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Ji Lin changed the magazine and finished the sentence slowly. Xi Yingzong was stunned, and blurted out: "What? Who is caught and locked up? The murderer?! Hasn't it been caught already!"

Probably because Dr. Xi's thinking angle is too strange, Ji Lin's face that always shows no emotion is rarely numb for a moment.

But before he could speak, Xi Yingzong came to his senses first, and he said with a smile: "I'm stupid, what you said is definitely not the murderer..."

After a short pause, Xi Yingzong looked at Ji Lin's expression again, and asked curiously: "Who is that? Could it be that you have someone you like?!"

Ji Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, but he still didn't answer, but his eyes suddenly had two points of unknown meaning.

Seeing Ji Lin's eyes, Xi Yingzong immediately changed his words: "I'm stupid again, you may not have the word "like" in your dictionary at all..."

Ji Lin seems to be that kind of person——

Xi Yingzong would occasionally go to the city bureau to find Ji Lin during his breaks. He heard their deputy team leader Tang Chu make half-true jokes. Ji Lin's attitude towards criminal suspects was not much different from his attitude towards colleagues in the police force. Laughed, he said that he and Ji Lin have known each other for 14 years, in fact, Ji Lin's attitude towards him is basically the same, not indifferent, on the contrary, very gentle, but this kind of gentleness is indiscriminate, regardless of closeness or closeness, Only in extremely occasional moments, such as now, Ji Lin will show a little bit of two points and discard the so-called gentle truth.

But Xi Yingzong is very clear that this is not because Ji Lin thinks that he is closer to him emotionally, but from an intellectual point of view, he has witnessed another Ji Lin who has nothing to do with gentleness and courtesy, so in front of him, Ji Lin may occasionally feel that there is no need to conceal too much.

Of course, Ji Lin doesn't only treat people like this, he also has no likes or dislikes about things.

For example, Xi Yingzong once saw with his own eyes that Ji Lin's eating Michelin three stars per capita and eating skewers from roadside stalls have completely the same expression, as if any food has the same taste in his mouth, there is nothing beautiful or not delicious , Eating is simply to maintain basic vital signs.

Similarly, Ji Lin doesn't have any hobbies. He used to come here to play shooting, drive a racing car, and even go to the boxing field to fight, but Xi Yingzong is also very clear, as Ji Lin himself said, all these are just his restraints It's just my own means, and it can't be called a hobby.

Just like a beast needs to be chained all the time, it's not because of love.

His thoughts drifted away for a moment, and Xi Yingzong came back to his senses. He raised his hand and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and couldn't help asking again: "So who is it? Who do you want to arrest and lock up?"

Ji Lin aimed sideways, aimed at the bull's-eye and fired again. In the aftermath of the gunshot, he smiled with his lips curled up, and said four words in a low voice.

The moment he heard it clearly, Xi Yingzong was taken aback, and an inexplicable chill appeared behind his back.

"This is the room!" Outside the door separated by a wall, the fat boss smiled at Wen Dong, "I'll tell you later that you come to play alone, Dugu seeks defeat, and wants to find an opponent, how about it? Hey Xiaowen, I'll follow you Say, as far as I say, the handsome guy who looks like you at first glance, his marksmanship is really amazing, really amazing, you are absolutely satisfied!"

Wen Dong also laughed, but now that he has regained his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little bit regretful, hesitantly said: "The two of their friends came to play, maybe they don't want to be disturbed. Is it not good for me to show up so rashly?"

When replying messages to the fat boss before, Wen Dong was rarely controlled by his emotions, so he responded without hesitation, but after driving all the way, and being blown by the cold night wind after the rain, Wen Dong was already fully awake , Naturally, I feel that my impulse seems not polite enough.

When he said this, the fat boss hesitated.

Of course, the hesitation of the fat boss is not because of Wen Dong's "reckless appearance". He has opened a shooting gallery for many years, and most of the customers he meets will naturally not mind playing with strangers, especially with that kind of personal ability Outstanding guests, the more strangers they have, the happier they are. After all, there is such a desire to express that is almost peacock-like in human nature.

