Love Killer

The moist kiss, the moist air, the viscous heat in the breath, Feng Zhannuo couldn't hide the changes in his body, of course, neither could Fieston, who was close to him, he pressed his lips against his body , the amplified breathing sound along with the heartbeat intertwined between them, "Want to leave? Actually, I'm not surprised at all, this is your nature, you don't trust anyone."

"And you always want others to be rescued by you in your own way. In order to satisfy your desire for control, Feston, who do you think you are? I don't need a savior." The corners of his mouth were crooked, and inside his beautiful smile, cunning and Badness is like the tip of a needle, it will only stop if the blood of the person is pierced.

"I forgot, you are a heartless ghost, you don't need anyone." As Feng Zhannuo hoped, Feston's hand on his shoulder suddenly tightened, and this sentence came out of his mouth The words are full of sarcasm.

This was expected, and Feng Zhannuo should be satisfied with the current effect, but Feston did not let him go, nor did he get angry and fight him. It was the mocking voice that was different, there was no irony or contempt in his eyes, his fingers started from the bitten wound on his neck and moved upwards, moving across his wet face.

"I thought about throwing you in prison. In fact, I should have done so, but I left you here. Have you ever wondered why?" Seeing Feng Zhannuo raising his eyebrows, Feston was a little distressed Frowning, this action completely softened the lines of his face, and then he even sighed, pulling him up from the ground.

"Come on, I think the problem between us is that it's hard to trust each other." Coming to this conclusion, Fiston didn't seem to want to continue the conversation, and he threw back the clean bath towel, and a bathrobe, " Come out and talk."

Feng Zhannuo shook his wrist, "Hey—"

"It's not difficult for you." Fieston went out without looking back. His shirt was almost completely soaked, and the marks didn't seem to be wet in the bathroom. Feng Zhannuo remembered that on the rooftop. It rained heavily at that time, and Feston's clothes were the same as at that time.

He brought him home, and before he could change his clothes, he woke up in the bathtub...Finding something suitable to untie the handcuffs, Feng Zhannuo put on a bathrobe, and stood alone in the bathroom for a long time .

When he was in the living room, he stopped again, feeling—no, he couldn't say what it was like—at what he saw, seeing the kitchen from this angle, and he didn't know much about it. No stranger, there is also a dining table in that spacious kitchen.

That was a few days ago, they used to sit here preparing for dinner, and now the tableware is still where it was, the raised wine glasses, the spread napkins, and even the seats are kept at the same angle they moved when they left, Steaks, salads, of course they were all broken, but the owner of the room seemed to have forgotten to clean them, or didn't have time at all.

"I should get rid of them. I'm too busy these days." Felston's words drew his attention back. On the door of the bedroom, just like him, the eyes looking at the kitchen are very...different.

"I think you're busy catching me." He noticed that the curtains around him were all closed. Feston passed by him, stood in front of the dining table, looked at it for a while, as if nostalgic for the atmosphere at that time, and talked with He felt sorry too.

But they were inedible. No matter how you look at it, the best tasting time has passed, and Feston finally disposed of the broken food. "I wish we had dinner together at that time."

"Don't tell me that you plan to keep it as a souvenir." Feng Zhannuo moved his footsteps, and it was still the same seat at that time, and at that angle of sight, he suddenly noticed that Fieston raised his head, as if he had hit on a certain part expression.

The table has been cleaned up very cleanly, but at the same time it looks empty. There is nothing, no steak, no salad, and no creamy sauces, as if nothing happened.

The two looked at the empty table with different expressions.

Feng Zhannuo suddenly had a feeling, "I didn't expect you to be so busy that you would have no time to take out the trash."

"It's more acceptable to say that, are you sure you want to know the real answer?" This is not a memorial, but that night is indeed unforgettable.

There was no response to the question, but Feng Zhannuo already knew the answer, and Feston walked out of the kitchen, "This case is now entrusted to me to handle with full authority, and a national wanted arrest has been issued to arrest the murderer."

"Should I call and tell them that the murderer is at your house right now?" Feng Zhannuo joked fearlessly, he always likes to make jokes like this, Feston is obviously different from him, the neckline of the bathrobe is sharp Caught, "You can leave anytime, I gave you a chance just now, why didn't you leave?"

