[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

I don't want to sleep in bed, let alone share a bed with a strange man.Xu Chi thought.

But if it wasn't for special circumstances, Admiral Xu would never express his likes and dislikes easily, and would only habitually keep silent.

In the dimly lit room, kerosene lamps burn silently.He raised his eyes and saw Zhou Qi taking off his clothes, just unbuttoning the third button, revealing a lean and scarred chest.With a spin on his heels, he turned his back.

After Zhou Qi took off, he threw the prison uniform on the ground, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the back of Xu Chi's dark head, smiled, and spoke in a ruffian way: "What's the matter, thinking about the past?"

Xu Chi ignored it.

Zhou Qi thought, this person might be shy.

But two big men, what's there to be ashamed of taking off their clothes?His head with straight brain cells couldn't figure it out, and he complained in his heart.

Xu Chi was undoubtedly not an ordinary person.

Zhou Qi grabbed the towel at the head of the bed and thought while drying his body.He has always had a good eye for seeing people. Although his roommate is very thin, as thin as two pieces of flesh, but whether he is standing or walking, the line from the neck to the tailbone is straight and sharp. With grace and dignity.In addition, there is also an aura that would only be exuded by leaders who have been in the upper circle all the year round-the aura that is exclusive to that class, cold, authoritarian, and vicious. Zhou Qi has smelled it in those "big shots" to varying degrees. been.

So... who are you?

Is this place where the gods and gods talk about is your new plan to kill them all together?

A knock on the door suddenly sounded at this moment, interrupting thoughts and silence.

"Boom—boom——"

Xu Chi moved almost at the same time as the first knock on the door. He quickly turned around, slid back, and moved silently against the wall to the shadow behind the door.Then he raised one hand and moved a few fingers gracefully in the air, signaling Zhou Qi to open the door.

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows with great interest—this series of "I'll cover your actions" actions is so familiar, he knows that even if Xu Chi pulls out a gun from his armpit at this time, he will not There is no surprise.

No one answered the door, the thumping stopped, and then persisted a few seconds later.

Zhou Qi got up half-naked, lifted Tika's trousers on his crotch, slid past Xu Chi, pulled the latch, and opened the door.

The butler stood outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Qi leaned against the door frame and asked casually.

Only Xu Chi, who was hiding in the dark, could see that the powerful muscles on this man's back were pumped up one by one, full of strength, ready to launch a decisive attack at any time.

Arnold's voice was still thin and clear, and it was set off by the dead corridor: "The Duchess doesn't like to be messy, and she hopes that the distinguished guests who are visiting today must keep their clothes tidy. This is a clean change of clothes, please two gentlemen Definitely put it on."

In the middle of the night, I specially came to deliver clothes, and the words I used were either "must" or "must".

This is probably the legendary Jirenxia.

Zhou Qi took the stack of clothes, flipped through them critically, and waved away people with different faces and noses: "Okay, got it, you go back."

Arnold remained motionless, and the lizard-like smile on his face was creepy every time he looked at it.

"Please be sure to change it, sir." He emphasized again, "Don't annoy Madam. By the way, it's best not to go out casually at night. To be honest, there are many damages on the floor recently. There may be mice infested, sir. Be careful."

After finishing speaking, he turned around stiffly, and his smile widened again: "I wish you a good dream, Mr. Meng."

There was a muffled bang, and the room fell into silence again.

Zhou Qi threw the clothes on the bed, picked out a shirt and put it on, only to find that the placket was decorated with exaggerated ruffles and tassels. He pulled the tassels awkwardly and asked Xu Chi, "Is it a little bit uncomfortable?" mother?"

Xu Chi said, "It's okay."

Zhou Qi nodded and put on his pants again.

The trousers were very narrow and thin, and the fabric was tight, perfectly outlining the strong thigh muscles and slender and straight calves, and even the bulging sac between the legs could not be hidden.There was great doubt in Zhou Qi's slender eyes, and he cast a questioning look at Xu Chi again.

