Sunset Boulevard

Back in the safe house, Chen Boqiao thought 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 the electronic ticket from Harrison, and there were some matters to be discussed before going to bed, so he put on the wireless earphones, turned on the tablet computer, and checked with Harrison about the boarding of the cruise ship.

Chen Boqiao sat on the narrow single sofa, flipping through the Bangkok tourist brochure—the only book stored in the safe house.Chen Boqiao's 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 the chapter never meant to avoid Chen Boqiao, Chen Boqiao will decide next chapter. I probably know my plan.

For example, a large cruise ship bound for North America docks at the outer port 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 early in the morning a week later, board the ship at noon, and live in the cheapest inner cabin.

And Harrison has sent the design drawings of the cruise ship, as well as the information of the crew and passengers who have boarded the ship so far to Zhang Jue. In the next week, Zhang Jue will find a way to screen all the people on board.

Zhang Jue frowned slightly, and his hair was tied behind his neck as usual. He was tall, but his frame was slender, and he was thin. He wore thin and soft clothes. The round neck was close to the collarbone. The arcs of the shoulder blades and arms were obvious. He was coiled up on the sofa, with his hands and computer on his lap, and his body had a very faint smell of cheap bath liquid from the same love hotel as Chen Poqiao.

He tapped on the screen with a capacitive pen, and asked Harrison questions from time to time to confirm the details of the cruise ship's drawings. Sometimes the tip of the pen touched the glass screen, making a very light collision sound.

And Chen Boqiao found that Zhang Jue's tone of voice with Harrison was far from his own.

Zhang Jue and Harrison spoke less politely, and their words were familiar.

When Harrison and Zhang Jue made some harmless jokes, Chen Boqiao could find some traces on Zhang Jue's face.

Zhang will never get angry directly, and almost never fight back. He will lower his eyes, then purse his lips, slightly move the corners of his lips, tap lightly on the screen with a pen, and then sigh lightly and shortly.

In addition, the communication between the two was very efficient, and Zhang Jue hardly talked nonsense. After half an hour, the call was coming to an end.

Zhang Jue was different when talking to Chen Boqiao, either he was very dazed and thought for a long time before he could say a few words, or he talked a lot and kept talking.

Zhang Jue hung up the phone, looked at his watch, then at Chen Boqiao and asked, "Have you and... Pei Shu decided on a time and place for tomorrow?"

"Not yet, we will decide after he arrives in the independent country of Thailand." Chen Boqiao felt that when Zhang Jue said Pei Shu's name, his expression was full of reluctance, and he still had some struggles, so he added another sentence, "What's the matter between you and Pei Shu?" Is it a holiday?"

Zhang Jue shook his head and said no.

"Pei Shu is not a bad person." 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: "Pei Shu is looking for you, what's the matter?"

Chen Boqiao looked at Zhang Jue's hesitation to speak, and his heart moved a little, but what he said was still not all true: "some things related to my father's group."

"En." 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. Holding the computer on the screen in his hand, he 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 hadn't contacted for a long time."

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, and Chen Boqiao spoke first: "What do you want to say?"

Maybe Chen Boqiao's defense became obvious, Zhang Jue was a little more careful in his words, he first said "nothing", and then said: "I just think there are too many things that Pei Shu can do for you."

Zhang Jue spoke in a very soft voice, full of prudence.Chen Boqiao could also feel that Zhang Jue did his best to choose euphemistic words, although this kind of euphemism was only for himself.

If Chen Boqiao were to rate Zhang Jue's speaking and negotiation skills, Chen Boqiao would give five points.

Half of the points are for hard work, and the remaining four and a half points are for emotion.

"For example?" Chen Boqiao followed the chapter and asked back.

The light in the living room flickered a few times due to unstable voltage, and a bug bumped into the light. Zhang Jue paused, looking at Chen Boqiao wordlessly.

When even Chen Boqiao felt that the silence was too long, Zhang Jue said again: "There is no 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 have to report to him that you are safe, and if you want to meet, I will Just think, did I move earlier than him and ruin your plan?"

Perhaps it was because Zhang Jue seemed too foolish along the way, which made Chen Boqiao relax his vigilance, feeling that there was no need to cover up too much.So when Zhang Jue said it, Chen Boqiao suddenly realized that Zhang Jue was not as slow and easy to deceive as he thought.

Chen Bo's expression on the bridge was a little calmer, his spirit changed from lax to concentrated, and he quickly thought about how to lie.

