The safe house is in a low-rise building in the southwest of the city, very close to the port of Bangkok.
Most of the time when Zhang Jue went out, Chen Boqiao sat in the armchair by the window of the safe house, watching the blurred image of the sun outside the screen window gradually sinking; and for a small part of the time, he and Pei Shu talked on the phone.
Pei Shu's father, Pei Shaoyong, used to be a member of the board of directors of Zhaohua Energy. He quit the management of Zhaohua Energy a few years ago and took his wife to settle in a small dependent country in the north of the Asian Union.
It is rumored that Pei Shaoyong was excluded from the group because of disagreement with Chairman Chen Zhaoyan, but this is not the case.
Pei Shaoyong is a seed buried in the north of the Asian Union by the Chen family, waiting for the right time to take root and sprout.
Chen Boqiao didn't know when Zhang Jue would come back from the pet hospital, so he made a long story short and briefly told Pei Shu the whole story.
This time Chen Boqiao was rescued suddenly and crucially. Pei Shu didn't dare to be careless and brought several consultants with him.
After listening to Chen Boqiao, several people discussed in a low voice for a few minutes, and soon came up with the best plan for the current situation, and Pei Shu relayed Chen Boqiao.
Pei Shu was uncharacteristically hesitant, and his tone was much more serious than usual, which made Chen Boqiao feel that the consultants personally selected by his father should not have reached any decent opinions.
"You might not like their plan." Pei Shu said hesitantly.
Chen Boqiao was not surprised: "Go ahead."
"The son of the dignitaries of the New Independent State, with a team of the highest-ranking mercenaries, will take you across the border to smuggle the secret road to the Independent State of Thailand. As long as all the characters and links in the middle are leaked in the slightest, they will become evidence of your treason. , The stains that cannot be washed away, no matter how you argue," Pei Shudao, "For you, the whole rescue is your time bomb. You must admit this."
Hearing this, Chen Boqiao probably already understood the content of the plan.
Not only was it disgraceful, it was even a little shameless, but he didn't interrupt Pei Shu.
"But what if the rescue was turned into hijacking?" Pei Shu said slowly.
"Zhang Jue wants you to open a genetic lock for him, as you said, there must be some flaws in his body, if we let this be his purpose
"Suppose Zhang Jue needs that potion and needs to unlock the genetic lock of the prototype machine, and Chairman Chen has only one descendant of you, and you were sentenced to death by the Asian Union. In order to obtain the potion, Zhang Jue kidnapped you. This is very logical.
"In addition, Zhang Jue's father, as a dignitary of the New Independent State, also partially participated in this hijacking, but instead cleared you of the suspicion of treason. If you were fornicating with North America, why would they have to spend so much trouble—"
"Pei Shu," Chen Boqiao interrupted him, "Okay."
Pei Shu stopped.
Chen Boqiao opened the screen a little bit, and looked at the ships coming and going in the distant port, and the containers that were neatly arranged like building blocks on the shore. On the other end of the phone, Pei Shu was breathing repressedly.
On the way to the independent country of Thailand, Zhang Jue said to Chen Boqiao, "You are a hero".
Chen Boqiao did not respond.
Chen Boqiao, who just graduated from Roche College and entered the Asian Union Military Academy despite his father's fierce opposition, wanted to be a hero; Chen Boqiao, who was on his first mission, wanted to be a hero; a 20-year-old boy, who was shot in an ambush, wanted to be a hero. Chen Boqiao, who received the commendation from the Vice Premier, thought he would become a hero.
But that was a long time ago.
It's been so long that Chen Boqiao can't remember whether that innocent and straight person is himself or someone else.
Of course, even if he is not a hero, Chen Boqiao is not so weak and incompetent.
After a while, Pei Shu took a step back and said, "I said it before, you won't like it." He insisted, "But this is the best solution. Zhang Jue made such a big trouble by himself. , shouldn't you take responsibility?"
"Pei Shu," Chen Boqiao said, "it's troublesome, but I'm not so dirty."
Perhaps Chen Boqiao's attitude was too firm, and Pei Shu became no longer calm: "If you are not dirty, you have lost his medicine."
Chen Boqiao stopped talking.
Perhaps only Zhang Jue in the world would believe that he didn't mean it. He also admitted that he was too curious at the time, did not consider the consequences, and was too aggressive.
After the conversation reached a deadlock, Pei Shu took the lead in breaking the silence. He restrained his emotions and said flatly, "Forget it, don't mention this, then what are you going to do."
Chen Boqiao said, "I'll get on the boat with him. You bring in the people from the Asian Union, and then take Zhang Jue out. Since it can be used as evidence of my treason and cooperation with the enemy, it can also become a frame-up."
