Case File Compendium

Xie Qingcheng froze slightly.

Eyes opened silently in the darkness.

He naturally didn't want to sleep with He Yu, but his condition was too bad, and he really didn't want to argue with He Yu.

He Yu felt his body tense suddenly and knew that he was still asleep, so he whispered in his ear: "Brother, let me squeeze, I'm cold."

"...I told you earlier, let you sleep on the bed." Xie Qing wanted to get up.

"Don't go down, I can hardly stand the cold."

"..."

"Really, Xie Qingcheng... I'll just hug you, and I won't do anything."

Xie Qingcheng saw that he really had no next move. Although he felt that the young man's body was like a furnace, and it was hot when he stuck it to his back. The so-called "frozen to death" seemed to be lying, but after all, he didn't want to say any more what.

Let him go.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes again, trying to relax himself in the warmth brought by the young man sleeping next to him.

After all, He Yu was only 20 years old, full of blood, his back pressed against his chest, and he could feel the boy's heartbeat and heat.Gradually, he no longer shivered from the cold, and gradually became sleepy.

It's a pity that the body is relaxed, but the heart cannot be relaxed.As soon as Xie Qingcheng fell into a dream, in front of him was Yi Beihai holding a kitchen knife, looking up and laughing wildly.

And Qin Ciyan's body, like a puppet with a broken string, fell from the window...falling...

Suddenly it turned into countless floating sea moon jellyfish. The jellyfish floated in the sunset and passed the cafes and fruit and vegetable shops on the streets of Brooklyn.

The man who looked like his father came out of the store with a paper bag of food in his arms, and smiled: "Xiao Xie..."

The smile gradually blurred in the magnificent sunset, and the sunset turned into blood, which kept gushing out from under the broken corpse, and was washed away by the rain and faded.

Zhou Muying and Xie Ping lay at the scene of the car accident, the cordon was pulled up in the pouring rain, and the self-starting truck that caused the accident was burning violently, and the flames were soaring into the sky...

The flames lick the sky like ghost tongues.In Chengkang Mental Hospital, Jiang Lanpei hummed softly: "Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."

He rushed in, he was late, and Xie Xue's fragmented body lay on the ground...

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!!"

"Xie Qingcheng! Xie Qingcheng!! Wake up! Wake up!!"

Peach Blossom Eyes opened suddenly, the pupils were still tightly contracted, Xie Qingcheng was covered in cold sweat, panting, He Yu's face was reflected in his slack eyes.

He Yu leaned on him, propped one hand beside his pillow, and patted his face with the other, anxiously: "Wake up, you're having a nightmare."

The nightmare seemed to be continuing. Although Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes, his thoughts were still in chaos.

He looked at the face of He Yu who was close at hand, that feminine and handsome face overlapped with that of He Yu at the clubhouse night.

At this moment, he seemed to be lying on that black leather sofa again, and the next second He Yu would pour bright red spirits on his chest.

Xie Qingcheng got up immediately, forcefully and decisively, and pushed He Yu away at once.

"Don't touch me, ahem... you... stay away from me."

The body is fragile due to illness and dreams, but the eyes are sharp.

Resist instinctively.

"..."

He Yu was not a really good-tempered person, but Xie Qingcheng rejected his good intentions, saying that he was not uncomfortable, but it was a lie.

But then he saw Xie Qingcheng's pale hands trembling slightly, and when his face was buried in his palms, even his fingertips were trembling.

He Yu suddenly fell silent.

He knew that he must be a part of that nightmare.

The boy's face slowly became gloomy, and he realized that every touch now would remind Xie Qingcheng of the things they did in the past.

For Xie Qingcheng, those things are undoubtedly a memory that he doesn't want to look back.

No matter how kind he is, no matter how eager he is, no matter how much he wants to hug Xie Qingcheng to comfort him, Xie Qingcheng will never need it.

His presence seemed to only aggravate his condition.

He Yu's eyes were hot and fierce, and he just looked at him silently for a long time, and finally suppressed the desire to get close to this man, with a sullen face, slowly got off the bed, pushed the door and walked out.

Xie Qingcheng was sitting on the bed alone, and the bed was filled with warmth from two people.

The warmth gradually cooled, he leaned his head on the bedside shelf, raised his fragile neck, and then, the man slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't want to care what He Yu was doing when he went out, he didn't care if the brat got hurt or thought he was annoying.

