Mr Killer Next Door

Jiang Yu took a shortcut to the south of the fountain, and when he walked quickly towards the factory, he always had to look back from time to time.

Every time he glanced at him, the more Qiu Shihuan pursed his mouth, the more aggrieved his expression became.

He was holding the milk tea cup with one third left, and reluctantly followed behind.

"Come, come here."

Jiang Yu waved at him.

"No."

Don't get too angry, kid.

"My little empress, look, there are only ten minutes left. If you dawdle like this, I won't wait for you." Jiang Yu laughed so much that his nose was about to come out, and he shook his watch.The hour hand and the minute hand are almost touching together, "I paid for the money you sent for the painting. As for me, I tried my best to make you happy, so you don't just want to repay me like this?"

Qiu Shihuan also knew he was wrong, sniffed sadly, and pulled up Jiang Yu's sleeve.

"Why don't you grab your hand?"

"I hate uncle." He looked very unhappy, "I don't want to touch you."

"Okay, if you don't touch it, don't touch it, you said it." Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing, "Don't regret it then."

Traveling all the way south, they successfully passed through the slightly crowded residential area.Illegal tall buildings pile up endlessly, squeezing and deforming the head space.

Then, under the guidance of white pigeons all over the sky, the two plunged into the large square of the church district full of flowers.

***

Entering the factory area is equivalent to walking into a steel jungle, with giant cooling towers and oil storage tanks everywhere.Rows of trucks carrying dangerous goods occupied the parking spaces day and night.

By the time they arrived at the D-2171 factory, the project had started about 7 minutes ago.

Braun leaned against the workshop door, wearing a crumpled sweater.He crossed his arms and smoked with a haggard face.

Seeing Jiang Yu's figure gradually appearing on the flat ground in the distance, the cigarette butt in his hand almost fell to the ground.Seeing that Jiang Yu was walking unhurriedly, Braun wiped his nose and hurried over, dragging and dragging him into the studio.

"Mr. Jiang, why are you late? I don't know if the emu is coming to inspect today?" He pinched Jiang Yu, halfway through the conversation, he finally noticed Qiu Shihuan with a gloomy face behind Jiang Yu, "Hi, young master."

"Good morning."

Qiu Shihuan smiled instantly.

Braun looked at him and raised his eyebrows suspiciously.Still can't help lowering his voice, and whispered to Jiang Yu.

"Mr. Jiang, why did you bring him here? Young Master Qiu won't flatten our factory because of something bad, right?"

"The situation is special."

"Hey, you don't really owe someone a debt of love, do you? Let me tell you, I just turned over the story of the bar last time. If anything goes wrong this time, you have to bear it yourself."

Jiang Yu became a little interested: "How did you settle it?"

"Spend the money. I heard that the small loan sharks paid almost seven figures, so the police are willing to let everyone go."

"He cares about you?"

"Don't tell me, I played with him for three days and three nights, and my life was almost on the line..." Braun gasped as soon as he recalled, "If he doesn't help me, he's a bastard .”

"Where is it?" Jiang Yu smiled, "Okay, I owe you a favor. If you want to help in the future, just say it."

"I want money, do you have it?"

Braun looked up at Qiu Shihuan, who was waiting impatiently, and gave a smirk, then lowered his head and whispered to Jiang Yu.

"No. It's true." Jiang Yu was a little curious, "What do you want money for?"

"Isn't that little usury annoying?" Braun clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. "If this continues, my kidneys will be exhausted. I have to find a way to escape."

"Okay, how about I wish you all the best first?"

Braun poked Jiang Yu's waist with his elbow.

"I forgot that the arms dealer you prayed to last time was hit and killed by a car on the street the next day? Mr. Jiang's blessing, no matter how sincere I dare not accept it. By the way, it is a correct sentence, Mr. Qiu Has the young master really taken a fancy to you?"

"...Okay, still gossip?" Jiang Yu knocked down the cigarette in Braun's hand, and frowned again, "Going outside to smoke during work hours? I think you want to be fired too."

***

Jiang Yu's work space is a completely independent single room, and even Braun has no chance to disturb him.

After closing the door, the atmosphere is as oppressive as if it was sealed in an iron can.

There was only an easel and a few low stools in the room, but there was nothing left, no artistic flavor at all.

This made Qiu Shihuan's patience disappear.

So as soon as the two sat down in front of the easel, he couldn't help lifting the canvas covering it.

He stared at the marks where the paint had dried.

"A fake of Sleeping Lion?"

"Yes, there is a customer's need." Jiang Yu began to adjust the color, "It's a big order this month. If the customer is satisfied, the commission can be quite a lot—didn't you say to ignore me?"

Qiu Shihuan immediately glared over angrily.

"Yes!"

Jiang Yu was amused by him.

"Don't be angry, it's just a pudding. I'll buy you a few more when I get paid."

"Really?" The blue eyes blinked, the palms supported the edge of the stool, and the body swayed back and forth, "Don't bully me anymore?"

"What are you talking about? Who is bullying whom?" Jiang Yu couldn't resist the other party's eyes, and his stomach hurt from holding back his laughter, "Besides, when did I lie to you? Prince, it's you , not a decent truth all day long."

"—Then I don't care, uncle is the best uncle."

Qiu Shihuan ignored the first half of his sentence at all, opened his arms directly, threw himself into his arms and rubbed left and right.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Jiang Yu was forced to hug him, with a thick curly blond hair tied in his palm.

"temporary."

"Okay, temporarily. Kid, I have to concentrate on my work. Don't bother me."

Qiu Shihuan stuck out his tongue.

