mask personality

Masquerade.

At first glance, the decoration in the lobby looks magnificent, but if you take a closer look, you will find that the material is crudely made, like a fake princess who stole a princess dress and wears it on her body, and it is difficult to conceal the inferiority inside.

The center of the hall is filled with all kinds of rare food, which seems to be delicious in color and fragrance, but no one cares about it.

In other words, no one is allowed to care.

"My dear children," the person wearing a weird clown mask and a scarlet robe stood on a temporary high platform. His figure was like a ghost. He deliberately lowered his voice, and the sound he made was as rough as sandpaper. It's weird, "Do you smell the aroma of food? Hush - don't be noisy, be quiet, I know you are all hungry, you must be very hungry, after all, you haven't eaten for three days and three nights, right? I know ,I can fully understand the pain! But, my dear children, you know, this is not torture or abuse for you, it is a test, it is a sublimation! Because all the most fearless instincts that animals have , and the sharpness that can easily tear the enemy's throat, all come from pain, extreme pain!"

"Hush——" After the high-pitched discourse that seemed to be a speech, the man suddenly slowed down his tone again, and slowly raised his pale fingers hidden under the scarlet wide sleeves, pointing to the poor-quality speakers in the corner. At this moment, Unknown weird music is coming from the speakers, as if the devil is whispering, "Did you hear that? Children, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is the voice from the depths of your heart, you are longing, shouting... my dear children Ladies and gentlemen, the dinner is indeed delicious, but out of every 50 of you, only ten people are eligible to taste this delicacy, shhh, don't think I'm cruel, after all, all good things in this world have always been so rare and rare, You must be able to understand me, right? So, children, what are you waiting for? Waiting to hand over this rare beauty to others!"

What followed was uproar, uproar, shouting...

It's a fierce collision of flesh and blood, it's a torrent of blood, it's an inhuman killing of each other!

The shoddy and gorgeous decoration was torn down, revealing the gray concrete walls inside, the delicately arranged meals were pushed to the ground, and the soup was flowing everywhere, making it a mess.

A pair of masks covered the face, but made the ugliest and darkest sin in the heart more and more revealed.

The stench filling the tip of the nose keeps rolling and boiling...

Wen Dong didn't feel the slightest bit of hunger, on the contrary, he felt nauseous, and was frequently provoked into retching.

Run away, run away, get out of here!

"Teacher Xiaowen," the familiar warm voice suddenly sounded, it seemed to be very close, close to the ears, but it seemed to come from the other side of a distant world, "Teacher Xiaowen, Wen Dong, look at me, are you okay?" ?"

Wen Dong suddenly came back to his senses.

Caught off guard, he bumped into Ji Lin's slightly upturned, light brown eyes.

The sunlight slanted in his eyes, and for a moment, Wen Dong suddenly recalled the vitality of the last nightmare——

In the turbulent sea of ​​masks, he accidentally found a narrow but extremely bright gap.

Wen Dong thought in a daze, Ji Lin's eyes were really bright, like the light in a nightmare.

People are attracted unconsciously, and are willing to sink and drown in it.

"Wen Dong," Ji Lin opened his mouth again, his voice was still his usual gentle, vaguely tinged with two points of comfort, and seemed to be seductive, "Wen Dong, look into my eyes, it's okay, no matter you It doesn't matter what you think of, because it's all in the past, it's all in the past, and it won't come back."

……

Extremely suddenly, the tip of the nose welled up with a strong aroma of grass and trees.

At that moment, Wen Dong thought he was daydreaming and had hallucinations again.

But when he gradually withdrew from the treacherous scene and clearly realized that he was standing on the sunny plastic runway, he realized that the breath on the tip of his nose was actually real.

Because what he can clearly smell is not only the fragrance of plants and trees that belongs to Ji Lin alone, but also the other blended smells——

However, it is probably because the playground at this time is indeed empty and there are few people, so the smell that fills the tip of the nose is not too much. Apart from Ji Lin's grassy smell, the most obvious one is a slightly salty smell, very similar to sea salt. .

