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However, that was only a very short moment.

It was so short that Wen Dong just blinked his eyes, and when he looked again, the man who was diagonally away from him and looked at him from a distance across the crowd had a gentle curve on his lips.

The previously strong and substantial aggressiveness has long since disappeared, even causing Wen Dong to doubt for a moment, suspecting that he was dazzled just now, or that there is something wrong with his senses, it seems that this man has been like this from the beginning to the end. Mild and harmless, just like the scent of grass and trees on his body.

With such a gentle smile, the man raised his glass to Wendong and nodded slightly.

In fact, this gesture in a place like a bar has a slightly provocative hint. However, at this moment, it is done by this man, but it does not look frivolous at all. Instead, it is extraordinarily personable, as if polite invitation.

However, when it was said that it was an invitation, the man didn't seem to care at all whether he would get a response from Wen Dong. He raised the wine glass to his lips, lowered his head and took a sip. After drinking, he stopped looking at Wen Dong and turned his head again. He leaned back.

Wen Dong unconsciously stared at the silhouette for another two seconds, subconsciously raised his wine glass, and drank the last sip of wine in the glass.

The cold and spicy wine stimulated Wen Dong's taste buds, and at the same time stimulated his nerves, and Wen Dong finally came back to his senses.

It is undeniable that at this moment, he has developed a strong curiosity about the man not far away.

It was as if he had long been used to everyone around him being transparent and unobstructed in front of him, but this man was the only one whose whole body seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of mist, making it difficult for Wen Dong to see clearly and read thoroughly.

While thinking, Wen Dong saw the man not far away, and another man came.

Probably it is true that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. The man who came has the same eye-catching appearance. The gold-rimmed glasses and the long khaki windbreaker perfectly set off his gentle temperament, which is easy to make people feel good about. .

But his breath was nothing special, at least Wen Dong didn't notice anything different from other people's smell.

The gentle man sat down on the empty seat opposite——

"What are you looking at?" He took off his long trench coat, folded it meticulously and put it aside, and asked Ji Lin casually.

Ji Lin raised his head, and the corners of his lips curved just right again. He casually shook the phone screen towards Xi Yingzong, with a concerned tone: "Look at the time, Dr. Xi has always been punctual, but he was late for a quarter of an hour today. What's the matter? Do you need my help?"

Xi Yingzong was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It's nothing, I just did a little favor for the neighbor's house before going out, and it was delayed if I didn't pay attention, I'm sorry, don't worry."

Ji Lin nodded, "It's fine."

He didn't ask "how did you help", and Xi Yingzong didn't explain much, but turned around and said: "But what I just asked was not this, I was asking——I saw you from the moment I entered the door, you have been sideways before Looking at... the direction of the stage, who are you raising your glass to?"

At the end of the question, Xi Yingzong's eyes hidden behind the lenses had already taken on an obvious sense of playfulness.

As if he didn't expect him to notice this, Ji Lin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal, answering frankly and bluntly: "A boy."

When Ji Lin said this, the corners of his lips were still hooked, and his tone was extremely gentle. Those who were not familiar with him would probably think that he was really interested in the boy he was talking about.

However, Xi Yingzong just gave a "tsk", disapproving.

No way, who told Ji Lin to talk about "a cat", "a book", or even "a suspect" with such an expression and such a tone?

Instead of continuing to discuss this meaningless topic, Xi Yingzong took Ji Lin and took a sip from the wine glass that Ji Lin had already poured and filled with ice cubes. His eyes scanned the entire bar unconsciously, and suddenly asked: "Hey Ji Lin Rin, you said that in your profession of profilers, do you have occupational diseases, and you usually want to analyze and profile anyone you meet wherever you go?"

Ji Lin gave Xi Yingzong a strange look, and asked without answering: "Then you are a surgeon, do you want to disembowel everyone you meet?"

This made Xi Yingzong amused. He held his wine glass and laughed so hard that the liquid in the glass swayed slightly with his movements, "Am I crazy? I want to sit here and drink with you, but I don't want to sit in your interrogation tea in the room."

