Love Killer

After a few days, the weather began to improve, and the situation at Feston's family also changed.

The most obvious thing is the change of staff, two less residents, this is the most obvious, of course, sometimes there will be guests.

Every few days, a doctor will come to see him. No matter how you look at Feng Zhannuo's identity, he is a bit shady. Frequent hospital visits attract too much attention, so Feston hired a private doctor.

Treatment takes time, but Feng Zhannuo's condition is not bad, his nerves have self-recovery function, all he needs is time.

Although it is said that the spinal nerve is damaged, Feng Zhannuo himself seems to be completely unaware of this matter. He still does his physical training, and does not exert force on the parts that cannot be exerted. There is no other change. He is asked to calm down Lying on the bed is almost like asking him to die.

"You should know, this is my habit." He shrugged.

In the morning of Jinglang, the winter had passed and it was getting warmer. When Feston came back from his morning run, Feng Zhannuo was lying on the floor, turning the TV with the remote control while holding a dumbbell in the other hand. He responded when Feston questioned his athleticism.

"If you can't do anything but lie down, what's the difference between that and a dead person? I don't think you would like a living dead person."

Feng Zhannuo looked up, Feston had just finished his morning jog, his body smelled of fresh air and sunshine outside.

"What are you paying attention to?" Fieston approached him, squatted down to look at him, and Feng Zhan Nuo suddenly felt like he was being watched, "What?" He looked very innocent and puzzled.

"Don't play dumb for me. I don't know you yet. Seeing how well-behaved you are these days, I can tell what you're up to." Firston held his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and rubbed his cheeks. The fingers of the past conveyed a faint sense of danger.

Feng Zhannuo held his hand, Feston has always been very sensitive, he seemed to have a hard time hiding it from him, "I'm dead, but I'm not thorough enough, I'm not on the FBI's transit list reputation, but some customers will still come to the door.”

There was a trace of familiar coldness in his secretive eyes, and his eyes turned to Feston's arsenal.

"Are you still answering emails?!" Fieston stood up suddenly, his face darkened, "You still plan to go out with this appearance? What is it this time, murder or arson?"

"Are you angry?" This is of course, Feng Zhannuo had expected it a long time ago, and explained to himself, "I can't just sit around and ignore everything, right? Gran went to England, and the white ghost must know that he and I met On the other hand, I didn't look for him again, which means that it might be my turn next, before he comes to the door, of course I have to hurry up and do something, or avoid it first, and figure out what's behind it..."

"So you decided to avoid the limelight? Does that count?" Feston interrupted him, sneered, and watched him stand up, "You can only walk, it's too early to go out and take risks, no matter what commission you accept, Return it to me."

Feston's attitude is very tough, but Feng Zhannuo also has his way, "This is not what you decide."

His nonchalant attitude annoyed Fieston, "Isn't it me who has the final say? Very good!" He snorted coldly, "I'll let you know who has the final say."

He grabbed Feng Zhannuo and dragged him into the room, closing the door, the whole movement was done in one go, and the door lock clicked, "I'll let you calm down for a while, no matter what commission you accept, I will return it for you."

"Damn it, you're making too much fuss!" After being locked into the room without paying attention, Feng Zhannuo thumped the door lever.

Through a door, Feston's voice came, his tone was very blunt, "I know you have changed your email address, will you tell me the email password now, or let me find someone to decipher it?"

Is it that serious?Finding that Feston was serious, Feng Zhannuo frowned, "It's not a big deal, you were too nervous, I just went out for a while, and I didn't want anyone's life, but I just kept something for someone. Simple and humane."

He said that there are some things to deal with, but Feston has been frightened too many times and has to be cautious, "Then tell me the password.

He didn't give in at all, Feng Zhannuo was helpless, but this was Feston's concern, and he replied through the door, "Okay, but you will find that I am telling the truth, I just kept something for a doctor, there is no Danger."

"Whether it's dangerous or not is up to me to judge. I won't let you go out if you're like this, and you know that." After getting the password, Feston turned to turn on the computer.

The screen turned on, coating his face with a layer of white light, and seeing the figure behind him from the reflection of the screen, Feston stretched out his hand and grabbed the person behind him to his side, "You are restless."

It was like a complaint, Feng Zhannuo moved the arm that was held by him, "You don't know, as long as I want to come out, that door can't shut me at all."

This is the truth, of course Feston knew it, and pressed him hard to make him sit on his lap, "I'll check to see if what you said is true, and I'll teach you when the time comes."

"Don't go too far." With the waist firmly locked, Feng Zhannuo clasped Fieston's neck, smiling coldly, "Hey, wake you up, I'm not your prisoner."

Feston gave a more icy expression, and tightened his arms without any room, "You are, after you almost killed yourself several times, you will come under my care."

Said that he would never pamper him again, never let him go free because of love, Feston kept his word.

