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Before Wen Dong finished his voice, Ji Lin took a big step backwards, his back almost touching the mottled wall.

However, neither the expected pain nor the coldness came. On the contrary, the warmth transmitted from the back of the head and back was clearly palpable——

It was Ji Lin who put his two palms behind him.

Ji Lin was so close that Wen Dong could clearly feel his heavy breathing through his nose and the violent heartbeat in his chest.

Wen Dong felt that his breathing became more and more rapid, and his heartbeat became more active.

He lowered his eyes, moved his delicate Adam's apple slightly, and swallowed instinctively.

The next second, Ji Lin suddenly lowered his head, buried his head on the side of his neck and sniffed lightly.

The posture is very similar to some kind of large beast when facing delicious prey.

The warm breath sprayed unscrupulously on the side of Wen Dong's neck, to be precise, it was the edge of the tiny wound.

Wen Dong didn't feel the slightest pain, only a pang of itching, which made the skin on his neck tremble.

"Wen Dong," Ji Lin's slightly hoarse voice sounded close to his ears, his tone seemed to be sighing, "You smell really delicious."

At this moment, Wen Dong's whole body was shrouded by Ji Lin, which was actually an absolutely disadvantaged posture, but the corners of his lips curled up, and his tone was clearly not to be outdone and even full of bewitching: "Eat it will be more delicious Yes, Mr. Ji, don't you really want to try it?"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Dong could clearly feel that the breath sprayed on his ears and neck became two points faster. Ji Lin seemed to be doing his best to restrain the crazy beast that was about to break free from the bottom of his heart.

After a while, he suddenly made a movement as if he suddenly realized something, put one hand on the back of Wen Dong's waist, and the other hand supported Wen Dong's leg, and hugged Wen Dong straight up.

"No," Ji Lin's thin lips moved slightly, and he said concisely, "This place is dirty."

Wen Dong didn't reject Ji Lin's embrace this time, instead he raised his hand to wrap his arms around his neck.

When walking out of the corridor door, Wen Dong heard two footsteps following behind him, it should be Tang Chu who escorted Han Yang down.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and Wen Dong intuitively thought that the "dirty" Ji Lin mentioned probably did not just refer to the objective dilapidated environment of Tongzilou.

The black Cayenne was parked downstairs, Ji Lin swiftly unlocked and opened the door, and put Wen Dongan in the spacious back seat.

As if hesitating for a second, Ji Lin still didn't go directly to the driver's seat, but sat in the back seat together.

Wen Dong leaned against the back of the generous chair and looked at him sideways, smiling provocatively: "Mr. Ji, are you satisfied with the current dining environment?"

Looking down at the corners of Wen Dong's upturned lips for two seconds, Ji Lin's tongue brushed against his canine teeth, and suddenly smiled, "It seems that Mr. Xiao Wen really blindly trusts my restraint."

The smile on the corners of Wen Dong's lips widened, and his thin lips moved, wanting to say "I don't trust your restraint, on the contrary, I very much expect you to lose control", but it was probably due to the dual effects of excessive sleeping pills and the previous rain As soon as Wen Dong opened his mouth, he burst into a sharp cough.

With a low sigh, Ji Lin took out a small medicine box from the storage cabinet, opened it, and took out disinfectant wipes and alcohol cotton balls from it.

Taking out a disinfectant wipe and carefully wiping his fingers, Ji Lin said softly, "I can understand Mr. Xiaowen's eagerness to express trust, but judging from your current state, it's best to close your eyes and rest for the time being. "

Wen Dong: "..."

Express trust with a spiral stick hammer!

He shut up and stopped talking, his eyes fell on Ji Lin's slender fingers that moved quietly.

Ji Lin wiped his fingers clean one by one, then took out an alcohol cotton ball, gently pinched it with his thumb and index finger, covered the tiny wound on Wen Dong's neck, and wiped it gently.

His movements were extremely gentle, and even implied two points of preciousness, making it impossible for people to imagine how fierce and diametrically opposite the appearance of holding the gun in both hands was.

Wen Dong was extremely unaccustomed to being taken care of like this. His shoulders were tense, and he couldn't help turning his eyes away. He changed the subject and said, "Mr. Ji, don't you have anything you want to ask me? I mean the case."

Ji Lin's movements froze for a moment, he shook his head, and said warmly: "In terms of the case, not yet."

Wen Dong was startled for a moment, but then understood.

That's right, with Ji Lin's insight ability, it's no surprise that he can guess his plan.

Ji Lin could indeed guess it.

From the moment he saw the "poetry" sent to him by Wen Dong on WeChat, to the time when he learned that the piano room in the Music House had an obvious smell of milk tea, Ji Lin had already figured out Wen Dong's plan——

Through some means, Wen Dong must have known or at least guessed that there was something wrong with the milk tea that Han Yang handed him at first, and also vaguely sensed that Han Yang had murderous intentions towards him, so he pretended to overturn the milk tea unintentionally. He intentionally left a drop on the piano for the convenience of the police to find out. Han Yang's first plan failed, so he would naturally propose to buy another cup of milk tea for Wen Dong, so Wen Dong deliberately followed him.