This time, Xu Chi couldn't say the word "fortunately".

He lowered his head, opened his palms, and covered the corners of his twitching mouth with his jaws—what kind of naughty leggings are these?

"Hiss—it's coquettish and sissy." Zhou Zhinan disliked it so much, but he didn't bother to take it off, and then he simply lost his aesthetics, "Forget it, something is better than nothing, and the clothes still show off your figure, so let's just do it."

You can't show off alone.

He threw the rest of the set at Xu Chi's feet, his eyes lingered on the bare feet full of small wounds for a moment, and his tone softened unconsciously: "You should change into it too, it's cold, and you can wear wet clothes. It's been a long time, beware of catching a cold. Seeing that you are quite weak, pay more attention."

Xu Chi stared at him for a few seconds, and could tell that although the other party's tone was not swishy and his actions were rude, it seemed that he did have good intentions.So without hesitation, he bent down to pick up the clothes, sat on the sofa, and stared at the air.

Zhou Qi ignored him and climbed onto the bed.

Soon, the sound of regular breathing came from the bedding.

After making sure he was asleep, Xu Chi raised his sore arms and took off his soaked hospital gown.

The windowpane reflected a frail and emaciated body, with a paleness that had not seen the sun for a long time, with well-defined ribs, and a flat lower abdomen that lost the protection of the former abdominal muscles and was fragile and sunken inward.Between the straight and protruding collarbone, an old black rope is attached to a rectangular silver metal tag. The pattern engraved on the tag reflects cold light under the weak lamp.

Too many unresolved grievances flooded into the brain that had been blank for a long time, Xu Chi crossed his index fingers and hugged the dull and painful head.

I don't know how long it has passed, he felt cold, and groped to put on his clothes. During the movements, the shoulder blades on his back were like a pair of fluttering butterfly wings, making the clothes rustle.

Zhou Qi heard a self-deprecating sigh while he was half asleep and half awake, and his eyelids struggled to open a slit.

Under the dim light, he saw the tall and thin man bent his slender limbs, put his knees against his chest, and curled his body into the single sofa chair in the most ergonomic way.

The proficiency was astonishing, as if the man had always fallen asleep this way.

The next morning, the rain stopped.

When Xu Chi woke up, Zhou Qi was no longer on the bed, and when he moved, he found that there was an extra layer of musty bedding on his body.

He lifted the quilt, moved his hands and feet, and put on the matching shoes in the room.

Before going downstairs, Xu Chi wanted to look at the oil painting that appeared last night again.

As a result, the walls were empty.

The paintings are gone.

The butler was not there, and the anxious people spontaneously gathered at the dining table, discussing with their voices suppressed.

There are only a few topics left and right—where am I, what will be waiting for me, and where will I go.

Zhou Qi was still in the lazy posture with his legs crossed, one arm resting on the back of Jiang Yu's chair next door, sipping coffee slowly, his wandering eyes flickered to Xu Chi who was standing at the stairs on the second floor When the brakes stopped.

He raised his coffee cup in the air.

It was a greeting.

After sleeping in the same room overnight, the hostility between them seemed to dissipate quite a bit.

Xu Chi nodded, looked around, and found that the people sitting at the table at this time, without exception, the men collectively changed into fancy shirts and tight breeches, while the women wore gorgeous tutu skirts of similar styles—it seems Everyone listened to the housekeeper very much, and tried their best to be so-called neat and tidy.

Just as he was about to lift his feet down the stairs, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps from the depths of the corridor. Xu Chi turned his head and saw a lady rushing towards the stairs in panic, holding a heavy skirt.She ran to her without looking at her feet. If Xu Chi hadn't reached out to stop her in time, she would have fallen headfirst from the stairs.

"Small, something happened to Xiaoqing!" The woman's complexion was pale, her lips were purple, and she held on tightly to Xu Chi, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

Xu Chi wondered, who is Xiaoqing?

The people below heard the movement and caught up one after another.

"What do you mean something went wrong? Didn't you feel fine when you ate just now?"

