Little Gold Cup and Big BMW

The detention center was very lively tonight. The police set up a den for gathering people to gamble. He Lanba looked at the line of gamblers who were handing over their mobile phones and other items in front of them. One of them entangled with the detention center staff for a long time. He Lanba heard the custodian keep repeating "I said the watch can't be brought in" and "it's not that I won't return it to you", and looked around, the uncle in the Mediterranean took off the watch slowly and reluctantly, and the custodian counted the items After filling out the receipt, he threw all the items, including the watch, into the bag. Uncle Mediterranean was signing the receipt with his head bowed. He must have been startled by the bang when the watch was thrown in. He raised his head and nervously told the custodian: "That piece Be careful not to break it!"

The custodian was used to such scenes and ignored them.He Lanba just watched Uncle Mediterranean being taken away by the detention center personnel, looking back anxiously all the way.

The two custodians shook their heads speechlessly after they walked away: "Isn't it just Longines? If it's Vacheron Constantin, I'll get you a safe for you..."

At this moment, Kai Molong stepped forward, and his mobile phone, lighter, and car keys all fell on the table with a clang.When the watch "clicked" from the wrist of the beautiful mixed-race man and fell freely onto the countertop, it was extremely quiet in front of the item storage counter.

The Dunhill lighter is no big deal to the detention center personnel who have seen too much of the world, but the eternal red car key and the yellow-backed black running horse pattern in the center of the key still make people unable to ignore it.And of course that piece of Vacheron Constantin...

One of the custodians came to his senses, looked up quickly at the handsome half-race man with an indifferent expression, and immediately turned around to bring a sturdy paper bag and a box of ink pads.Kaimeron glanced down at the box of red ink pads that had been dented by countless fingers, and said coldly, "No need."

No need means no fingerprints on the seal of the paper bag and no plan to sign.Valuables are generally sealed in front of the detainee, and the detainee stamps his fingerprints and signature on the seal to ensure safety.

Helanba held his forehead, you clean-fucking prodigal son.

Kai Molong lowered his head and signed his name on the receipt, then turned his head and smiled at him.

He Lanba estimated that after they went in, the two gossip custodians would probably say, "I'm lucky that I didn't really ask me to use the safe to confess." without blinking" dialogue.But who stipulates that Vacheron Constantin must be more expensive than Longines?Precious doesn't mean that, okay?Maybe Uncle Mediterranean's sentence "Be careful not to break that watch" does not mean "Be careful not to break that watch, it costs thousands of dollars", maybe the real meaning is "Be careful not to break that watch It's broken, that's important to me"?How do you know?

It may be that during this period of time the weather is dry and there are a lot of offenders, and there are many people locked up in each detention room.Before He Lanba entered the door, he looked around. There were already five buddies in this detention room. Two of them had similar tattoos on their big arms. On the first bunk, there were two young people dressed like ordinary office workers, and the risk factor was probably not high.

As soon as he and Kaimelong came in, after the guards left, one of the tattooed men stood up and looked up and down at the rare mixed-race handsome man: "What's his name? What did he do to come in?"

He Lanba looked back and saw Kai Molong leaning against the iron fence, he didn't answer, but just quietly looked at the dilapidated detention room.The screenwriter of the otaku is secretly also a little tricky. He has only been to the police station when he was applying for an ID card in his life. Common sense, at least he knows that in this kind of place, men who are too eye-catching will be more tragic, so he stepped forward to stand in front of the handsome and delicious Mr. Kai, and whispered to the tattooed man: "We don't want to cause trouble, everyone does not make troubles." Okay." It's not that he has no confidence in Kaimeron's force value, it's just that in this kind of place where fish and dragons are mixed, being too independent is harmful and not beneficial, one thing more is better than one thing less, no matter how powerful Kaimeron is, he is still an enemy Much, not worth it.

The tattooed man glanced back at his companion, the two of them looked at each other and smiled as if hearing a joke, the tattooed man leaned over with an expression of great interest: "If you don't want to cause trouble, follow the rules."

"What rules?" He Lanba asked with a frown.

"You clearly understand it in your heart." The tattooed man raised his hand towards him with a disgusting smile.

He Lanba bent his neck back subconsciously, and the other party raised his hand towards his glasses, but suddenly missed.

He Lanba stared at the tattooed man who suddenly distanced himself from him, and lowered his head for a moment. Kai Molong's right hand came up from behind and was hugging his chest, calmly closing the distance between him and the tattooed man. Torn apart.

Helan Ba's forehead was a little sweaty, and this posture was too ambiguous...

The tattooed man also seemed to see the clues, and whistled: "Fayer?"

He Lanba heard Kai Molong's deep voice behind him: "What did you say?"

"Aren't you a couple of gays?" The tattooed man and his companion laughed wantonly, as if they were afraid that the neighbors would not hear them.

He Lanba got dizzy from the exaggerated laughter, Kai Molong let go of his right hand around his chest at this moment: "That's too right."

