mask personality

Ecstasy Italian restaurant.

Wen Dong and Yun Feng were sitting in the private room at the farthest corner by the window, and the lunch had come to an end.

This is the most famous Italian restaurant in Yashen City. It is on the top floor of the second tallest building in Yashen. Sitting here is enough to overlook the whole Yashen.

Of course, the consumption here is also extremely high, but correspondingly, it is naturally a high-end dining environment with good decoration, authentic taste, and service with good etiquette.

Every item is worthy of super five-star praise.

Regardless of the fact that Yun Feng, who was sitting across from him, might be the suspect in the important case, Wen Dong was actually quite satisfied with the meal.

But on the surface, he didn't look like he was facing a possible suspect in an important case, but instead had a happy chat with Yunfeng.

For example, at this moment——

Wen Dong tilted his head to look at the roofs of the tall buildings outside the window, the overly realistic stuffy blue long hair naturally fell on the side of his face, making his side face even more cold and picturesque.

"Isn't it interesting?" Yunfeng also turned his head and glanced out the window, and said with a smile, "Rich people always like to build restaurants on such high places, just like reminding themselves that the heights are extremely cold, and they can't relax even when eating. Be vigilant."

Hearing Yun Feng's words, Wen Dong's eyes moved slightly, he suddenly turned his head, raised his eyebrows in a little surprise, and said with a light smile: "Mr. Yun would say such a thing."

Of course, this is what Wen Dong said on purpose.

Of course he knew that Yunfeng was only the adopted son of the Yun family, and in fact, Wen Dong had always had a secret sympathy with Yunfeng in this regard.

He can understand that, as the adopted son of a rich family, although he is glamorous on the surface, in fact, he has been unable to find a sense of belonging in this so-called upper class society for a long time.

This is probably the reason why Yunfeng has always paid great attention to the external image.

Of course, it was also the root cause of his utterance.

However, Wen Dong knew that Yunfeng was the adopted son, but his current identity was Ji Yi, just an ordinary girl who came to study in the incense training class set up by the upper class, and Ji Yi would of course acquiesce that Yunfeng was also a son of a rich family.

What's more, it was Yunfeng who proposed to eat here first.

"What?" Yun Feng looked at Wen Dong, and smiled again, "Does it sound weird when I say that?"

"It's not surprising," Wen Dong shook his head immediately. After that, he pretended to be thinking and explained as if choosing his words carefully, "It's just that I didn't expect, I didn't expect that a rich young master like Mr. Yun would have such a Down-to-earth emotion.”

Wen Dong knew very well that probably the words "Rich Young Master" in his words hit Yun Feng, Yun Feng's eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, and at the same time, Wen Dong's nose flashed a bit bitter, more It has a very sluggish taste, like a green apple that has been picked before it is ripe.

Wen Dong clearly knows the emotion represented by this smell, which is self-deprecating.

Of course, he didn't show anything.

Speaking of Wen Dong's special ability today is also very miraculous, from the time it appeared to now, it has already been more than an hour, almost two hours, but it still hasn't disappeared.

"Down-to-earth?" As if hearing a very interesting comment, Yunfeng repeated it, and said in a casual tone, "Actually, I'm more down-to-earth when I eat."

Eating is more grounded.

Wen Dong remembered the surveillance video of Yunfeng eating in that ordinary hotpot restaurant.

To be honest, in the so-called upper class society, judging from the people Wen Dong knew, there were indeed very few people who went to this kind of hot pot restaurant to eat.

It’s not that the taste is too tricky, it’s just that eating hot pot will inevitably leave a very obvious smell on the body, which is really unbearable for rich young masters or rich princesses who used perfume as a social etiquette since childhood of.

Yunfeng's behavior is indeed down-to-earth, but Yunfeng is not a real rich young master.

But on the surface, Wen Dong didn't speak, just glanced down at the exquisite Italian food on the table, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if silently questioning Yun Feng's words——

You call this down to earth?

"It's not about that." Seeing the meaning in Wen Dong's eyes, Yun Feng laughed and said, "Actually, I like hot pot very much, but the noisy environment of a hot pot restaurant really isn't suitable for a beauty like Miss Ji Yi. "

"Really?" Wen Dong said noncommittally, "Actually, I also like hot pot."

Now Yunfeng was surprised, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Really? It seems that you don't like hot pot..."

Taste.

Yunfeng finally mentioned this.

Wen Dong specially asked Ji Lin to order Yunxing's taste before, so he naturally ordered according to Yunxing's taste, but he cleverly followed 90.00% of it, and for the remaining 5.00%, he deliberately selected Yunxing from it. Do not eat foie gras, which will create a feeling of similarity to Yunfeng, but there are obvious differences.

This can stimulate Yunfeng to the greatest extent to use "her" to connect with Yunxing, but it will not arouse Yunfeng's suspicion.

Sure enough, as if seeing Wen Dong's "doubt", Yunfeng added in a low voice: "Actually... your taste is very similar to someone I know, but she doesn't eat foie gras, of course, She doesn't like hot pot either, she thinks hot pot restaurants are too smelly."

It seems to recall that Yunfeng said something similar in the elevator earlier——

"Your stubborn temper is very similar to a person I know."

"It's very similar to my sister. She has such a stubborn temper since she was a child."

Wen Dong deliberately showed an expression of reminiscence, and then he asked as if remembering something: "Your sister?"

Wen Dong clearly noticed that when he asked these three words, Yunfeng's fingers holding the red wine glass suddenly tightened again.

The answer to this question is known to Wen Dong, and Yun Feng is of course talking about his sister Yun Xing.