Ji Lin also laughed, but he didn't speak, he picked up the wine glass and touched Xi Yingzong.

"But having said that," Xi Yingzong took a sip of his wine, and then said again, "If you are idle now, you are also idle, or you can analyze it for me casually?"

Ji Lin asked warmly, "Analyze what?"

"Whatever you want," Xi Yingzong changed his sitting position, leaned leisurely on the back of the sofa, and pointed in one direction casually, "It's just these two, okay?"

Ji Yan looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a young couple sitting at the table not far from them.

Ji Lin thought for two seconds, then spoke calmly, his tone was unhurried, coherent and clear: "The boy's hair is oily, which means he hasn't washed it at least today, the T-shirt is wrinkled, and the neckline is dirty, which means he doesn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. Being slovenly, of course, can also reflect to a certain extent that he doesn't care enough about girls, and doesn't care about his image in the eyes of girls. The blue shadow is very heavy at the moment, it should be staying up all night for a long time, maybe staying up late playing games, or staying up late studying Work, but his mobile phone case is a game character, and there is a callus at the base of the hanging right wrist, which is formed by the friction between the bottom of the wrist and the mouse pad for a long time, so it is speculated that it is more likely to stay up late and play games. Besides, the body shape Poor, abdominal fat accumulation, a glass of wine mixed with three quarters of Coke, all in all, you can basically portray a standard otaku image."

Xi Yingzong listened carefully, and when Ji Lin's voice fell, he immediately gave a thumbs up, and said sincerely: "You are awesome, you are the master of details!"

After boasting, he couldn't help but sigh: "But you said, how can he find a girlfriend with his type?"

Ji Lin calmly threw out four words: "I'm going to be dumped."

Xi Yingzong was stunned, "You know all of this?"

Ji Lin explained lightly: "This girl is completely opposite to the boy. She has carefully taken care of her hairstyle, makeup, and body dress. Even the manicures on her hands are newly done, which is enough to prove that she wants to see a man today. A person who is very concerned, but this person is not the boy around her, because she was absent-minded when talking to the boy. She has checked her mobile phone three times in the past 2 minutes. She should be waiting for someone's news. There is another detail. She didn't finish her drink, but just now she specially refilled her lipstick in advance, which means that the person she was waiting for should be arriving soon."

Just as Ji Lin's ending sound fell, a tall and thin boy came to the table. Before Xi Yingzong was shocked, he watched the girl Ji Lin had just analyzed stood up from her seat, with a shy and shy expression on her face. Joyfully, she took the tall and thin boy's arm.

Xi Yingzong's eyes widened, and he immediately clapped his hands this time. He couldn't help but joked: "Prophet, you must follow me when you walk at night tonight, and be careful not to be stabbed!"

Ji Lin smiled lightly, he said a lot in one breath just now, a little dry, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip to moisten his throat.

Xi Yingzong seemed to be addicted to the game, so he raised his finger and pointed in another direction, and said enthusiastically, "Hey, here's another one, the one with the hat."

Ji Lin turned his head to look, and saw two people sitting facing each other at another table not far away. On the left was a girl with long hair, and on the right was the boy wearing a peaked cap that Xi Yingzong had just pointed to.

Both of them were facing Ji Lin and the others.

After thinking for a few seconds, Ji Lin said frankly: "At present, the amount of information is insufficient, and it is not easy to analyze. From the appearance, the clothes are neat and the shoes are also very clean. At least it shows that he pays more attention to his personal appearance. In addition, the fruit plate on their table just now It was accidentally knocked crookedly, and he immediately re-arranged the fruit plate so that it was completely perpendicular to the horizontal line of the table. In addition, his wine glass was also placed in the middle of his body. It is speculated that he may have compulsive behavior in some aspects, If there are more... relatively silent, he kept his head down and did not communicate with the girl opposite, the movement of rubbing the wine glass with both hands showed that he was thinking or a little anxious, guessing that he might have something to say to the girl, but he was still organizing his words. ..”

However, Ji Lin's analysis hadn't stopped completely, when the girl suddenly approached the boy and whispered something in his ear.

