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[Jojo, don't be angry, there is 039 with you——]

A somewhat distorted mechanical sound came from his mind, although there was still an inorganic coldness, it successfully comforted Lan Qiaoyi who was suddenly sullen in his heart.

"never mind……"

He muttered, and he really regarded Ding Zizhuo in his heart as a large dog that was hungry and eager to gnaw.

It only took a few minutes to walk from the terrace to the corridor, but when standing at a fork, Lan Qiaoyi stopped in his tracks.

Probably because when he was brought up by Ding Zizhuo not long ago, he was so focused on following the other person's footsteps that he couldn't remember which direction led to the stairs.

Lan Qiaoyi hesitated for two seconds, then decided to ask someone.

He chose one of the directions at random and walked forward along the corridor.

When passing by one of the rooms, he heard the rustling sound coming from it, Lan Qiaoyi's eyes narrowed slightly, he paused, turned and walked towards the door of the room.

Taking a closer look, he was a little surprised to find that the door of the room was half closed.

Lan Qiaoyi took a deep breath, curled his thin white fingers, and gently knocked on the door in front of him.

The rustling in the room stopped suddenly, and then there was a silence.

The young man standing at the door subconsciously became a little nervous. He thought he was disturbing the other party. Although he felt a little regretful, he still said:

"sorry for disturbance."

He wanted to turn around and leave.

——But at the next moment, I heard a voice from the room:

"come in."

The man's voice was a bit cold, Lan Qiaoyi hesitated for three seconds, then said "offended" and pushed open the half-hidden door.

"Hello--"

The rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Lan Qiaoyi stared blankly at the man with shoulder-length hair in front of him, and suddenly couldn't think of any words to describe...his handsomeness.

A head of silver hair scattered like the silver glow of a moonlit night, winding down from the man's shoulders, as if he had noticed his gaze, the other party put down the photo frame in his hand and looked up.

He even had white eyelashes. The moment his eyes met, Lan Qiao Yideng thought dizzily: Maybe this is an angel.

It's just that the expression of "Angel" was too indifferent, and the other party's thin lips parted lightly:

"Have you read it yet?"

After speaking, he walked towards Lan Qiaoyi.

As if carrying a chill, Lan Qiaoyi watched helplessly as the other person's body approached him, and his silver hair slid down slightly, brushing his cheek lightly.

... a little itchy.

"Pa-ta--" brought his thoughts back to reality, Lan Qiaoyi was slightly stunned, and looked up.

The widowed thin lips close at hand opened and closed slightly, but he felt that he could not understand a word.

"Stand here and don't get in the way."

It wasn't until the man picked up the document in his hand again that Lan Qiaoyi saw clearly that the other party was wearing a pair of pure white gloves. The gloves were not long, and were only pulled halfway up the back of the hand by the man.

He was a little dazed, and wanted to ask, but hesitated in the man's cold words just now.

For a moment, the only sound left in the room was "哗啦啦——" the sound of paper flipping.

Lan Qiaoyi pinched his fingertips nervously, and after repeated mental preparations, he decided to speak:

"I, I would like to ask..."

But at this moment, voices were heard from outside.

The expression of the man in the room suddenly changed. Lan Qiaoyi watched helplessly as he quickly put the documents in his hand back into the drawer inside the desk, then turned around and opened the window, about to step on the window sill.

A series of actions, done in one go.

It's just that the moment he stepped on it, the man suddenly glanced back like a ghost.

The young man standing at the door had bright eyebrows, and his beautiful cat eyes were full of bewilderment and bewilderment.

Ji Zhi gritted his teeth, withdrew his hand holding the window sill, looked around, and decisively pulled the boy who was still stupidly standing at the door over, grabbed the heavy curtain, and covered both sides with a slight shake. silhouette of man.

"Do not talk--"

"Squeak—" With a sound, the door of the room was opened.

"Officer, these are the information of the deceased."

