There is always a cheater behind every detective

There was a little prince waiting for the door at home, so Zhao Zhuojie finally had to call back to let the team members go home from work to wash and sleep, ignoring the cheers from the other end of the phone, Zhao Zhuojie tinkered with the coffee machine equipped in the kitchen by himself, and got it ready Two cups of coffee before going back to the study.

Just now when she entered the door with coffee, she saw Bai Yan quickly lowered her head, a suspicious blush appeared on the side of her face, she was still waiting for him to come back.Zhao Zhuojie's current situation can only be explained by "so cute that his liver trembles". He really wanted to throw away the coffee in his hand and fly over to do all kinds of ravages, but in fact he put down the coffee quite rationally, and then Looking down at the sketch that was not progressing satisfactorily, the face of the person who lowered his head and poked the pen tip into the drawing book became even redder, as if he could bleed in the next moment.

Zhao Zhuojie thought it was so cute.

Finally he pushed the coffee over, took a sip of the cup in his hand, and sighed: "It's delicious, try it?"

Bai Yan let out a sigh of relief, picked up the coffee and took a sip, frowning slightly, she didn't say anything, just continued to drink, her elegant appearance, if you don't say it, people will think that this cup of coffee is absolutely top quality.But Zhao Zhuojie can probably understand that the young master's mouth is being raised, and the coffee made by his novice is definitely not "good". Bai Yan's reticence is probably to give him face, and he will not be in a hurry Looking for abuse, so I turned to more topics along the steps.

"How about the dream you had today?"

Bai Yan put down the cup, the cup was originally equipped with high-quality porcelain in the house, it was held by Bai Yan, and it suddenly became very colorful.

Looking at it, Zhao Zhuojie didn't care about burning his mouth. He took a big sip of coffee to suppress the evil fire in his heart, and licked his lips: "Didn't you vomit like yesterday?"

Bai Yan shook her head: "No, I woke up today when I didn't dream about eating meat."

"This is very good." Zhao Zhuojie groaned for a moment, and then said: "Can you control yourself and wake up before the dream situation gets worse? You are too sensitive now, and now it's just a dream that the murderer hurts others. What should I do if the murderer is injured and feels pain?"

Zhao Zhuojie was really worried about this, he didn't want Bai Yan to suffer because of other people's mistakes.

"Actually." Bai Yan said in a low voice, "I've been dreaming about your family recently. In my dreams, I've been on your younger brother."

Zhao Zhuojie's eyes were wide open, his body seemed to be under a fixed spell, he couldn't move at all, he only felt that the beating of his heart was slowing down, and it might stop beating in the next moment, his lips parted slightly but there was no sound, and his brain also It seemed that it had turned into a paste, and it was difficult to even understand Bai Yan's words, let alone thinking.

"I don't know why I, who always only dream from the perspective of a murderer, dream from the perspective of your brother." Bai Yan didn't seem to notice Zhao Zhuojie's strangeness, and said, "He was very hesitant and at a loss in the dream, he didn't seem to I understand what it means for my parents to be lying in a pool of blood. His mouth and nose were pinched by the murderer, and he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't even breathe. The murderer was singing, a requiem song. Judging from the voice, he was a man and he was not very old. Your parents They died because their throats were cut, I know this method of death, and in many cases it is much faster than massacre, so they didn’t suffer too much, and they didn’t have too many scars on their bodies. That’s all I know for the time being.”

The stopped breathing proceeded in an orderly manner again, Zhao Zhuojie stared at Bai Yan in a daze, after a long while he wiped his face, opened and closed his lips several times, and finally sighed: "You have done a good job, at least I know the murderer It won’t be old and dead, and the technique is professional... You probably don’t know it yet? My parents were actually spies, and they were infiltrating the Fenghuo Sect at the time. I thought I could be a spy but was easily killed by cutting my throat. The strength of the murderer can be imagined You know, we can try to find it from the professional killer world. What you told me is much more useful than the information back then."

