extradition officer

"Then instructor, do you want me to cry?"

Jiang Jiankai had an innocent face, and Silence was holding back his anger. Seeing him showing such a cute expression, his anger dissipated in a second, but he said: "Don't cry, you are not as good-looking as me, and you will be even uglier when you cry. Are you going to mentally abuse me?"

It doesn't make people laugh or cry, the instructor shouldn't call it a violent dog, but a mad dog, the mad dog with rabies.

Jiang Jiankai complained in his heart, and decided not to provoke the instructor who was in a state of rampage. Fortunately, Shen Mo didn't scold him again, and squatted down to hold his calf.

Jiang Jian hissed, and said silently and angrily, "Hold it."

Jiang Jiankai did as he did, the man lowered his head, and he reached out his hand just to touch the dimple on the opponent's head, his hair was stiff and straight, just like him.

Jiang Jian couldn't hold back, and gently twirled the hair with his fingers like last night, felt the silence, his body was slightly stiff, and his tone softened, and said: "I don't worry, I just left for a while, you just leave injured."

Jiang Jiankai continued to play with his hair, just laughed, but didn't speak.

Mo Mo pressed his calf, seeing that no bones were injured, he was relieved, turned around, and said, "Come up."

Jiang Jian was taken aback, and asked silently and displeasedly, "Are you trying to walk with your injured leg?"

Of course Jiang Jiankai didn't want to, leaned on his back, and was about to fall silent when he said, "Wait, can you see if the dim sum is still there?"

"If you mean dim sum bones, they're still there."

Shen Mo picked up the trampled snack box, carried Jiang Jiankai on his back and walked out of the rooftop. Jiang Jiankai originally wanted to ask what to do with the corpse of the evil spirit, but after thinking about it, Mo Mo must have a solution, so he stopped talking.

Shen Mo walked down the stairs with Jiang Jian behind his back, and Jiang Jian put his arms around his neck. Apart from a few sexual encounters, this was the first time they had been so intimate.

A long time ago, Mo Mo carried him like this. He thought he would be scolded because he was accidentally injured during training, but the instructor didn't say anything, and just carried him to the infirmary.

It was winter, and his only memory was the white snow, the fiery body temperature, and the thick shoulders of the instructor. Leaning on the instructor, he felt an indescribable sense of security.

Perhaps it was from that moment that he fell in love with the instructor. He put his head on the instructor's back, hoping that the journey would never end.

The same scene overlapped in different time and space. After Jiang Jiankai hesitated a little, he put his head on Shen Mo's shoulder like last time.

Pretending to be inadvertent, his hand lightly touched Shen Mo's heart, there was no heartbeat - although Mo Mo had body temperature and breathing, there was no heartbeat, telling him that this person was dead long ago and was killed by him.

The joy dissipated in an instant, and Jiang Jiankai's mood sank to the bottom of the valley all of a sudden, his heart was empty, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

As if aware of his depression, Mo Mo grabbed his hand and pressed it to his heart.

"If you have a heartbeat, listen carefully."

After a long time, probably more than a minute, my heart finally jumped as if to cheer.

"Did you find it fun?" Shen Mo said enthusiastically, "I wasn't used to it at first, and I was so scared that I thought I was dead, but after thinking about it carefully, I was indeed dead."

"..."

Jiang Jiankai didn't know what to reply. The only thing he was sure of was that his original sadness had dissipated.

When he came to the first floor, Shen Mo carried Jiang Jian back to the seat near the counter.

After Jiang Jiankai sat down, he heard him go to the counter. First, there was the rustling of plastic bags, and then the sound of grinding coffee. Jiang Jiankai asked with a wry smile, "You don't mean to have afternoon tea here, do you?"

"Be content, few people can drink the coffee I ground." Shen Mo said nonchalantly.

The aroma of coffee spread quickly, and Jiang Jiankai took a deep breath—it was a strange experience to be able to sit down and drink coffee not long after two desperate battles.

Shen Mo brought the coffee to Jiang Jiankai, plus a plate of snacks.

Jiang Jiankai smelled the aroma and asked, "Can you still eat dim sum?"

"It's desserts from a coffee shop. Isn't it strange that there are only coffee but no desserts?"

After silently speaking, looking at Jiang Jiankai's expression, he added.

"I'll give the money, Fang Tang, as a civil servant in the underworld, I still have this quality."

"Then delete the surveillance video as soon as possible."

"I left a message for Qiangwei. I don't know what she's busy with, but I haven't replied yet. Only that lazy cat is dozing in the basement."

Evil Spirit X said to the inner ghost that he got rid of the cat. Jiang Jiankai was always worried about Isshi's safety. Hearing what Mo Mo said, he asked, "Has Isshi been in the basement all this time?"

"I didn't say anything about it. It's just a card in the circle of friends. The circle of friends is quite fun. Come too. I'll make a group."

"Uh……"

Sir, there are several corpses of evil spirits upstairs on the rooftop, are you still thinking of playing Moments?

Jiang Jiankai found that the instructor's unreliability index had increased.

The phone vibrated slightly, and said silently: "I pulled you in, and added a note by the way, it's called "White Cube Sugar". It just happened to be a CP with me."

"CP?"

"It's a couple, young people like to say that these days."

Shen Shen was addicted to playing, Jiang Jiankai didn't bother him, and reached for the coffee cup, only to notice that his fingers were still trembling slightly, thinking of the fierce battle just now, his mood suddenly became bad.

"What's wrong?" Shen Mo put down his phone and looked at him, "Don't you like to form a CP with me?"

Jiang Jiankai had long been used to Silence's specialty of always focusing on the wrong things, and shook his head.

"No, instructor, I just suddenly realized that you were right, I overestimated myself."

Silence's response was to pull the chair over, sit in front of him, lift his injured leg and rub it for him.

Jiang Jiankai came back to his senses, he was not used to the gentleness of silence, but it was too abrupt to withdraw his leg temporarily, so he simply accepted it, saying: "If it wasn't for you just now, I might have died."

"Assuming such a thing is the most pointless."

"I know, but..."

"Fang Tang!" The silent tone suddenly became serious, "No one never fails, at least after this time, you know what your weaknesses are, what you have to do is to convert your weaknesses into strengths, so that you are invulnerable , instead of feeling sorry for yourself here.”

Jiang Jian laughed, he found the feeling of being reprimanded by the instructor back then, he was very happy and even excited, and his blood recovered in a second.

He probably has a bit of a tendency to be abused in his bones, so he nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Then do you want to continue the investigation?"

"Of course, they plotted against me twice, how can this account not be settled?"

"This is my favorite sugar cube."

Shen Mo reached out to rub Jiang Jiankai's hair. Jiang Jiankai's eyes were clear and bright, and he couldn't fix the focus. Although it was a pity, he couldn't hide the brilliance inside.

He stared, suddenly his eyes became astringent, and he hurriedly looked away.