Uncuffing the handcuffs, he did have a chance to leave when Feston went to change clothes. There is a window in the bathroom, and the door of the room can be easily opened. Why didn't he leave?He looked over Feston's shoulder and landed on the empty table, "...you still owe me a dinner."

a dinner.Feston stared at him deeply, and slowly let go of his hand, "Several meals are fine, but you must stay here, don't go out, don't let your self-confidence hurt yourself, believe me, the FBI is here for real this time .”

"I'm really flattered that you care about my life." With an overly dazzling smile, he paced to the dining table with his hands in the pockets of his bathrobe, and Feston lost patience with his casual attitude, "Stop for me, Feng Zhannuo, we need to talk."

He knew what he was going to talk about, turned around, no more jokes, "This is a difficult problem, we have different positions, Feston al-Qaeda, known as Caesar, the real heir of the al-Qaeda group, FBI special operations The core person of the group, what do you want to talk to me about? Have you forgotten who I am?"

There is no self-deprecation or inferiority, he is just telling a fact, there is a smile on the corner of the slightly raised mouth, like a cunning fox, can slip away anytime and anywhere, and like a gust of wind, unpredictable, no one can catch it The wind, but Felston had to do it, he had to catch him.

"One day I passed the break room, and my subordinates in the pantry were talking about you. They thought I treated you differently from other criminals. Some even joked that there seemed to be something between me and you. Maybe some beauty trick could be used. But they don't know my sexual orientation, they just took it as a joke, which reminds me." Felston said such words suddenly, Feng Zhannuo didn't know what his intention was.

"I knew at that time that I was really interested in you. There is something different between us, but you are also a murderer. If I want to catch you, I may be able to take advantage of this." Feston obviously underestimated the interest To an extent, "In this way I gave myself a reason."

The sun passed through the gaps in the curtains, and a beam of warm light shone on his side face. His gray eyes seemed to be plated with a layer of light gold, and he narrated slowly.

He indulged himself to get close to the killer, giving all his feelings an excuse. In fact, Feston once thought that he could withdraw at any time.

But Feng Zhannuo is like a flood, washing away the entire dam. When he is quiet, he is holding a gun, and even when he is killing people, he stimulates Feston's nerves all the time. Unable to maintain the same status any longer, he could not take the feeling back.

"The play was botched, and I ended up being swayed by my own feelings, but I'm a federal policeman, not an actor, so I can say without guilt that a lot of things are true, about Will, leave you It also includes the dinner I prepared." True and false, it is really hard to figure out the matter now, when Feston said all this, he did not hide any thoughts.

Feng Zhannuo’s silent expression was printed in his light golden pupils, Felston spoke slowly and in a low tone, “I set a trap to arrest you, it’s my duty, but let me watch you die at someone else’s gunpoint Next..." He frowned, "This is not what I expected. I want you to leave, but you always have your own ideas, you can't be obedient, kill people, let things go to this point, be forced to Helpless, that's the only way I can treat you."

The movement was extremely swift, a chain was re-wrapped around Feng Zhannuo's wrist, but this time it was not a handcuff, it was like a special shackle for detaining a patient, there was no keyhole on it, and even a gap could not be seen after it was closed.

"This is your purpose?!" Said those words to let him put down his guard, this is what Feston wanted, Feng Zhannuo came back to his senses, there was already a long chain hanging from his wrist, the length seemed to be calculated Yes, enough for him to go to the kitchen and bathroom, "Faston, don't be so self-righteous! You'd better let me go, or—"

His thoughts were confused by what he said just now, and now there is only the coldness of death in his blue eyes, which is a murderous intent.

"Illegally detaining others is a crime. As long as you can leave, you can sue me, but before that, you don't want to go anywhere. I won't let you go out to seek death." The goal was achieved, and Feston grabbed the back of his neck The two approached, and he looked at him, "Listen to me this time, what I said just now is true."

"For your safety, you must stay here." Like gray eyes burning with sunlight, his eyes are serious and frightening, and there are many complicated emotions in them. Feston had to do this, he had to Protect a ghost.