private detective

Moxinan felt that he was getting worse and worse. His obsession with Zhuo Lin had degenerated from the spiritual level to the physical level.

Five years ago, he only dreamed that he was getting married in a church in a black suit, and Zhuo Lin was standing beside him in a white wedding dress with a cold expression.Zhuo Lin's iceberg face is exactly the same as in reality, like a good family man who was forcibly "married" by villains.

The scene of the man wearing the wedding dress really broke Moxinan, but it was not as good as five years later, when his lustful dreams began to change from the romantic style to the eighteen forbidden style.

In the dream, he turned into a lecherous beast, and pushed Zhuo Lin to the bed with a grinning grin.

"Let me go..." Zhuo Lin gasped and struggled slightly.

The black overcoat had been taken off, and the open neckline of the gray shirt revealed a large area of ​​skin, with a seductive blush.

"With such a cute voice, who will let go?" Moxinan held him down with a lewd smile, hugged his slightly thin body tightly, and bit his collarbone with his teeth.The devil's palm reached into Zhuo Lin's skirt, and his hands pinched the small bump on his chest with his fingers, and rubbed it vigorously.

"Ahhh..." Zhuo Lin twisted his waist, and the soft nipples quickly hardened and congested in Moxinan's hands.

Both feet rubbed against the bed sheet uneasily, Zhuo Lin in Moxinan's dream was both shy and sensitive, completely missing the elegant and restrained temperament in reality.Just looking at him writhing on the bed, Moxinan's whole body was in turmoil.

He stripped off Zhuo Lin's clothes in two or three strokes, admiring his beautiful naked body under the dim light.

Fine traces of sweat ooze from the fair skin, Zhuo Lin gripped the bed sheet tightly with both hands, and his chest heaved and heaved rapidly.His eyes were half closed, his slender thighs were slightly opened, the desire in the center of his body had already appeared half-hard, and he raised his head slightly.

Swallowing, Moxinan knelt on both sides of his knees, lowered his head and hugged his avatar.

"Hmm!..." The naked body trembled violently, Zhuo Lin let out a shameful gasp, put his hands into Moxinan's hair, and grabbed his hair weakly.

"Beauty, don't move around~" With an indistinct voice, Moxinan took the warm organ into his mouth and began to swallow it one after another.

Zhuo Lin kept screaming "Ah, ah", and the hot avatar soon became hard and moist in his mouth.The transparent juice flowed out from Moxinan's lips, wetted the roots of the avatar, and then flowed into the deeper hidden part between the legs.

The dry hole was wet, and Moxinan groped, exploring the warm entrance with his fingertips, and slowly pushed his two knuckles in.

"No...don't!" Zhuo Lin gasped and twisted his waist, tightening his body to prevent the invasion of foreign objects.

"I told you, don't move around~" Moxinan complained with a smile, and continued to serve him with his mouth and tongue.Gentle pleasure slowly overflowed from the lower abdomen, and Zhuo Lin's tense body gradually became limp and weak, making it easy for Moxinan to insert his whole finger into his body.

Zhuo Lin's inside was hot and tight, and Moxinan patiently explored and expanded slowly.The tightly suffocated inside was struggling to relax under the comfort of the fingers. When the fingertips passed a certain point in the depths, Zhuo Lin's body suddenly jumped.

"Is it comfortable here?" With a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth, Moxinan let go of the organs in his mouth and began to attack Zhuo Lin's most vulnerable place with his fingers.The fingertips slowly rubbed in his body, and the avatar that had not been touched at all trembled, continuously spitting out traces of white turbid liquid.

"Hmm...don't──don't touch there..." Zhuo Lin moaned like a sob, his face was full of mixed pleasure and pain.

His hands clasped the sheets tightly, and his jet-black hair was messily scattered on the pillow.

In reality, the clear pupils were already filled with mist.

Such a sexy gesture made Mo Xinan unbearably hot. He withdrew his fingers, lifted Zhuo Lin's leg, wrapped it around his waist, and slowly pushed his body forward.

The organs that had already hardened and sprouted slowly protruded into Zhuo Lin's body.

"Ah, ah..." Zhuo Lin uttered a cry of fear, arching his body stiffly.Moxinan bent down and wrapped his other leg around his waist, and put his arm through the gap between Zhuo Lin's back and the bed sheet, holding him tightly in his arms.

