Love Killer

Chapter 81 Bathroom Communication

Of course, Feston could continue to use the scandal as an excuse to threaten Folkoff to withdraw his order, but after consideration, he did not do so.

"I see." Accepting the order, he exited the door, and Folkoff thought that he would not accept the arrangement so easily, but he couldn't believe it for a while when he saw it went so smoothly.

Also in disbelief were all members of the Shrimp Team.

"What?! The boss is suspended?! Let us all stay on standby and not be able to take over any cases, what does that mean!" Hans seldom lost his temper when he was kicked in the wrong direction.

Clyde's fracture was still not healed, and he almost hit the table leg, and hurriedly avoided, not caring about blaming Hans, "Is this true?"

"It can't be fake. The order came down, and everyone knows it." Hearing what the reason was, Jonathan was the calmest one. hit rock bottom.

When Feston came back, everyone looked at him, and he stood still, "I ordered everyone to see, I won't say anything more, this is the meaning of Director Fukoff."

"Why is that?" Clyde sighed.

It is impossible to keep the relationship between him and Feng Zhannuo a secret. Ghost once helped the ST team. Someone must have leaked this matter, but who leaked it... Looking at the faces of every member under him, Fei Si Don didn't answer.

Hans kicked the desk again. He was originally a very optimistic person, but now he can no longer maintain a happy mood, and the same goes for everyone else.

"One month, it's considered a vacation. Wouldn't it be good to give you a chance to take a vacation?" Only Feston didn't seem to be affected in any way, and he began to pack the things on the table, "I'll see you in a month, and you still have to be on call." , but I think it doesn’t matter even if you go back, no one cares about you here anymore.”

"Yeah, the boss is gone, no one is going to take care of us..." Jonathan saw a neatly tidied desk in front of him.

"I'm not your nanny. Each of you has your own abilities and can take care of yourself." It can be said that this situation is caused by him now. Feston picked up his briefcase and was the first to walk out of the office.

Outside the building, it was still raining, so he walked through the rain and walked towards the car parked at the door at the same pace as usual. The car drove away quickly, and a group of people staying in the office watched with various emotions. His away.

It rained for a while, then suddenly calmed down again, and the wind was still strong.

When Feston got home, he slowed down the car. He didn't see Feng Zhannuo at the door. He parked the car and opened the door. The room was still dark and there was no trace of life. "Are you there?" He asked, touching the light switch .

When he heard the sound of the car engine, Feng Zhannuo knew that the owner of the house had returned, and approached quietly, "Who are you waiting for?" With the arm that strangled his throat suddenly, the killer's unique way of greeting, Feston went Turning on the light, the sudden light was unacceptable, at this moment he grabbed the wrist on his neck, turned around suddenly, and pressed Feng Zhannuo against the wall.

"Keeping promises is a good habit." His hair was a little wet, and the wet black hair stuck to the back of Fieston's neck, and also wet Feng Zhannuo's hands. He touched his body, "Don't tell me yours." The roof is broken."

"It's nothing to do with the car, it's a shower." Feston seemed not to understand his joke, and glanced outside at the lawn of the courtyard again, waking up with ulterior motives, "I hope there won't be a bomb this time."

It seems that the last time left a big shadow on him, "There is no bomb, and there is no Hecate, only me, will it be a bit monotonous?"

The turf outside has been rearranged, it has become clean and flat, and it has been refurbished. It seems that Feston takes good care of the turf outside his house, and now he has completely become a family man in the eyes of Feng Zhannuo.

"It's not monotonous, it's just what I want." Kissing his lips, Feston put down his briefcase and went to the bedroom to get his clothes. On the door frame, "It's my turn to serve you this time, can your wound touch water?"

"It's fine if you pay attention." Fieston passed by him, and stopped when he was beside him, "You want to watch me wash?"

"Not allowed to see?" He followed in, the man inside took off his coat, and then all the clothes were taken off one by one, Feston answered his indifference with actions, anyway, they had seen each other's naked, Hugh, not bad this time.