Opening the mailbox and entering the password, he carefully read the email that Feng Zhannuo said, "I've heard of the Claudy family, there are many strange rumors about them, how do you know the family's personal doctor? "

"What do you think?" Feng Zhannuo raised his eyebrows, signaling for him to think for himself. Feston actually guessed, "Have you ever sought treatment from this Rick before? Did he help you?"

Feng Zhannuo let go of his hand and stood up, "He is a good doctor, strictly speaking, he is a little different from..." He held his chin and recalled, "He knows a lot of things in medicine, if I ask you, he is a little bit different. Heresy, but it’s really useful.”

"He wants you to keep an important thing, and promises that no one will get it, which seems very suspicious. If it is drugs or something stolen, you will keep it for him?" Soon after reading the content of the email , Feston made speculations and also raised questions.

"Why not?" Even people's lives can be taken away, so what's the point of keeping stolen goods, Feng Zhannuo has a funny expression on his face, his bottom line is different from most normal people in this respect.

But this is not what Feston cares about, "Are you sure there is no danger?"

"I'm not sure, even sitting at home may be dangerous, what do you think I can guarantee?" Honestly opened his arms, Feng Zhannuo replied truthfully, "If you are worried, you can go with me, but, yes, Seems like the FBI can't do that?"

He asked in a serious manner, and Feston believed that this was intentional, "You are what you are best at, making people worry, and your attitude of being sarcastic about everything, you just don't want to make people feel at ease, don't you? "

Feston's face was tense, and he seemed to be really angry, Feng Zhannuo put his hand on his face, "I'm sorry, I'm such a person, didn't you know that a long time ago?" ?”

The two faces slowly approached, and he curled his mouth, "Don't say that you are perfect, you are indifferent to outsiders, and overprotective of your own people, think about yourself, Officer Al Qaeda, the FBI will treat you sooner or later Do it, and I think the CIA will one day figure out who got rid of their agents."

In other words, Feston was too busy with his own affairs, he didn't need him to worry about one more thing, and there was no reason for this worry.

"So, I mean don't treat me as a useless person." With a cold voice, Feng Zhannuo suddenly kissed, biting Feston's lip, and the fingers holding Feston's neck sank into the skin.

Feston could feel his anger, and suddenly realized that Feng Zhannuo had been suppressing his emotions all this time, maybe it was not good for him to keep him at home all day, maybe he put too much pressure on him.

But God knows how he felt when he once thought he was going to lose him, when his breathing slowed and his pulse barely beat, so he can't be blamed for overreacting now.

Biting Feston's lips and raging continuously, Feng Zhannuo didn't control his emotions. He tore off the vest that Feston wore for his morning run, and kissed his chest heavily, "For God's sake, this time If you dare to fight with me, even if you use force, I will be black..."

"If you want to prove yourself, then go ahead, I won't stop you." Felston's sudden words made him stop, and he seemed to see through him, "Even if you act like it doesn't matter anymore, but I Guess there's something to it, especially to you."

He is such a proud person, a killer who comes and goes without a trace, a super-class killer who once acted as the god of death to control the lives and deaths of others in the dark, how could he be reconciled?

Feston looked at him with understanding eyes, deeply, as if seeing his soul directly, "You can do what you want, but you must come back as soon as possible, as you said, I don't have time When I go with you, I have to clean up some troubles behind us, so I will find someone to accompany you, and you will be treated as an extra assistant."

"It's simple to say, but why do I feel that you are going to arrange someone to watch me?" Letting go of Fieston, his fingers slid across his firm and bare chest, with an ambiguous angle and a dangerous tone, "I'm sure again , are you going to send someone to watch me?"

"You can say that." Feston smiled, pressed his hand on his chest, and kissed him lightly, "Whatever you want to define, I mean you need to ask someone for help, so I agree to you. "

"I think you know it. It has nothing to do with whether you agree or not." The slightly raised corner of his mouth seemed to be easy to get close to, but in fact he was a stubborn guy in essence, stubborn in his own opinion.

Feston also has his own method, he smiled, "I don't mind whether you accept it or not, anyway, don't forget, before I resign or get fired, I'm still a grandson of the federal police..."

He gently caressed Feng Zhannuo's cheek, "I still have a lot of contacts, and many people will listen to my opinions. I don't want them to hinder you and come to trouble you. Are you thinking too much?" An assistant, or a bunch of tails, you decide."

"It's narrow." I didn't expect Feston to be so determined.

"Do you think this is to be narrow? Well, you can take it as being narrow, I have no objection." Smiling close to his face, smelling his breath, Feston kissed him lightly on the lips again, At the same time, he made his position clear and did not waver at all. Before they became this kind of relationship, they felt that Fieston was difficult to deal with, and now it is even more difficult. Feng Zhannuo half-closed his eyes and smiled, "It's just an errand assistant. As long as I can keep up with the rhythm of my work, what can I say? No, of course not."