"Beauty, it's so comfortable inside of you..." Panting heavily, he greedily bit Zhuo Lin's neck and the back of his ears, and kept shaking on him.

Zhuo Lin shook his head weakly, unable to even utter a complete sentence, his hot body twisted and trembled in Moxinan's arms.The sound of sticky water from the intercourse part of the body sounds obscene in a silent room. The double stimulation of physical pleasure and visual pleasure makes Moxinan more and more excited and excited...

Later, Moxinan couldn't remember whether he felt so good to ejaculate in the dream, but he only remembered that he turned Zhuo Lin over and changed his position, spanked his ass, and continued to press him down viciously devastated.

And Zhuo Lin, who was imprisoned in his arms, was also sexy and alluring, and he was gasping for breath.

"Ha... ah... don't..." His chest heaved violently, his whole body was glowing pink, his long eyelashes were covered with mist of tears, he kept crying and begging Moxinan to let go... …

Waking up in the morning, Mo Xinan looked at the liquid stained on the bed sheet and thought sadly: If this continues, in a few years he should dream of himself and Zhuo Lin holding their baby while shopping in the supermarket.

This level of obscenity has long been regarded as idol worship, but obscene blasphemy.

Thinking of this, Mo Xinan had the urge to strangle himself to death.

Zhuo Lin is Moxinan's idol.

But Zhuo Lin is not a big star, he is a legendary detective.

It is said that Zhuo Lin solved 70.00% of the homicide cases sealed in the archives of government agencies.His stories are spread in the market and on the Internet, and he has countless fans, and the popularity of his private website Link-Join explodes every day.

Zhuo Lin's network business has spread all over the world, and he has handled countless cases. Even foreign criminal investigation agencies have asked him for help.His whereabouts in reality are erratic, and the few information can hardly outline a complete image; however, on the Internet, he seems to be everywhere.

Netizens describe Zhuo Lin as a bright light that illuminates the criminal world. In the virtual world, he is full of mysterious charm, like a lone ranger walking in the dark.

But this is not the reason why Moxinan is fascinated by him.

In the high school days long ago, there was a corpse case in the apartment where Mo Xinan lived.That day, outside the garden where the body parts were buried, there were crowds of policemen, police dogs, onlookers and police cars with flashing red and blue lights, but Zhuo Lin was the only one who left Moxinan with his memory.

Among the noisy voices, only he stood silently and far away by the side of the road, with his head slightly raised, as if he didn't hear anything.

At that time, Zhuo Lin was tall and thin, wearing a long gray-black coat, with his hands in his pockets.His expression was melancholy and indifferent, he frowned slightly, and looked at the sky quietly.

Those jet-black pupils seem to pass through the almost transparent blue, looking at a world that no one can see.

Moxinan stared at him across the road for five seconds.

Since then, no one can replace Zhuo Lin's position in his heart.

It has been a long time since Zhuo Lin's identity was known. At that time, Mo Xinan had grown from a sad boy to a vulgar young man. The love at first sight full of literary and artistic accents made him feel sore.

And against the background of the bloody and broken corpses, the first love for a man with a paralyzed iceberg made him sure that there must be something wrong with his head.

Indeed, taking an older, same-sex, stranger, righteous detective who is fighting against the criminal world as an object of lust, Moxinan thinks that no one in the world should be more perverted than him.

However, he really never thought about putting those fantasies into action. He is a good man with morals.

If God gave him another chance, he would definitely not give up his favorite bed on that Saturday and walk thousands of miles to deliver design drafts to clients.

That way he wouldn't get hit from behind by a bike while waiting for a green light at the side of the road.

To be precise, the bike didn't hit him.Just a thousandth of a second before the car and the vehicle touched each other, Mo Xinan felt the wind blowing in the back of his head.Excellent reflexes prompted him to dodge sideways, twist his body and slide away to the other side.

The picture that came into view was like slow motion, while his body slid away to the side, he saw a bicycle passing by less than one centimeter away from him, and slammed into the electric pole.

The next three things happened almost at the same instant.

The bicycle clattered to the ground.

A man in a black windbreaker spread his long legs, jumped out of the car, and took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

And Mo Xinan fell on all fours.