Wen Dong knew that this smell was called worry, and it came from Tang Chu, deputy head of the Tang branch.

But this should not be true, since only about twelve hours have passed since the last time his strange special ability appeared, which is far less than a full day, so in theory, based on the 18-year practice , it should not have suddenly appeared at this time.

But now, Wen Dong has no time to think about why his special ability, which has always been regular, suddenly became disordered today. He just subconsciously took half a step back, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said: "Sorry, I'm fine, it's just... I suddenly remembered something from the past."

His voice was hoarse, his voice was slightly weak, and his lips were so pale that they were almost pale.

The hair on the forehead is slightly messy, and there is a striking red at the Adam's apple.

But that's all, other than that, in just the blink of an eye, Wen Dong's whole person, at least in terms of mental state, has not seen the slightest abnormality.

It was the first time that Rao saw Wen Dong in the inquiry room, and he had seen his powerful ability to control his emotions, but Tang Chu still didn't hide his astonishment.

Because, in fact, Wen Dong's appearance just now was really scary.

Just now, when Tang Chu picked up the mask pendant, he was stunned.

But before he froze his brain, he thought about why this mask appeared here, whether Lu Mengting had something to do with that old case, whether she was the murderer who killed Shen Xi...

Suddenly there was a violent coughing sound behind him.

The coughing sound was really too violent, as if a person wanted to cough out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys from his throat.

So Tang Chu was so startled that he lost all thoughts, and immediately turned around to look.

He saw Wen Dong was grabbing his throat with one hand, pressing his abdomen with the other, bending over and coughing violently.

He was already too thin, and with this violent coughing movement, his whole body was trembling, so thin and fragile that it was almost sick.

Tang Chu was taken aback, and ran back with big strides, wanting to ask what was wrong with Wen Dong, but no matter how loudly he yelled, Wen Dong didn't respond at all, as if he couldn't hear him at all. Still can't stop coughing.

Tang Chu was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, but Ji Lin, on the other hand, remained calm as usual.

Ji Lin gently held Wen Dong's wrist with one hand, and with a gentle but undeniable force, he took Wen Dong's hand away from his ravaged throat, and pressed the other hand weakly on it. On Wen Dong's shoulders, the strength was also gentle and precious.

At the same time, Ji Lin kept talking to Wen Dong in a low voice, while Tang Chu was listening, but he didn't hear anything too special, it was nothing more than the name "Wen Dong", and asked him 'how are you?', and said Everything is "passed away".

Tang Chu didn't know whether it was the content of Ji Lin's words that played a role, or Ji Lin's gentle voice without any anxiety. In short, Wen Dong's cough finally stopped gradually.

But before Tang Chu could heave a sigh of relief, Wen Dong straightened up, looked straight at Ji Lin, and still didn't speak, even if he looked carefully, he found that his eyes were not in focus at all, scattered and misty, as if still Still stuck in some kind of indescribable picture.

However, Ji Yan still didn't panic at all, he retracted his hand in a gentlemanly manner, but the comfort in his mouth did not stop.

Ji Lin called the name of "Wen Dong" many times, and repeated "It's all over" many times.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Dong's eyes finally regained focus.

After that, without waiting for Tang Chu to react, Wen Dong immediately adjusted himself back to the most normal state.

This seems to be an instinct that has been trained countless times and finally engraved into his bones. This instinct makes his fragility always barely emerge, and then disappears in a blink of an eye. There must be something more powerful, deeply suppressed.

Let him maintain the most decent appearance at all times.

Wen Dong stood there for another two seconds before realizing that Ji Lin was still looking at him.

However, to be more precise, Ji Lin's gaze does not seem to be on his face, but on...

on his Adam's apple.