Immediately afterwards, the boy suddenly laughed. He stopped rubbing the wine glass, put one hand in his pocket, fumbled twice, and then took out from his pocket——

A squirt gun.

Afterwards, without hesitation, he "pulled the trigger" at the girl and gave her a face full of water.

Ji Lin's always calm and composed face froze for a rare second, he paused for a moment, and finally said with a dull face: "Sorry, I take back my speculation just now, he might just be stupid because of drinking."

Xi Yingzong burst into laughter unceremoniously.

Before he could laugh enough, a person came by the table. Although Xi Yingzong himself had a good-looking appearance, the moment he saw the person coming, his eyes couldn't help showing a look of astonishment——

The person in front of him has cold blue hair with a slightly long tip, hanging down obediently, and the hair swaying slightly in front of his forehead, which makes his slightly slender and delicate eyebrows half hidden and half exposed, and a pair of big and upward looking eyes. Under the dim lighting of the bar, it looks like it is full of water, sparkling and translucent, with porcelain white skin, even the color of the lips is very light, the neck is long and slender, and the beautiful arc drawn when the head is slightly lowered, revealing the The fragility of being easily broken, he wore a very simple light blue shirt, but the top two buttons were unbuttoned, the light cast a shadow on the half-covered delicate collarbone, and in a certain Each point reflects the dazzling luster.

Ji Lin recognized him at a glance, it was the beautiful boy who was looking at him from afar.

However, it was also at this moment that Ji Yan discovered that there was actually a crystal clear clavicle nail inlaid on the boy's right collarbone.

It's not coquettish, on the contrary, it sets off his whole body with a layer of indifferent sex-sensitivity.

"Sorry to bother you," Wen Dong curled his lips and pointed to the middle of Ji Lin and Xi Yingzong. It was a U-shaped sofa. Ji Lin and Xi Yingzong were sitting opposite each other. Only the corner in the middle was empty. , Wen Dong's tone was polite and apologetic, "I want to ask, can I sit here?"

While talking, he shook the picture book he held in his hand towards the two of them, and explained seriously: "I want to draw for a while, but the location I chose before is too close to the performance stage, which is a bit noisy. Your location is the farthest away. , I think it will be quieter, I just sit here and don't disturb your chat, is that okay?"

When he asked this question, he deliberately only looked at Xi Yingzong, as if the person who was looking at him earlier was not Ji Lin, but Xi Yingzong.

Xi Yingzong was not at ease when he looked at him, he smiled as if begging for mercy, and raised his chin towards the opposite side, the meaning was obvious——

Don't ask me, ask him!

Only then did Wen Dong take his time, turning his gaze to Ji Lin.

Wen Dong didn't speak any more, just smiled slightly, and tilted his head towards Ji Lin.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Ji Lin paused, but within a second, he put on his signature smile again, with a gentle and low tone: "Of course, it's a great honor."

While answering like this, Ji Lin turned sideways and made way for Wen Dong to sit in.

"Thank you!" Wen Dong gave Ji Lin another extra bright smile, then walked in sideways, and sat down on the empty seat.

He did what he said, and as soon as he sat down, he lowered his head and opened the drawing book in his hand, holding the paintbrush, with a serious look on his mind.

No one knew that at this moment, Wen Dong's entire mind was almost occupied by Ji Lin beside him.

As he got closer, the scent of grass and trees emanating from Ji Lin's body became more and more intense, making Wen Dong feel like he was in a misty mountain forest. Wen Dong hadn't felt so comfortable for a long, long time, so comfortable that he was almost intoxicated.

But at the same time, as they got closer, the aura emanating from Xi Yingzong's body became much easier to recognize than other people.

For example, now, Wen Dong can distinguish a contradictory taste - some are delicious, but some are slightly hot, like thick soup with too many seasonings, and it doesn't smell good.

Wen Dong knew that this was the combination of curiosity and vigilance.

However, he can understand being curious. After all, he suddenly appeared and shared a table with them. Normal people would be more or less curious about him.

But being vigilant seemed a bit strange. After all, judging from the appearance of the two men beside him, they should be familiar with such behaviors similar to strike-up in bars.