Then, he saw a pale and beautiful face, and quickly superimposed it with the crying and panting face in the dream.

Moxinan's mouth opened into a duck egg shape.

Compared to Moxinan's shock, Zhuo Lin still had a melancholy and indifferent expression.

He lowered his head and frowned, looking at the bicycle that fell on the ground, and didn't move for a long time.

It was a strange scene that cannot be described in words──On the noisy street, Moxinan sat on the ground with his head up and his mouth wide open, Zhuo Lin lowered his head melancholy and indifferently, and between them was a car lying crookedly. The bicycle on the ground.

Moxinan's brain has already shut down.

At this time, there was a shrill siren in the distance, and a police car rushed over from the other side of the road with red and blue lights flashing like crazy.The police car made a sharp turn, crossed the road and stopped in front of Zhuo Lin, the wheels made a screeching sound.

"Zhuo Lin! What are you in a daze for? Hurry up to the scene!"

The rough roar exploded in Moxinan's ears, and at the same time, the door of the police car was kicked open.

The one who yelled was an uncle with a beard. Mo Xinan visually estimated that he was about 40 years old.

"Hitting someone again? Tell you not to ride a bicycle! Where are your fucking eyes and ears!?" Seeing the scene on the side of the road, the policeman scratched his hair angrily.

Jumping out of the car, he walked around to the sidewalk from the other side of the car, picked up the skewed bicycle, and stuffed it into the rear compartment.

Zhuo Lin still didn't say a word, silently looking at the place where the bicycle fell, with a look of wandering.

It wasn't until the bicycle that was forced into the back compartment made the miserable sound of metal shattering that he woke up like a dream, turned around and got into the police car.

He turned around without hesitation, as if he didn't see anyone sitting on the ground at all.Mo Xinan was shocked, and without thinking, he crawled and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Hey, hey, hey! You... you just left!? What should I do!"

The buttocks that fell on the concrete floor hurt as if they fell to pieces, not to mention that the perpetrator was his idol.

Although in the near future, Moxinan will regret his actions today, but at this moment, he will not let Zhuo Lin go just like that.

The indifferent eyes glanced over, and the deep black pupils made Moxinan's heart stop for a second.

Zhuo Lin looked at him...

Zhuo Lin looked at him!

This is the real Zhuo Lin, not the virtual data on the Internet, nor the flat graphics on the photos, nor the illusory erotic dreams.This is the 3D version of Zhuo Lin, the real Zhuo Lin who can move, walk, breathe and talk!

Mo Xinan couldn't describe his mood at the moment.

But the 3D version of Zhuo Lin seems to be no different from the 2D version.

After his eyes rested on Mo Xinan, he remained motionless.Under the thick long eyelashes, those dark pupils were bottomless, making Moxinan stare a little hairy.

"Why are you standing there stupidly! Take him into the car together!" From the driver's seat, the roar of the police uncle came again, "Go to the scene first, and then send him to the hospital for examination. I will at least tell you the solution after hitting someone. You said it five times, did you fucking remember it in your head?"

"……Oh."

Not caring about the police uncle's furious appearance, Zhuo Lin nodded.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed Moxinan's tie and forcibly dragged him up from the ground.

"Ow!"

Moxinan, who was strangled by the tie, let out a scream, and was then rudely thrown into the back seat of the car by Zhuo Lin.

His head hit the window of the car, and the pain was so painful that there were stars in his eyes.

While Moxinan was rubbing his neck and head desperately, the police uncle had already stepped on the accelerator, sounded the siren, and rushed to the street again frantically.

Being staggered in the car, a dark cloud suddenly passed over Moxinan's heart.

Should he get in this police car?

The destination of the police car was an apartment building. The ten-story building was dripping wet, and the fifth to seventh floors were already scorched black.

A yellow cordon was blocked in front of the door, and the fire truck was still parked downstairs and did not leave.The crowd of onlookers was huge, and Moxinan should have been one of them, but thanks to Zhuo Lin, he visited the place called "Crime Scene" for the first time in his life.

As if he had completely forgotten that there was another person beside him, Zhuo Lin rushed to the apartment as soon as he got out of the car.While the two long legs were moving fast, he was able to keep his hands in his pockets.

His sluggish appearance before gave Moxinan the illusion that now he had to jog to keep up with him.