However, thinking of the two people in the room, especially Ji Lin...

The fat boss suddenly became unsure, because in his impression, Ji Lin has been playing here for 13 years, and he never took the initiative to communicate with strangers...

Although when a stranger came to him, he would not show any impatience...

It can be seen that Dong is also a guest, and the fat boss called him on his own initiative. It is reasonable and sensible, so we can't just let it go now.

All of a sudden, the fat boss couldn't help hesitating.

Seeing his embarrassment, Wen Dong blinked, smiled gently, and took the initiative to pass the steps: "Actually, I didn't come here for the handsome guy, but I haven't come to play for a while. I just want to come over to shoot a few shots today when I'm free. There's a knock on the door, I'll just go to my room to play, fat brother give me a cup of tequila?"

"No problem!" The fat boss breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed along the steps Wen Dong handed over, "Don't talk about a drink, it's okay to give you a bottle! Then you go there first, and I'll go downstairs to give you a bottle." Get the wine."

Wen Dong's thin lips moved, and he was about to say "Yes", but before he could say a word, the door in front of him was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Probably because he didn't expect that there were two people standing outside the door, Xi Yingzong subconsciously took half a step back, and said casually, "Hey, scare me..."

The moment Xi Yingzong saw Wen Dong's face clearly, Xi Yingzong couldn't utter the last word "jump", he immediately took another step forward, and said in surprise, "It's you? What a coincidence!"

Seeing Xi Yingzong's face clearly, Wen Dong was stunned for a moment, the smile on his lips disappeared in an instant, and he suddenly had an extremely ominous premonition...

The fat boss was also surprised: "You guys know each other?!"

Xi Yingzong nodded his head as a response, his eyes were still on Wen Dong, and he found that Wen Dong's expression was not right, Xi Yingzong hesitated: "You don't remember me?"

Of course Wen Dong remembered...

First, as an art student, he has a natural sensitivity to human faces, and second, a handsome guy of Xi Yingzong's level will not be easily forgotten.

It was also because of remembering that Wen Dong's expression changed.

But that was only a very short moment, the next second, the corners of his lips raised again, he naturally extended his right hand towards Xi Yingzong, and said politely: "Of course I remember, it's just that I didn't expect to meet by such a coincidence just now."

"It's really a coincidence!" Xi Yingzong replied, while reaching out his hand to Wen Dong.

However, just when the palms of the two of them were about to join hands, a tall figure suddenly appeared behind Xi Yingzong.

Ji Lin put one hand on Xi Yingzong's forearm, which seemed to be only in vain, but Xi Yingzong clearly felt the obvious blocking force.

"It's not a formal occasion, I don't think there is any need to shake hands and say hello so formally." Ji Lin looked down at Wen Dong, without any surprise, but said meaningfully, "Do you think so, Mr. Xiao Wen?"

When the premonition came true, it was very rare for Wen Dong to swear in his heart, but on the surface he still maintained his usual politeness, naturally retracted his hand, and said expressionlessly: "What a coincidence, Mr. We met."

The fat boss didn't know why, so he just thought it would be great that the two knew each other from the beginning. He laughed loudly and said, "You play with me, Xiaowen, I'll get you some wine!"

While talking, the fat boss turned around to leave, Xi Yingzong hurriedly shouted behind him: "Hey fat brother, I just came out to ask you for wine, old rules!"

The fat boss paused, turned around and said "no problem" to Xi Yingzong first, then looked at Wen Dong, winked at him and said, "What a coincidence, I forgot to mention just now, you guys don't even know the taste of drinking." Same, both love tequila!"

After saying this, the fat boss felt wind on his feet, and left cheerfully.

Wen Dong took a deep breath, his face became even more paralyzed...