"The cult that wants to use the heart to sacrifice?" Bai Yan thought of it, and then involuntarily speculated: "Then they were cleared because their identities were exposed?"

"My adoptive father and I both guessed that way." Zhao Zhuojie said.

"Have their hearts been taken?"

"No." Zhao Zhuojie sighed softly: "It is said that the heart used for sacrifice by the church must be dissected, so the hearts of the two mothers and daughters are probably useless, so they were refused to revive Lin Nana, and my family has been killed. It’s useless to go there, of course I won’t take it. Since they are spies sent by the country, they probably have some fears and dare not take it back as a sacrifice, but choose to deal with it directly.”

"But they let you go?" Bai Yan was confused.

Zhao Zhuojie also knew in his heart that this was a big doubt, since it was necessary to solve it, why didn't he also be dealt with?After all, he's been roaming around for a while, and it's easy to kill him, but no, he's never been sniped at all.In the end, he could only tell himself that Fenghuo Cult targeted the two adults who were spies, his parents, and his younger brother was implicated because he happened to be at home, and he, who knew nothing about the inside story and escaped unharmed at the time Pawn, don't let that cult take you seriously... Although such a guess is a bit far-fetched.

Bai Yan saw Zhao Zhuojie's frowned eyebrows, he didn't ask any more questions, but just lowered his head, moved the pen tip again, gradually added details to the sketch, and finally drew the woman.One of them belonged to a laptop.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhuojie closed it, and the frown became deeper again: "The victims were voluntary, you mean, they sent them to the door by themselves? This seems to be a forum, this is... It seems that I have to let Lao Wang Check out those suicide sites."

"Suicide website?" Bai Yan was puzzled: "Suicide is a topic that can be discussed? If you want to commit suicide, shouldn't you find a quiet place where you can't be disturbed, and solve it as soon as possible?"

Zhao Zhuojie felt that Bai Yan needed to be educated about opportunities, so he held his head and gnawed his lips hard: "Suicide is really nothing worth talking about, you have to remember, don't go online to find those strange things to learn, and If you want to commit suicide, you should find a quiet place where you can’t be disturbed and solve it as soon as possible. How did you conclude it? It’s all wrong. If you really want to commit suicide, you should find hope for yourself to live and smash this idea, you know? ?”

Bai Yan nodded: "Yes, that's right, if you have hope, you should live."

"Forget it, wash up and go to bed." Zhao Zhuojie casually swept the sketchbook to the side, took Bai Yan's arm and walked towards the room: "I drank coffee just now, and I'm in good spirits. Let's do some exercise first."

Bai Yan was stunned, her steps slowed down, she was dragged away by Zhao Zhuojie, very embarrassed: "Actually... we should have had milk just now."

Zhao Zhuojie sneered from an angle that Bai Yan couldn't see - what excuses do you have to act if you are told to drink milk brother?

"Yes, but I've finished my coffee, let's drink milk tomorrow."

"Brother Jie." Bai Yan said softly, "Can I wash it myself?"

Zhao Zhuojie said righteously: "No, you used to be taken care of by someone who washed it. Now I have to supervise whether you have washed it clean."

"I..." Bai Yan wanted to say that he used to do the bathing by himself. Although it was true that there were servants watching over him, he could definitely wash it clean.

It's just that Zhao Zhuojie didn't let him have a chance to explain. He took him into the bathroom, pressed against the wall, sprinkled the shower head, and it was soaked. Bai Yan couldn't bear to let Zhao Zhuojie go out wet. Don't let me, in the end I can only blushing and compromise, let's wash together.Unsurprisingly, without wiping the gun, Zhao Zhuojie had gone off fire, and Bai Yan finally understood the use of a big bathtub in a small house.

In fact, when he was hugged and sitting in the water, he grabbed the edge of the bathtub with both hands and watched the turbulent water overflowing the bathtub. Press him down so hard, don't continue to develop deeper, but he then hummed in the sound of water, and didn't make any comments at all.

