There is always a cheater behind every detective

It was already late to leave Zhen's house, but Bai Yan was in a happy mood. After all, seeing that the parents had no flaws, this made him feel that the relationship with Zhao Zhuojie was safer and stronger.

So the little prince rode the BMW again, hunched over a hooligan, swaggered across the market and went back to the racecourse.

Zhao Zhuojie put his arms around Bai Yan's thin waist, and the two of them got very close. While running, the flames of the bustling city streaked behind him like a shooting star, and the night wind brought the smell of his lover to his face. Wretchedly imagining the difficult movements on horseback, but after thinking about it, he would not really challenge this clever black horse, he has no interest in breaking his neck bone.Although he was apprehensive, he still couldn't help tightening his arms, getting closer to Bai Yan, and whispering in his ear: "I really want to fuck you on horseback."

Bai Yan shook her hands and tightened the reins. The BMW raised its front hooves with a neigh, and kicked its hind legs in dissatisfaction to warn the people on its back.Filled with apology, Bai Yan immediately hugged the horse's head to comfort him, and when BMW calmed down, she said in a deep voice without turning her head: "Brother Jie, BMW is still small, pay attention to its size."

Are you still worried about a horse learning bad?Zhao Zhuojie twitched the corner of his mouth, and then because the ear that was originally jade white was now dyed red and hot, his mood soared instantly, and he deliberately talked next to that ear, his voice was ambiguous and mellow, deeply seductive: "Then we Go back to the hotel bed and continue."

Bai Yan was shaking with embarrassment, but he had a plan in mind and was not ready to compromise: "Brother Jie, the new case hasn't been solved yet, the kind of thing you think... can't be done for now, I want to find clues in my dream. "

Thinking of Bai Yan's ability to dream, it is indeed a good helper in solving cases. Zhao Zhuojie will not be obsessed with lust. Of course, the sooner the murderer is caught, the better, not to mention the mission received by Uncle Zhen, and The truth of the year and a series of intense things are waiting for him to be busy. He really doesn't have time to have sex, so he just teases Bai Yan and has a good time.

"Oh, spot checks are not allowed?" Zhao Zhuojie deliberately pretended to be pitiful and sad.

"Impossible." Bai Yan didn't dare to turn her head back, and drove the BMW Mercedes-Benz, but her apology to Zhao Zhuojie was even deeper: "When the case is over, let's... ok?"

Zhao Zhuojie's eyes flashed: "Apron?"

Bai Yan, who had looked up all the information about the apron as soon as she came into contact with the Internet, immediately blushed. He couldn't imagine himself wearing an apron naked without shame, so he pursed his lips tightly and dared not respond.

Zhao Zhuojie achieved his molesting goal, he laughed loudly, sucked the side of Bai Yan's neck, and was in a good mood: "I'm so pitiful."

"I don't think so." Bai Yan struggled a little, her neck was bitten again, she didn't dare to make a sound.

Knowing this, when Bai Yan was sent back to the BMW, the marks on her neck made the racecourse staff look sideways. After all, those marks were too deep and too bold. private life.

Bai Yan didn't know, and didn't pay attention to other people's eyes, just said goodbye to BMW, caressing and whispering repeatedly, until the horse was not so restless, and then left with Zhao Zhuojie who was waiting silently beside him.

After leaving the racecourse and driving the broken car for a long time, they finally returned to the hotel. It was late at night, and the matter of moving had to be put on hold. The first thing Bai Yan did when she returned to the hotel was to wash and sleep. Yan washes and sleeps with Bai Yan, and the marks on Bai Yan's body increase a lot during this period.Zhao Zhuojie looked at the various traces on that perfect body, some deep, some shallow, some new, some old, all of which were his handwriting, and he was very satisfied.

After all, Zhao Zhuojie didn't go too far, Bai Yan still fell asleep peacefully, although there was someone around his waist, but it didn't hinder his sleep.

Soon, Bai Yan fell into a dream smoothly. In the dream, the man and woman first appeared, lying in a pool of blood. The murderer's song and the pinched mouth and nose seemed to be in the same place, giving Bai Yan the illusion of suffocation. , seems to feel the bewilderment and anxiety of the protagonist in the dream, as if he doesn't understand why the man and woman are lying in a pool of blood and why they are motionless.