Ji Lin lowered his eyes as if interested, and stared at Wen Dong seriously for two seconds, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said pointedly: "Mr. , to be honest, if you weren't in such a costume at this time, I would probably really be so affectionate as to think that you came for me."

Wen Dong has indeed taken care of it carefully tonight, from hair to clothes to perfume, there is nothing that is not delicate.

However, the lock ring was still hanging on his earlobe, and he did not change any other earrings.

Even if this lock ring doesn't seem to match his overall style today.

Wen Dong paused for a moment, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"In fact, Mr. Ji can be more affectionate, thinking that I take care of myself so carefully for you."

Ji Yan smiled, and even used modest words: "Ji dare not."

In fact, Wen Dong used to like it very much, or rather enjoy this kind of back-and-forth between the same Ji Lin-the surface is polite and polite, but in fact it is undercurrents.

But today, I don't know if it's because the development of the situation frequently went out of control. This feeling of out of control made Wen Dong extremely uncomfortable and uncomfortable, so he immediately lost his patience, turned around and wanted to leave.

But Ji Lin probably sensed Wen Dong's intentions, and before he turned around, he said, "I know that Mr. Xiaowen didn't come for me, but since we have met, I wonder if Mr. Xiaowen is willing to show respect and come with me. Play two rounds?"

After a brief moment of hesitation, Wen Dong nodded calmly, and responded simply: "Okay."

Words like "忸怩" will never appear in Wen Dong's life dictionary, no matter when and where, he will maintain a free and easy decency.

Ever since Ji Yan came out suddenly to stop the two of them from shaking hands, Xi Yingzong had faintly felt that the atmosphere between the two in front of him was weird, and he heard the two of you coming and me doing Tai Chi, Xi Yingzong put Wen Dong in front of him. Ji Lin's position here is pretty good guess.

He kept saying "tsk tsk" in his heart, but he said with a calm smile on his face: "Welcome new friends to join, come in quickly!"

Wen Dong smiled politely at him as a response, stepped into the room, turned around and closed the door.

"What does Mr. Xiaowen want to play?" Ji Lin asked warmly.

Wen Dong didn't answer right away, but raised his eyes and glanced at the two targets in front of him, his eyebrows raised slightly.

Obviously, Ji Lin and Xi Yingzong had just shot these two targets, and one of the bullet holes overlapped exactly on the bull's-eye. It is not difficult to see Ji Lin's good marksmanship.

However, Wen Dong was slightly surprised that although the bullet holes on another target were not as accurate as Ji Lin, they were basically within the 9th ring.

Based on his previous acquaintance with Xi Yingzong, Wen Dong roughly speculated that he was engaged in medical work, but he did not expect that his marksmanship was also very good.

"Let's play a game first," Wen Dong lifted his chin slightly, "You shoot and I take turns, how about it?"

"I can do it," Ji Lin nodded naturally, "Follow Mr. Xiaowen's wish."

Because this VIP room is a fixed room for Ji Lin and Xi Yingzong, they have never brought anyone else here, so this room is only equipped with two sets of equipment.

Xi Yingzong stepped aside very wisely, and gave Wen Dong the gun he had just used and the goggles and noise-canceling headphones.

But Wen Dong was about to walk over, when he saw that Ji Yan was one step ahead of him, striding over, raised his finger and pointed at his set of equipment, and said warmly: "Mr. Xiaowen, can I use mine? My position has better geomantic omen."

Xi Yingzong: "?" What nonsense are you talking about?

Of course Wen Dong understood what Ji Lin meant, it was nothing more than this man's beast-like enclosure behavior, but this time, Wen Dong didn't want to do what he wanted.

"Thank you, but there's no need," Wen Dong flatly refused. He walked slowly to the place where Xi Yingzong was standing before, took off his windbreaker and hung it aside, and skillfully put on goggles and noise-canceling headphones for himself, while speaking calmly. Said, "I don't pay attention to Feng Shui."

