After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

Trouble," Jian Wuyu didn't appreciate it at all, she looked at Bian Boxian coldly, "There's no need—"

"Boss, don't you come to eat?" A police officer from the forensic department shouted towards the second floor, "It's getting cold!"

What Jian Wuyu was about to say was choked by this moment, but Shi Yi replied very shamelessly: "Come right away, you guys eat first, save some for us!"

Bian Boxian smiled and looked at her with crooked eyes, with an innocent face, but his eyes were full of leisure.

What to do, eat everything.

Jian Wuyu took a breath, and suddenly realized that the current situation was very different from when they first met. Back then, Bian Boxian was the one who was teased by her, but now he was the one who was treated as unspeakable by Bian Boxian.

Baekhyun, cut the black.

the dead are dead

"I will not eat."

Declining all of Bian Boxian's kindness, Jian Wuyu looked at Bian Boxian with cold gray eyes, but Bian Boxian just smiled back, the two just looked at each other, neither of them backed down.

Police uniform and T-shirt, indifference and gentleness, invisible contradictions stir between the two.

The atmosphere was as stagnant as cement solidified.

"Um...ah, tsk, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

After Jian Wuyu glanced lightly, Shi Yi scratched the back of his head, looked at the ceiling with nothing, then looked at his own soiled shoe toe, and said to himself while touching his stomach, "I'm a little hungry." It's gone" and turned around, first took a few steps slowly, then quickened the pace, and fled.

"Officer Shi, go slowly." Bian Baekhyun smiled and said to Shi Yi's back, his smile was polite and kind.

Shi Yi didn't look back, and waved his hand carelessly.

The infrastructure of the police station was in good condition, and the corridors were well lit, but the light fell on the two of them, like water falling on a feather, and slipped away without seeping through.

"You owe me two meals," Bian Baekhyun turned his head, his eyelids half drooped contemptuously, his eyes were seductive and dangerous like a sea monster grabbing a sailor's mind, he said to Jian Wuyu, "Officer Lin."

Every time Jian Wuyu heard him pronounce "Officer Lin" in a straight voice, he always felt that he could hear a bit of sarcasm, as if he was trying to see through some secret, with a sharp edge.

But take a closer look, he is smiling so gently and kindly, the light in his eyes is soft and bright, his voice is slightly hoarse, at just the right volume.

Jian Wuyu pulled up the corners of his mouth to show an official and polite smile, and said in a serious and calm tone, "You're joking, Mr. Bian, so why bother?"

Facing the straightforward denial, Bian Boxian rolled his eyes, imitating Jian Wuyu's respectful words: "You, forgot?"

Jian Wuyu frowned slightly, showing just enough confusion and confusion: "I'm sorry, Mr. Bian, I really don't understand what you are talking about."

Bian Boxian's eyes were even more curved, and he glanced suggestively at the people's heads surrounded by food downstairs, with his forearms propped on the railing, looking relaxed.

Jian Wuyu's face remained unchanged: "I didn't eat."

Whether it was the barbecue last time or the takeaway this time, she didn't eat it. This is a fact.

Iron defense, in a sense, is a major challenge that Bian Baekhyun has encountered in his life. Logically speaking, the woman he wants to get closer to has never treated him so indifferently.

He knows his strengths and weaknesses, he knows his so-called "Su point", and he also knows that he is the most doting when he smiles with his eyes bent and his lips pursed.

"Officer Lin," Bian Boxian sighed lightly with his head down, looked up at Jian Wuyu and said casually, "It doesn't matter if you have eaten or not, because it was bought for you, an excuse to see you."

The straight ball caught people off guard.

Jian Wuyu's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes were full of inquiry and suspicion. She even tensed her muscles slightly, and the red alarm sounded all over her body.

It took a second to think from the conviction of "sure enough that he doubts me" to the vigilance of "what does he want to do again".

From Bian Boxian's point of view, Jian Wuyu just looked at him, calm and indifferent, and after a second, she spoke, as a policeman, doing her duty: "Are you in any trouble? What's the matter?" Can I help you?"

Bian Baekhyun's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help licking his dry lips.

He can't break through this iron wall.

Jian Wuyu's smile was flawless, and she stared at Bian Boxian: "Mr. Bian, you don't have to be so polite. As a policeman, I have an obligation to serve the people."

"Officer Lin," Bian Baekhyun squinted, "what I want is not your fulfillment of your obligations."

They all know each other.

"I don't like Mr. Bian going around in circles," Jian Wuyu touched the back molars with the tip of his tongue, and said, "I understand that you're testing me—you can tell me what your intentions are."

"Intent." Bian Baekxian smiled inexplicably, "This word is rarely used. Police Officer Lin's diction habits are very similar to a person I know."