Bai Yan didn't know Zhao Zhuojie's story before and couldn't take the role, but now it's different. He almost immediately determined that this was Zhao Zhuojie's younger brother's perspective, that poor child who was forced to watch his parents being tortured and killed.He dreamed of the murder that happened in the past, and the only thing he had to do was to use this dream to find clues for Zhao Zhuojie's tragedy. He looked around greedily through the eyes of a child, trying to remember every detail, but the dream was still very vague. After a short, sudden twist, it switched to another dream.

In the dream, he saw a pair of hands taking out the internal organs from a disemboweled human body and putting them on a plate. Then his gaze kept wandering, as if he thought about it, he cut off another piece of thigh meat and put it on the plate. Cooking in the pot with a bunch of condiments, the whole process was silent, but he could clearly feel the heat of the flames rushing towards his face, and the liquid in the pot boiled quickly.

The cooking time seems to be very long, and it seems to be very short. When the lid is lifted again, the rich meaty aroma comes to the face, and a thick layer of oil is sizzling on the side of the pot.The two hands picked up the spoon to fill the bowl with meat. At this time, the screen was shaking violently. The murderer seemed to rush to the only table on the scene and put down the bowl. A lot of meat juice spilled out. The chopsticks can't stop pinching the meat in his mouth.

It was very hot, my tongue was scalded and painful, but the smell of meat filled my mouth, I was hungry and eager.

The picture was suddenly cut off, Bai Yan opened her eyes, and suddenly remembered those innocent eyes, which belonged to a kitten, a poor kitten who appeared in his room in the iron-walled castle for some unknown reason.He couldn't refuse just by those eyes. He hid it carefully and fed it, hoping that it would be able to escape the castle after it recovered. However, after a month of feeding, the kitten was discovered by his adoptive father and became a cat. A plate of meat on the table.

He ate it, and the taste was like meat in a dream, and he leaned over the bed and vomited almost immediately.

In fact, Zhao Zhuojie woke up just after Bai Yan moved. He just knew that Bai Yan had the habit of waking up to draw, so he didn't make a fuss. He moved over and stroked Bai Yan's back, but Bai Yan vomited up her dinner without stopping, as if she wanted to squeeze out all her bile.

After a while, she really couldn't even spit out the bile, Bai Yan lay on the bed listlessly, with a sick flush on her face.

"Go, I'll take you to the emergency room." Zhao Zhuojie picked up Bai Yan and was about to leave.

However, Bai Yan just shook her head, nestling softly in Zhao Zhuojie's arms, indescribably fragile.

Zhao Zhuojie had no choice but to observe Bai Yan's situation carefully. It seemed that it was really not a hindrance. It seemed that it was really just for throwing up this scene, so he let go of his suspenseful heart. He washed a hot towel and wiped it carefully for Bai Yan. After cleaning up the vomit next to the bed, he touched Bai Yan's slightly cool cheek, and softly comforted him: "Is it okay? Do you need to take medicine? Did you take any special medicine?"

Bai Yan continued to shake her head, gently stretched out her hand to grab Zhao Zhuojie's finger, and shook it with a taste of being coquettish, which is really rare, Zhao Zhuojie has known Bai Yan for a short time, but this person always looks like a perfect prince, Has there ever been a case of being coquettish?Even when the love is strong, he doesn't know how to act like a baby when he hangs out on the bed. Obviously this is not intentional, but the little prince is really in a vulnerable state at this time.

"What?" Zhao Zhuojie felt like his heart was going to melt.

"painting……"

Zhao Zhuojie raised his eyebrows, and then ordered forcefully: "Rest first."

However, Bai Yan pursed her lips, with an aggrieved expression: "I dreamed that the murderer was eating people... I saw the face of the person who was eaten."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuojie was stunned: "Could it be that you dreamed that the murderer ate people and vomited? Didn't you?" He couldn't believe it. After all, he didn't see Bai Yan afraid of any corpses these days, even the last incident. The first person to react, with such a psychological quality, vomited just because he dreamed of cannibalism?Is it possible?

"In the dream, I tasted human flesh." Bai Yan was in a weak state, her voice was extremely low, but it added a sense of weirdness to the words she spoke.

