man in suit

"scared?"

Looking back at the man sitting on the bed with his knees hugged, He Hongxue slowly walked over with a glass of warm milk. Ming Chen looked very calm, like a calm lake. A trace of ripples.

"Thank you." Taking the cup with both hands, Ming Chen lowered his head and drank two mouthfuls of milk, "What happened just now, why are those two people...?"

The one who was calmer than Ming Chen was He Hongxue. It was obvious that two people had just died in the building, almost under He Hongxue's nose, but this man still seemed so calm.

A very difficult guy.

"You don't need to know this." Sitting next to Ming Chen, He Hongxue raised his hand and gently stroked the man's back, using a gentle and slow force to dispel the tension and anxiety in Ming Chen's tense muscles.

"But they're downstairs..." Ming Chen frowned. He lowered his head and looked confused and troubled. He gently stroked his forehead with his slender fingers. "Sorry, I just can't accept it for a while."

"No one will easily accept someone dying in front of them for the first time, and sleep after drinking milk. I am always in the room." kissed.

I have to admit that Ming Chen, who looks a little panicked, will inexplicably make people feel affectionate. Although this guy is over 30 years old, it is the most real vulnerability under this calm elegance that is more attractive.

After drinking a glass of milk, Ming Chen still didn't seem sleepy, he looked at He Hongxue and asked, "Can I be next to you?"

"Didn't you still hug me last night?" He Hongxue stretched out his hand and pulled Ming Chen into his arms. On He Hongxue's shoulder, it seemed that this would make him feel safe.

The whole person quickly leaned against He Hongxue's chest, and Ming Chen put his arms around He Hongxue's waist and murmured: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Ah."

"Have you ever killed someone?" Ming Chen's voice was very low, but it was much calmer than before, "He Wenhan just shot that crazy person. At first I felt a little scared, but after thinking about it, If He Wenhan hadn't acted so quickly at that time, someone would probably have been injured." He paused, and continued: "If it were me, even if I had a gun in my hand, I don't know if I would pull the trigger like He Wenhan... …to end someone's life with my own hands, I don't know if I'm capable of doing it."

Some frail, contradictory, fearful and kind-hearted men inexplicably aroused a certain string in He Hongxue's heart. He turned sideways and pressed Ming Chen into the soft quilt, kissing the man covered in a fine Sweaty forehead and slightly trembling eyelids.

He Hongxue lightly bit the man's soft and delicious earlobe: "Nothing is more important than living, you have to know that your life is not just your own, besides being responsible for yourself, you must also be responsible for everyone who cares about you. "

"...Will anyone care about me?" Mingchen smiled suddenly, a bit bitter and powerless. He looked at a certain place in the room out of focus, and murmured with a wry smile: "At least you have family members and brothers." and friends, and I have nothing."

"So you despise your own life so much?" He Hongxue stopped and stroked the man's hair softly and smoothly.

"Since no one cares, you should care and cherish yourself even more." Ming Chen closed his eyes and approached He Hongxue's arms, "I won't make the same mistake a second time, and I won't spoil my life easily, after all, there is only one time. , being able to come back from the dead once doesn't mean that you will be so lucky next time..."

"It's good to think that way." He Hongxue kissed the man's forehead.

There was a knock on the door outside the room, He Hongxue sat up from the bed, Ming Chen lay on his lap and hugged his waist tightly, he pulled the quilt for Ming Chen, and then said: "Come in."

What He Wenhan and Zheng Bo saw after they came in was such a warm and harmonious picture. Mingchen quietly hugged He Hongxue's waist tightly, and He Hongxue stretched out an arm to wrap his arms around the man's shoulder, trying to make Mingchen relax. Down, the atmosphere is inexplicably warm, and the picture is inexplicably natural and comfortable.

It doesn't look like an owner and a pet, more like...a couple.

He Wenhan stared at the man in He Hongxue's arms, and Zheng Bo who was on the side quickly came back to his senses and said, "Both of them are dead. The tomb guard was stabbed to death by a deaf-mute old man with a fruit knife. Red, with a bad temper, although I haven't fully found out whether it was drugged, but based on my experience, the deaf-mute old man should have been drugged."

As a magistrate, Zheng Bo has seen many cases. He continued: "There is a medicine on the market that can make people go crazy. After taking the medicine, it will stimulate the most brutal and bloodthirsty instinct in the human body, and spread all negative emotions to the maximum. If you don’t have strong control, you will lose control of yourself for a period of time, just like a crazy cow, with red eyes just wanting to kill everyone around you.”