After brushing a few strokes, Jiang Yu suddenly found that he was still staring with his chin resting on the side, so he pulled him towards him half-jokingly.

"What's the matter? Do you have any insights?"

"Interesting, the shape is very good." Qiu Shihuan squeezed his chin and looked carefully, "The color and light of the skin, wallpaper, and furniture are all accurate, comparable to the original painting. But here—" He pointed to several bloodstains , "Uncle, most of the blood stains at the junction of light and dark are slightly different from the wall."

The paintbrush pauses in mid-air.

"……what do you mean?"

Qiu Shihuan bent down and tapped several places in succession.

"There is a slight difference between the real and the fake of 'Sleeping Lion', which can be seen by a knowledgeable person at a glance. It lies in the sense of light and the dead state." He said, "The picture is not gray and dark - it is alive, because the model He is not dead in his eyes."

Jiang Yu looked at him: "I've never heard of such a saying, do you know "Sleeping Lion" very well?"

"It's not enough to understand. Uncle, don't you think that you fake painters have made a huge mistake?"

"All ears."

"You know she is dead, and you think that her dead state is the center of emotional expression. So you just made 'death' like that-you know, real death has no trace. It is sudden, just like that bird A mouse. Maybe the next second, where you can't see it, it will die too."

"If you ignore death and forget the real cause of her death." Jiang Yu muttered, "Her body is not dry and pale. It's fresh..." He raised his brush, "There is warmth."

"Yes." Qiu Shihuan stood up and stretched his waist, "From existence to nonexistence, but the beauty of "Sleeping Lion" is preserved at the moment when it is about to disappear. Such an interesting work of art cannot be turned into a shoddy third-rate product. .”

Jiang Yu couldn't help but smiled at him.

"Thank you, kid."

"Want to thank me?" Qiu Shihuan glanced lazily, touched his lips with his index finger, and grinned badly, "Uncle, my kindness has always been clearly marked. Do you know what to do to please me?"

"It's working time now, don't do personal things during working time..."

Jiang Yu has never felt that those blue eyes so close to him are so sexy and blatant, and his lips and tongue are extremely suppressed and provocative.

An arm grabbed his collar first, pulling his upper body to his lips.The slightly parted lips seemed to be folded by fire, and everything caused Jiang Yu to have a subtle emotion, as if the fuse was about to burn to the core of the explosion, it was urgent, even urgent.

"——Prince, don't make trouble."

"I am your immediate boss." Qiu Shihuan ordered in his ear, "Uncle, do you listen to them or mine?"

"Apart from you, who else is my boss here?"

"Very well, I like sensible people... wow!"

Before the ring-wearing index finger touched his cheek, the inclination angle between his body and the bench suddenly increased.

The stool legs change their center of gravity clockwise, and the edge makes a soft sound like raindrops.Qiu Shihuan's figure became unstable, and he fell backward in a hurry.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu reacted in time, put one hand on the back of his head, raised his left knee, and firmly supported it under his buttocks to avoid further damage caused by the fall.

What Jiang Yu didn't expect was that Qiu Shihuan's reflexes were faster.He directly backed up with his right hand, and his upper body and legs were almost twisted into a longbow ready to go, and he kept his body down with his excellent waist strength.

"Oh, it seems that I have to cooperate with uncle?" He pretended to be surprised and smiled, then let go of his arms and lay down on Jiang Yu's palm, "Do you think of anything in this position?"

Jiang Yu didn't reply, just picked him up from the ground.

Supporting the opponent's lower back with one hand, he pulled the unknown young master onto his lap.

The knees naturally push against the defenseless knees, and the more intimate the position, the harder the inner side is compressed.

"Wow! Stop it..." Qiu Shihuan bit his lip all of a sudden, panting lightly while straightening his back to cooperate, "Wait, uncle, using such a lot of strength. Is it too much?" The sticky nasal voice overflowed Come out, "Um... this is not the way to want a good boy."

The ring was almost bruised, and the slender fingers wrapped around Jiang Yu's shoulders and upper arms, tightening unconsciously.

Qiu Shihuan curled up into his arms, struggling slightly.

Jiang Yu supported him steadily, looked down at the handprints all over his body, and sighed.

It seems that tomorrow will really leave a few bruises.

"Why, can't take it anymore? Prince, didn't you ask me what I remembered?"

"I'm just asking, who knew that uncle had so many strange thoughts about me..."

Qiu Shihuan bit Jiang Yu's neck seductively, the movement of his lips seemed to have been deliberately rehearsed, and he wanted to use force, but he couldn't.

"Shall I tell you the answer now?"

"Uncle, don't do it, it's too embarrassing..."

Jiang Yu ignored him and turned to lean down.Caught each other's ears.

Feeling the skin between his teeth shrinking in horror, he gave a low laugh, kissing and biting down carefully and tenderly all the way.

"I think of a little friend. A little kid who always arrogantly provokes troubles, but always cries and screams when it's over."

With his index finger around the golden curly hair on the other side's temple, Jiang Yu still relented a little bit of his strength.

"It's just that this kid doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and provokes others everywhere - tell me, he is so arrogant, so domineering, and so unreasonable. I don't want to let him go now, prince, what should I do? Woolen cloth?"

Qiu Shihuan tugged on Jiang Yu's sleeve for a while, and his face buried in the latter's arms turned red up to the ears.

"Uncle, please give me some more... I will be obedient. Trust me."——His eyes became moist, and Jiang Yu was about to believe it.

At this moment, the door of the studio was pushed open from the outside.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, someone is looking for you outside." Braun walked up with a wrench, "It's Yu."

Before he could stop his gaze, the wrench fell to the ground with a clang.

"...Damn, excuse me."