Netherworld Investigator

The seventh day of the first month of the lunar calendar is the day Nuwa made man.

Nearly six o'clock in the afternoon, the viewing platform of the Guangming Tower is crowded with tourists.In the underground parking lot, Wen Baifan stood sideways by the wall, and the convex mirror hanging high in the corner just reflected the exit of a private passage.

At [-]:[-], four men in black suits filed out from the door and got into four different cars one after another.

It wasn't until the last car shadow disappeared around the corner that Wen Baifan put on his mask, lowered his peaked cap, walked quickly to the iron gate of the private passage, and took out the key that had been prepared to open the locked iron gate.

An elevator appeared behind the door, looking around for no one, Wen Baifan took out a silver magnetic card and swiped it lightly on the sensor, and the elevator door opened in response.Wen Baifan stepped into the elevator in a flash, and there was nothing in the place where the floor button should have been, except for a palm-sized display screen. After clicking on the screen to activate it, a keyboard with disordered order appeared.He calmly recalled the series of complex numbers provided by Qiao Hengjing, and entered them carefully one by one.

Accompanied by two beeps, the elevator moved in response to the sound, rising rapidly and steadily, and Wen Baifan felt a slight tinnitus.After a full minute, the elevator stopped, the door opened slowly, Wen Baifan walked out, and a long and narrow corridor came into view.

The corridor was empty, but in a hidden corner above Wen Baifan's head, the blinking red electronic eyes were operating as usual.

At the same time, Wen Baifan put his hand into his coat pocket and pushed Luo Fei's specially made signal jammer switch for this camera.The model and location were provided by Qiao Hengjing, and the help he could give Wen Baifan ended here.

The door is narrow and the road is long, and the next step is up to him.

This is where She Fengwu was imprisoned.

Because his tolerance to anesthetics was different from ordinary people, he woke up much earlier than Zhao Ming expected.

Growing up in a place mixed with fish and dragons, She Fengwu's adaptability is very fast. Taking advantage of the gap without guards, he pulled out the iron wire hidden in the sole of his shoe, and it didn't take much effort to pry open the shackles on his body.

Twenty years ago, this place was not a place composed of high-tech and cutting-edge technology facilities like it is now, but it was not so lax in defense that She Fengwu could enter and exit freely.

He wandered among the maze-like rooms for a long time, but was finally intercepted in the corridor.

This omission made Zhao Ming feel angry and helpless, maybe Qiao Hengjing was right, he couldn't let this evil stay here anymore, God knows what he would do to escape.

So he waved his hand and let Qiao Hengjing clean the memory of She Fengwu.

What Zhao Ming didn't know was that during the few hours when She Fengwu disappeared, he was able to shrink his bones and crawled around the ventilation ducts between the walls.

When looking out from one of the vents, She Fengwu accidentally discovered such a room. From the location of the pipes, it was inferred that it was at the end of the long corridor. The room had only four walls and a metal operating table in the middle. Lie on your back with your eyes closed.

Wen Baifan stood in the room at the end of the corridor, raised his black-gloved hand from his side, and carefully placed a small device similar to a USB flash drive to the interface on the door.

And in the corner of the dining area downstairs, Luo Fei put his hands on the keyboard of the notebook and "clicked" and flew, trying to crack the dynamic password of this door.

Time passed minute by minute, Wen Baifan stared closely at a series of rapidly changing numbers across a small display screen on the door.

Twenty years have passed, will Wen Yue still be there?

It can't be still there.If not, then what is waiting for him behind this door?

"Who is it?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded like thunder from behind, Wen Baifan's eyes instantly became sharp, and a trace of hot and cold emotion flashed in his pupils.

The surrounding air is like a taut string.

Suddenly I heard another person say unhurriedly: "Don't be nervous, I brought him here."

This familiar voice...Wen Baifan stood on the spot as if under a holding spell.

The man with a hoarse voice was still a little hesitant, but his tone was very respectful: "This... we have never allowed outsiders to enter here... Besides, you have never allowed anyone to approach this room..."

