Being His Little Fox

The black ink smudged his hand.

Wen Mu calmly looked at Tang Si's hand, the corners of his lips smiled deeper, gentle and elegant, with a cold knife hidden in his eyebrows.

The policeman who was recorded by the side observed his words and expressions and saw the situation at the scene. He closed his pen and raised his head: "Team Tang, do you want to stop temporarily and get some water?"

His words fell, the air was quiet and clear, and there was an inexplicable low air pressure rising steadily, which made people feel a little breathless in such an atmosphere.

The man sat, threw the pen into the trash can, took out the paper from his pocket, wiped his hands, and said slowly, "No, continue."

After speaking, he took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket and looked at Wen Mu: "Continue."

Tang Si's voice sounded heavy and dumb at this moment, with an inexplicable low pressure.

Wen Mu slowly smiled.

"That year, when you went to the mountains, the army left you behind, you found a house, saved a girl, and you took the pain instead of that girl." Wen Mu said in a very simple outline. : "That girl is Song Yi."

"If she knew about this, what would happen?" Wen Mu said slowly: "I have the video from that year."

"How did you save her, and how did you take on those things."

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember, I have a video. You will see that video."

"I hope you don't be too surprised when you see it. Don't be too surprised."

"And, if Song Yi knew that you had endured so much for her, what would she think? Would she blame herself? Or would she become despised of you?"

As she talked, she smiled more and more wildly: "At that time, how did she weigh her feelings for you, whether she loved more, or guilt and self-blame, or there was no love at all, only guilt and self-blame To keep her with you."

"Love mixed with all kinds of impurities is not called love. It is the result of weighing the pros and cons."

Wen Mu: "You don't deserve pure things."

He had to stir up a pot of good soup: "Don’t forget, Song Yi was going to have a blind date with me before the banquet. The parents of the Song family and my parents were set, you just took it from me. That's it."

"Love and girlfriend require charity from others."

During this period, Tang Si kept his head down and recorded.

When Wen Mu didn't speak any more, Tang Si raised his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Done?"

Wen Mu leaned back, still calmly: "It's over."

"What she thinks of me is her business, and what her feelings for me will become is also her business. My feelings for her are pure."

Tang Si said faintly: "Since you know how I live, you should know how I treat my feelings. There is no need to stimulate me like this. The methods are quite low-level."

I didn't say that I liked it. If I love it, I must ask for it in return.

Song Yi could like him. It was a gift from heaven. He once thought he would die in some unknown place.

No one will find out.

Tang Si stood up with his eyebrows closed, and handed the notebook to the policeman over there: "Compare the transcript."

The writing on it was vigorous and violent, as if it had brought ice.

After speaking, he walked out without looking at Wen Mu again.

Some things are buried in the bottom of my heart, but they will be dug out. It is only a matter of time.

Tang Si didn't dare to think about what was in that video.

...

Reason told Tang Si that he had no desires and desires before, even if he didn't have any relationship with her, he still had it.

But his heart told him that even if he thinks this way, it still hurts and his breathing hurts.

He didn't know what the video would be, and couldn't guarantee what Song Yi would be like watching the video.

Uncertainty, surrounding him, spread like sea water, irrigated overhead, and kept sinking him into the bottom of the sea. When the surrounding ice cold and darkness were swept and spread out.

He doesn't know where is his hiding place.

Every step he walked out was extremely heavy, his back was lonely, and the darkness surrounding him couldn't be dissipated, and his surroundings looked extremely cold and lonely.

In the end, he stopped and turned into the toilet next to him.

...

Outside, Song Yi sat in the car waiting for Tang Si to come out, looking down at the phone screen to scan news and short videos.

I feel more boring.

"Ding--"

A new mail comes in.

The title of the title is called, this is your savior.

In the video.

The young boy kicked the door open and dragged the girl out.

Soon after, it was the boy who was tied back again, his eyebrows still glowing wildly.

Persevere and don't bow your head.

In the gloomy room, those people continued to torture the young man's will, even hitting him with LSD.

Controlling his consciousness, he can't distinguish what is reality and what is dream.

The expression was painful, and the hoarse voice of exclamation kept coming out of the video, day after day.

Will torture people like a madman.

He was gradually covered in blood.

"Don't hurt your face."