"Hello," just as he was contemplating, the soft male voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, "Do you... want a glass of wine?"

Wen Dong's pen tip paused slightly, and a small dot fell on the drawing paper. He turned his head, looked at Ji Lin, and nodded politely, "Okay."

"What do you want to drink?" Ji Lin asked seriously, "Cocktail? I asked the waiter for a wine list."

As he spoke, he reached out to ring the service bell on the table, Wen Dong hurriedly stopped him, raised his finger to the wine bottle on the table, and obediently said: "I'll just drink this."

Ji Lin looked at the tequila on the table, then at Wen Dong, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he felt that the two were incompatible, "This wine is very strong, would you like it?"

But Wen Dong nodded again without hesitation, and said sincerely: "I like the taste of tequila very much."

Wen Dong was fascinated by that overly strong thrill that seemed to envelop everything.

Ji Lin smiled, didn't persuade him any more, just replied "I like it too", then raised his hand and took out an empty glass from the small glass cabinet equipped by the table, poured two-thirds of the wine first , then raised his head and asked Wen Dong: "Do you like something that's a little bit colder, or something that's not too cold?"

Wen Dong watched Ji Lin's movements and blinked, his long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, "It's a bit colder."

Ji Linwen replied "Okay" and added three more small ice cubes. The movement was light and slow, without splashing a drop of wine. After that, he put the wine glass firmly in front of Wen Dong, and he was very gentlemanly. He added a sentence: "Please enjoy."

Wen Dong thanked him, and temporarily put the paintbrush in the middle of the drawing book, took a sip from the wine glass.

The delicate and small Adam's apple slipped slightly, but before he could take another sip, Ji Lin suddenly asked in a casual chat: "Are you majoring in fine arts?"

Wen Dong paused slightly while holding the wine glass, raised his eyes to look at Ji Lin, and asked with interest: "How did you tell? Is it because I think I have to bring a drawing book with me even when I come to a place like a bar?"

"No," Ji Lin's lips were still curved just right, and his tone sounded very sincere, "I guessed it casually, but I just think that your temperament is very similar to that of an art student."

Wen Dong laughed, his brows and eyes were extremely agile, and immediately, his gaze moved down from Ji Lin's perfect sculpture-like face, and settled on his skeletal hand, Yun Danfeng responded lightly : "Actually, I just wanted to say, if your hand holds a paintbrush, it will definitely look good."

Ji Lin didn't seem to expect him to say that, he was startled for a moment, subconsciously looked down at his hand, then shook his head with a smile, "Sorry, I disappointed you, I really don't have much talent in painting point."

After the last word "fen" was spoken, Ji Lin suddenly raised his head and looked into Wen Dong's eyes.

His eyes were already light, but at this moment, under the rendering of the dim light, they seemed even more mysterious.

For a moment, Wen Dong felt that those eyes seemed to hide a vortex, trying to pierce him completely and engulf him.

But it was only an extremely short, hard-to-discern moment.

When Wen Dong looked carefully again, he could only see the undisguised eyes, as if he was embarrassed because he received undeserved praise.

But at the same time, Wen Dong clearly smelled that the smell of fresh fragrance and hotness coexisted before, but at this moment, the hotness has reached a peak, as pungent as substance.

Wen Dong suddenly understood where the vigilance of that gentle man with gold-rimmed glasses came from.

If it were a lot of people who didn't think about it, after Ji Lin finished saying that, they would probably reciprocate and ask Ji Lin's occupation.

Therefore, Ji Lin threw out this topic on purpose to test him.

And the reason for the temptation is not difficult to figure out, it must be related to Ji Lin's occupation.

Of course Wen Dong was also very curious about Ji Lin's occupation, but he knew too well how people get along with each other, so he swallowed back this curiosity without hesitation, just let out a faint "Oh", and lowered his eyes again. Take a sip of wine.

It's a pity that he doesn't care about the other party's occupation, but just sighs that "Bai has such hands, but he can't draw".

Putting down his wine glass, Wen Dong picked up his brush again, and suddenly there was something he really wanted to paint.