Afterwards, Zhao Zhuojie fished his limp partner out of the water, rinsed it under the shower head, put on his nightgown, half-supported and half-carried him out, let him lean in his arms, and dried his wet hair.Bai Yan was tossed a lot, and at this moment, they all wanted to sleep, and they didn't even have to defend themselves. The collar of the bathrobe fell down, revealing half of the shoulders and a large chest, and it was still covered with fresh marks made just now.Zhao Zhuojie was drunk, he threw down the hair dryer casually, lowered his head, gnawed on his half-exposed shoulders, licked and kissed lightly, slipped his hands from the hem of his robe, and moved up along the smooth skin of his inner thighs, before Bai Yan's response came, pointing The tip has been submerged into the soft mouth due to the previous development, and it is gently dug.

Bai Yan woke up because of the sensation under her body, but it was too late to resist at this time, the hand hooked him up and sent him to the bed with a little force, the slender and rough fingers that belonged to a man were more ruthlessly inside his body Conquering, he didn't withdraw his hand until all the things left in his body were splashed on the bed sheet.

Zhao Zhuojie saw that Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiling evilly. Before he could understand the imminent crisis, he pressed those two slender and graceful legs to the sides, and walked in with a gun.

Seeing the handsome young man raised his neck because of the accidental intrusion, with an expression of forbearance and impatience on his face, Zhao Zhuojie couldn't help licking his lips that had been steamed dry by desire, and continued to pluck the sweetness of his lower body, making the young man so The corners of his eyes were full of spring, his body was bumped by the impact, his waist and abdomen were bowed again and again to withstand the strong impact, and his legs that were slightly closed when he exited were immediately opened when he entered, like a door that was not closed tightly in the future in a hurricane, poor but Opening and closing involuntarily, amidst the fierce crackling sound like the impact of huge waves and rocks, the delicate and fair skin was already flushed, stained with water stains that could not be distinguished from sweat or other body fluids, and the wine was even more important. intoxicating.

Zhao Zhuojie was drunk in it, he moved so forgetfully that the people below opened their lips, only broken sobs overflowed, the tip of his tongue came out lightly, trembling uncontrollably made his voice more seductive, Zhao Zhuojie wished he could swallow him whole, Leaning over to hold the seductive tongue and entangle it, as if it was going to be glued together, it was rude.

Bai Yan didn't have half the strength to resist, she was thoroughly kneaded like a soft dough, she was almost rolled into dough to make dumplings and put into the pot.

When Zhao Zhuojie stopped, Bai Yan was already drenched as if she had been fished out of the water, her mind was immediately overwhelmed by fatigue, and with a soft sigh, she fell into a sinking age.Zhao Zhuojie wiped off the sweat from his face, picked up the man who was in a state of embarrassment but ignored him, and carried him into the bathroom to wash it. During this period, Bai Yan didn't wake up, and just murmured "don't" in a daze to make Zhao Zhuojie laugh out. I really don't dare to continue, anyway... the future is long.

After getting the person here and drying his hair, Zhao Zhuojie put Bai Yan down and pressed the quilt, and kissed him lightly on the forehead: "Good sleep."

I only hope that this person will no longer fall into a dream.

Bai Yan woke up again, she was alone on the bed, she put on her clothes and went out, and saw breakfast in the kitchen, a note and some money darts of different denominations, which were kept by Zhao Zhuojie, and told him to go out and take a taxi to buy things. For money, you have to heat up the breakfast before eating, and also wrote how to use the microwave oven.

Bai Yan looked at the note for a while, thinking: Which one is the microwave oven?

Fortunately, there is an Internet, Bai Yan finally found the microwave oven according to the pictures, and then heated up the breakfast according to the method written by Zhao Zhuojie, and ate it up.

Bai Yan is going out, he wants to take the paintings to the gallery for consignment.

With a slightly nervous mood, Bai Yan took the painting, got into a taxi, and finally arrived at the gallery when the taxi driver was struggling with the possibility of picking up a certain prince.

Pushing open the ancient-style door, Bai Yan saw Xie Bi'an amidst the crisp ringing of the copper bell tied beside the door.