But in the next second, Chen Boqiao realized that he didn't need to lie.

Seeing that Chen Boqiao didn't answer right away, Zhang Jue said, "I don't mean to ask you to confess. If you don't want to say anything, 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 want to tell you, tell me what you want me to do. I will cooperate."

"You know me very well," he said, paused, blinked his eyes slowly twice, and then said, "I won't be angry with you."

Zhang Jue's lips were slightly open, the color was light and bloodless, just like himself, most of the time, his existence could not be felt by others, but he was so honest that Chen Boqiao once again felt sorry for him.

Before Chen Boqiao could reply, Zhang Jue became frustrated again: "You are right, I am stupid sometimes."

Not long after Chen Boqiao met Zhang Jue, he knew that Zhang Jue had low self-esteem and liked self-denial.

But it seemed that it was just the dull moment of sitting in the living room tonight, Zhang Jue's unconfident look with his head down, his face not clear, began to make Chen Boqiao feel tormented.

Zhang Jue's computer screen suddenly lit up, which seemed to be the push of important news.Zhang Jue glanced down, frowning almost imperceptibly.

Chen Boqiao found out, so he asked, "What news?"

There was some hesitation on Zhang Jue's face, Chen Boqiao reminded Zhang Jue: "Cooperate."

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, his fingers accidentally touched Chen Boqiao's, and left quickly.

Chen Boqiao turned on the news video clip, and on the screen, diplomats from the Asian Union were answering reporters' questions.

"There is new evidence that, on January [-] last year, when Chen Boqiao went to the Independent State of the Philippines to carry out his mission, he brought into the Philippines a secret document on the cooperation between Zhaohua Energy and the military, and it was handed over to North America..."

The video is not long and will soon reach the end.After reading it, Chen Boqiao returned the computer to Zhang Jue.He was not surprised, this was part of his and Pei Shu's plan.But Zhang Jue was very concerned.

Zhang Jue took the computer back, turned off the screen, hugged it in his arms, and said to Chen Boqiao irritably: "There are always such news these two days, it's nothing to watch."

Pure dissatisfaction with such news was written all over his face, as if the previous topic had never started.

Chen Boqiao felt a little more relaxed, he said: "Zhang Jue." Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao.

He gave a suspicious "hmm", his eyebrows furrowed slightly, a few strands of hair ran from behind his ears to his cheeks, and he raised his hands to hold them back.

"If everything in the news is true," Chen Boqiao asked him, "I did collude with North America?"

Zhang Jue froze for a moment, his expression slightly relaxed.

Chen Boqiao smiled, and asked: "If I am really collaborating with the enemy and treason, will you accept it?"

"It's nothing," Zhang Jue couldn't help but said, 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 11:30, let's sleep."

He got up, picked up the quilt that Chen Boqiao had folded and placed 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 out the quilt, passed Chen Boqiao, and went to the bathroom. After he had walked a few steps, Chen Boqiao spoke.

Chen Boqiao said: "Zhang Jue." Chen Boqiao couldn't see Zhang Jue's expression, but he felt that Zhang Jue should stop and turn around.

Because Zhang Jue was not far behind him, he made a soft nasal sound.

Chen Boqiao asked Zhang Jue a very immature question, he asked: "If I am not some hero, I am not Chen Boqiao, a soldier of the Asian League, but just an ordinary Chen Boqiao who graduated from Roche and got a degree in Europe, got married and started a business. -"

"Will you like me?" Chen Boqiao felt that this sentence was too stupid, so he didn't ask it.

But Zhang Jue became smarter, stood there for a while, and replied vaguely: "...I still like you."

"Really?" Chen Boqiao looked back at him with great interest.

Zhang Jue didn't seem too daring to look at Chen Boqiao, his eyes were elsewhere, and he let out a "hmm".

Chen Boqiao chased Zhang Jue and asked, "Will you come to Europe to chase me?"

Zhang Jue was taken aback, looked at Chen Boqiao, his ears blushed slightly, he thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "Stop chasing him."

Chen Boqiao was keen to make Zhang Jue feel at a loss, so he deliberately asked Zhang Jue, "Why didn't you chase after him?"

Zhang Jue opened his mouth and remained silent, but Chen Boqiao casually began to encourage him: "Let's chase after him."

Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao hesitantly, he seemed to know nothing about love, and after a while, he said: "Okay."