"Are you going to teach me how to do things?" The man's tone became completely cold.

The man was overwhelmed by his aura, so he didn't dare to say anything more, "Then I'll leave first, Mr. Zhao."

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Wen Baifan slowly turned around, looking at the person behind him with flickering eyes.

"I can forgive you for other things, but this time..." The other party took a step closer and put his hand on the back of Wen Baifan's neck, "You are really disobedient."

Wen Baifan wanted to defend himself, and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, the man lowered his head and lightly pecked his lips.

"You should be punished." The man spat out two words in a light tone.

The back of Wen Baifan's head went numb, and the murderous aura gathered around him dissipated, and the charming aura was like a slippery snake, swimming up against his back.

He glared at the man in shock and anger, "Why don't you explain, Mister Zhao?"

"A little trick." Qiao Kejun pointed his temples with both fingers together, and waved lightly into the air, implying that creating instant hallucinations is also a kind of his superpower. "You can't fool electronic eyes, but you can fool people's eyes in a short time."

Wen Baifan cooperatively showed an expression of admiration, and then he ate a chestnut on his forehead.

Qiao Kejun lowered his voice: "That's why I've been reluctant to tell you everything, because I'm afraid that you will act rashly."

"I'm all prepared..." Wen Baifan explained without confidence.

Qiao Kejun's chest rose and fell rapidly for a moment, and he said coldly: "It seems that you should discuss with me before going into danger, no, even notifying me is not part of your preparations."

Wen Baifan remained silent.

Qiao Kejun said again: "This place is Zhao Ming's most important stronghold. He spent decades deploying it. Even my dad can't guarantee that he knows everything here. In case you are discovered , what will be the consequences, have you thought about it?"

The worst thing is death, Wen Baifan thought a little angrily in his heart.

Having been deceived and fooled for half of his life, when he suddenly woke up, his mind was filled with anger, helplessness, frustration, and sadness, all kinds of emotions, and finally twisted into a desperate despair.

In the past few days, he seemed to be calmly planning everything. Apart from the gnawing paranoia and monstrous hatred in his heart, it seemed that there was no other person or thing that could shake his heart at all.

However, at this moment, seeing Qiao Kejun's cold face that couldn't hide his worry, Wen Baifan's inner wall seemed to have collapsed, and he suddenly realized his cruelty.

He quickly smiled and said: "I thought about it, I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would worry. It doesn't matter if I get hurt, but you are different." What Wen Baifan meant was that he had a special constitution, even if he was hurt can bear.

Qiao Kejun called out his name.

Wen Baifan replied blankly.

Qiao Kejun said indifferently: "Learn to rely on me."

"Beforehand, I didn't hear anything!" Luo Fei's voice suddenly sounded through the Bluetooth headset, "But I just want to remind you that the door lock code has been cracked, so it's not too late."

Facts have proved that Brother Luo Fei is really reliable.

After entering the last number, a soft blue light appeared on the screen, and the word "pass" appeared, and there was a slight sound from the lock tongue.

Wen Baifan held his breath, raised his slightly trembling hand, and pushed open the door.

The scene inside the house was about to appear in front of his eyes, Qiao Kejun suddenly moved, and suddenly bumped Wen Baifan who was standing beside him to the side.

Wen Baifan quickly came back to his senses, and looked at Qiao Kejun's arm grazed by bullets with a stiff face.

Both the windbreaker and the sweater were torn, exposing a small piece of blood-oozing skin.

"It doesn't matter, skin trauma." Qiao Kejun whispered.

Luo Fei's voice came again from the earphones: "The Trojan horse program has triggered the security mechanism, get out quickly, I have monitored that those four cars in black suits have already driven back, according to the road conditions and speed, you must be within 8 minutes Leave the scene, otherwise there is a high chance of a head-on encounter."

Wen Baifan glanced at the closed door, then at Qiao Kejun's wound, and gritted his teeth: "Withdrawal, I've been waiting for 20 years, it's not too late."