He Lanba couldn't understand a bit, and wanted to stop Kai Molong and tell him to "don't cause trouble", but when Kai Molong said those five words, there was clearly a pleasant smile in his voice.

He watched Kemeron's back and walked in front of him. The light fragrance of cologne wafted over his shoulders through the black jacket. It was really a breath of fresh air in this not-so-smelling detention room.Kaimeron's hands were still in the pockets of the short leather jacket, and the collar was still turned up to cover his neck. It seemed that he was in a "a little cold" posture, not looking like he was going to fight at all, but...

The person fell out and the laughter stopped abruptly in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, Kaimeron had retracted his long legs that were used as the murder weapon. The kick was undoubtedly very comfortable, and he didn't even get his hands out of his pockets. Taking it out, he still stood gracefully and arrogantly with his legs apart, condescending.

The other tattooed man was taken aback by his companion who suddenly fell and slipped in front of him, and immediately stood up aggressively. The tattooed man who was kicked to the ground turned over in disbelief, cursed and clenched his fists towards Kai Molong. rushed over.

It was the first time for Helanba to observe the whole process of Kaimolong's beating at close range while wearing glasses, but to put it bluntly, the whole process can be summed up in one sentence - "The wind is too strong, I can't see clearly... "

After a while, the man with the kung fu tattoo fell on the ground in embarrassment, and a broken tooth spit out from his mouth, still covered in blood.The chaos in the detention room finally subsided, leaving only the painful panting of the tattooed man.Kaimeron stepped forward, stopped halfway, and moved his foot away. Under the sole of the shoe was the poor broken tooth.He Lanba saw Kai Molong lazily poking the broken tooth away with his toes. This elegant, fastidious and violent action caused another tattooed man who was still sitting by the bed to raise his hands in a sensible way.Kai Molong didn't do anything to the tattooed man lying on the ground, but walked slowly around him. He Lanba watched from the side without blinking, only thinking that Kai Molong was a lion at this time, There is no difference from the pace to the temperament.

The man lying on the ground finally regained his breath, and silently clenched his fists again. Just as the muscles in his arms showed a little momentum, Kai Molong had already stepped on his lower back.

He Lanba knew in his heart that Kai Molong was waiting for this moment, and such restless little details could not escape Kai Molong's eyes.He couldn't help swallowing, thinking that this is really not a human being, this is just like a lion!Lions are most irritated at night, so you must not provoke Cameron at night.

I don't know where Kai Molong crushed the opponent's back, the tattooed man yelled in pain, regardless of his image: "Hey!! Brother, brother! I have something to say..." He put his hands behind his head as if surrendering , This is completely subdued.

Only then did Kai Molong squat down, press his right leg and knee on the waist of the tattooed man, pinch the other's wrist behind his head with one hand and lift it back, and said unhurriedly: "What else do I need to say?"

"No, no, no need! It's my mouth, I shouldn't say you guys are gay..."

"Why not?" Cameron leaned down and whispered in the man's ear, "I'm gay."

He Lanba was dumbfounded, and the tattooed man was also dumb. He turned his head to look at the magical and handsome face of the beautiful mixed-race man against the light, his smile was faintly evaporating with the smell of cologne, so elegant that it made people chill.

Cameron straightened up: "You know that I'm gay, you know that I like him, and you want to do something to him, does that mean you're challenging me?"

"No!" The man shook his head repeatedly, "I thought—"

"What do you think? You think gays are all sissies?" Kai Molong pulled back his hand, and He Lanba heard the crisp sound of dislocation of muscles and bones, goosebumps popped up all over his body, the tattooed man groaned in pain, Kaimeron said coldly, "Did you meet him just now?"

"No! Swear no!"

A roomful of detainees remained in a rigid posture, not daring to move, not daring to swallow their saliva.

"Then did you smell it?" Cameron asked.

Helan Ba's glasses slipped off, what?

The tattooed man was also at a loss when asked, he could only shake his head recklessly: "I didn't smell anything, I didn't see anything clearly!"

Kemeron looked at him for a while, and finally let go of his hands and stood up. Everyone in the room was tense again, and everyone's eyes were focused on the back figure in the black short jacket, waiting for a final confession. Yes, but there was nothing, Mr. Cameron just went straight to the sink, turned on the tap and began to wash his hands like peeling onions.

Helan Bachu stared at Kaimolong washing his hands in front of the iron gate, looked up coldly at the surveillance camera, and then vigorously pulled a large roll of paper to wipe his hands clean, which was an eye-opener. What the hell is your son, this is the son of the mafia godfather!

It seems that the lion does not intend to care about other small partners in the food chain after confirming its status.Kai Molong didn't say anything more that night, He Lanba glanced at Kai Molong who was leaning against the door, and thought that although this lion was heavy-mouthed and powerful, it was actually a little withdrawn.