The bearded policeman seemed to be yelling something behind them, but Mo Xinan had no time to care.

The elevator stopped, and the two rushed upstairs one after the other.Zhuo Lin rushed up to the corridor on the fifth floor, turned around in the intricate residential buildings, and Moxinan followed him in a daze.

A few seconds later, Zhuo Lin's black figure suddenly stood still.

Before he had time to brake, Moxinan slammed into his back hard, causing a sharp pain from the bridge of his nose.

"Damn, can't you just say it before you stop!?" Moxinan rubbed his nose and complained gloomily, but Zhuo Lin didn't even look at him, as if he was completely empty.

Gazing at the scene in the room, his thin lips raised an arc.

"Arson, two dead. One kills the other, then sets it ablaze...well, very interesting way of committing suicide."

"Who are you talking to?" Moxinan stuck his head out from behind him curiously.

But there was no one in front of him, only a few yellow cordons blocking the door.

Not wanting to talk to Moxinan at all, Zhuo Lin bent over the cordon and walked into the room with long legs.

In the small apartment, there was a strong burnt smell, and almost everything was burnt to black.There were no dead bodies in the living room, but two human figures were drawn on the floor near the sofa.

"The deceased are a man and a woman, aged between 25 and 30, the height of the male is 170 cm, and the height of the female..." Staring at the two figures and talking to himself, Zhuo Lin suddenly looked back at Mo Xinan, "Have you memorized everything?"

"Ah? You, what are you talking about? Burnt smell?" Moxinan was dizzy from the burnt smell all over the room, and he didn't hear Zhuo Lin's words at all.

"So you didn't remember what I said just now?" Zhuo Lin frowned.

"Why remember?" Moxinan asked back.

Staring at him with pitch-black pupils, after two seconds of silence, Zhuo Lin took out a pencil and a notepad from his pocket.

"Remember."

He casually threw things to Mo Xinan, regardless of whether the other party caught them or not, he just turned around and started pacing in the room.

Moxinan was confused. He stood still holding the paper and pen, when he suddenly heard a slight sneer from behind, accompanied by a low voice of conversation.

The speakers appeared to be two young policewomen.

"New assistant?"

"should be."

"No. 12?"

"No, No. 13."

"Come to bet how long he can last?"

"For half a month, I'll bet one hundred yuan."

"I bet two hundred for a week."

Moxinan really wanted to go over and explain that he was just an innocent passerby.But before he could speak, Zhuo Lin's voice came from the front.

"The fire started in this living room. The arsonist sprinkled gasoline on the carpet between the coffee table and the sofa, and then lit it with a lighter. The fire spread from the carpet to the sofa, TV, curtains...then the whole living room, and the whole room. .”

Zhuo Lin's speech was very fast, and Mo Xinan mobilized his whole body to forcefully write down all his words.

He didn't realize something was wrong until he finished writing the last word.

He... what is he doing?He is an innocent passer-by, why would he do something that an assistant can do!

"I, that..." He wanted to express his doubts, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhuo Lin suddenly turned around and grabbed his tie, dragging him out of the room.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!...you...what are you going to do again!?" Moxinan blushed from holding back.

"After the on-site survey, go home and think about it." Zhuo Lin said without turning his head.

Walking out of the apartment building, it was already dark.

Zhuo Lin walked slowly on the sidewalk, still keeping his hands in his pockets.And Moxinan followed him without saying a word, completely confused about what this guy was going to do next.

"Hey... I said..." Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, he finally couldn't help but speak.

"What?" Thankfully, Zhuo Lin finally didn't treat him as air this time.

"Do you...do you remember that you bumped into me just now?"

"Remember."

"Then...don't go to the hospital?"

Hearing Moxinan's words, Zhuo Lin stopped slowly.

He turned around, pursing his thin lips.

The dark pupils slowly swept across Mo Xinan's body, and finally settled on his face.

The deep and calm look in his eyes made Mo Xinan start to feel creepy again.

He mustered up the courage to look back at Zhuo Lin, and Zhuo Lin continued to look at him without saying a word.The two just stared at each other on the sidewalk, and passers-by gave them strange looks.

"Just now, you were walking along the sidewalk from west to east at a pace of four kilometers." After several minutes, Zhuo Lin spoke slowly.

