Precision sniper

M country.

JOK pushed open the door of the room, lay down on the sofa casually, and glanced at the mixed-race man, "Jie, I saw someone I know today."

"Oh?" The man called "Jie" seemed not interested in perfunctory.

"Also your acquaintance." JOK straightened up and said interestingly.

"Oh?" Jie continued to perfunctory, without even raising his eyelids.

"You don't want to know who he is?" JOK frowned displeased.

"Jin, I'm not interested." Jie said softly, with no waves in his tone. JOK curled his lips, he knew that once this person called his last name, he knew he was unhappy, so he stopped asking.

"Is he satisfied with the meeting ceremony?" Jie's eyes shone with excitement, like a child looking forward to a lollipop.

"...Very satisfied, but not gentle enough." JOK was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about his words, he answered, "You really don't want to know who he is?"

Jie's eyes seemed to reflect the stars, looking at JOK, his cherry-like thin lips parted slightly, "Don't you think the game behind a veil is very interesting?"

At this time, a person opened the door and came in, breaking the conversation between the two. Jie greeted softly, "Tao, you are back."

"Hmm." Hua Tao took off the black plastic gloves on his hands and said irritably, "That person is really difficult to deal with."

"You rarely have opponents." JOK looked at him humorously.

"Yes, except for that kid five years ago, I have never met anyone who can stand against me for a night." Hua Tao pondered thoughtfully.

JOK shrugged, and glanced at Jie half-seeingly, "What if it's him."

Hua Tao spread his hands helplessly, "Ghost knows, but this kid is so interesting, I feel like I'm in love with him."

JOK rolled his eyes, "You see one and love the other."

***

With this appearance, Zhan Yang resolutely didn't want to go back to the City Bureau for Gu Yu to see, so he went back to his private villa in Luyu City.

Yu Chi got off the helicopter with Zhan Yang, looked at the huge yard, and reached out to touch Zhan Yang's trouser pocket, "Where's the key?"

"..." Zhan Yang looked at Yu Chi's salty pig's trotters with a complicated expression, "Where should I touch it? Take advantage of the opportunity?"

"..." Yu Chi rolled his eyes, "Yes, I covet your beauty, tell me where the key is."

Zhan Yang was amused, "Scrub your face."

Yu Chi: "..." Damn it.

"Fuck you, why didn't you say it earlier?" Yu Chi gritted his teeth.

"You didn't ask, at this moment you still miss Grandpa Ren." Zhan Yang didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes anymore.

After entering the room, Yu Chi put Zhan Yang on the sofa, "Where's the medicine box?"

"Under the coffee table." Zhan Yang was lying on the sofa as if he had no bones, he had a severe headache, he was too lazy to open his mouth, he answered vaguely, turned over on the sofa, facing the inside.

Yu Chi rummaged through the cabinets for a while, and finally found the medicine box. Seeing Zhan Yang's appearance, his heart softened—people who like to sleep like this are generally insecure. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously. It turned out that this person After taking off the hard shell, he is still such a soft person.

"Get up and take the medicine, or you will get an infection." Yu Chi said softly.

"...Don't bother me." Zhan Yang was confused.

"Zhan Yang!" Yu Chi was a little annoyed.

"..." Zhan Yang didn't speak or move.

Yu Chi sighed helplessly, bent down and pulled the arm covering Zhang Yang's head, and lightly lifted the cloth strip on his head.

"Hiss—" The coagulated blood stained his head, and when he opened it, Zhan Yang gasped in pain and got up from the sofa.

Yu Chi glanced at Zhan Yang, "I didn't hear you hissing at the beginning, but now you're being hypocritical."

"Fuck your grandma, I'm not mentally prepared right now." Zhan Yang fended off Yu Chi's trotters, and began to tear them apart with his hands.

Yu Chi turned around to cut the gauze, poured hydrogen peroxide, "disinfect first."

"Well," Zhan Yang took the gauze and handed it to Yu Chi, raising his eyebrows, "I have eyes on my head?"

"..." Yu Chi sighed and took the gauze.

"Don't go back to the game." Zhan Yang looked at Yu Chi for a while, then said suddenly.

"???" Yu Chi raised his eyebrows.

"If you go back alone, I'm afraid that Gu Yu will eat you up." Zhan Yang said solemnly.

"..." Yu Chi sighed inaudibly, and said absently, "You and Gu Yu don't act like boyfriends all day long..."

"..." Zhan Yang looked at Yu Chi jokingly, and said, "Why are you talking about this? You don't have a boyfriend?"

"..." Yu Chi glanced at Zhan Yang, not knowing how to answer the words, so he tried his best...

"Hiss—you dog!"

***

Gu Yu stared at the black screen of the computer with sharp eyes, squinted his eyes when he saw the four characters on the screen, picked up the mobile phone at hand, and made a call.

Zhan Yang was startled by the vibration of the phone in his pocket, took it out and saw the notes on the screen, his face turned dark, and he answered the phone, "What's wrong?"

"You're back?" Gu Yu's tone was flat.

"..." Zhan Yang was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, "Yes."

"I've found out who the person who lives in Luyu City is." Gu Yu's heavy voice came to Cheng Yang's ears through the phone, "His original name is Hua Tao, and he's from Viper's side. I can't find it yet. With his position, it seems that this case can only be settled with Liu Jun."

"...Well." Zhan Yang didn't want to say anything, so he could only respond like this.

He knows poisonous snakes. If he didn't come out to meet you himself, he would not let you find any clues from now until the universe is destroyed.

