqiao didn't answer, Zhang Jue said again, "I thought you and Pei Shu had long since lost contact."
He raised his head and looked at Chen Boqiao with a lot of hesitation in his eyes.
The air was quiet for half a minute, before Chen Boqiao said, "What do you want to say?"
Perhaps Chen Boqiao's precautions became obvious, Zhang Jue spoke more carefully, he said "nothing" first, and then said, "I just think there are too many things Pei Shu can do for you."
Zhang Jue's voice was soft and cautious. Chen Boqiao could also feel that Zhang Jue did his best to choose euphemisms, although this euphemism was only for himself.
If Chen Boqiao were to rate Zhang Jue's speaking and negotiation skills, Chen Boqiao would give him five points.
Half of the points are for hard work, and the remaining four-and-a-half points are for feelings.
"For example?" Chen Boqiao asked back along with Zhang Jue.
The lights in the living room flickered several times due to unstable voltage, and some bugs hit the lights. Zhang Jue paused, and looked at Chen Boqiao silently.
When even Chen Boqiao felt that the silence was too long, Zhang Juecai said, "There is no such example. What I want to ask is, if I don't show up, do you have other plans."
"Pei Shu can come and go freely in the independent country of Thailand, and there should be resources to rescue you," Zhang Jue observed Chen Boqiao and said his inference, "As soon as you come out, you must report safety to him, and if you want to meet, I will I just thought, did I move earlier than him and ruin your plan?"
Perhaps it was because Zhang Jue seemed too fooled along the way, which made Chen Boqiao relax his vigilance and felt that nothing needed to be covered up too much. Therefore, when Zhang Jue said it, Chen Boqiao suddenly realized that Zhang Jue was not as slow and deceitful as he thought.
Chen Bo's expression on the bridge's surface was reduced, and his spirit changed from sloppy to concentrated, and he quickly thought about how to lie.
But the next second, Chen Boqiao realized that he didn't need to lie.
Because Zhang Jue saw that Chen Boqiao didn't answer immediately, he said, "I don't want you to confess. If you don't want to say it, I won't ask."
As if afraid that Chen Boqiao would be unhappy because of what he said, Zhang Jue frowned and tried to explain: "I just want to tell you what you want me to do, just tell me. I will cooperate."
"You know me very well," he said, paused, slowly blinked his eyes twice, and then said, "I won't be angry with you."
Zhang Jue's lips were slightly open, light in color and bloodless. Like himself, most of the time, people couldn't feel his presence, but he was honest enough to make Chen Boqiao feel sorry for him again.
Without waiting for Chen Boqiao's answer, Zhang Jue became frustrated again: "You're right, I'm stupid sometimes."
Not long after Chen Boqiao first came into contact with Zhang Jue, he knew that Zhang Jue had low self-esteem and liked self-denial.
But it seemed that it was just a dull moment of sitting in the living room tonight, Zhang Jue lowered his head, and even his face was unclear and unconfident, which began to make Chen Boqiao feel tormented.
Zhang Jue's computer screen suddenly lit up, which seemed to be the push of major news. Zhang Jue looked down and frowned.
Chen Boqiao found out, so he asked, "What news?"
Zhang Jue hesitated, Chen Boqiao reminded Zhang Jue, "Cooperation."
Zhang Jue had no choice but to hand the computer to Chen Boqiao.
"I didn't show you the news before because I wanted you to feel better," Zhang Jue explained in a low voice, "...because it's all bad."
He put the computer in Chen Boqiao's hand, accidentally touched Chen Boqiao's with his finger, and quickly left.
Chen Boqiao opened the news video clip. On the screen, diplomats from the Asian Union were answering questions from reporters.
"There is new evidence that on January 15 last year, when Chen Boqiao went to the Independent State of the Philippines to perform his mission, he brought into the Philippines the secret documents of cooperation between Zhaohua Energy and the military, and then handed it over to North America..."
The video is not long, and it plays to the end very quickly. After Chen Boqiao read it, he returned the computer to Zhang Jue. He was not surprised, this was part of his and Pei Shu's plan. However, Zhang Jue was very interested.
Zhang Jue took the computer back, turned off the screen, held it in his arms, and said to Chen Boqiao a little irritably, "There has always been this kind of news these two days, it's nothing to see."
Pure dissatisfaction with such news was written all over his face, as if the topic had never started before.
Chen Boqiao's mood relaxed a little, he said, "Zhang Jue." Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao.
He gave a suspicious "um", frowned slightly, and a few locks of hair ran from behind his ears to his cheeks, and he raised his hand to put it back.
"If the news is true," Chen Boqiao asked him, "I did collude with North America?"
Zhang Jue was stunned for a while, his expression slightly loose.
Chen Boqiao smiled and asked: "If I really cooperate with the enemy and treason, can you accept it?"
"Nothing," Zhang Jue couldn't help but say, he glared at Chen Boqiao for the first time, and said to Chen Boqiao, "Don't frame yourself."
Zhang Jue put the computer aside, looked at his watch, and began to change the subject: "It's half past eleven, let's go to bed."
He got up, picked up the quilt that Chen Boqiao had folded on the cabinet in the morning, put it on the sofa, and said to Chen Boqiao, "I'll give you the bed today."
Zhang Jue leaned over, spread the quilt, passed Chen Boqiao, went to the bathroom, and after a few steps, Chen Boqiao opened his mouth.
Chen Boqiao said, "Zhang Jue." Chen Boqiao couldn't see Zhang Jue's expression, but he felt that Zhang Jue should have stopped and turned around.
Because Zhang Jue was not far behind him, he made a very light nasal sound.
Chen Boqiao asked Zhang Jue a very immature question, he asked: "If I am not a hero, not a soldier of the Asian League, Chen Boqiao, just an ordinary Chen Boqiao who got a degree in Europe after graduating from Roche and started a family. —”
"Will you like me?" Chen Boqiao felt that this sentence was too stupid and didn't ask.
But Zhang Jue became smarter and stood for a while before answering vaguely, "...I still like you too."
"Really?" Chen Boqiao looked back at him with interest.
Zhang Jue didn't seem to dare to look at Chen Boqiao, looked elsewhere, and said "um".
Chen Boqiao chased Zhang Jue and asked, "Why don't you come to Europe to chase me?"
Zhang Jue was taken aback, looked at Chen Boqiao, his ears flushed indistinctly, he thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "Stop chasing."
Chen Boqiao was keen to tease Zhang Jue at a loss, so he deliberately asked Zhang Jue, "Why don't you chase him?"
Zhang Jue opened his mouth and did not speak, and Chen Boqiao started to instigate very casually: "Come on."
Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao hesitantly. He seemed to know nothing about love. After a while, he said, "Okay."