Darkest Action

Sex has never been a problem for Yao Yixian, it's just that he has been served by others so much that it is rare to use it.His tongue is dexterous and soft, and he can adjust the most dizzying lust. He doesn't need love, he doesn't need feelings, all he wants is the pleasure that comes and goes quickly.

After the turbulence, it boiled again.

An Lan's consciousness finally relaxed a little. He supported Yao Yixian's waist with one hand, separated his legs, and embedded him in his lower abdomen.A kind of extreme pleasure and pain came from the lower body, Yao Yixian instinctively touched the coat pocket spread on the bed, and before he could take out the gun that never left his body, An Lan grabbed his hand.

"Change the revolver, the bullet won't explode. If you use the Type 92 with your temperament, a few more people will die in your hands." An Lan emptied the magazine with one hand while talking.

A mirror of the same size was hung above the bed. An Lan looked at the body stuck to him, white, seductive, twisted like a snake.The room was filled with groans and gasps, An Lan blinked, and the two entangled people in the mirror turned into him and Qi Rui.

Oh, what a daydream!

An Lan closed her eyes and laughed at herself.

Half the night of happiness is over in a blink of an eye, An Lan has no intention of spending the night with Yao Yixian, and puts on her clothes on her own.

"Don't you want to leave a phone number?" Yao Yixian asked.

"No need." An Lan didn't even look back, "I don't expect you to have any feelings for me."

"You want to accept Meng Ran?"

This question finally made An Lan turn around: "Speaking of which, I don't like Meng Ran very much, but I still have no interest in being with you." The face came, and it was as cold as ice: "Let's go."

The Kingsize double bed obviously still had the atmosphere of indulgence, but Yao Yixian's heart began to feel lonely and empty again.

White hands took out a small iron box from the uniform, Yao Yixian poured out a few brightly colored pills, and swallowed them up.He was lying on his back, as if he saw someone in the mirror above him pressing down on him and kissing passionately.Soon, the pleasure came in waves like a tide, and his thin body was entangled between the sheets and quilts, and he laughed nervously.

After the climax, Yao Yixian slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly found a face that was exactly like his own hanging above him. He tried to reach out, but his body sank weakly, and he couldn't reach it after all. He tried his best to open his mouth and shouted hoarsely. A name: "Yiyan..."

However, no matter how he tried to keep it, that image still disappeared into the other side of the mirror until it disappeared.

Yao Yixian suddenly wanted to take the gun and collapsed the mirror above, as if it would not take away Yiyan, and would not wake him up from the hallucination so quickly.

After entering the Public Security University, Yao Yixian sent his first police uniform to the UK, fulfilling the expectations of his brother when he was young.It's just that he didn't expect that when he saw the police uniform again, it would already be stained with Yiyan's blood.

When he received the overseas call, he was hanging out with his new artist boyfriend in the hotel, and the situation was turning upside down.The mother's cry mixed with the man's panting echoed in his ears.

The moment he heard the bad news, the phone slipped from his cheek, and his body was still heaving together, but he lost his life in an instant, as if what was going on was a rape.Tears rolled down that perfect cheek silently, and he said in a calm and indifferent voice: "Get up..."

The man on the body didn't understand the meaning, and was still trapped in his body.

The next moment, Yao Yixian straightened up suddenly, held the 92-style on the bedside, pulled the safety off, and pointed at the other party: "If you don't get lost, believe it or not, I'll kill you with one shot?!"

The other party ran away disheveled, Yao Yixian curled up on the bedside, trembling intermittently, he hugged his knees, as if it was the end of the world.

Who is Yiyan?

Yiyan is the twin brother of his one-egg sibling, the spiritual pillar he misses endlessly after being separated for many years; Yiyan is even his only hope to get rid of the terrible emotions such as world-weariness, self-mutilation, and destruction.But now, with Yiyan dead, all hope is wiped out in an instant.

That night, Yao Yixian put on his clothes and left the hotel alone. He walked along the street one after another, his body was plunged into darkness and immersed in light, as if he had walked from life to death, and from death to back again. born.