"Are you injured?" Gu Yu changed the topic, Zhan Yang was caught off guard by the question.

"It's okay, a little injury." Zhan Yang sighed silently.

"Where's the shark's fin?" Gu Yu frowned displeased.

"In the kitchen." Zhan Yang subconsciously glanced at the busy figure in the kitchen.

"Ah! He finally figured out that he's going to stew himself?" Gu Yu's tone and style of painting suddenly changed, his face changing faster than turning the pages of a book.

"..." Zhan Yang slightly rolled his eyes and hung up the phone.

Gu Yu looked at the hung up phone with a complicated expression, curled his lips, "If you have a wife, forget about your brother, heh—a man."

Yu Chi put the menu on the fire while boiling the water, and nodded heavily as he looked at it. Seeing that he was studying it seriously, those who didn’t know thought he was studying some Nobel-level philosophical problem.

Zhan Yang took a leisurely sip of his tea, his eyes drifted around the kitchen after a while, seeing Yu Chi's seriously retarded face, he couldn't help laughing until his face twitched.

After cooking porridge and starting to cook vegetables, Yu Chi wished he had four pairs of eyes, one pair of eyes could not see through.

I poured oil into it, and cut a chopped green onion. When the chopped green onion was put in, the whole pan sprayed with oil. I was so frightened that I flinched far away, and tentatively probed into the pot with the hand holding the spatula.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Yang smiled, put down the book in his hand and walked over, "I'll come."

Yu Chi glanced at him gloomyly, and growled, "Sit back, this is my first time cooking."

Zhan Yang became interested again, and looked at him jokingly, "Captain Yu's first time was not for his wife."

"..." The more Yu Chi heard the words, the more he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was weird, so he frowned and urged, "Go back and sit down."

"Yeah." The smile on the corner of Zhan Yang's mouth has not faded, and he agrees softly.

About 10 minutes later, Yu Chi came out with two dishes, put them on the dining table, glanced at Zhan Yang and said, "Eat."

"Yeah." Zhan Yang stood up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to get the dishes.

When he came back and saw the two dishes, he looked at Yu Chi with a complicated expression and raised his eyebrows.

"Look | the bomb didn't kill me, don't tell me you want to poison me?" Zhan Yang joked, but he still opened his seat and sat down.

Yu Chi frowned, glanced around the dishes he was cooking, with a confused look on his face: "I obviously followed the recipe."

"Pfft—" Zhan Yang was amused, and reached out his hand to pick up a carrot that had been dyed with soy sauce and a bunch of unknown seasonings, and put it into his mouth. Yu Chi watched his reaction nervously.

The salty and slightly sweet taste stimulates the taste buds, but it is not unpalatable, but has a unique taste that has not been touched before.

"Barely passed the test." Zhan Yang glanced at Yu Chi with his crooked eyes.

Yu Chi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"I'm not picky." Zhan Yang turned his malicious gaze around Yu Chi's body for a while and then calmly retracted it.

Yu Chi thought he was talking about rice, and nodded in agreement.

The smiles in Zhan Yang's eyes were overflowing.

After dinner, night had already enveloped the whole city, and Zhan Yang's villa was far away from the urban area, so it looked quiet and cold.

"Stay here tonight." Zhan Yang looked at the sky and said solemnly.

"Well, that's the only way to go." Yu Chi shrugged, he was busy all the time, and he didn't pay attention to the design of Zhan Yang's room: the European decoration style, the huge crystal chandelier made the whole living room look luxurious but not so exaggerated, the log color The floor is very relaxing, and there is a black and white mural on the wall, which is framed by a thick metal frame. The stairs leading to the second floor are also covered with murals.

The messy parts depicted in black pen and ink in the painting are like countless outstretched hands, scrambling to chase something.

Yu Chi can't appreciate such paintings, he only knows that the murals in the living room look very depressing... It's indescribably weird, but it gives people a very realistic feeling. and unseen things—for example, truth and belief.

Zhan Yang came over with a glass of water, handed it to Yu Chi, and pulled Yu Chi's thoughts back from the painting

Zhan Yang glanced at the painting lightly, and didn't explain, but asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Yu Chi didn't answer.

"Go upstairs." Zhan Yang put down his water glass, turned around and went upstairs.

Yu Chi watched Zhan Yang's back disappear around the corner, and quickly took out his mobile phone to find the source of the painting. The painting was completed in the [-]th century, and it was created with the theme of St. Anthony. The main idea is to stick to beliefs and beliefs.

"Come up quickly." Zhan Yang pressed impatiently on the handrail of the stairs.

"Yeah." Yu Chi put away the phone calmly.

"Do you understand?" Zhan Yang asked plainly, Yu Chi was taken aback by this question and stopped in his tracks, only later did he realize that he was asking about the painting.

"...No." Yu Chi's words seemed to be twirling around on his tongue, ambiguous.

"Don't you think those outstretched hands are very sad?" Zhan Yang glanced at him casually, "Struggling out of the abyss desperately, wanting to touch the light, although it's close at hand, but can't touch it, it's so close .It’s like something empty like the truth...you know what’s behind it, but you don’t have the ability to expose it, isn’t it ironic?”

"..." Yu Chi knew that he was referring to the mastermind this time, and didn't know how to reply, so he had to promise, "Kidd said a word, 'Victory is justice', so I believe we will win. "

Zhan Yang quietly looked away from Yu Chi, turned around and walked into the room.