It was late at night and He Lanba couldn't sleep at all, and the other five people went to bed. He Lanba washed his face, put on his glasses, turned around and saw Kai Molong sitting on the bed with his back against the wall A pair of long legs, with both hands on the knees, staring at the corridor, wondering what he was thinking.The darkness of the detention room and the light outside the corridor were both focused on that handsome and silent profile face, and the lines outlined had an enchanted depth.He Lanba suddenly had the illusion that Kai Molong had been alone in such an environment for many years, and every night he just sat in the place where the light and shadows meet, without desire or desire, neither joy nor sorrow.

At that time, Kaimeron, who had not yet become a star agent, might only have a thin T-shirt that had suffered a lot of gunshots. The moonlight was shining on the sea, and the shimmering waves kissed the young and strong shoulders under the T-shirt. The visual effect Although it is not as cool as the DSQUARED slim-fit bomber jacket in front of you, the feeling of being tempered with a future strongest weapon wrapped in thick and tough fabric is unreservedly primitive and particularly impressive.Of course, not to mention the ocean-flavored citrus-flavored mint-flavored cologne. Kaimeron, who was still an experimental weapon at that time, might only smell of gunpowder smoke and sweat, but maybe... He Lanba adjusted his glasses, Thinking with a smile, there will also be a really clean ocean smell.

He walked over and sat down next to Kaimeron. Before he was ready to chat, Kaimeron stretched out his hand, "Give me the ticket."

He Lanba was stunned for a moment before realizing it, took out the movie ticket stub from his trouser pocket and handed it to Kai Molong, and asked, "Why did you go to the movie theater?" Why can't you just stay in the hotel well...

Kai Molong picked up the ticket stub: "I know you will go to see it."

"How do you know?" He Lanba was puzzled.

Kemeron glanced sideways at him: "I said that I have been secretly in love with you for a long time."

"But even if you know that I will go to see "Night Blindness", how do you know which movie hall I will be in?" He remembered that many halls were already full at that time, and even if Kai Molong followed him all the way, there was no guarantee that he could be with him. He must be in the same hall, and besides, Kaimeron's seat was obviously in the last row at that time, and he remembered very clearly that there were no vacancies in the last row when he bought the ticket.

"Maybe because..." Kaimeron smiled at him, "I am Caesar."

Suddenly hearing these two words, He Lanba was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that the other party was referring to the star agent code-named Caesar in his script.He stared at the two dimples around Kaimeron's mouth, his smile finally regained a bit of his warm masculinity, yes, this is Kaimeron, how could it be that thin and gloomy bean sprouts with a paralyzed face.The more he looked at Cameron like this, the more he couldn't believe it... "They said that you killed three people, all of whom were American citizens."

The dimple on Kaimeron's lips faded, and he nodded: "Yes, I know."

"Are you sure?" He Lanba asked.

Kai Molong didn't answer this question, sat up a little bit straighter, turned his head and said, "You can chat with me all night tonight, and I will make sure you have a good night's sleep tomorrow."

He Lanba shook his head amusedly: "What are you talking about? About us two gays?"

Kaimeron thought for a while: "Let's talk about your script."

He Lanba lowered his head and glanced at Kai Molong's bare feet, there was a finger-long mark on the instep of his left foot: "Where did this wound come from?"

Kaimolong looked down at the scar on his instep, and said indifferently, "Someone stabbed my foot, but I didn't make him feel better." He Lanba was full of doubts, and Kaimolong put his left foot Move to his feet and encourage him, "Touch and see."

He Lanba reached out to touch suspiciously. The wound healed perfectly, and he couldn't figure out anything. He pushed his glasses and took a closer look. I really don't know what Kaimeron asked him to touch.

"Touch it up." Kaimeron said.

He Lanba nodded involuntarily, and lifted Kaimolong's trousers again. His ankles were beautiful, and the skin on his calves was smooth. Monk Zhang Er touched his hands up and down. Except for the occasional hairy legs, he didn't think there was any problem. He looked up. : "What do you want me to touch?"

With a smile on his face, Kai Molong moved his left foot back, and reservedly lowered his trousers to cover his beautiful legs: "It's nothing, I'm just curious about how you felt when I touched you."

Veins popped out of Helan Ba's forehead: "...can I (fuck) throw a slipper at you?"

Kemeron leaned close to him, raised one hand and grabbed the rail of the upper bunk, and said in a deep voice, "No. You will regret it if you throw it away."

He Lanba watched the more and more closer face of the mixed -race man, feed, this is in the title, is it suitable to find me in a face in the title ... Lynder, the taste of the ancient dragon water from under the leather clothes It's so fucking evil to get out... Forget it, I still don't believe who can stand up to it... The two little ones——

On the surveillance camera of the detention center, the faces of the two people were buried in heavy shadows.

It wasn't until the next day that He Lanba understood what Kai Molong meant by "guarantee you will sleep well tomorrow" and "you will regret it if you throw it away".

The police took the two of them to question separately the next day, but in fact they couldn’t find out what was wrong with him, so they stayed up until noon without making any progress. He walked into the interrogation room, knocked on the table, and told him he could leave.

He tilted his glasses and stared blankly at the other party: "What?"

"Cameron told us everything, you are no longer suspected. You can go home after you go to the detention center and get your things."