Ji Lin's eyes fixed on Wen Dong, and two seconds later, he sighed, walked back to his stand, put on the goggles and noise-canceling headphones again, and said, "In that case, I don't know Does Mr. Xiaowen mind setting a lottery first before the game starts?"

Wen Dong looked sideways at Ji Lin, and then withdrew his gaze for a moment. He didn't answer immediately, but suddenly raised his gun, but instead of aiming at his own target, he turned sideways at 45 degrees, aiming at Ji Lin's fixed target. !

Wen Dong is wearing a lotus-colored gown made of silk today, which makes him even more white and thin, with a classical charm.

But at this moment, his figure holding the gun was tall and straight, almost resolute, and his standard of movement was professional, but it was completely different. The extreme contrast made it impossible to take his eyes off him.

However, Wen Dong didn't seem to be aware of the fiery gaze on him. He aimed with one eye, pulled the trigger, and with a "bang" sound, the bullet shot straight out, impartially, and hit Ji Lin's bullseye. The original bullet holes piled up in one place!

"Damn!" Xi Yingzong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, exclaimed, "That's right!"

Wen Dong tilted his head towards Ji Lin again, raised the corners of his lips, showing a slightly chilling smile, and said provocatively, "Mr. Ji, are you satisfied with this prize?"

When the eyes met, Wen Dong clearly felt that the bottom of Ji Lin's light brown eyes flashed an extremely bright luster in an instant, full of scorching heat that could burn people.

"Mr. Xiaowen," Ji Lin paused, "You really can always surprise me."

Wen Dong was noncommittal, and calmly reminded: "It's your turn."

Ji Lin stared at Wen Dong for another two seconds, then retracted his gaze, raised his gun instead, and also aimed at his own target.

There was a gunshot, and the bullet flew out, landing on the target with lightning speed.

But it's strange that Ji Lin's shot didn't hit the bull's-eye straight, but landed right above the bull's-eye inside the nine rings.

Wen Dong slightly raised his eyebrows, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

But Ji Lin's expression was as usual, and he didn't give the slightest explanation. He even stretched out his hand and the gentleman made a "please" gesture to Wen Dong.

Wen Dong threw away the weird thoughts in his mind, adjusted his posture, and this time he didn't shoot Ji Lin's target again, but aimed at his own target, pulled the trigger, and hit the bull's-eye again without any suspense!

Wen Dong's shot fell, and Ji Lin fired another shot, but this shot still missed the bull's-eye, but was still inside the ninth ring, a position slightly shifted to the right from the bullet hole just now.

The sense of weirdness became more and more obvious. Wen Dong vaguely felt that Ji Lin did it on purpose, but he couldn't figure out his intention for a while, so he had to aim at his fixed target again and shoot again.

Each had ten rounds of ammunition, and the two of them came and went, and they shot all ten rounds in no time.

Wen Dong's side, except for the first shot that deliberately landed on Ji Lin's bull's-eye, five of the remaining nine shots were in his own bull's-eye, and the remaining four shots were all within the nine rings.

On the other hand, Ji Lin's...

Wen Dong's eyes fell, and the moment Ji Lin's last shot was completely settled, Wen Dong's eyes widened slightly, and he finally understood the man's intentions——

Ji Lin had a total of ten shots this time, and none of them hit the bull's-eye, but all of them were within the nine rings.

However, none of his bullet holes overlapped, instead they just formed a circle, as if completely enclosing the bullseye that Wen Dong shot just now!

Xi Yingzong, who was watching the battle, instantly remembered Ji Lin's answer. When he asked who he wanted to capture and lock up, Ji Lin answered - my prey.

My prey, I think, like it is now, completely surrounds you, leaving you with nowhere to escape.

While Wen Dong was in a daze, Ji Lin suddenly took off the goggles and noise-cancelling headphones, walked slowly in front of Wen Dong, and said in a low voice, "Little Wen painter."