He couldn't even attend Yiyan's funeral. The reason was that he held an important position in the party and government agencies. His superiors said that he went abroad for non-official business for personal reasons. The internal review process has always been complicated.In front of the approving leaders, Yao Yixian took off his navy blue uniform and slammed it on the table: "Fuck you! Whoever loves to be a policeman should go!"

Afterwards, high-level officials from the Ministry of Public Security came and severely punished him for his presumptuous behavior.The application to go abroad was rejected, and the organization asked him to continue working in his original post, which aroused the work mood of other police officers.

What are you working on?Drive what?

He hasn't been a good policeman for a long time!He wanted to fly to England immediately to see his brother for the last time, something that ordinary people could easily do, but he couldn't because he was a policeman!

As an adult, Yao Yixian knelt down in front of Yao Yongchang for the first time, begging him to let him go abroad smoothly.However, Yao Yongchang replied to him: "Do you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at us? Are the dead or the living important now? Ah?!"

When the ban on the organization was lifted and he arrived in London after all the hard work, it was already the rainy season three years later.Yao Yixian walked into the villa where Yiyan had lived for more than ten years. He sat at his desk and flipped through the books he had read. In the closet, I saw the original police uniform. The police number starts with an X, which is the specific symbol of a police cadet.

Unwashed blood remained on the police uniform. I heard from my mother that whenever Yan’s drug addiction broke out, he would take out the uniform and look at it. As long as he thought that he was suffering for his younger brother, he would be able to get through it smoothly.The blood on the police uniform was caused by one time when he lost consciousness, bit his tongue, and spattered blood.

Yao Yixian caressed the mottled blood, and seeing that his clothes were suddenly wet, he raised his hand to wipe his face, and was surprised that tears were pouring down like rain.He turned on Yiyan's computer and visited all the websites he had visited based on cookies.He found his facebook, looked at the first diary a few years ago, read it all night, until he saw the last update a week before Yiyan's death.

At dawn, Yao Yixian turned off the computer, and there were no more tears in his eyes, but they were more gloomy than before.He made a phone call, despite the fact that it was late at night on the other side of the world.

"Help me find out about a Huangjiang policeman named Meng Ran, and tell me everything about the police station he is in, his current position, his police history, and who his superior is."

Memories jumped into reality, at this moment Yao Yixian got out of bed, he walked to the mirror in the room, stroked the face of the person in the mirror, and said very gently: "Don't worry, the person you love the most, I will definitely help you." you got it!"

Then, he dialed Yu Ning's cell phone, and didn't speak at first, until Yu Ning got anxious and asked what happened, he said quietly: "I dreamed about Yiyan, can you...can you come and accompany me? "

As soon as I entered the house, I plunged into Yu Ning's arms. The Minister of Tucao arrived, and I was so busy that I was on my way. From morning to midnight, the whole process of security did not rest for a moment.

He touched my forehead: "Not good! Why is it so hot, don't have a fever."

Yu Ning hurriedly pushed me to sit on the sofa, and brought me a thermometer to measure it, good guy, it's 39.5 degrees!

When he saw it, he became anxious: "Shall I take you to the hospital to hang water?"

"I'm still at work tomorrow, so don't worry about it." I shook my head, "Is there anything to eat? I'll eat something and sleep, and I'll be fine tomorrow morning."

Yu Ning hurriedly went to get a bowl of noodles and greeted me to eat. He sat opposite me and looked at me: "When you finish eating, leave the bowls and chopsticks, don't clean up. I put the antipyretics on the bedside table for you, remember Eat, I...I have to go to the company to work overtime."

"Huh? It's already midnight, why are you still working overtime?" I asked after taking a sip of noodles.

"Isn't it almost the end of the year? I'm in a hurry to catch up with some plans for next year." Yu Ning stammered, "Well, you take the medicine and go to bed early. I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Okay, then you go." I remembered the safflower sent by Qi Xiaofeng, and immediately took it out of the bag to Yu Ning: "This is the Iranian safflower sent by Xiaofeng, and the effect of promoting blood circulation is very good. You have to follow the plan all day long." The computer, isn't it uncomfortable in the shoulder and neck, take it to the company for a drink."