"Well, it seems to be dead..."

"What? Another one died!"

"Mom, I want to go home..."

The room at the end of the corridor.

The deceased was a young girl, wearing a dark red dress, lying on her back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with beautiful eyes with dilated pupils.The dress was covered with large flowers, and the bed was soaked with blood. At first glance, it looked like a grave of roses.

Most people just glanced at the door, and then they were scared out of their wits and dared not take a half step closer.

Instead, the first woman who found the body calmed down strangely and went into the room to check.

There was another daring one, Xu Chi.

Ren Simiao recovered a little consciousness from the panic at this moment, she took a deep breath, leaned over, sniffed and touched the carotid artery, then shook her head.

"The body is still warm, and the time of death did not exceed half an hour. Half an hour ago, she was eating normally in the restaurant." She rubbed her arms vigorously, blaming herself, "I wish I could come up with her."

Xu Chi didn't comfort her, he just wandered around the room and asked, "Are you a doctor?"

"Hmm." Ren Simiao curled up her seaweed-like curly hair, revealing a small and delicate face with a red mole on her nose.She smiled wryly, "It's just a surgeon who was just fired."

Xu Chi was not interested in people's past, and asked straightforwardly, "What is the cause of death of the deceased?"

His reaction was so indifferent that one could not help but suspect that in his eyes, the girl who had just died for half an hour might now be just a corpse that could be analyzed for clues.

Doctor Ren frowned uncomfortably. She was different from Xu Chi. The deceased had shared a room with her for a night.

Because of this, her fear is [-] times that of others, because death is closer to her than anyone else.But she still showed her excellent professionalism, and looked through the corpse with displeasure: "Judging from the amount of bleeding at the scene, the cause of death should be excessive blood loss. But..."

"But?"

"Strange, no obvious trauma was found on the body surface." Ren Simiao muttered.

"Aren't you going to take off your skirt and have a look?" At this moment, someone said outside the door.

Xu Chi turned around, and Zhou Qi appeared at the door at some point, followed by Jiang Yu, who was covering his eyes and wanted to see but didn't dare to look - the child borrowed two hair ropes from some little sister, and tied them one left and one right. With twin ponytails, the shape is quite sweet and shocking.

"It's fine, but out of respect for the deceased, I have to ask you all to go out." Ren Simiao folded his arms, "Xiaoqing is just a 17-year-old girl, and you old men are standing here watching What kind of."

"Oh, let's go out, please." Xu Chi withdrew and closed the door.

Two big men and one with double ponytails who couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman stood side by side in the corridor.Not far away are chattering crowds huddled together for warmth.

Zhou Qi was the first to speak: "What did you find?"

Xu Chi: "There were no traces of fighting or struggling at the scene."

"One-hit kill, clean and tidy."

"Ah."

"Is it possible that it was suicide?"

"Not ruled out."

Zhou Qi hissed, and wanted to say something, Jiang Yu raised his hand: "Brothers, I have something to say."

Zhou Qi raised his chin, sure.

Jiang Yu swallowed her saliva: "That Xiaoqing is one of the two people who ate bread without permission yesterday."

Xu Chi: "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure." Jiang Yu patted his chest to assure the ticket, "To tell you the truth, I can't do anything else, but I have two peerless abilities. One, I am lucky, I was born a European emperor. Two, I have a good memory. As early as when my mother was five years old I remember clearly how much lucky money was stolen from me during the Chinese New Year!"

"How many?"

"32 yuan and fifty cents."

"Promise." Zhou Qi rolled his eyes, "According to what you said, is this what the housekeeper calls conceited? But aren't there two people who ate bread without permission, why is the other one okay?"

Jiang Yu twisted the ponytail into a braid: "I don't know. Maybe he is handsome?"

Zhou Qi chuckled: "Do you still have to look at your appearance when co-authoring a murder?"

"Then we don't know, and we dare not ask."

"..."

Xu Chi was silent for a while, muttering, "Because the death condition is not met."

"What death conditions?"