Ji Lin and Xi Yingzong also seemed to stop paying attention to him, and continued their chat.

Wen Dong heard the gentlemanly man wearing gold-rimmed glasses start a conversation: "By the way, I saw the news today, saying that the serial robbery and murder case was finally solved? This has finally been solved, otherwise we will have to deal with it all day long." Trembling."

As he spoke, he stroked his heart with his palm, as if he still had lingering fears in his heart, and he was really frightened by this case.

But Wen Dong knew clearly that these words were meant for him.

Because this gentle man does not have the slightest smell of fear, but only the delicious taste just now rising.

This smell comes from curiosity.

But sometimes, when human curiosity reaches a certain level, it will become a spy.

So Wen Dong understood that Ji Lin's career was probably related to the police.

He didn't show any emotion on his face, but he couldn't help secretly rubbing the thin callus between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

If it is related to the police, then Wen Dong can probably guess how Ji Lin judged that he is a professional art student, not just painting as a hobby——

If it's just a hobby, you probably won't be able to grind the cocoon.

Ordinary people seldom have such meticulous observation skills.

Wen Dong kept the paintbrush in his hand, and sighed quietly in his heart, he thought, if he had a chance next time, and met this man with a grassy aura, he hoped that he must be alone at that time.

To Wen Dong, Ji Lin was like a fog that suddenly swept in, but with his friends by his side, it was like constantly pointing out the direction for Wen Dong to get out of the fog.

It can be heard that Dong doesn't want direction, he doesn't want to go out, he just wants to indulge in this mist full of grassy fragrance for a moment...

indulge…

moment…

Ji Lin's shoulders suddenly sank, his voice paused, and he lowered his head to look, only to find that this beautiful boy, at some point, was just drawing like this, and fell asleep.

The boy's eyebrows were flat, his breathing was even and steady, as if he was sleeping very peacefully and relaxed.

The slightly longer hair ends casually fell on the flawless cheeks, and the slender neck was stretched even more by the movement of tilting the head. The most fragile and sensitive Adam's apple was exposed to Ji Lin's eyes without any warning or defense.

Ji Lin suddenly closed his eyes.

It seemed that through this simple action of closing eyes, a certain beast-like instinct that only he could perceive was tightly stitched back into the bottomless abyss.

After a while, he returned to normal, and was about to wake the boy up, but his eyes fell on the boy's lap and the drawing book that was still open.

There was originally a blank sheet of paper, but now, there is an extra sketch.

It depicts a sideways hand.

It's so clear and lifelike, with clear details, that Ji Yan recognized it at a glance. The painting on it is his hand.

But the only difference is that there is a paintbrush in the hand in the painting.

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The light continuously rotates into a mottled aperture in the fast lens of time, and the whole world goes dark and bright again, and it is another night.

When Ji Lin was awakened by the vibration of the phone, his first reaction was to raise his hand and press one shoulder, then turned his head to look to the side.

No one is empty.

It took another two seconds before he realized that he was lying on the bed at home.

Ji Lin raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and the moment he picked up the phone, he had already returned to his usual clear state, "Deputy Tang?"

"Mr. Ji, are you awake?" Tang Chu's slightly surprised tone came from the receiver, "You sound so awake."

Ji Lin didn't explain much, just gave a faint "hmm".

Tang Chu was thinking about the business, and didn't worry too much about it, but said eagerly: "Just wake up, I'm afraid that your dream will be disturbed... If you want to blame it, it's Ruan Tian's poisonous milk last night. We failed to respond to the crowd. The eager voices of the people—there is a new case, and you must come to the scene."

At the end, Tang Chu's tone had completely sank.

The absurd dream that rarely sleeps Ji Lin all night finally dissipated completely at this moment, he asked briefly: "Where?"

Tang Chu replied in a deep voice: "Ya Shen Conservatory of Music."

"I'll go right away," Ji Lin got up and got out of bed, and asked as he walked to the bathroom, "Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?"

"Confirmed," Tang Chu replied, "It's a piano teacher in this school named Shen Xi."

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