However, judging from Wen Dong's current state, it is obvious that this second cup of milk tea was also drugged with sleeping pills. The only way to prescribe the drug in front of Wen Dong's eyes is to take the initiative to help Wen Dong poke the straw, and take this opportunity to take the crushed sleeping pills. The powder slipped in through the straw, Wen Dong of course noticed it, but he chose to follow his plan - drink it down.

But obviously, Wen Dong deliberately slowed down the speed of drinking, in order to keep himself awake as much as possible, and then waited for Han Yang to take him to the top of the tube building, and then sent himself a message.

Ji Yan thought of this level in an instant at that time, and now he went through it again in his mind, and even added the details.

For example, it is not easy to convey information in front of Han Yang, so Wen Dong deliberately wrote a poem that seems to have no literary talent, and in order not to arouse Han Yang's suspicion, Wen Dong will definitely pretend that the poem was written for Han Yang, I also sent the same message to Han Yang.

For example, just in case he really fell asleep, the phone would cause big trouble if it fell into Han Yang's hands, so Wen Dong turned it off on his own initiative, and deliberately lied to Han Yang that the phone was out of battery.

Another example...

For example, Wen Dong didn't stop there after passing on the news, he should have been using words to induce Han Yang to actually attack him.

Because from the very beginning, what Wen Dong wanted was not to "rescue" himself, but to put Han Yang to death, so that he would no longer have any possibility of getting away with the crime.

So in terms of the case, Ji Lin really didn't want to ask.

What he wants to ask is...

After the disinfection was completed, he opened a band-aid and carefully pasted it for Wen Dong. Ji Lin said in a deep voice, "Wen Dong, have you ever thought about what might happen?"

At first glance, Wen Dong's plan seems to have no problems, but in fact there are great uncertainties.

What if there was more than just sleeping pills in that cup of milk tea, what if you fell asleep before I arrived, what if Han Yang moved his hands before you fell asleep, what if I didn't understand at all What is really implied in your "poem"...

There are too many contingencies, if any of these become a reality, Wen Dong may not be here safely now.

Wen Dong naturally understood what Ji Lin didn't say later.

But he just froze for a moment, the corners of his lips raised again, and said lightly: "Nothing happens, Mr. Ji, as I said before, you are my perfect partner, and your cooperation with me is perfect .”

Ji Lin didn't answer, he looked away, put his fingers on the door handle, and was about to open the door and return to the driver's seat.

It can be heard that Dong's white and thin fingers suddenly came up.

In fact, there was no strength at all, it was just vain, but Ji Lin stopped there and stopped moving.

"Mr. Ji," Wen Dong raised his head and smiled at Ji Lin, his usually clear voice was deliberately softened by two points, "Shouldn't you be happy? I'm not afraid of what happens. Isn't that just a sign of what I mean to you?" Do you trust it completely?"

Trust so fearlessly that I entrust my life to you.

He stared at Wen Dong's smiling face for two seconds, but Ji Lin's expression suddenly turned cold. He raised a hand and moved Wen Dong's hand away with a gentle but undeniable force. After that, he As if suddenly abandoning the usual social norms, he said bluntly: "Mr. Xiaowen's obedient words don't need to be said, you and I are very clear, you are not afraid if it is not out of trust in me , you just want to achieve your goal, so you don't care about the risk at all."

As if he didn't expect Ji Lin to expose it so bluntly, Wen Dong was slightly taken aback, leaned back on the back of the seat, and said frankly with his usual cold and indifferent voice: "That's true, but I thought Mr. Ji could I understand, after all, if it were you, you would make the same choice, wouldn't you?"

Wen Dong's voice fell, and he became Ji Lin in a daze.

Because even if he didn't want to admit it, but had to admit it, Ji Yan knew very well that if it was him, he would certainly make the same plan.

They are the same people in their bones, they are lunatics, gamblers, and absolute purpose-oriented people——

He is not afraid to take any risks to achieve his goals, even risking his own life.

Ji Lin didn't answer, and Wen Dong didn't care, because he knew Ji Lin's answer very well, so he just smiled and continued jokingly: "Mr. Ji, I thought you would be very excited about my plan, or Speaking of admiration, it's like I jumped from the seventh floor with you that day."

Excited to meet the same kind, and admire the same crazy behavior.

"It's different," Ji Lin closed his eyes slightly, and finally opened his mouth. He said quietly, "Mr. Xiaowen, I was really excited when you jumped down from the seventh floor with me, but that time The premise is that I am very clear that I can catch you."

But this time is different, this time there are too many uncertainties and unknowns.

The moment Ji Lin finished speaking, Wen Dong's heart skipped a beat, and a warm current surged in his heart.

It's soft and strange.

He understood what Ji Lin hadn't finished saying, it was a worry and fear that was difficult to express.

But Wen Dong was not used to it.

He is not used to putting himself in the position of a weak person who is cared for and protected, like stepping on a ball of cotton, which is very soft but has no sense of reality.