So Feng Zhannuo closed the door and stood aside to watch. His vest was quickly wet by the water vapor, and he didn't care at all. It was a rare scene in front of his eyes. Feith in the water Dun was completely relaxed. After rinsing, he rested his head on the edge of the bathtub with a towel under it, and the water droplets on his hair were quickly absorbed by the towel.

Under the water, the broad chest and tight waist line are obvious. He raised his head and closed his eyes. His skin covered with water seemed to be coated with something. Under the warm yellow light, it glowed bronze-colored, "You The problem raised has been solved, just today." He said in a steady voice, with a slight hoarseness, "Suspended for one month, no matter how many killers there are, I think it is enough for them to act."

Feng Zhannuo's attention suddenly came back from him, "You said suspension?" He approached.

Feston opened his eyes, "Don't you think this is a good thing? For a month, you can treat it as my vacation. You don't have to meet Jonathan like that. The ST team can't take over any cases for the time being, so you won't have any problems with them." Head-on collision."

"Could it be that your team--" Feng Zhannuo couldn't laugh anymore, "You just let this happen and don't stop it? Don't be kidding, it's your subordinate who wholeheartedly protects it!"

Pulling him up from the water, he saw the determination in Feston's gray eyes the next moment, "They will have nothing to lose, and I won't let my people get into trouble. Don't you believe me!" The hand he grabbed was also grabbing his shoulder at the same time.

Feston's strength is great, Feng Zhannuo felt the pain, but he was sure that Feston had already weighed it, it was resolute, decisive, resolute and unchangeable.

The two confronted each other like this, and finally, he slowly let go of Fieston, "Understood, this is your decision, but remember, don't make yourself too miserable, I won't be able to see it anymore." He Words are no joke.

Feston also knew that he was not joking, and let go, "It's not that far yet. In comparison, you are more troublesome than me. I must keep a convict from being discovered."

"He will cooperate well this time. You know, he is always willing to cooperate with the client's request." He touched his hand down Feston's neck, all the way to the back, touched the wound, and was frightened. The wet sutures were slightly swollen, "Turn around, your wound needs to be dealt with."

Knowing that he was familiar with treating wounds, Fiston turned around in the water, and he picked up a dry cloth to wipe the water from the wound on his back, but what he saw was not a smooth back, Feston also had injuries on his back.

Feeling his fingers resting, he explained to the man with his back, "This is a gunshot wound. Many people in the police have this kind of commemoration. Sometimes it may be just a small case, but as long as you are not careful, it may happen." Killed you, that's how some people die."

"Haven't you ever thought about changing your career?" After hearing Feston's reasons for becoming a policeman, he wanted to know why he persisted until now.

"Have you ever thought about changing your career?" He replied lightly, and Fiston's words made his hand pause, "Didn't you know a long time ago that you have come to this day, and it is impossible to turn back."

"Just like you, it's impossible. The federal police is not the best profession. Some things must be done by someone. If you do it, you have to bear the corresponding danger, such as meeting a killer like you." Feston replied Turning his head, Feng Zhannuo was looking at him.

"Dangerous? I thought it was a good thing."

Feston always looked at him deeply, and now he said, "It seems to be a good thing." There was a smile in his voice.

"This is the first time I saw the scars on your back. Every time before, the light was not very good. I missed them. Only after I saw them did I know that my previous thoughts were not correct. I thought you were born to be the favorite of heaven. .”

"That's right, but it's not quite right. The successors of the Al-Qaeda family have to undergo rigorous training. Only qualified people have the right to succeed. It is definitely not easier than any training. I think I will get Caesar at the Marine Corps base like this." Perhaps it was thanks to the training at that time." There was a hint of self-deprecation in Felston's words.

Scars are the medals of the police. In fact, he should not be surprised. Including Feston's experience, no one will believe that he has not received strict training. No one is born with such a resolute and unyielding character. Goshawks attract the attention of everyone around them.

"How do you feel, do you want me to wipe your back?" Without waiting for an answer, Feng Zhannuo picked up the towel, and pressed the warm heat on Feston's back.

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