About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"I knew you'd trust me, Texas! We're the perfect match, right? Tell me what you want me to do!"

"Call the maintenance guy to fix the gate—and deduct it from your pay."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The Archangel cried even louder.

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After Angel Exo had been eating mushrooms for about half an hour, Jingzhe brought out several dishes one after another. The originally monotonous dining table suddenly became much more lively and crowded, and everyone sat down around the table to eat.

The atmosphere was much more normal than Texas had originally expected. Although "Orson's sister" Jingzhe gave people the impression of being serious and finding fault at first, she was actually much easier to talk to than expected. Sometimes, while they were chatting, Orson would suddenly interrupt and change the subject in a very stiff way.

"The Tremella and Lotus Seeds should be almost done. I'll go check them out. Sister Jingzhe, please don't reveal your identity so quickly..."

"Ha, my words are perfect, don't worry, young Orson—er, brother."

"..."

Orson was desperate. Even if Sister Lei Zi really exposed her identity at the speed of light, it had nothing to do with him.

As soon as Orson left the table, Exia almost immediately started to have some ideas.

"Um, Sister Orson..."

After confirming that Orson was not around, Angelic Sky whispered in a low voice to Jingzhe.

"What's Orson like normally? Does he have any particular hobbies or interests, like food?"

"Don't cause trouble for others like this, Angel."

Texas tried to stop Exia from the side.

"That's not causing any trouble. Jingzhe is Orsen's sister anyway, and...if you want to have a 'relationship' as your goal, you'll have to get this kind of information sooner or later, right?"

"..."

Texas stopped talking, but the furry wolf ears on his head twitched curiously.

"You guys want to date Oh... and my brother?"

Jingzhe looked at the two young girls from Penguin Logistics in front of him with a little surprise.

"Oh my...it's a bit embarrassing to be told that directly."

Exiah blushed and scratched his head, while Texas remained silent, but this time the tail behind him turned into a helicopter and swung rapidly.

"This is really... not incomprehensible. What is it about Orson that you like?"

Jingzhe blinked his eyes curiously and asked.

"Well, it's actually pretty vague, right? And rather than saying I like you, how should I put it? I just have a hunch, I guess."

Exiah gave a rare and somewhat ambiguous response. After all, although she had felt a stirring of affection for Orson when they were in the slums before, and even once thought that Orson was her "righteous man", she actually did not know much about Orson. Perhaps this feeling was the legendary "suspension bridge effect"?

Having said that, Angelica would definitely not let Texas get away, she knows this taciturn wolf too well.

"It's just a general description. Can you be more specific? For example, what are Orson's interests and hobbies?"

Jingzhe didn't seem to intend to skip this topic. She took out a small notebook and beads and continued to ask the Angel.

"Orson doesn't seem to have many hobbies... like, uh, doing housework?"

"Yes, indeed. Anything else?"

"let me see……"

——Isn’t the stance opposite to the person asking the question?

Looking at the scene where Jingzhe was recording the memories of the Angel, Texas, who was watching from the side, thought so in his heart.

After a while, Orson returned to the table with a bowl of Tremella and lotus seed soup.

"It feels a little sweet... huh!?"

As soon as Orson approached, he was shocked by the scene in front of him:

"I...I once bombed the school choir..."

"Another bombing of the school... I get it. Confess all your crimes, and the Thunder Law will naturally bring justice to you."

Jingzhe sat upright with a notebook in his hand, writing something down meticulously, while Neng Tianshi was crying and recounting his sins (too many to count) like a villain who confessed his crime and was sentenced in a legal program.

"Uh...what are you doing, Sister Jingzhe, Angel?"

Orson hurried over to interrupt the weird atmosphere between the two, and only then did Angel and Jingzhe come to their senses belatedly.

"Stop them both, Texas..."

"It's good to teach that idiot a lesson."

Texas, who had been watching the fun from the side, complained lightly.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Exia... I just had an occupational illness."

Jingzhe came to his senses and apologized quickly, not even having time to deal with the fact that his hair was sticking up again.

"It's okay, it's okay. I shouldn't have had such bad intentions in the first place... By the way, what is Sister Orson's occupation?"

"what--"

When it comes to work, Jingzhe's CPU short-circuits instantly.

"I, uh, I—"

"My sister is a scribe!"

Orson quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Orson...what did you say?"

Jingzhe asked Orson in surprise.

"... said you were a copyist."

Orson wondered if the job title he had casually made up might offend the Qilin.

"Not this one, what about the first two words?"

"Um, sis...?"

"My little brother is so cute~"

"Wait a minute, puff puff puff..."

Orsen, who was rubbed in the face by Jingzhe again, thought that this character was even worse than the old mother's.

——And this stupid Qilin never even tried to hide his identity!

If you think about it carefully, Orson couldn't think of any other reason for such a large and conspicuous red slime to be wandering around the street and sending out messages on Bilibili, except that Mr. Wei tacitly agreed.