After communicating for a while, the consultants believed that Chen Boqiao's proposal for a more complicated operation was not infeasible, and began to prepare a new plan.
Hanging up the phone, Chen Boqiao continued to look out the window boredly.
At a quarter past four in the afternoon, the door opened.
Zhang Jue walked in with two bags in his hand, he put one of them on the dining table, and said to Chen Boqiao with no expression on his face: "I bought dinner, I don't know if it will suit your taste, it should be better than yesterday. Good late sandwiches."
He put another bag on the ground, took out a small dust bag from it, approached Chen Boqiao, and stuffed the dust bag into Chen Boqiao's arms: "It's for you."
Chen Boqiao looked down at the silk bag, opened it again, and took out a plush cat toy. He found that it was similar to the little lame cat that Zhang Jue sent away, so he felt a little funny.
Holding the doll's legs, he asked Zhang Jue, "Where did you get it?"
"At the door of the hospital," Zhang Jue lowered his head and put his eyes between Chen Boqiao's hand and the doll. After a few seconds, he asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"
Chen Boqiao suspected that Zhang Jue did not know that normal people would not give adult Alpha male plush cat dolls as gifts. He pinched the doll's soft belly and thought about it, and politely performed a kind deception: "Thank you, I like it very much. ."
Zhang Jue raised his head slightly, looked at Chen Boqiao and blinked a few times.
The ends of Zhang Jue's eyes were raised a little, the eyes were clear and clear, the shape was beautiful, and the lower eyelashes were very long. Chen Boqiao suddenly realized that Zhang Jue was not bad-looking, but because of his gloomy temperament and casual dressing, people couldn't notice that he actually had a pretty good face.
Looking at each other for a moment, Zhang Jue confirmed to Chen Boqiao again: "Really?" As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his mouth tightly, as if Chen Boqiao would take what he just said as long as he closed his mouth fast enough. Same as what others said.
Chen Boqiao smiled at Zhang Jue, and then lied to Zhang Jue casually: "Really."
Zhang Jue pursed his lips, took out the food in the takeout bag, and told Chen Boqiao: "I'm not very good at giving gifts, and I'm not good at picking." Probably really believed that Chen Boqiao liked it, and Zhang Jue said a lot. When he got up, he opened the take-out eco-friendly box to reveal their dinner, and said, "The boat leaves at eight o'clock, and the person who picks us up will arrive at seven o'clock. We are on a cargo ship, and the conditions are still not very good, so we can only continue to work on it. , but when we get to the New Independent State, it will be much better."
Chen Boqiao watched Zhang Jue put the box in place, took apart the disposable tableware, then stood up and sat down at the dining table.
The two were facing a pile of lunch boxes, eating dinner quietly, when suddenly, something in Zhang Jue's pocket shook. He put down his chopsticks and took out a mobile phone that Chen Boqiao had never seen before. The phone model is very new, like Zhang Jue's personal phone. Zhang Jue glanced down, then turned the screen of his mobile phone to Chen Boqiao, and said, "The operation will be performed tomorrow."
Chen Boqiao looked up and saw a picture of a lame kitten.
The sender was called Wen Reception. Just when Zhang Jue was showing Chen Boqiao the photos, Wen Reception sent several messages to inform Zhang Jue of the kitten's examination and the state of the hospital, with a tone of voice. A little intimacy, with a lot of cute expressions.
Chen Boqiao originally thought that Zhang Jue was a type of person who was not good at socializing at all, but now, looking at the enthusiasm of the reception for Zhang Jue, it seems not to be the case.
"Hospital staff?" Chen Boqiao asked.
"Yeah." Zhang Jue took it back and looked at it, quickly replied with a message, then turned off his phone, and continued this delicious take-out dinner with Chen Boqiao.
Zhang Jue was a little strange, which made Chen Boqiao feel novel.
Chen Boqiao has never been in a relationship with anyone, he has no chance to fall in love, and he has no interest in contacting admirers, and his love life is lackluster. Chen Boqiao has always believed that others' liking for him is a boring conformity mentality. What he likes is actually his appearance, his family or his excellent resume.
Pheromones and hormones are the most fleeting and unreliable things. Everyone is used to thinking more about themselves, and no one is as stupid as Zhang Jue.
No one would secretly hide the blood-and-meat locator from someone else's body.
Chen Boqiao looked at Zhang Jue quietly and called him: "Zhang Jue."
Zhang Jue raised his head with some doubts in his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Chen Boqiao almost asked the exit, and asked Zhang Jue why he came to the Asian League to ask for trouble. He and Zhang Jue didn't seem to have said a few words for a few years.
But in the end Chen Boqiao said, "It's nothing."
"Oh." Zhang Jue said, bowing his head meekly again.