Jian Wuyu stared at him without saying a word.

"What do you think he wants." Bian Baexian lowered his eyes halfway, and looked along the corridor to the end that was swallowed up, as if he saw everything, but also seemed to see nothing clearly, determined and stubborn.

He turned his head and smiled at Jian Wuyu, with vague gray emotions showing in that subtle smile: "Do you want me to die?"

That is not a smile that can be revealed under the shadow of death. That kind of smile is a little arrogant, a little mocking, a little pretentious, and it uses all the derogatory words, but it achieves a commendatory meaning.

Jian Wuyu stared at him blankly, looking into his eyes.

At that moment, Jian Wuyu seemed to see in the young man's eyes some kind of desire that resonated with him, deeply, frankly, and fearlessly, wanting to live and face death.

"Mr. Bian." Jian Wuyu said hoarsely, but it didn't take away the sternness and warning in her eyes, "Please trust the police and don't act without authorization."

Bian Baekhyun smiled lightly at her: "I am his ultimate goal."

Jian Wuyu knew who the "he" Bian Boxian referred to was very clear in her heart, her heart tightened little by little, and for a moment she even felt that when the lights went out, she couldn't catch the person in front of her.

"Seul Gi and Jae Ji hyung are because of my injury," Byun Baekhyun said in a steady rhythm, because there is no emotion, which makes people more disturbed, "Everyone before, starting with the editor in China, died because of me .”

Jian Wuyu's pupils constricted suddenly, she gritted her back molars calmly, and examined Bian Boxian with her cold eyes of warship gray. If she looked closely, her upper eyelids had already covered half of her pupils, Emotions are obscure.

He should have pretended not to know, he should have stayed away from these cases, and he should have hid himself to save his life, instead of ordering takeaways to be delivered to the police station alone in the middle of the night, and talking to a police officer who had suspected him.

The company doesn't want him to do that.

At least, Jian Wuyu thought that Bian Boxian would pretend to be ignorant for his own benefit, because he was a person who suppressed his inner moral condemnation for the ultimate goal, and he walked so high that he knew which muddy waters he could not wade through.

After a while, she finally said, "What do you know?"

"I have my channel, Officer Lin," Bian Baekhyun smiled inappropriately, he lowered his eyes to the ground, looking towards the end of the empty corridor, "and I can feel that he is coming, step by step .”

"If I die early," he suddenly raised his eyelids, and the corner of his lips smiled slowly, "everything will end."

Jian Wuyu looked at him deeply, and said in a deep voice, "You want to sacrifice yourself in exchange for the safety of those around you."

Bian Baekhyun smiled happily: "You don't believe it?"

Then he saw the police officer in front of him shaking his head, with a firm tone: "You will do this."

Only then did Baekhyun's expression change, he slowly restrained the smile on his lips: "Why?"

"I don't know." When Jian Wuyu said this, there was a doubt and a little helpless smile on his face. It was the most real smile in this long and tit-for-tat conversation, although it was shallow and short-lived , "Obviously this is not in line with your personal interest supremacy."

Bian Boxian was stunned, and suddenly smiled briefly: "Yes, I don't know either."

He didn't miss it, he just commented objectively: "I only said that I want to be a person who sacrifices for others when I was writing essays in elementary school."

The corners of Jian Wuyu's mouth curled up: "To fool the teacher."

Bian Boxian frowned: "The teacher is happy, I get high marks, it's a win-win situation."

"It's understandable," Jian Wuyu nodded slightly, "Sacrificing for others is a very complicated concept that goes against human instinct, and you couldn't fully digest it when you were young."

She thought of her past reincarnation and smiled: "The teacher doesn't want students to sacrifice for others, but just wants them to know that this thing is respected by society and is great."

The two looked at each other for a long time, Bian Boxian looked away first.

"Don't kill yourself," Jian Wuyu was still smiling, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes stretched, she said softly, "Even if the chance is very small, just in case I become you."

Bian Boxian focused his gaze again: "What did you say?"

"Let you trust the police," Jian Wuyu changed her words naturally. She pulled up her jacket to show Bian Boxian the gun pinned to her waist, and said, "As a policeman, I will protect you."

Bian Boxian tilted his head, and smiled a little ruffian: "Not a police officer, Officer Lin."

Jian Wuyu closed the coat and straightened the collar: "You can ask for more blessings."

"If I don't die," Bian Baekhyun retracted his arms on the railing, looked at the manager downstairs who was talking with Shi Yi, and Jiang Seulqi next to him, his slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, "They will die .”

His eyebrows and eyes are still unbelievably beautiful, with a soft and fragile texture, but his eyes are so dark that they can bear everything: "He gave me a multiple-choice question."

"No." Jian Wuyu said decisively, "You don't need to answer high.