"He looks pretty, right?"

"It's indeed a superb..."

The conversation is trivial.

Song Yi's hand holding the phone was trembling, tugging fiercely, staring at the screen, her eyes were red. At this time, every inch of her breathing became painful.

She witnessed that the boy's clothes inside were stripped layer by layer, the handcuffs on his hands were strangled with blood because of his struggle, and the handcuffs even fell into the flesh.

Every picture is **** and dark.

He was watched in the light like that.

The men rolled their sleeves and unbuttoned their clothes.

"Give him a solution, it's convenient." One person suggested: "He is still struggling like this."

"Row."

The young man's hands were freed.

In the next second, the young man stood up on the ground, and several men on the scene were cut with daggers.

The last thing you can see is that in the sea of ​​blood, he is covered with blood.

Lifting the eyelashes lightly, under the bizarre dark glow, the tail of the eyes is filled with a thick gloom, the eyes are reflected in the blood of the magnificent, not dyed in the slightest color, as if there is only a dense and evil bone in front of the eyes, and the corners of the lips pick out an extremely sharp edge. , Bloodthirsty and deep cold.

No feelings, no emotions, killing and hostile.

A collision with that glance can seem to kill you.

It was a kind of piercing cold.

People at the tipping point, explosive power is amazing.

...

In the noon sun, Song Yi pulled the car door, trembling all over, breathing almost hard, her heart was uncomfortable, trying to breathe fresh air and let her relieve those emotions.

She had never felt this way before, depressed and difficult, leaving her mind blank and fearful.

This must not be circulated, absolutely not.

In the video, the memories of her childhood, the blurred figure over time, and the face that had never been seen clearly were restored in her mind.

That is Tang Si.

That must be Tang Si.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Fu Jingsheng walked from a distance.

He came here to buy something, and happened to see Song Yi.

Song Yi hurriedly received the phone, and Fu Jingsheng was careful and caught a glimpse of the screen.

His brows frowned instantly: "Did you see that video?"

Regarding Tang Si, he has watched and seen that video. After all, Fu Jingsheng is a hacker and one of the best intelligence agents.

This video may only know him, the photographer and the holder.

Song Yihong stared, and immediately turned his head to look at Fu Jingsheng: "This video has been circulated, have you watched it?"

"Have you seen it?!" Song Yi shouted.

Fu Jingsheng squeezed Song Yi's shoulder: "Don't get excited, I've seen it before. Is this being released?"

Song Yi took a deep breath and waved his hand, a kind of weakness, despair and helplessness surged up.

She squatted down against the car door silently, and buried her head in her knees.

How would she digest this matter?

Fu Jingsheng was also in a complicated mood at the moment. He went to pull Song Yi's hand, and Song Yi squatted by the car, pushed Fu Jingsheng away, buried his head and made a forbidden action to Fu Jingsheng.

Fu Jingsheng looked at her like that.

The sun was shining brightly, and the surrounding area seemed to be shrouded in despair at this moment.

Tang Si hadn't told her about this kind of thing, and he certainly wouldn't.

And this sender sent her to her with a purpose, but she couldn't think of it or guessed it. The panic and the unknown pushed her to despair.

As well as those in the video, she originally had to bear it.

Fu Jingsheng frowned and looked at Song Yi condescendingly.

He looked up again, and looked at the direction of the prison door. A familiar figure was walking outside.

Tang Si drove the prison police car, because Song Yilai, he came out by himself.

"Sister Yi, Tang Si is out." Fu Jingsheng's voice slowly: "I'm leaving now."

...

As soon as his voice fell, he turned and left.

Song Yi slowly raised his head, seeing Tang Si coming out from a distance.

She wiped her eyes, stood up, and exhaled deeply.

When Tang Si approached, Song Yi found water drops on his face.

The eye sockets are red and the eyelashes are wet.

Song Yi pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "What's wrong? It's not going well inside?"

He was interrogating Wen Mu, and Wen Mu pretending to be Tang Si and her life-saver, then that video is probably made by Wen Mu.

Difficult to warm up what she said to Tang Si inside.

"Somewhat sleepy, wash your face and wake up." Tang Si answered indifferently.

Looking at Song Yi, she reached out and touched her eyelids: "Why are the eyes red?"

Tang Si did not seem to have changed, everything was normal.