The previous sporadic images flashed before Wen Dong's eyes, and Wen Dong could probably imagine what his Adam's apple looked like at this moment...

He tilted his head, put his fist on his lips, coughed lightly, and asked bluntly, "Mr. Ji, what are you looking at?"

Probably because he didn't expect him to ask such a direct question, Ji Lin was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly looked away.

After a while, he smiled, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed on the spot, he was still calm and composed, and even said too frankly: "I'm sorry, I see that you are very popular here."

While speaking, he raised his hand and tapped his Adam's apple with his index finger.

He tightened his Adam's apple, and with the slight movement of this finger, it slid up and down slightly.

After that, Ji Lin suddenly lowered his voice, and said in a gentle voice at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "I was just thinking, Xiaowen painter, I don't know if the chain will lock my Adam's apple next time I am your model. , also grind such a beautiful red."

When saying this sentence, the gentle arc of Ji Lin's lips still did not change at all, and his tone was still as indifferent as usual, as if he didn't feel at all how abnormal and crazy what he said was.

Moreover, this time, after Ji Lin finished speaking, she kept looking down at Wen Dong's eyes, neither dodging nor dodging, and did not try to make up for her words.

It was as if he was sure that Wen Dong would not be frightened by his madness.

And Wen Dong was indeed not frightened.

The meeting of his gaze and Ji Lin's was like an invisible flame bursting in the air.

It wasn't until Tang Chu approached that Wen Dong suddenly raised his hand, his fingertips lightly brushed over the red mark on his Adam's apple, he bent his lips and said with a smile, "Really? I hope so, I'm looking forward to it."

"What?" Tang Chu touched the back of his head, wondering, "What charades are you playing again? Mr. Xiaowen, are you... completely ok?"

He asked this lightly, but Wen Dong could smell that the salty smell on Tang Chu's body hadn't weakened much.

Obviously, he was still worried.

Wen Dong withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Tang Chu, naturally skipped the first two questions, and just replied apologetically: "I'm fine, I'm sorry, I scared you..."

"No, no," Tang Chu hurriedly waved his hands, "I'm so careless, as long as you're fine!"

It has to be said that although Tang Zhinan is very nervous most of the time, at occasional specific moments, he can unexpectedly reveal a rare high EQ.

For example, at this moment, he never asked, what kind of past events did Wen Dong remember, that he had such a sudden reaction the moment he saw the mask pendant.

Wen Dong regained his rationality and his brain started working again. He raised his eyes to look not far away, but saw that Ruan Tian and Lu Mengting had long since disappeared there.

Sensing where he was looking, Tang Chu hurriedly explained: "Lu Mengting's condition is too bad, I don't think I can ask anything for the time being, so let Xiao Ruan take her back to the dormitory first."

Wen Dong was startled for a moment, then pursed his lips suddenly, and apologized again, in a more formal three words: "I'm sorry."

His apology was inexplicable, Tang Chu was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Ji Lin.

But Ji Lin's eyes still fell on Wen Dong, very quiet, as if he was thinking about something, without any emotion, and didn't have the slightest intention to speak.

Tang Chu had no choice but to ask, "Uh, Mr. Xiaowen, you're very nice, what are you apologizing for?"

"If it wasn't for me just now..." Wen Dong spoke halfway, then suddenly stopped, paused for a moment, he shook his head, and then said, "Officer Tang, we may have missed the best chance to get a real answer from Lu Mengting."

There was real regret in the tone.

Tang Chu was even more confused now, he subconsciously asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Officer Tang, do you know?" Wen Dong smiled at Tang Chu, and said softly, "When a person is rational, he is always on guard, even invulnerable. Only when his emotions break down are he most likely to show his flaws. After all, people have emotions and have weaknesses.”

I don't know which word or meaning in his sentence touched Ji Lin.

An obscure light flashed across Ji Lin's eyes looking down at Wen Dong.

But it was fleeting, Wen Dong and Tang Chu didn't notice it.

