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Discipline: "First, you went to find Liu Wentao without telling me."

Song Buzhi: "I know you definitely don't agree with me doing this, but I really want to know about Wang Yu's past. I can't think of anyone else who knows about her past except Wang Yu himself... I can only be possessed. She's dead. But her body's still in your bureau—"

Song Buzhi raised his head, glanced at Discipline, and continued: "—Your bureau is full of surveillance, you are still there... If I am possessed in your bureau...you must know it directly, and you still have doubts The inner ghost may also notice. And the monitoring in your bureau is not easy to manipulate, so I can only go to Liu Wentao—Ji Dui, I told you about the dream I had that night, do you remember?"

Which pot did Song Buzhi not open and which pot was lifted, Discipline said: "Remember. So you actually went to find Liu Wentao in the middle of the night, and lied to me that you went for a walk."

Song Buzhi coughed, looked at the overly disciplined and calm face, and argued: "I really went for a walk, but the distance was a bit far..."

Discipline: "Second, you have exposed yourself to Liu Wentao."

Song Buzhi: "I want him to be willing to take back the corpse. There has to be a reason for him to be tempted. After thinking about it for a long time, I think this reason is the most irresistible for him, and he will definitely be hooked. You see, the result is not That's it."

"Don't be angry—I know it's dangerous. If I'm not careful, I'll be betrayed by Liu Wentao and tell the people behind the scenes, but I still decided to take a gamble. Liu Wentao, I don't think he's a bad person, but he's just interested in research. Fascinated. I saw in Wang Yu's memory that he has been researching, researching, researching for ten years, and the two of them have never even traveled together."

"Before studying me, the subject of the experiment 25 years ago, I thought Liu Wentao would not betray me, he even..." Song Buzhi tilted his head, talking about his feelings, "He would even want to protect me. After all, I am Rare animals."

Song Buzhi himself was also surprised, he obviously hadn't met Liu Wentao a few times and didn't know him well, but...he was sure that Liu Wentao would not betray him.

Discipline: "There are contingencies in everything, even if you are sure of it, but what if?"

Discipline sighed, his voice lowered a few degrees: "I will be worried, I can't take you at risk."

"I'm sorry." Song Buzhi said suddenly, his eyes were red.

They talked while sitting in the room, Song Buzhi sat on the bed, and Discipline sat on the chair.The chair is higher than the bed, and Discipline sits upright. Overall, Discipline looks like Song Buzhi.

Song Buzhi's eyes turned red, and he looked a little pitiful.He said softly: "I've never been in such a relationship with people before, and I don't have any good friends when I grow up. I have always made my own decisions. As long as the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, I will do whatever I want. I rarely consider other people's feelings."

He laughed at himself: "There is no chance for me to think about it. After I decided to be with you, I checked on the Internet how to communicate and get along with my lover. I also learned to consider your mood and try not to do things that worry you. I’ll tell you everything. But it seems like, after something like yesterday happened, I realized that I’m still going to do what I want.”

After thinking about it, he thought that doing this was the fastest and most convenient way, he could get what he wanted to know, and he could also get close to Liu Wentao.It is very important to be close to Liu Wentao. First, it is related to Wang Yu's case, and second, it is related to "M1". The cancer of "M1" must be eradicated sooner or later. Now that Lu Haocai and others have disappeared, He Xiaobei and He Xiaobao can't find a close point, maybe Liu Wentao is a breakthrough.

"If I were asked to choose again, I would do the same. I would secretly find Liu Wentao and negotiate terms with him without telling you." Song Buzhi said quietly, "You are a policeman, you have your principles, and you know Before you, I didn't trust the police at all. In fact, this subconscious mind is still circling in my head, popping up from time to time to poke me. But because of you, I suppressed it."

Perhaps after waking up from the dream yesterday, all kinds of inappropriate emotions rushed to the top of his head, affecting part of his thinking.But Song Buzhi thought about it, and still thought that if he did it again, he would still act alone.

Song Buzhi is very sensitive to other people's emotional reactions, and when he is concentrating on thinking, he can quickly capture other people's small movements and expressions to infer his thoughts.But right now he doesn't intend to use this ability to discipline himself.

Discipline remained silent, Song Buzhi couldn't figure out what he meant, so he forced a smile: "Are you disappointed in me?"

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Song Buzhi's mind——

What happens in this situation?

How was it written in the novels I read before?

My boyfriend scolded me?

The boyfriend said tolerantly that it's okay, no next time?

Or break up?

As soon as the word "break up" came out, Song Buzhi felt a "thump" in his heart, and he pursed his lips subconsciously.

Discipline has been watching, and seeing his small movements now, he suddenly said: "Come here."

Song Buzhi didn't know why, but he stood up obediently and took two steps towards discipline.They were sitting close to each other, and after two steps, Song Buzhi was in front of Discipline's feet.

Their toes touched their toes.

Song Buzhi looked down, then raised his head slightly to look at discipline.

Discipline reached out to him—

"Well--"

Song Buzhi frowned in pain, restraining himself from crying out in surprise and pain.

He was pulled onto Discipline's lap, and Discipline's hand landed firmly on his buttocks.

Spank!

He got spanked!

Song Buzhi tilted his head to look at Discipline in disbelief, his eyes full of astonishment "what are you doing?"