Looking up and looking straight into Ji Lin's eyes, Wen Dong tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his heart, the corners of his lips were raised again, and he said deliberately provocatively: "Mr. Excessive concern should be a taboo for a hunter. I personally think that a brilliant hunter like Mr. Ji would never make such a low-level mistake, or this kind of excessive concern is another thing I don’t know. A brilliant method?"

Ji Yan was not at all annoyed by such almost bad speculation, he curled his lips and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Xiaowen is pleased by my clumsy means?"

Wen Dong and Ji Lin looked at each other for a moment, did not answer immediately, but suddenly raised his hand to touch his neck, and tore off the band-aid that Ji Lin had just pasted on him, then raised his lips and smiled: "Mr. Ji, I have invited you so graciously, tell me, have I been pleased?"

In the face of a stunner like Wen Dong who is blatant again and again, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's seductive, probably it's hard for a saint not to be swayed.

What's more, Ji Lin is not a saint, but a pervert.

The mad beast that had been imprisoned in his heart for a long time suddenly began to struggle and roar at this moment, and the next second, extremely rare, Ji Lin's movements were faster than reason.

By the time he realized it, he had already pulled off the black tie on his shirt neatly, and in an extremely standard uniform action, he raised both of Wen Dong's arms above his head, crossed his wrists and tied them with the tie. On the roof handle.

That was actually a gesture with a hint of abusiveness.

Wen Dong's messy hair hung down in front of his eyes, his face was so pale that it almost lost its color, his two slender arms were raised high, the protruding wrist bones were wrapped around the tie, his almost translucent skin formed an extremely sharp contrast with the black tie, It hit Ji Lin's eyeballs one after another, and it even hit Ji Lin's reason.

But even with such a posture, Wen Dong's chin was still raised slightly upwards, and his slender and fragile neck drew out a perfect curve, like a swan who is still elegant in the face of abuse.

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Contrary to his "masochist" attitude, the light in his eyes was astonishingly bright, as if he could hardly conceal the excitement and anticipation in his heart.

"My hunter," Wen Dong's beautiful lips slightly opened and closed, and he uttered words that seemed to be bewitching, "Don't you still enjoy me?"

Ji Lin's light brown eyes also glowed with an unusually bright light, with an unstoppable scorching heat.

With a bang, Ji Lin clearly heard the tall building called reason in his mind collapse in an instant.

The next second, he suddenly approached Wen Dong, buried his head on the side of his neck, and finally got his wish, his thin lips covered Wen Dong's fresh wound.

The tip of the tongue licked, and the lips sucked slightly, sucking in warm and fresh blood like a vampire...

But Ji Lin didn't stop there, he closed his eyes, and his lips slowly shifted to one side, until they landed on Wen Dong's delicate Adam's apple.

The thin lips were slightly parted, and the sharp teeth made intimate contact with the thin skin, leaving a bloody tooth mark.

Eye-catching extremely, as if the imprint is indelible.

Wen Dong's fingers were trembling, his arms were trembling, his shoulders were trembling, his whole body and even his soul were trembling.

It was the extremely hidden excitement deep in the heart being precisely poked, which aroused a shock like the soul.

"Om - hum -"

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone suddenly sounded in the small space, bringing Wen Dong and Ji Lin back to reality at the same time.

Two seconds later, Ji Lin drew back and leaned back, his brows and eyes no longer had the usual gentleness and indifference, on the contrary, he added two points of hostility, like a giant beast that was interrupted while enjoying a delicious prey.

But even so, the moment he picked up the phone, his tone returned to his usual gentleness: "Deputy Tang."

"Mr. Ji," Tang Chu's loud voice came through the receiver of the mobile phone, and Wen Dong could hear it, "Why haven't you returned to the bureau yet? Have you not listened to Han Yang's confession?"

Ji Lin's hand holding the phone tightened, and he replied concisely: "Listen, wait for us, I'll be right back."

Hanging up the phone with a low sigh, Ji Lin raised his hand sideways and untied the tie on Wen Dong's wrist, his eyes were extremely restrained not to stay on any corner of his body, after that, he turned and opened the car door, and stepped out of the car.

Before Wen Dong could react in time, he heard a beep, and Ji Lin locked the car!

Ji Lin did not return to the driving seat, but leaned against the car body, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took a cigarette from it, handed it to his lips, lit it and took a puff.

Wen Dong didn't understand why Ji Lin had to lock the car door after smoking a cigarette, he raised his hand and knocked on the car glass, and said loudly, "I want to smoke too!"

But Ji Lin just glanced sideways at Wen Dong, and then raised his index finger with the hand that didn't hold the cigarette, and made a "shh" gesture by his lips.

In the next second, Wen Dong watched as Ji Lin slowly unbuttoned the shirt sleeve of his left hand, and slowly rolled it up.

This was the first time Wen Dong saw Ji Lin showing his left wrist. In the blink of an eye, Wen Dong vaguely felt that the skin on Ji Lin's wrist was not smooth, but instead had many scars of different shades.

But before he could think about it, he saw that Ji Yan suddenly hit the naked and empty wrist with the flaming cigarette butt in his hand!

Wen Dong's mind went blank for a moment, and he subconsciously took a breath.

This lunatic!

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Xiao Ji's madness reaches new heights! 【x】