Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

The "Red-crowned Crane" is He Wei!!

The person we had been guessing for a long time was right in front of him?!

No matter what, Bai Jianan couldn't fall asleep. He half-pushed himself up and was about to ask him what was going on, but He Wei pushed him back down again.

"do not move."

"No."

Bai Ji'an stared in disbelief at He Wei, who was about to fall asleep. He was so anxious that he grabbed the front of his clothes with both hands and forced him to turn on the phone.

"Really? You are not kidding me."

He Wei opened one eye and looked at him: "Do I need to make up a lie to tease you if I want to play?"

anytime.

Snapped!

"Ah!~"

Bai Jian frowned and slapped He Wei on the butt: "I'm talking to you about serious matters! Stop messing around."

"What kind of business is this?"

For him, isn't it just that he happened to win first place in a shooting competition held by a shooting club many years ago, and until now no one has surpassed his result, so it can only be put on the list for everyone to discuss?

It's not a murder case.

"You never told me. Moreover, the staff of the club said that the manager who has worked in the store for ten years has never seen a real red-crowned crane, and said that the results have been there since the store opened! What's going on?"

He Wei is only 29 years old this year!

Not to mention 15 years ago, even 10 years ago, he was only 19 years old! How could he have scored all 100 shots with a rifle or a pistol?!

When they were 19, they were still together!

Why doesn't he know anything about it!

One unsolvable mystery after another kept circling in Bai Jian'an's mind, but the standard answer was heartless. It curled its lips and hugged him like it did every night, as if it was going to fall asleep peacefully.

"Howie!"

Bai Jianan broke free from his arms, and in the process woke up his sleepyhead as well.

He Wei was so sleepy that he was in a daze until he heard Bai Jian'an groaning in pain.

His eyes snapped open and he immediately held up his arm to examine it carefully.

"What's wrong? Did you pull it?! How can you be so careless!"

"woke up?"

He Wei paused, then raised his face and saw Bai Jianan looking as if nothing had happened.

"You're scaring me!"

"Who told you not to tell me?" You want to sleep after dropping a bomb?

How is this different from the author who likes to get stuck at critical moments? !

Missing virtue!

He Wei pointed to the wall clock helplessly and said, "But the story is very long. If I tell you from the beginning, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Thinking that He Wei had to go to work tomorrow, Bai Jianan could only suppress his strong curiosity.

He pouted and was about to say forget it, but He Wei put his arms around the back of his neck and stamped his rosy soft lips.

The tender touch between lips and teeth swept away He Wei's depressed mood.

He reached out and hooked the button under Bai Ji'an's collar, and said jokingly: "If you take the initiative, I can stay awake."

Bai Ji'an looked at him strangely and blinked: "Are you planning to let me play the role of a policeman and seduce the criminal in order to find out the truth?"

……

"That's fine with me, but can you really?"

He Wei hadn't reacted yet: "What is it okay?"

"I'm worried that when you're working in the interrogation room, you'll suddenly think of our game and start to daydream about it. What should I do?"

"Okay." He Wei covered Bai Jian'an's little yellow mouth, "I say, what do you want to know?"

Bai Ji'an took his hand away and asked with some disappointment, "Don't you want to play anymore?"

He has the equipment.

He Wei blushed, "Next, next time."

"……Oh."

With a dry mouth, He Wei picked up the cup on the coffee table and moistened it, then said, "More."

Bai Ji'an raised his head: "What?"

"Can we change the subject?" He still wanted to work without distraction.

"Yes you can!"

Bai Ji'an looked at him with a smile.

"Can I wear my high school uniform?"

puff! !

A sip of water almost cost He Wei his life.

Bai Ji'an was startled. He raised his hand and stroked He Wei's back, asking, "Are you okay?"

In between coughing, He Wei waved his hand: "As long as you don't wear it, I'll be fine."

He didn't want to faint from tachycardia.

"Is it true that I am too old to be suitable?"

He Wei turned his head and Bai Jian'an lowered his eyebrows, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

He Wei's heart sank, and he immediately said, "No! That's not what I meant."

"What does that mean?" Bai Ji'an sniffed lightly, "I know, I'm 29 years old now, and I'm no longer the youthful and innocent boy I was when we first met."

"No!" He Wei said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. That's not what I meant."

"But you don't like it."

"I like!"

"really?"

"Of course it's true!" It was just a little too exciting, and he was worried that he couldn't bear it.

"Great."

Bai Ji'an raised his head and smiled triumphantly.

"I'll wear it next time. It's a deal."

.........

It's a lie again.

He was hit twice in just ten minutes.

He Wei rubbed his temples helplessly, thinking that he should go to bed early today.

Seeing He Wei about to lie down again, Bai Ji'an immediately stopped him and said, "At least tell me when you participated in the competition and why it is called Red-crowned Crane!"

He never remembered that He Wei liked red-crowned cranes.

Calling this name suddenly must have a profound meaning.

He Wei looked at Bai Jian'an's anxious look and couldn't help but feel curious, so he reached out and pinched his soft face.

"I'll give you a hint. What does a red-crowned crane look like?"

Bai Ji'an rolled his eyes and said, "Like this."

He Wei shook his head: "Turn around, front view."

"so."

"Ji'an."

"Ok?"

"Can you be more beautiful?"

"Then... like this!"

"Very good. Look at that red spot on its forehead. Does it look like blood?"

"Blood?" Bai Ji'an frowned in disgust. After a moment, he suddenly realized: "Headshot?"

He Wei nodded, a little shy: "When I was young, they urged me to get a name. I suddenly had an idea, and I thought that in the future, every bullet of my gun must hit the enemy's head without fail, so as not to waste national resources and leave no survivors for any evil forces."

After carefully savoring He Wei's original intention, Bai Ji'an nodded meaningfully: "Not bad."

"Okay."

Although I said this, it was really embarrassing to suddenly tell Bai Jianan the meaning of this random name.

"But."

"Ok?"

Bai Ji'an looked at He Wei seriously: "The red color on the top of the red-crowned crane's head is actually the scalp exposed after they lose their hair."

……

Overhead, an invisible crow flew by with a caw.

The air froze and Bai Jimian immediately regretted it.

Unable to suppress the wildly curled corners of his mouth, he leaned over and hugged He Wei, who was almost petrified.

He stroked his back up and down. "It's okay, it's okay. Not everyone knows that the red color on the top of the red-crowned crane's head is caused by a large number of capillaries under the scalp."

He Wei came out of Bai Jian'an's arms and looked at him: "You're still talking."

And the science is so detailed.

You’re afraid he doesn’t know why.