"...Maybe." Mo Xinan nodded blankly. Zhuo Lin spoke in a very weird way, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

"And my bicycle was traveling in the same direction as you at 45 kilometers per hour, and hit you from a [-]-degree backward direction. Before the impact occurred, you had already taken evasive action, your body slid along the horizontal direction, and zero Falling to the ground at a speed of five meters per second," Zhuo Lin continued slowly, "...and the impact force caused by these movements is not enough to hurt a grown man—so one of the conclusions is that I did not hit the ground. You; and the second conclusion is that you don't need to go to the hospital."

Moxinan opened his mouth slightly, his mind went blank.

"So, based on the above two conclusions, I came to a question. That is...you are obviously not injured, why are you pestering me?"

Zhuo Lin's tone was calm and straightforward, without any emotion.But Moxinan's body had already started to feel cold and stiff, as if a basin of cold water was being poured slowly from the top of his head to his toes.

In fact, five minutes after being thrown into a police car, his ass stopped hurting.But the moment he saw Zhuo Lin sitting next to him out of the corner of his eye, thoughts like "get off the car" and "leave" disappeared completely in his brain.

After that, his eyes stuck to Zhuo Lin's body like glue, and he couldn't move them away.

Can Zhuo Lin understand this kind of insanity-like crazy love that fans burst out when they meet their favorite idol?

Obviously it can't.

Because after he finished speaking, he kept staring at Moxinan closely, his cold scrutiny eyes were no different from facing a criminal.Moxinan clearly felt Zhuo Lin's suspicion towards him, maybe people in the whole world only have two kinds of "suspicious" and "unsuspicious" for this detective...

He rubbed his hands uneasily, trying to find a suitable reason for himself to get out.The two continued to stare at each other on the street, attracting more suspicious looks from passers-by.

At this moment, a loud roar came from the alley beside the road.

"Found that brat! Don't let him escape this time!"

Moxinan was taken aback, and when he turned his head, he saw five big men rushing out of the alley, and rushed towards Zhuo Lin from five different angles.

Zhuo Lin was not on guard, and neither was Mo Xinan.

So he could only stare blankly at the chaos in front of him, accompanied by the dull sound of physical impact.

A few seconds later, five big men tightened Zhuo Lin's limbs and head from five directions, holding him firmly.

Compared with the ferocity of the big men, Zhuo Lin still had a calm expression on his face.He even had the leisure to smile at the dazed Mo Xinan and comfort him with a gentle voice.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine."

"You...do you look okay!?" Moxinan was shocked.

"It's really okay, they're just here to ask for rent."

"……rent?"

"It's the building next to you."

As Zhuo Lin spoke, his eyes moved to the right.Moxinan's eyes couldn't help moving with him, and then he saw a row of embroidered iron fences on the side of the road.

Through the iron fence, he saw withered flowers and plants all over the ground, and there was a dark old house next to the flowers and plants.

Under the shroud of night, the old house looked particularly gloomy, making Moxinan's back covered in cold sweat.

But a few minutes later, he mustered up his courage and followed Zhuo Lin who kicked open the iron gate into the house.Because Zhuo Lin muttered that "the rent arrears is because he couldn't find the bank card", and based on what Mo Xinan knew about Zhuo Lin in the past few hours, he doubted whether this guy could find the bank card by himself.

It really can't.

Because the house is a mess.

The moment he stepped into the living room, Mo Xinan thought he had lost his way to a garbage dump.

The living room of nearly a hundred square meters is full of books, notebooks, clothes, daily necessities... There is even a potted plant on the garbage hill, and the green saplings are thriving in the flowerpot, which makes Moxinan feel like I can't laugh or cry.

For the first time, he knew what a room that was "too dirty to tidy up" looked like.

Zhuo Lin looked at the corner of the rubbish mountain sadly, grabbed Mo Xinan's sleeves, raised his long legs and drew a big circle with his toes: "It should be in this area, I'll look for it."

"..." Mo Xinan was speechless, and scratched his hair angrily.

If Zhuo Lin and Zhuo Lin were strangers who met by chance, he would have beaten him up long ago, kicked him twice, and said goodbye to him.

But this is Zhuo Lin...it is the Zhuo Lin who "like this" and "that" in his dreams every night!

Gritting his teeth hard, Moxinan fell headlong into the garbage dump.