Accompanied by that gentle male voice, there was the sound of a drawer being opened. After a long while, there was the sound of papers being flipped, followed by several low voices, and the people in the room seemed to be having a low-pitched conversation.

Time was flowing bit by bit, and finally, a somewhat thick male voice sounded:

"It's Dr. Cen, just in case, we may block the hospital to collect evidence during this period, but don't worry, it's all temporary."

The person called "Doctor Cen" seemed to chuckle slightly, and he said gently:

"Of course I will support the work of the police officer, and I hope that everyone can catch the murderer as soon as possible and give the deceased an explanation."

"Of course."

Seeing such a cooperative hospital, the police officers who came to investigate the case also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and unconsciously had some sincere smiles on their faces.

Seeing that the initial required materials had already been obtained, they didn't want to waste time, so they nodded to the doctor and wanted to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, I heard a heavy "clang--" sound.

All of a sudden, the attention of the five people in the room was attracted - including Lan Qiaoyi and Ji Zhi who were hiding under the heavy curtains.

It turned out that the photo frame placed on the table was blown down by the wind, and one side of the photo was buckled upside down on the table.

"Sorry, I forgot to close the window when I left. The wind seems a little strong today."

Accompanied by a gentle apology, the "click" sound of the leather shoes gradually approached the window where Lanqiao Yisuo was hiding.

Maybe it was because of nervousness, or because he had never been in such close contact with people before, Ji Zhi looked a little forbearing, and Lan Qiaoyi suddenly became tense when he heard the sound of breathing in his ears.

He couldn't help holding his breath, his black eyes fixed on the slightly shaking curtain, and his throat tightened.

"Crack——" the window was closed. The man glanced at the floor-to-ceiling curtains that were slightly swayed by the wind, paused, and turned his head to walk towards the two people standing at the door.

"Let me send you off. Supporting the work of police officers is what we should do."

"Then thank you, Dr. Cen."

With the sound of the door closing, the conversation between the three gradually became indistinct.

After confirming that it was completely quiet outside, Lan Qiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until after the crisis that he realized the posture of the two of them belatedly.

Ji Zhi's body was very close to him, even in order to reduce the hiding space, their arms were tightly pressed together, and the man's skin not covered by gloves was in contact with the back of the boy's hand.

The breath from the other party's breath hit Lan Qiaoyi lightly and shallowly on the side of his face, making him move uncomfortably, wanting to get rid of the embarrassing situation.

But unexpectedly heard Ji Zhi's tense voice:

"do not move--"

The young man beneath him trembled, and the skins of the two who were close to each other rubbed against each other, causing the silver-haired man to let out a muffled groan.

Lan Qiaoyi looked up, only to find that Ji Zhi's expression was a little strange.

The man gritted his teeth, his cheeks were flushed like a fever, under careful observation, the body of the person in front of him was tense, and even trembling slightly.

"You...what's the matter with you?"

Lan Qiaoyi's first reaction was that he thought the man had a fever. When he noticed the slightly swaying posture of the man at this time, he subconsciously raised his hand to support the man's body, but in the next second his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"You..." The man exuding a cold aura gritted his teeth secretly, his breathing became more and more rapid, but he couldn't help but bend down, wanting to get close to the snow-white skin exuding fatal temptation at this time.

Lan Qiaoyi blinked, his eyes shifted from the tightly held wrist to the forbearance of the person in front of him, and suddenly understood something.

"Are you... ill?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the next second, the man seemed to have finally given up on something. He stroked the thin white wrist in his hand a little hastily, his silver eyelashes trembled slightly, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he leaned against the blue man as if exhausted. On Qiao Yi's body.

"...skin hunger."

The breath gently hitting the base of the white ear was a little hot, and the voice coming from the side of the ear was a little unsteady, as if the speaker was forcibly enduring something.

"..."

Lan Qiaoyi was a little at a loss, the other hand that was not held by Ji Zhi was hanging in the air, he wanted to hold the man's shoulder, but he hesitated because of the inexplicable fear in his heart.