After a brief interlude, the group resumed chatting and eating, much the same as before. Jingzhe put aside his pride and chatted happily with the Archangel, while Orson stood by, exhausted from trying to smooth things over.

When it was already night, everyone finally ended this somewhat abrupt dinner table conversation.

"Remember to come play again next time."

When everyone was about to leave, Jingzhe waved to them.

"Yes, yes, Sister Orson."

Exia agreed immediately, and Texas nodded slightly.

"Don't take me with you next time..."

After helping Jingzhe cover up his lies for the whole day, Orsen felt like he had aged 10 years, but he still hadn't grown taller.

I just went out for a walk today, and I picked up an electric Qilin for no apparent reason. This old lady even treated me as her younger brother. This experience is a bit too fantastical.

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"Orson, don't let this happen again next time. I'm glad you didn't get into any danger, but don't make me worry about you anymore."

On the way back, Exiah, who was sitting in the back seat, had already gone into sleep mode, while Texas, who was sitting in the driver's seat, whispered.

"...I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time. I made you worry today."

"You really like to apologize, even though it's not your fault sometimes."

Texas glanced at Orson, then looked at the Originium sword placed aside.

"I don't want you to get hurt because of me. If the price of escaping the past is that the people around me will be dragged into it, then I will not hesitate to pick up my weapon again and embrace the sins and blood of the past—Huh!?"

Texas was speaking when he suddenly shuddered all over and saw that his right hand, which was originally on the gear, was gently held by Orson.

"We all face times when we have to take up arms. It's enough to remember who we're wielding them for, Texas."

"...This is considered a driving violation. There are no points left on Exia's driver's license."

“Uh…”

Texas said as he gently retracted his hand, his tail wagging wildly where Orson couldn't see.

Not long after, the car arrived downstairs of the Penguin Logistics office.

"Have a good rest. Remember to turn on the surveillance and alarms. I'm sending Exia back first."

"You stay safe too, Texas."

After greeting Texas, Orson yawned as he returned to the lounge in the office, which had been converted into his bedroom, and took off his clothes.

——After finishing the files for Exia, let’s go to bed… Today is really ‘full’.

During the day, he and Wei Yanwu solved riddles incorrectly and witnessed the passion and entanglement of the older generation of the Ge Ming family. At noon, he picked up a Pikachu and raised it until it became his younger brother.

Orson returned to his seat and pulled out a drawer to change a gel pen when his eyes caught the ring in the drawer that originally belonged to the "Doctor".

"Perhaps even Longmen has had traces of you, Doctor?"

On the other side, in Jingzhe's home——

"Haaaaaah... finally reached Dragon Gate."

Jingzhe changed into pajamas that looked a bit childish and lay on the bed with her hair loose.

—Orson, huh? What a wonderful young man! I've never seen anyone like him in the Dali Temple.

Jingzhe has solved countless unsolved cases and witnessed all kinds of people, murderers, survivors, related people, or even the dead -

The quality of "pure kindness" is far more valuable and rare than the pure gold in your pocket.

No matter from which angle Jingzhe observed him, the boy's qualities still made people feel subtly warm.

It’s a pity that the boy doesn’t seem to be very smart. It would be great if he could be as smart and clever as me.

Jingzhe got up from the bed, ignoring his messy long hair and pajamas, walked to the wooden table, opened a drawer, and took out this time's "task list".

The Dali Temple Supervisor Jingzhe has four tasks this time.

[1. Investigate whether there is a need to stay in the Longmen slums]

[2. Investigate whether the Sicilian Gang can be dealt with by Longmen. This may damage the dignity of Da Yan.]

[3. Investigate whether Wei Yanwu has the intention to rebel and establish an independent Longmen]

And the last one:

[4. Investigate information about the successor of "Doctor"]

43. Xiao Mo comes from nowhere to steal a man

Early in the morning, Orson got up from the bed and stretched. While yawning, he rubbed his tearful eyes and walked to the kitchen refrigerator to take out a bag of milk and put it in the pot to heat it up. Then he twisted and stretched his body and went to wash up.

He had just received word from Tallulah that the Reunion Movement's work in Casimir had concluded and they would soon reach Longmen. Along with the news came several photos from the completion ceremony. They showed Tallulah in a suit, standing at a podium; Snow Rabbit in formal attire; Alina smiling; and the Patriot, who, for once, looked like a supporting column, without a spear in hand.

These photos made Orson feel a little dazed. Everyone who had gathered from the north to fight together was now able to stand openly in the sunshine of the city-state to publicize the beliefs they held, instead of just disappearing in the snow and frozen earth.

Besides being in a trance, Orson was also a little confused.

He was very happy about being able to meet everyone in the Reunion Movement soon, but he was also very upset.

After all, Longmen's current situation is really a mess. Before, Tallulah had not been able to fully accept the fact that she was temporarily staying at Penguin Logistics, and now Lappland showed up and... [data deleted].