Zhou Qi turned his face to look at Xu Chi, the other's brows and eyes were hidden between the overly long forehead hair, flashing a cold light.He was slightly taken aback, and the door opened at this moment.

With a pale face, Ren Simiao walked out holding the door.

Jiang Yu stepped forward to help: "What's wrong, Sister Ren?"

Ren Simiao muttered: "All, all are needle eyes."

"eye of a needle?"

"Yes, densely packed. The skin under the clothes is full of pinhole-sized holes, so many that it can cause intensive phobia." Ren Simiao folded his arms and shivered. He has been a doctor for nearly ten years. Such a tragic death is right. It was also very rare for her. "The wounds were small but deep. Some of them may have pierced into internal organs, and some directly pierced through major arteries. There was internal bleeding and external bleeding. She was stabbed to death alive."

For a few seconds, the air was stagnant and no one spoke.

"Fuck." Zhou Qi cursed in a low voice, "What a fucking pervert."

Jiang Yu nodded like pounding garlic.

Xu Chi continued to ask, "Where's the murder weapon?"

"I didn't find it." Ren Simiao slumped against the wall, with cold sweat all over his forehead, "I searched the inside and outside of the petticoat, but I didn't find even a single needle."

This man died too strangely.

The four of them were relatively speechless, they didn't stay long, and turned around to go downstairs.

As soon as the front foot was firmly established, the Duchess arrived on the back foot.

Now, everyone looked at her with deep fear in their eyes, as if this was a local emperor who held the power of life and death, and anyone who was unhappy could kill everyone.

The Duchess was obviously satisfied with everyone's trembling attitude. She giggled in a low male voice and said, "I will go to watch the polo match in the afternoon. Dear guests from afar, I hope to get the most unique crown in the world." hat, it would be best to make me stand out from the crowd of ladies and attract a lot of attention."

What are you kidding?Someone died just now, let them make hats now?

There were whispers of complaints.

The Duchess rolled her eyes and reminded meaningfully: "If the hat satisfies me and I am happy, then everyone will have a good night. Otherwise..."

Having said that, she paused subtly.

And no one wants to hear the bad lines that follow.

The polo match started on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the Duchess went out at two o'clock. Now it is ten o'clock in the morning, and there are only four hours left.Everyone racked their brains to think about the design plan.

To be fair, the initial appearance of the hat is a black lace top hat with a uniform style. Everyone has one, and it depends on whoever puts the most novel and imaginative elements on top.

Jiang Yu, as a hypocrite who does not describe a professional beggar as a wandering poet, has a romantic nature and has a girlish feeling that girls collectively cannot match. A hodgepodge of green hats.

Ren Simiao exposed his foodie nature, using glue to glue all his favorite things such as donuts, cherries, yellow peaches and canned food.

The most ruthless one was Zhou Qi. He went straight to the kitchen, brought a rooster, plucked the rooster's hair, and made a feather hat with amazing hair volume.

At the juncture of life and death, the potential that people can burst out tends to be infinite.

As for Xu Chi...

Xu Chi started to eat breakfast in an orderly manner, finished eating the hard stone bread, ate two eggs, and finally stuffed a few pieces of stinky cheese with cold milk.

On the way, Zhou Qi looked at him as if he was perverted: "You just witnessed such a bloody scene, can you still eat it?"

Jiang Yu echoed: "What a ruthless man."

Xu Chi wiped his mouth with drooping eyelids, without refuting.

In fact, he was not hungry, nor did he have any appetite. The reason why he took the task of eating so seriously was to consume as much energy as possible in order to maintain his strength until he was out of danger.He could have explained it, but Admiral Xu never had the habit of explaining his behavior to others. As time passed, he not only became more eccentric, but also learned how not to care about those strange eyes around him.

His body was too weak, and he would feel sleepy when he was full. He yawned, lay down on the table and took a nap, and fell asleep until the duchess came to check and accept.

The author has something to say:

Zhou Qi: These leggings perfectly "protrude" to show my advantages.