Yu Ning took the safflower, and turned to me politely: "Xiaofeng gave it to you, so you can keep it. You practiced so hard, does your arm still hurt?"

"What I do is physical work. It's not so precious. It doesn't hurt long ago. You can drink it." I smiled at Yu Ning, "By the way, I have visited your office building. It is high-end. High-end, but now thieves are also taking the high-end route. Suits and leather shoes are mixed in, and mobile phones, wallets, and notebooks can be brought together. Next week, I will organize a meeting for the property management in your building to implement the entry and exit registration system. And you The car insurance is about to expire, and I made an appointment with someone to discuss renewal in a few days."

Yu Ning kept looking at me, his eyes were still extremely blurred, which made me feel a little guilty.Then, he said with emotion: "Meng Meng, you are so kind to me..."

Immediately, I got goosebumps all over my body: "Why are you so lyrical, hurry up and work overtime, don't delay things."

Yu Ning took off his glasses, lifted my cheeks and kissed me, his tongue kept touching me, I felt that if this kiss continued like this, it wouldn't be just a matter of kissing and hugging. .

"Don't make trouble, I still have a fever, don't pass it on to you."

Yu Ning was pushed away by me, he hesitated: "How about, I'd better not go to the company."

"Go, why don't you go? It's not that I can't take care of myself. I'm grateful from the bottom of my heart for your agreement with Kaoshite. Now that I support you to work overtime, there's nothing I can't understand."

Tonight Yu Ning seems to be very hypocritical, he took a deep breath and said: "You continue to eat, I will make a phone call, if it can be handled, I will not go to work overtime, and stay at home with you." Entered the room and closed the door.

Yao Yixian received a call from Yu Ning, the voice on the phone was full of entanglement and apology, Yu Ning said: "I'm sorry, Yixian, Meng Ran is ill, I really can't leave. Go to bed early, too. If you need anything later, just tell me, I will come to accompany you again in two days..."

Yao Yixian hung up the phone, and suddenly swept away everything on the desk.Under the desk lamp, his face was half-lit and half-dark, and a sinister aura refracted from him, like a sharp weapon, only to see blood when it was cut.

Hurry up and fall in love with each other.The crimes that Yiyan has suffered, next, none of you can escape!

Yao Yixian said silently in his heart.

When I went to the office early in the morning, Qi Rui asked me to have a meeting with the listing bureau.Ordinarily, only the senior officials of the branch bureau can attend the city bureau meetings. It's okay for him to go, but it's a bit inappropriate for me to go.I joked that it was like a seventh-rank official bringing a yamen servant.

Qi Rui smiled back at me: "You think I'm a petty official."

I secretly scolded myself for being thoughtless, and I stopped talking, and immediately followed.

Fast forward to the meeting hall of the city bureau, I saw Qi Rui's older brother Qi Feng, and others were greeting him attentively: "Master Feng, you are here!"

"Feng Ye" is Qi Feng's official nickname.Qi Feng has a very violent temper and is almost harsh to his subordinates. If you catch him and ask him a few questions, you will sweat. Under his governance, Huangjiang City has kept the incidence of criminal and major crimes at the lowest level in the country for three consecutive years.

Qi Feng is almost young, and he has a wife, the daughter of the party secretary of Zhejiang Province. The relatively obvious political marriage has added another wing to the Qi family's power in the Yangtze River Delta.

Qi Feng saw Qi Rui, nodded to his younger brother, and then seemed to greet the one behind us.When I turned around, it was An Lan who came over, but An Lan ignored him, and walked up to him without looking sideways.

In the conference hall, there were white shirts all over the place, and the chiefs of 16 bureaus of Huangjiang City, as well as the top leaders of the city special, criminal investigation, economic investigation, and traffic police gathered together.

Among the participants, only Yao Yixian, Qi Rui and I were wearing blue shirts. The white and blue colors represent the difference in identity and status. Only me.

Yao Yongchang and Qi Zeyang came, and everyone stood up to greet them.After the two bosses were seated, An Lan took out the lighter and stepped forward to light a cigarette for Qi Zeyang.Few of the police officers do not smoke, but there is an unwritten rule in the official world, but whoever can smoke on the conference table must be the one who has the most say on this long table.