But this time, Yun Feng shook his head lightly, and after a while, he suddenly looked over, tightly grasped Wen Dong's eyes, and said solemnly, "No, I'm talking about the person I like. "

This should be a very sweet sentence, but at the same time that Yunfeng's words fell, the sweetness that Wen Dong could smell in his nose completely disappeared, and the bitterness and burning smell became intense to a peak.

In addition, there is a new, strong metallic taste.

Or the kind of metal that is being scorched by the scorching sun.

Wen Dong clearly knows this smell, which means firmness.

And he also clearly remembered that the last time he clearly smelled this smell was when Han Yang made up his mind and wanted to kill him.

However, this taste only appeared for a very short moment before it stopped abruptly.

Of course, not only this smell, but all the smells in Wen Dong's nose stopped abruptly at this moment.

Obviously, it was his special ability that stopped at this moment, not that Yunfeng changed his mind.

Wen Dong's expression remained motionless, his thin lips slightly raised, and he continued with an understatement: "Really? What a coincidence."

Yun Feng lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Dong for another two seconds. Afterwards, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, and he replied in a deep voice, "It's really a coincidence, so Miss Ji Yi, can you do me a favor and accompany me to another place?"

-

"It's moving!" Tang Chu stared at the black dot on the computer screen that had been stationary for nearly an hour and a half before finally starting to move again, and said excitedly, "They're done eating!"

Ji Lin's eyes fell, and he said "um", his eyebrows were slightly frowned, but other than that, he still couldn't see any extra emotions on his face, let alone guess what he was thinking.

"This is not the way to the Municipal Bureau." After staring for two seconds, Tang Chu frowned again and asked Ji Lin, "Teacher Ji, take a look, this is going to Mr. Xiaowen's house road?"

"No," Ji Lin replied without hesitation, then glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Wen Dong won't let Yunfeng know where he lives."

Wen Dong is the same as him, they are not afraid of taking risks, but they are not foolish.

Where prudence can be exercised, they will do it better than anyone else.

just today...

Today, Ji Lin looked up at the disposable paper cup on the table again, remembering the coffee cup that he broke earlier.

Ji Lin's brows frowned unconsciously.

"Mr. Ji," Tang Chu said worriedly, "Why don't you send a message to Mr. Xiaowen, and see if you know what they are going to do now?"

-

In the cloud windmill.

This time Yunfeng didn't let Wen Dong sit in the back seat, but came out of the restaurant, and directly opened the passenger door for "her".

Wen Dong hesitated for an extremely short moment, but still sat in the passenger seat.

The phone in the woman's bag vibrated, Wen Dong hesitated for a second, then opened the bag and took out the phone.

He has already set the phone to do not disturb, with only two exceptions——

Midsummer and Ji Lin.

An exception was made for Sheng Xia, because he was afraid that if he needed to find something for himself.

And setting an exception for Ji Lin is of course to exchange information with him at any time.

Like now.

Ji Lin sent a message: Do you want to go home for dinner?

Obviously, this is still the code word that Ji Lin and Wen Dong had decided before.

Are you going home for dinner?

This sentence is equivalent to: Is it convenient to send information now?

Wen Dong put his long fingers on the screen, and was about to reply "eat", when Yunfeng's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, joking as if inadvertently: "It seems that Miss Ji Yi is really popular, let me guess, is she there again?" Someone invited you to dinner?"

Wen Dong paused slightly with his fingers.

He turned his head to look at Yunfeng who was driving.

It happened to be a red light, the car stopped, and Yunfeng turned his head to look over.

His eyes were slightly bent, the corners of his lips were pursed, and there seemed to be a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Everything looks normal though.

But although Yunfeng can't smell Yunfeng's emotions for the time being, Wen Dong can feel it like an animal's instinct to perceive danger. Yunfeng's words at this time are not just a simple joke.

While thinking about it, Wen Dong also slightly bent his lips and smiled, and then replied in a natural tone: "It's nothing, it's my brother who sent me a message, asking if I'm going home for dinner today."

While saying this, Wen Dong raised his hand and shook the phone in his hand towards Yunfeng, as if to prove that he was not lying.

After that, without waiting for Yunfeng to speak again, Wen Dong lowered his head, his fingers fluttered, and replied to Ji Lin——

No, I ate out today.

Over there, Ji Lin cooperated with the second reply——

When are you going home?

This is what it means to ask when support is needed from there.

Wen Dong hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Yunfeng, and asked as if he was unaware of the danger: "My brother is asking me when I will go home, where are we going now, is it still far away?"

"You'll know when you go, and there will be no surprises if you say it now," Yunfeng said warmly, "But it's not far away, and we'll arrive in about a quarter of an hour."

After the words fell, the red light turned green, and Yunfeng turned his gaze back to drive.

Wen Dong quickly sent Ji Lin a message——

Arrive in 45 minutes.

Arriving at the destination in 15 minutes, Wen Dong reserved half an hour for himself to deal with Yun Feng.

Wen Dong thought, at least they had deployed in advance this time, and Ji Lin could track his location in real time, so there was no need for him to pass the location information to the outside as he did when he was with Han Yang last time.

Well, for half an hour, I hope to get enough useful information from Yunfeng.

This idea is right.

However, 10 minutes later, Yunfeng's car drove into a villa area.

At the same time, in the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the City Bureau, Tang Chu suddenly stood up from his seat. He frowned and said nervously, "What's going on? Why can't you find Mr. Xiaowen all of a sudden?!"

Ji Lin clenched his fists suddenly, his knuckles turned white with force.

The author says:

I’m not sure if I can have it tonight. I’ll take a break and try to continue writing. If I can finish writing before [-] o’clock, I’ll update it. If I can’t finish writing, I’ll go to bed and continue tomorrow. Don’t stay up late, cuties. I’ll read it tomorrow. Bow, I love it so much Everyone!