"In our house, when I was young, I went out to mess around, and when I got into trouble and came back, my mother would spank my ass, and while beating, she would cry and tell me what she did to give birth to me as a troublemaker."

Song Buzhi was even more surprised: "Troublemaker? Troubleshooter? Are you?"

Are these descriptions the same person as the discipline he knows?

"Yeah." Discipline nodded slightly, as if he was recalling, but also seemed to be nostalgic, "When I was young, I climbed trees to dig out bird eggs, and ran out over the wall... Most of them were led by me. The children in the yard were all my subordinates. .”

Song Buzhi: "All? You were so good when you were young, they all listened to you?"

Discipline: "There are also those who don't listen, and those who don't listen will call until they obey."

"Then you haven't lost a fight?" Song Buzhi smiled, and began to find this posture quite interesting, and took the initiative to move towards discipline.

Discipline glanced at him: "I'm the boss, how can the boss lose. So at that time, my parents had other headaches, and my mother kept talking about how she gave birth to me."

"Isn't it now?" Song Buzhi said, "You look like this now, you can't see the mischievous appearance of your childhood at all."

More than not being able to see it, if the discipline didn't mention it, he wouldn't be able to imagine it at all.

"Something happened later, and it changed." Discipline said lightly.

Song Buzhi was keenly aware of the bitterness of discipline's words, and instinctively wanted to ask, but then thought that if he wanted to say it, he would take the initiative to say it. Since he didn't say it... let's wait for the day he wants to say it.

So Song Buzhi didn't ask.

Discipline still put one hand on his buttocks, touched his face with the other hand, and said: "Back to the topic-I am not disappointed in you, nor angry with you. I am not good, or I haven't given you enough. A sense of security, let you trust me. I am also a novice in love. If I make you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me directly. "

After a pause, the discipline said again: "What ideas and plans do you have? It doesn't matter if you just say it. I may object, but I will listen to you carefully. Let's find the best way together—like this time, you insist on Possession to Wang Yu's corpse, yes, I will object, but I know where you will go when I can't contact you, so I won't have to find someone to locate your mobile phone."

Song Buzhi's eyes became even redder after hearing him say such a long paragraph, but he said jokingly: "What if you object to my ideas and imprison me directly?"

Discipline raised his hand, patted his butt again, and said, "Can I imprison you?"

Song Buzhi made an exaggerated expression of pain, said "嗤", and then said rather triumphantly: "Yes, you imprisoned me, and I can get out by simply possessing me, hahaha——"

"Still laughing." Discipline scowled, "Continue to settle accounts."

Song Buzhi choked: "Uh, there are still accounts to settle?"

"Third," Discipline said, "you promised me not to use the possession ability unless it is absolutely necessary, but you used it yesterday, and the aftereffects are very serious."

What Discipline said was a little serious, but Song Buzhi somehow remembered Jin Dafa's little appearance when he was disobedient... So he imitated it, drooped his eyelids, and said aggrievedly: "I explained it just now... "

Discipline: "Yeah, I hear you."

Song Buzhi blinked, and took the initiative to speed up the process of settlement: "Is there a fourth?"

"Yes." Discipline said.

Song Buzhi: "What?"

Discipline is serious: "What's the note you gave me on your phone?"

"Ah?" The topic spanned a bit, and Song Buzhi was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Discipline raised his hand for the third time, patted his butt, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't remember what you wrote to me on your own phone?"

Song Buzhi blinked, blinked again, coughed lightly, and said, "Your full name."

Discipline: "Shall I grab your finger, unlock your phone, and flip it out for you to see?"

"Hey, no," Song Buzhi scratched his hair, "How do you know?"

They also don't have the habit of playing with each other's mobile phones... How can discipline be so clear and determined?

"You gave me your phone before you possessed a cat to chase Lu Haocai last time. While waiting for you, Chang Fei called." Discipline said, "I saw the note you gave him."

Song Buzhi: "Then you didn't make a call to my mobile phone, did you?"

Discipline: "Yes."

Song Buzhi: "..."

Okay, so it's so exposed... But, is this what discipline would do?

Discipline grabbed the body that was about to climb down, and raised his eyebrows: "So you want to explain what's going on with the note 'Mentally Disabled Disciplinary Team'?"

Song Buzhi: "Team Ji, you remember wrongly. What I noted was 'Smart Ji Squad', not 'Mentally Retarded'."

Discipline raised his hand for the fourth time, patted Song Buzhi's butt, and said, "Do you really think I'm mentally retarded?"

Song Buzhi looked at him pitifully: "Captain Ji, your butt is red, do you want to see it?"

Discipline is very upright and gentlemanly, unmoved: "Aren't you going to explain?"

Song Buzhi coughed lightly: "Explain, let me think about how to explain this..."

At the beginning, because he had a strong distrust of the police for no reason in his heart, and at the time he saw that the captain of Disciplinary was too young and handsome, he subconsciously thought that he became the captain because of some kind of relationship, commonly known as Go through the back door.So he self-servingly thought that discipline was just a relationship, and his ability was probably not very good.

"Besides, the first time we met, the situation was too tragic..." Song Buzhi had a horrible expression on his face, "I really didn't have a good impression of you at that time, and I wish I could stay away from you thousands of miles away immediately .”

"But it's different now, I like you now. Team Ji, I like you."