Wen Baifan put the unused gauze, cotton wool and hydrogen peroxide back into the medicine box, and told Qiao Kejun: "Remember to change the dressing on time, don't get wet."

Qiao Kejun raised his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile.

Wen Baifan sighed: "Okay, I will remember to change your medicine on time."

"What else?" Qiao Kejun raised his eyebrows.

"I'll also put on plastic wrap for you before you take a bath...Okay," Wen Baifan said vaguely with a defeated look, "I, I'll wash it for you."

"You are not allowed to use your hands." Qiao Kejun pushed forward.

Wen Baifan was dumbfounded, his face flushed, and he said angrily: "What have you been pretending to be in your mind all day long!"

Qiao Kejun spit out eight words lightly: "□□fantasy, shameless thoughts."

When being pressed on the bed to make out, Wen Baifan felt as if he had become a bone held in the mouth of a wild animal.

He cursed angrily in his heart, and he usually pretended to be a flower of Gaoling, but it turned out to be a lie!

Look at his hungry appearance, like a dog that hasn't eaten meat for many days!

"Three days." Qiao Kejun rubbed Wen Baifan's collarbone with his cool nose.

Wen Baifan snorted softly: "Then you haven't eaten meat in the past 30 years or so."

"I can..." Qiao Kejun put his hand into Wen Baifan's loose pajamas, and demonstrated the silenced movement.

Wen Baifan's breathing became rapid for a moment, and he almost couldn't control his obscene voice, but panted unwillingly and retorted: "Then you can't masturbate right now?"

"No." Qiao Kejun chuckled, "Because I have a partner, I have to pamper him."

I do not know how long it has been.

Wen Baifan recovered his breath, turned over, and lay down tiredly.

Turning his face to the side, he couldn't help biting Qiao Kejun's shoulder. The elastic and smooth skin really made the teeth itch. "Since you love him, do you know that your partner is in a bad mood?"

Qiao Kejun asked cooperatively, "Why is he in a bad mood?"

Wen Baifan pursed his lips, and there was a childish tone in his tone that he didn't realize: "Because he didn't find his father."

"It's my fault. If I wasn't injured, he wouldn't have to give up halfway."

Qiao Kejun's self-reproach made Wen Baifan uneasy, and he quickly said, "It's your fault, if it wasn't for his own initiative, it wouldn't hurt you."

"No, it's my fault, in order to make up for my fault..." Qiao Kejun paused, whispering in Wen Baifan's ear, and said in a tone that made people's faces beat, "Come, call Dad."

"What?" Wen Baifan thought he had heard it wrong at first, but when he realized it, he was shocked by Qiao Kejun's shamelessness.

What the hell kind of fun is that.

"I do not!"

The warm breath invaded his earlobe and collarbone one after another, lingered in his chest, and then meandered down, and the more and more rapid panting revealed the addiction and loss of control of each other.

Qiao Kejun urged vaguely: "Hurry up."

"Do not……"

As if unable to bear such intense pleasure, teardrops slipped from the corners of Wen Baifan's eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but Wen Baifan finally recovered, lying on his back on the bed exhaustedly, he didn't even bother to move his fingers.His mind finally came to his senses, and he recalled the moment when he was speechless just now, and a blush crept up his cheeks quietly.

His glasses were taken off, his vision was blurred, and his misty eyes looked blurred and confusing under the light.

Qiao Kejun leaned on the pillow with one hand, and pressed his whole body on Wen Baifan's body. After looking at him carefully for a moment, he said with a smile, "It looks like a different person without glasses."

"Well……"

"The time with Wang Zong was the first time Qiao Xin saw you. He said that you didn't wear glasses that day."

"Well, wear invisibility for missions." Wen Baifan yawned and replied wearily.

Qiao Kejun kissed his trembling eyelashes, and said with a smile: "Well, from now on, just take it off in front of me alone."

The night is dark and beautiful, and the air in early spring is filled with a sense of soft moisture.

Qiao Kejun straightened up, bent down again, and gently tucked in the quilt for the sleepy man.

Chapter [-] The Price of Fame