Tang Chu turned his head and vaguely understood what Wen Dong meant.

Wen Dong should be talking about the mask pendant just now.

Obviously, with Lu Mengting's previous state, she didn't even realize that she had dropped something. If she was in a state of insanity, she suddenly asked her if she dropped something, or asked her to look at the mask hanging. Falling, then it should be difficult for her to hide her instinctive first reaction.

This is the real answer that Wen Dong said, unprepared, and unconsciously leaked out.

As for Wen Dong's apology, Tang Chu also figured it out.

Wen Dong felt that the sudden change in his own state just now delayed Tang Chu and Ji Lin, preventing them from grasping the good opportunity to get useful information from Lu Mengting.

"Mr. Xiaowen, don't think so!" Tang Chu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "This has nothing to do with you, I can't blame you at all, look at me, if you don't tell me, I didn't even think about this level... "

Wen Dong just said "I'm sorry" again, and then turned his head to look at Ji Lin.

That meaning seems to be saying that Ji Lin must have wanted it originally, but he was too busy to appease him at the time and had no time to implement it.

Catching Wen Dong's gaze, Ji Lin seemed to have suddenly recovered from a distant scene. Before he could speak, the corners of his lips naturally raised a gentle arc, and after a while, he opened in a calm and breezy manner. Mouth: "Wen Dong, I think it is necessary to remind you that you seem to have forgotten my professional strengths. After all, the so-called good opportunities themselves are all accidental, and what we need is to create certainty. What you call, in a state of defense and invulnerability, pry open the loopholes and look for weaknesses."

"So," Ji Lin paused slightly, and then said in a serious tone, "So Wen Dong, there is no need to apologize, and there is no need to blame myself, because I will definitely find her flaws again and let her speak."

Unexpectedly, Ji Lin would suddenly say such a thing, Wen Dong couldn't help but startled.

Because in fact, since meeting Ji Lin, Wen Dong seems to have never heard him talk to him like this.

The relationship between them is extremely delicate, as if they are always pulling and probing each other, under the calm surface, there are turbulent undercurrents and tit for tat.

But this time, Wen Dong had to admit that from Ji Lin's words, he had absorbed a sense of stability that fit perfectly with the grass and trees on his body, which could be called comfort.

Moreover, Wen Dong keenly discovered that this time, Ji Lin didn't appear to be polite but jokingly called him "Mr. Xiaowen" or "Mr. Xiaowen", but called him by his name directly.

The memory of the previous confusion gradually came back, and Wen Dong recalled what Ji Lin said before——

Ji Lin said: "Wen Dong, look into my eyes, it's okay, no matter what you think of, it's okay, it's all in the past, it's all in the past, and it won't come back again."

At first glance, this sentence sounds like an ordinary sentence pattern that is used to comfort people.

But thinking about it carefully, Wen Dong felt that he heard two points from it, a clear sense of determination.

This certainty seems to come from Ji Lin's insight into the source of his pain, and even, he has seen that extremely treacherous scene with his own eyes.

The moment this conclusion came to mind, Wen Dong was startled.

But before he could think about it, Tang Chu's voice dragged him back to reality: "Yes, yes, we have the ace profiler Mr. Ji, are you afraid that we won't be able to pry that little girl's mouth open?"

Wen Dong came back to his senses, a smile appeared on his lips again, and he suddenly felt that his whole body seemed to relax a lot.

He knows how to smoke, but actually he doesn't smoke very often, but at this moment, he suddenly wants to have one.

Thinking in this way, Wen Dong let himself go, reached into his pocket with one hand, took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette from it, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

He coughed too much just now, in fact, when he smokes now, he still feels a sting in his throat.

But Wen Donghun didn't care.

Tang Chu hadn't seen Wen Dong smoking a cigarette yet, so he was a bit surprised for a moment.