"Blowing cold wind, it's cold." Song Yi also answered calmly.

And the drooping hand was still shaking.

She tried to restrain, tried to pretend.

Tang Si glanced across Song Yi's trembling hand, listening to her unstable tone, the result was clear in his heart.

Tang Si exhaled slightly, "So cold, will you catch a cold?"

"You go back first." Tang Si touched her head and said softly, "I have to go back to the team."

"I can't have lunch with you."

Song Yi bit her lip: "Are you busy? Then you have to eat."

"Eat in the team." Tang Si said, "I'll be more busy like this."

"I'm going to let you dove." Tang Si looked at Song Yi's face with peach blossoms: "Will you be angry? I'll make it up for you next time."

"It's okay." Song Yi shook his head: "I'll see you off."

"No, someone will pick it up in a while." Tang Si: "You go back first."

Originally wanted to have a meal with her, but Tang Si could see that Song Yi was absent, and she could see that her emotions were not right.

She needs someone to be quiet.

He needs it too.

"Okay." Song Yi looked at Tang Si, stepped forward and hugged him: "Go home early, brother, I will cook in the evening, and I will learn a bit."

Tang Si hugged her: "Okay."

...

Around two o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun was obscured by dark clouds, and Wen Mu and the evidence materials headed towards the procuratorate.

Once you arrive at the location, those information will inevitably be released to the public.

In the sniper scope, the car drove across the wide road, bringing up withered yellow leaves.

As soon as the wind blew, the fallen leaves were still flying, and a bullet hurriedly moved towards the car, passing the fallen leaves in the wind.

"Bang——!" Wen Mu hit the back seat.

"Crack—" The car stopped abruptly.

"There is a sniper!" shouted from the inside of the car: "All are on alert!"

"Leave someone to check if the prisoner still has vital signs."

...

In the dark, the man ridiculed his lips.

Picking up the sniper rifle, he turned and left where he was just now, his back is cool and neat.

An unruly and unruly temperament dispersed.

...

Some hidden place.

One person waited, watching the man in front of him appear carrying a gun, and he was wild, he immediately stepped forward: "Master Sheng."

"Have you got the information on the car?" Fu Jingsheng asked.

"immediately."

Fu Jingsheng: "Immediately?"

"Yes." The man said while taking the gun in Fu Jingsheng's hand, "Shi Xunnian has gone."

"What?!" Fu Jingsheng's eyebrows sank, and he kicked his subordinates: "What the **** are you asking her to do!"

The man was picked up by Fu Jingsheng, clutching his butt, and stammering: "You, you said you can call it whatever you want, I thought..."

"Fuck!" Fu Jingsheng: "What I said is that you can ask her to buy this and that, who the **** told you to do that?"

Shi Xunnian is still young now. He is a humanitarian. Although he wants Shi Xunnian to do things for him, he also considers whether Shi Xunnian wants to go this way.

If she doesn't want to, he will let them go.

As a result, the hind legs let her do this illegal thing. And it's dangerous.

"Da da da -" came the sound of trotting footsteps from the back of the alley.

The two immediately turned their heads, and the little girl came back with the information in her hand.

The hair was messed up by the wind.

Some panting stood in front of Fu Jingsheng, raised his eyes to look at him, his cheeks were red: "Is that this?"

As he said, he handed the things in front of Fu Jingsheng.

"Yes." Fu Jingsheng grabbed Shi Xunnian's hand: "Leave first."

He had already been optimistic about the way to leave before, and if it was a while later, it was estimated that both would be arrested.

Shi Xunnian looked down and watched Fu Jingsheng holding her hand, wanting to say whether a man or a woman is giving or receiving a kiss.

But after thinking about it, in this situation, forget it.

...

Suddenly, Wen Mu died and was spread throughout the city bureau.

On the Criminal Investigation Detachment, the first thing to do was to find Captain Tang Si.

But the phone is always in an unreachable state.

In the end, a phone call came to Song Yi. When Song Yi received the call, he was in the consultation book with some psychological related issues.

"No, he was not with me." Song Yi squeezed the phone tightly: "Can't find Tang Si?"

"I didn't answer the phone, maybe something was busy. Let's call again."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yi was uneasy.

...

At the same time, the sun is shining inside the school.

With a bang--

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