"This kind of potion is only available in relevant departments, and there is almost no circulation in the market. In other words, this kind of potion is most commonly used to train agents." Zheng Bo took a deep breath.

"Agent?" He Hongxue frowned and asked, "Have you found anything in the building?"

He Wenhan said: "After searching everything, no suspicious drugs or people were found, and there was no sign that the doors and windows were opened."

It's too weird, could it be that there are spies among them?

If the deaf-mute old man is poisoned, who gave the medicine?

Ming Chen purposely tightened his hands holding He Hongxue's waist, and said in a low voice, "Will the poisoner still be here?"

"What are you afraid of? There is absolutely no one else in this building. The poison in the deaf-mute old man may have been poisoned before he came." He Wenhan said with a smile: "If you are really afraid, why don't I stay and talk to you tonight?" Big Brother will accompany you together, one on the left and one on the right, and will be your protector for the whole night, huh?"

"For safety's sake, we will rest in the same room tonight." It was He Hongxue who made the final decision.

As soon as he finished speaking, He Wenhan jumped onto the bed like flying, lifted the quilt and dragged the man who had been hugging He Hongxue to him.

"Just finished taking a shower, it smells delicious." Holding the man in his arms and smelling it a few times, He Wenhan unceremoniously kissed Ming Chen's face a few times.

"He Wenhan, don't make trouble." Ming Chen secretly glanced at Zheng Bo who was still in the room with some embarrassment.

The young sheriff with an uneasy expression said in a deep voice, "You guys rest, I'm fine by myself." After speaking, he turned and left the room, and the door was slammed shut with force.

"He's your friend, so you just let him leave like this?" Ming Chen pushed He Wenhan away a little, and the man came closer again, trying to cling to him with shamelessness.

"Please, he is Zheng Bo, the magistrate of the first district, he can take care of himself." He Wenhan rolled his eyes nonchalantly, and said, "Why don't you care about me?"

"You, the third young master of the He family, need my care?"

"I really need your care here." Xie Xie smiled, took Ming Chen's hand and put it somewhere on her body.

"He Wenhan, you—"

He Hongxue glanced at He Wenhan: "Stop making trouble."

This sentence is more effective than any remote control, curling his lips, He Wenhan shrugged his shoulders and let Mingchen go, took off his coat in two or three times, and sat next to Mingchen on the bed.

The man who had been fooling around just now put on a serious face as if he had changed his face, but he still put his arms around Mingchen's shoulders, He Wenhan said: "It seems that things are not easy to handle, and people were killed just at the beginning."

"What do you think of Zheng Bo?" He Hongxue asked.

Mingchen was caught in the middle, and the conversation seemed to have nothing to do with him, but the tone of the two people seemed to not have 100% trust in Zheng Bo.

"I grew up with Zheng Bo. He is a trustworthy person, but no one is completely trustworthy. Don't worry, I will always keep an eye on him." Zheng Bo is usually very close He Wenhan said these words without any pressure, he rubbed his nose and leaned back against the head of the bed, and continued: "Others are the same as what Zheng Bo said, the deaf-mute old man should have taken a special medicine to go crazy Injured the gravekeeper."

"If someone wants to kill the tomb keeper, they can be easily killed before we go, but we only do it after we find the tomb keeper..." He Hongxue pondered for a moment, "Even if the tomb keeper dies, it doesn't matter to us use."

So who was behind the scenes, and why did he kill the tomb keeper.

Mingchen looked around at the two people. He Hongxue and He Wenhan deliberately avoided Zheng Bo but casually discussed it in front of him. This didn't seem like a good thing. The more he knew, the less he could leave. Ho's.

"Terrell...is he still alive?" Ming Chen said weakly in a low voice.He pulled the quilt and looked a little nervous, "Maybe he is watching us secretly."

"It would be great if we could lure him out." He Wenhan laughed, "I haven't seen what he looks like, I heard that guy is not only cruel but also has a nice face, but unfortunately there are not many of them. Having seen what Tyrell really looks like, agents are very good at disguises and disguises."

"Wouldn't it be that he appeared in front of us, and we didn't even know he was Tyrell?" Ming Chen said.

"You will know when you should know. If he is still alive, it will be a good game." With a sharp light in his eyes, He Hongxue seems to be more concerned about this mysterious king of agents than fear. Looking forward to a real confrontation with Tyrell.

Perhaps this confrontation has already begun unconsciously.