Zhao Zhuojie stared wide-eyed, not daring to imagine such a situation, is the dream so realistic that you can taste it?

Because the murderer cannibalized, was Bai Yan also forced to taste human flesh in her dream?

At this moment, Zhao Zhuojie is hating, wishing to bear it for Bai Yan, wishing to make people's dreams impossible every day, but this kind of hatred is based on helplessness, after all, it is Bai Yan who has the ability, and Bai Yan's dream is right Solving the case has absolute influence.

In the end, Zhao Zhuojie could only hug Bai Yan tightly: "Forget about it, you didn't really eat human flesh, it was just a dream."

"It's very real." Bai Yan said in a low voice: "It wasn't like this before. It used to be like looking at photos, but now I can hear sounds, smell smells, and taste tastes. Will I be affected by the mood of the murderer in the future and become a murderer? Where is the murderer?"

Zhao Zhuojie only hugged him tighter: "Don't guess, who are you? You are Xiaobai, my family Xiaobai is an angel, a little prince, a murderer or something is impossible."

"I'm not as good as you think." Bai Yan said: "I have done many wrong things in the past. I should have refused, I should have resisted, no matter what price I paid, but I didn't do it every time."

I gave up because I knew I couldn’t escape, I ate the kitten because I knew I wouldn’t eat it, I ate it because I didn’t shoot the dog, I shot it because I didn’t shoot the dog, I shot it because...so... A lot of reasons, Bai Yan remembered that he had done many bad things, his hands were stained with blood, and his soul was rotten.

"Maybe I really can't go to heaven, but to hell."

Seeing those black jade-like eyeballs lose their spirituality again, as if turning back to a baseless stone, Zhao Zhuojie felt a sense of anger in his heart, he tightened his arms and trapped him in his arms, and said in a hateful voice: "You have gone to No heaven, no gays in heaven! You and I are destined to go to hell, I don’t care why you are afraid of hell, no matter what is there, you can only face it with me.”

As if awakened from a dream, Bai Yan raised her head and looked at Zhao Zhuojie: "You mean... no matter how good I am, I won't be able to go to heaven?"

"Well, it's not okay to be gay." Zhao Zhuojie curled his lips: "That's how God set it up."

Bai Yan was at a loss, as if she had lost her goal: "But the adoptive father will go to hell."

"Really? He's in hell?" Zhao Zhuojie let go of Bai Yan and began to rub his fists: "That's just right, I can't torture that stinky old man, is he in hell? When we go down one day, we have to find him out , eat three meals a day and beat him up until he is reincarnated as a pig.”

Bai Yan blinked her eyes, looked at Zhao Zhuojie's gritted teeth face, and then the fear in her heart quickly settled, and finally calmed down: "Are we going to hell together?"

"Absolutely." Zhao Zhuojie said decisively.

Bai Yan stared blankly for a while, then raised her face, with a gleam of hope in her eyes: "Let's... go to hell together."

"Your words are ambiguous." Zhao Zhuojie wiped his face and sighed: "Well, never mind, let's go to hell together."

Bai Yan smiled, swept away the depression just now, picked up the sketchbook on the bedside table, and quickly swipe the tip of the pen, and soon an outline appeared. Under Bai Yan's pen, the victim was drawn vividly.

Zhao Zhuojie looked at it and didn't stop him. Rather than getting depressed, Zhao Zhuojie would rather Bai Yan draw a picture. When the person in the painting was recognizable enough, he planned to ask Wang Jilin to get this person's information tomorrow.

"Human flesh is really hard to eat."

The words that suddenly penetrated into the eardrum made Zhao Zhuojie's whole heart ache. He hugged Bai Yan from behind and let her lean against his chest, sighed softly, and put his arm to Bai Yan's mouth: "Take a bite, Then forget about the taste of other people's meat."

Bai Yan looked at it silently for a while, then lowered her head, and kissed this arm lightly and reverently.

Zhao Zhuojie's heart became hot, he turned over and pressed the person on the bed to kiss deeply, until the person was kissed again so that he could only gasp, then he stood up and licked his lips, teasingly: "It tastes great."

Bai Yan blushed and looked away, not daring to look directly at the rascal's face, for fear of offending hungry wolves and being torn apart and eaten.