He once thought about giving the last bit of blood to He Yu, but that night in the clubhouse, it was He Yu who poured out the blood with his own hands.

Even if they later experienced life and death together, Xie Qingcheng couldn't accept He Yu as he did back then.

He still can't accept...

Xie Qingcheng was so calm alone, but he didn't expect that after a while, the door suddenly opened again with a "squeak".

What he didn't even expect was that He Yu came in with a glass of water, which was freshly boiled and still emitting white smoke.

The boy handed the water to the man: "Drink it."

"..."

He Yu lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, and said to himself: "I used to be alone at home, and when I had bad dreams, I just drank a cup of hot water. It made me feel much better."

It is indeed the case.

In the cold night, in the aftertaste of nightmares, it is difficult to resist the temptation of such a cup of hot water.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, thanked him in the end, took the cup, took two white pills from the bedside medicine box, and swallowed them with hot water.

"Is this the medicine for your mental Ebola?"

"En." Xie Qingcheng took the medicine, drank a few more sips of water, and slowly recovered, his lips were finally a little bloody. Seeing that He Yu wanted to pick up the medicine box and look at it, he raised his hand to stop it He, "Not the kind you eat. You can't use it."

He Yu: "Are you sure this medicine is really effective? I think your health is still very bad."

Xie Qingcheng looked up at him: "Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?"

"...Okay, you're a doctor, okay." He Yu let go of the medicine box, turned around and walked out again.

Xie Qingcheng: "Where are you going?"

"I see you are so annoying, you wake up startled for a while, and shivering with cold for a while, I won't wait on you anymore, I'm going outside to watch the stars." He Yu threw him a lame reason at random, and then left.

He Yu obviously doesn't know how to look at the stars, he is distressed and passionate.

Xie Qingcheng's startled look made him want to hug this man to comfort him, Xie Qingcheng unconsciously frowned and trembled slightly in his sleep, which made him inevitably arouse the perverted violent desire that he was born with on the bed , making him want to have sex with him intensely.

And every time He Yu suppressed his emotions and diverted his strong desires and feelings, his spirit would be damaged to a certain extent.

Internal friction is very exhausting, not to mention that he has to make a very calm appearance in front of Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu walked to a place where there was no one in the field, and took a cold blade that he carried with him and stuck it to his wrist - it was the scar left by his self-torture for a long time.

His illness was either hurting others or hurting himself. Without blood and pain as a sacrifice, it would never be cured.

He doesn't want to hurt Xie Qingcheng now, because Xie Qingcheng, who is also a different dragon, has already suffered enough injuries, so the only one he can hurt is himself in the end.

Blood flowed out, but his pain became more and more numb.

He Yu finally dropped the knife, buried his slightly convulsed hands in his pitch-black hair, held his head in place, and screamed silently in his heart, he was in extreme pain, but he couldn't escape.

Sometimes he even thought, if he hadn't done that to Xie Qingcheng in the clubhouse, would everything be different now?Will there be a better twist?

"rustle……"

The sound of the night wind echoed on the loess slope, blowing the withered sage leaves, He Yu tried his best to calm his heart.

Suddenly, he heard rustling footsteps coming from a distance.

He Yu raised his scarlet eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a man in red, wrapped in a windbreaker, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But looking at the figure of the other party, it should be a thin woman, not the peasant housewife of this family.

The woman sneaked up to the house where they were staying, wandered around the window, and tiptoed several times trying to look inside.

He Yu was a little stunned——

Because the window she looked at was the window of the guest room where he and Xie Qingcheng lived!

He Yu collected himself and got up immediately.

In this weird Qingli County, it seems that anything can happen. Yi Beihai, Lu Yuzhu, Zhuang Zhiqiang's missing daughter Zhao Xue... They all come from here. Qingli County seems to have a huge black net that cannot be seen. It collects all kinds of murder cases, disappearances, and evil forces.

As for him and Xie Qingcheng, two outlanders, it was impossible not to be noticed when investigating some clues of the past.

To be honest, even if someone was ordered to kill them, he wouldn't be surprised, so since he reached the boundary of Qingli County, He Yu's vigilance was very high, even when he fell asleep, he was still very vigilant.

Yes, he was not afraid of killing people or seeing blood, as long as the other party showed any sign of wanting to do something, it would be right to hit him with the muzzle of the gun.

——He has a lot of sickness in his heart to vent.

If those criminals wanted to take them under the knife, he could even disembowel them and dig out their hearts and lungs if they had a legitimate reason for self-defense.