Wen Dong realized that Ji Lin had something to say to him, and after a second pause, he raised his hand and took off the noise-canceling headphones and goggles.

"Little Wen painter," Ji Yan called out again, his eyes fell on the slightly dangling lock ring on Wen Dong's earlobe, the corners of his lips curled up, and he suddenly asked, "Do you still remember our previous agreement, Shenxi's?" The case is over, do you want to choose me as your model?"

Wen Dong didn't understand why Ji Lin suddenly mentioned this for a while, but subconsciously nodded, "I remember."

Looking down into Wen Dong's eyes, it was as if he had understood the real reason why Wen Dong appeared here today, Ji Lin's voice was gentle, but his tone was bewitching: "I just want to ask, little Wen Dong Can I be the only model in the future?"

Don't take care of yourself so carefully for others, and don't be interested in others anymore, otherwise, I might not be able to help you in a way that you don't like;

If you want you to look at me only from now on.

Wen Dong was stunned for a moment, Mingming Ji Lin's tone was very gentle, even a plea, but Wen Dong was inexplicably aware of the dangerous meaning behind these words.

His thin lips moved slightly, but before he could answer, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Xi Yingzong quickly walked over and opened the door, and took a large tray from the fat boss outside the door——

Two bottles of tequila, three glasses, and a big bucket of ice.

Probably eager to dispel the overly weird atmosphere in the air, Xi Yingzong hastily filled the three wine glasses with ice cubes and said, "Come, come, drink, drink first."

But Wen Dong didn't mean to skip the topic, he came over to thank Xi Yingzong, picked up one of the glasses of wine with his slender fingers and brought it to his lips, took a sip, full of strong tequila in his mouth Taste, Wen Dong closed his eyes obsessively, and then raised his eyes again to look at Ji Lin. He answered his question lightly and lightly threw out four words: "It depends on my mood."

Ji Lin stared at Wen Dong's light-white fingers holding the wine glass for two seconds, then suddenly withdrew his gaze, picked up a glass of wine, but didn't drink it, turned around and walked straight to the wall where the two fixed targets hung, Standing still between the two fixed targets, he turned around and toasted Wen Dong unhurriedly, motioning Wen Dong to shoot at the wine glass in his hand. She is also gentle and still, but the words she said are crazy: "My little Wen painter, if I come to be your target, will your mood be better?"

Before Wen Dong opened his mouth, Xi Yingzong couldn't help it anymore. He said something rough in a low voice, strode towards Ji Lin, and shouted in a low voice: "Are you crazy?! I know that Mr. Wen's marksmanship is really accurate, but No matter how accurate you are, can you play like this? Not to mention whether the hit is missed, but if you don’t hit it straight, it will hit your wine glass, and the glass will shatter and disfigure you when it explodes!"

But the curvature of Ji Lin's lips did not change at all, he spoke slowly, the voice was not loud but just enough for Wen Dong to hear: "Most of the stunners like Xiaowen painter are people who want to be his models, I want to be the only one, There's always something to be paid for, isn't it?"

Xi Yingzong felt that Ji Lin was really crazy.

But having known Ji Lin for many years, Xi Yingzong knows his temper well, and knows that he seldom makes real decisions, but once he does make a decision, then no one can make him sway.

Xi Yingzong took a deep breath, unable to do so, he had no choice but to step aside and look at Wen Dong, hoping that Wen Dong was a normal person.

Normal people absolutely have to retreat at such a time, no matter how good the marksmanship is, they have to retreat, after all, no one wants to play such a terrible game!

But Xi Yingzong forgot one thing, that is, someone who can be called a stunner by Ji Lin cannot be a normal person...

Sure enough, just as he stepped aside with his front foot, he raised his eyes full of hope to look over, and saw Wen Dong's lip angles gradually widen with his back foot, and his smile was as gorgeous as a summer flower. He raised his gun in an extremely standard posture.

The gun was aimed straight at Ji Lin!

The author says:

Babes, you two are really getting crazy!