Chapter 72 A small gathering

"Let's go, go to my house, get some delicious food, let's sit down and discuss the case again, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Jack asked John to take Jialisi with him, drove Angela with him, went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of ingredients, and then returned to his house.

This small white two-story building is now completely new. John basically helped to fix the kitchen before the vacation. In the next two weeks of vacation, Jack cleaned up most of the old ones besides creating a large bathtub in the bathroom on the first floor. Furniture, walls repainted and painted.

The whole house has not changed from the outside, but the interior has been completely new, except for the lack of some electrical appliances, it is infinitely close to Jack's dream home.

As soon as Jack got home, he went into the kitchen to work, and let them visit at will,

"What's wrong? Your expression is a little strange?"

Jack was busy in the kitchen, when he saw John coming in, he hesitated to speak and asked.

"You did this all by yourself?"

John pointed his index finger upward and drew a circle, referring to the entire house.

"Yes, I have basically been busy with this during the two-week holiday. I also re-adjusted the wiring arrangement in the next few rooms. Although there is no problem after trying it, I still need your help to check it."

Jack tasted the taste, added some water to the borscht, and turned it to a low fire. After this tossing, those entry-level life skills obtained from "Military and Local Dual-Purpose Talent Friends" have basically been upgraded to proficiency.

But his little savings were basically used up. If it weren't for the bonus issued after the terrorist attack, he would almost have no money to pay the bills at the end of the month.

"If my original partner had half the work efficiency of yours, maybe I would have made a fortune long ago."

What kind of capitalist speech was this? Jack could guess what John was really thinking.

"You also want to redecorate your house, no problem, as long as I have time, I can help."

I have the impression that this man has been tinkering with his house for more than a year, and there have been countless minor troubles such as circuit fires and shelves collapsing. It's quite funny now that I think about it.

John looked grateful, rubbed his hands and came to the chopping board, picked up a tomato and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Just slice it, and this."

Jack was not polite and handed him a few cucumbers. There were a lot of people today and they were all very hungry. Although John was not very good at cooking, he was still a middle-aged uncle with rich life experience and was always good at helping him. Can.

A whole chicken wrapped in tinfoil was stuffed into the oven under the stove, and the time was set. Jack would filter the fried peanuts out of the oil and sprinkle some sea salt while it was hot.

Soon, a plate of peanuts, a plate of cucumbers, a bowl of tomatoes mixed with sugar, and some cold dishes such as instant sausages from the supermarket were brought to the table.

"The main meal will be served in 40 minutes, so please feel free to eat."

Jack is hesitating whether to open a bottle of Erguotou. He has been a little short of money recently. He really forgot to prepare some red wine for the family. This is the only thing on hand, but thinking of talking about things later, it is not appropriate to get drunk.

At this time, the doorbell rang, and Wesley, who was called by Angela, appeared at the door with a bottle of dry red wine from Harlan Winery.

Angela took the initiative to open the door to greet her, and the two kissed me for a while before entering the living room.

Unlike Westerners who are used to separating the living room and dining room, Jack took up part of the original dining room due to the renovation of the kitchen. He simply integrated the living room and dining room into one, and put a large square eight immortals table in the middle. It can even be squeezed in Big enough to seat three.

Although this seems a bit weird compared to the long dining table commonly used by Europeans and Americans, who would let it be his own home.

Everyone sat down one after another, and after eating a lot of food with Jack, John and Angela had already become proficient in using chopsticks. He only prepared Western tableware for Wesley and Dr. Jialisi.

Tim and Lucy were not here today. John was relieved when he saw that there was no hot pot on the table. The spicy meal in the past few weeks had given him a lot of trouble.

Jack looked at his expression and secretly laughed in his heart. He never thought that a meal of Sichuan-flavored hot pot would be so effective, successfully sending two middle-aged people with "hemorrhoids" to the hospital, but he still provided it with a conscience. after-sales service.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of giving two bottles of Seris's specialty Mayinglong ointment, I tried the master-level healing technique on the two of them, and then I was pleasantly surprised to find that the healing technique that was originally only effective immediately could actually take effect continuously.

The original proficient-level healing technique can already be called a magical skill, but it is actually a bit inconvenient to use. For example, when rescuing the county police officer who lost his left foot, Jack actually spent more mental energy on controlling the healing technique in order not to get in trouble. above the effective range.

Otherwise, if you use all your strength, the wound on the broken leg will be sealed instantly, and it will probably be worshiped as a miracle by John on the side.

In addition to the original instant healing effect, the current healing technique can also take effect in a continuous manner, similar to applying a continuous blood recovery skill to teammates in the game, which made Jack think about it.

If he casts a healing spell on himself in advance in the hail of bullets in the future, will he have a chance to recover even if he is shot in the head? But he doesn't know if he will still be the same person after he grows his brain again.

Of course, this is just his wild imagination. With his current attribute growth rate, it is estimated that his mental power and system will break through 30 in a few years, unless he is directly hit by a powerful weapon.

Otherwise, even in a battlefield filled with bullets, it may be a bit exaggerated to say that you can completely avoid bullets, but it will definitely be no problem if an instant kill turns into a serious injury, and a serious injury turns into a minor injury.

Due to the rush of time, today's dinner is relatively simple, not counting the cold dishes that were put on the table at the beginning, a roast chicken made from a whole Los Angeles red chicken, a borscht, and Jack's Christmas The dumplings stored in the refrigerator from time to time are no problem to fill the stomachs of five people.

There were no particularly devout Catholics present, and everyone was used to chatting while eating. The topic mainly revolved around today's case. Wesley has become his own person since experiencing the terrorist attack, and has learned when to shut up.

Jialisi can be considered one of our own, not to mention that she also treated the drug dealer who was almost killed today, so everyone did not deliberately avoid it in private.

"Angela, what do you think of that Bruno?"

Jack brought up the topic first. This case is not too big and not too complicated, but this is the first time he has officially participated in solving the case. Yu Angela.