He Yu stared closely at the figure of the woman in red who hadn't spotted him, held his breath, and slowly approached her...

His scarlet and morbid eyes reflected the sneaky figure of the woman, with the praying mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind him, He Yu observed her every move.suddenly--!

The woman put her hands behind her back, as if she was about to pull out something.

For a moment, the murder of Cheng Kang, the murder of Radio and Television Tower, including the murder of the "Judgment" crew later, a series of murderous scenes flashed through He Yu's mind!

Could it be a gun? !

He is in the dark and she is in the light, and he moves faster than her.As soon as the woman's hand touched the hard thing behind her waist, a sharp knife hit her back vest.

He Yu's cold voice sounded behind her: "Don't move around."

The woman's slender body trembled violently.

Little by little, the tip of He Yu's knife slid along her spine and slid to the hand hidden under the windbreaker.

"Put things down."

woman:"……"

He Yuhan's voice repeated, and the threat was even worse: "Let it go."

The woman said: "...It seems that I have no choice, right?"

"You have no choice."

A moment of silence.

This woman seemed to have figured out that in this situation, she really had no other way to go except to be obedient.

Then there was a muffled sound, and a heavy object fell to the ground.

It's just that the sky was too dark, and He Yu couldn't see what it was.But he is not in a hurry to watch it now.

"Fine. Now, put your hands up and turn around," he ordered.

"..."

"turn around."

The woman had no choice but to turn around slowly according to He Yu's request.In the night, He Yu saw a pair of very familiar eyes - he must have looked at these eyes for a long time somewhere.

"Take off your veil."

"..."

"hurry up."

A few late-night dog barks came from a distance, which became the treacherous background when the two men confronted each other in the mountain village.

The woman stared at He Yu with those eyes, then slowly raised her hand to the side of her windproof veil, and then——

She suddenly grabbed and blocked with a backhand, her strength was astonishing, and she pushed away He Yu's suppression with the strength that a woman of her size should have at all, and then swept across with a whip leg, forcing He Yu to pull away instantly and her distance.The woman took advantage of this opportunity to run forward, but He Yu cursed secretly, grabbing the corner of her cloak.

The woman hoarsely said, "Let go!"

He Yu didn't let go, the corner of the robe was torn under the forceful tugging of the two, and her face was exposed due to the excessive force.

Even though He Yu had thousands of guesses in his mind, no matter how calm he was, he was not afraid of all kinds of murderers, but when the hazy light shone on the woman's face, he was still stunned——

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The author has something to say:

What would the characters in the case book do if they traveled to ancient times? (At first, I just wanted to write a small ancient theater, but after thinking about it, I felt excited, and I wrote it seriously... Hey? Isn’t this the fucking taste of my love?! So I made my personal design and brain first. Hole for everyone to play, but if you are happy, maybe one day I will write an ancient martial arts with a similar setting, first record the character setting, leave a record, everything is not necessarily hahahahaha)

Xie Qingcheng: Although he can cure diseases, he probably wants to be a policeman more. If he does, he will definitely become the kind of big policeman with high force value, the kind that all bandits hate to death. He is very good at catching Thieves, especially thieves who are well-dressed beasts and flower pickers.Because Xie Qingcheng is very cold-blooded, stern and selfless, and has made many problems, so he has to wear a mask to handle murder cases and separate his daily identity from that of a big police officer, otherwise his family members will be killed.The big catcher has a high hatred value, and he is the number one righteous man in the black (cough) road offering rewards.Everyone on the road hated him to the bone, and many treacherous and corrupt officials wanted his life. Some even threatened that if the big policeman slipped into their hands one day, they would definitely humiliate him and not let him go.

He Yu: Those who know it are all high-tech, and I don’t think you will need any skills.So if in ancient times, you could only make a living by selling jokes by gentle and elegant people, and if you were not careful, you would become the king of ducks, relying on the support of the masters and wives, but he didn't like this, and felt that it was very tiring to pretend to be laughing, so once the money was earned Enough, he will run away, looking for true love, and then no matter whether the other party agrees or not, he will carry out flower picking activities.Of course, he may also become the young master or gang leader of the ancient black and evil forces. The gentle and gentle man is just another identity he cut out in his spare time.

Chen Man: To be a policeman is a cute and lovely policeman who is close to the people.

Xie Xue: I want to be a private school teacher, but if I travel to a feudal dynasty where female teachers are not required, she will quietly become a female knight.