Under Tang Chu's surprised gaze, Wen Dong took another puff of cigarette, and then he suddenly approached Ji Lin, blew a beautiful smoke ring into Ji Lin's ear, and said with a smile, "Ace, thank you for your comfort just now, I feel better now, maybe, do you have any more useful consolation?"

In fact, when Wen Dong said this, it was purely in return.

Because he is not used to putting himself in a position of being appeased and weak.

It's not that I really want Ji Lin to comfort him any more.

It's not necessary, besides, Wen Dong doesn't think there is any better way for Ji Lin.

Unexpectedly, Ji Lin stared at him with downcast eyes for two seconds, then suddenly smiled, and took out a pair of handcuffs that Tang Chu had slipped in from the windbreaker pocket.

"Wen Dong," Ji Lin called Wen Dong's name again, his voice still warm and deep, "Do you know what is the best way to solve bad memories? In my opinion, it is to lock them up directly .”

What he said seemed normal, but what he did was completely opposite.

Because the "lock" he said turned out to be a real lock.

The handcuffs were opened, and Ji Yan moved skillfully and naturally, handcuffing half of it to Wen Dong's wrist that was not wrapped around the metal chain, and handcuffing the other half to his own wrist.

Ji Lin lowered his eyes and stared at the "locked" wrists of the two for two seconds, then suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Wen Dong, and asked as if bewitched: "Do you understand? Just like this, lock it up, smell it Dong, do you feel any comfort?"

Tang Chu felt that Ji Lin was going to be beaten.

After all, what normal person would want to be handcuffed? !

Can this really be called comfort? !

He was trying to make up for their ace profiler, Ji Lin, to prevent Ji Lin from dying young in the playground before he had time to go back and continue profiling...

Although Mr. Xiaowen doesn't look like he has force value and can be rough...

Tang Chu was thinking about it out of tune, when he saw that the corners of Dong Dong's lips curled up more and more, and finally revealed a bright smile, even the cigarette ash between his other fingers rubbed against his trousers, It fell to the ground without feeling anything.

Tang Chu heard him sigh sincerely from the heart: "Mr. Ji, has anyone told you that you are really good at comforting people?"

Tang Chu: "?"

Are you two okay?Is it normal?

"Thank you for the compliment," Ji Lin's eyes flashed eagerly, "Now I have it."

"Cough cough cough..." Tang Chu deliberately coughed twice, forcibly intervening in the conversation between the two abnormal people, and trying to turn the topic to the most important direction, "Speaking of which, now on Lu Mengting, I found that ...noodles...uh..."

Probably because he was afraid that the word "mask" would irritate Wen Dong again, Tang Chu opened his mouth, then paused, and subconsciously looked at Wen Dong again.

However, Wen Dong's expression was natural, and he even started the conversation for him: "That mask pendant."

"Ah, yes." Seeing that he didn't have any special reaction, Tang Chu breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "I found out that mask pendant. She is indeed more suspected now, and the case has become more complicated... from now on. From this point of view, as long as Lu Mengting's condition is a little bit normal, we have to bring her back to the bureau for interrogation."

Both Wen Dong and Ji Lin nodded.

Wen Dong didn't even dare to think deeply about what the reappearance of this mask pendant actually represented.

"Then let's have lunch for now?" Tang Chu suggested, "Xiao Ruan is watching over Lu Mengting first, so we can wait for her report at any time."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion not far from the playground, and the students seemed to be running in one direction.

At the same time, the mobile phone in Tang Chu's pocket suddenly rang.

As if he had a vague premonition of something, Tang Chu quickly connected the phone.

Sure enough, within two seconds of listening, his face suddenly changed.

While turning around and striding out of the playground, Tang Chu turned his head to greet Wen Dong and Ji Lin, with a serious and anxious tone: "Quick! Come with me! Lu Mengting seems to be about to jump off the building!"

The author says:

Xiao Ji, you are really normal, just a few words...

Everything normal is brewing a new round of perversion...【bushi】