Finally the man spoke:

"Help me to the couch."

"Oh, oh oh, ok."

Lan Qiaoyi hastily agreed.

...It's just that this process is not very smooth.

He repeated it several times in a low voice, but he still couldn't get the man in front of him to let go of his wrist. In the end, he had no choice but to hold Ji Zhi's shoulder with the other hand, staggered out of the curtain, and After nearly tripping several times, he managed to help the man who was almost a head taller than him to the sofa at the other end of the room.

Long silver hair hung down on the sofa, Ji Zhi raised his head slightly, his back slightly touched the soft backrest behind him, and the tense nerves were slowly relaxed.

Seeing the man gradually returning to his usual appearance, Lan Qiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, but the belated sense of unnaturalness soon swept over his body, he stood up quietly, and wanted to leave.

But at the moment when he got up, Ji Zhi grabbed his wrist.

Lan Qiaoyi looked back in surprise, and saw the silver-haired man sitting on the sofa staring at him closely, and the strength on his wrist gradually increased.

"You, aren't you alright?"

The tender white palm was lightly touched by the fingertips that slowly slid down, Lan Qiaoyi couldn't help trembling, and said in a stuttering manner.

What answered him was Ji Zhi's sudden chuckle. Looking at it from a close distance, the smile in the man's silver eyes was like the snow on the top of a mountain melting under the sunlight.

Lan Qiaoyi was stunned for a moment, as if he had been bewitched by the corners of the man's slightly hooked lips, and he forgot his original intention of leaving.

"No good..."

The silver eyelashes drooped slightly.

Lan Qiaoyi finally relented.

Seeing the dazed look of the pretty little guy at this moment, Ji Zhi's eyes melted slightly, and he exerted a little force, and the boy fell down and sat on the sofa beside him.

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, and the next second he felt a slight rubbing sensation from the back of his neck.

The man's gloves were taken off at some point, and the long silver eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow under his eyes. For some reason, even though Lan Qiaoyi knew that he didn't have skin hunger and thirst, he could still feel it under the gentle kneading of the other party. Under this, he even felt his waist and limbs go soft.

"Don't...it's weird."

Lan Qiaoyi tilted his head subconsciously, trying to avoid the palm that was touching his collarbone at this time, but the next moment he dodged, he saw the cold and white face bullying forward.

"Well--"

His cheek was pressed gently by the man.

The silver-haired man who was taller and slender had a cold aura all over his body. In contrast, the black-haired boy who was held in the arms of the other party in a vaguely possessive posture had a delicate beauty that made people feel heartbroken.

The aggressive aura belonging to a powerful male beast hits the face, and the bright crimson color quickly climbs up the white cheeks, between the fiery breath, the beautiful eyebrows and eyes reveal a deadly lust, dense and slender His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the long silver eyelashes that were close at hand reflected in his dark eyes.

Lan Qiaoyi nervously clenched the surface of the sofa under him, feeling the cool touch on the left side of his face, pursed his red lips slightly, and did not dare to move.

What he didn't know was how much self-control Ji Zhi used at the moment when his cheeks touched, so that he didn't bury himself in the soft shoulder socket in front of him immediately.

The man just lowered his eyebrows slightly, and rubbed the boy's soft white cheeks with restraint and forbearance.

"……thanks."

When the hands of the wall clock in the room turned 45 degrees, Lan Qiaoyi stood up, ignoring his sore legs, and asked a little helplessly:

"Are...are you feeling better?"

He didn't even dare to look up at the silver-haired man who was sitting on the sofa and putting on pure white gloves slowly.

Hearing this, Ji Zhi paused his moving hand, and he frowned slightly. After obviously suppressing the strong desire in his body, he sat up straight with a cold expression, leaving him still immersed in the beautiful atmosphere just now. The teenager looked bewildered.

But... why when he noticed the other party's obvious intention to leave at this time, there was a trace of reluctance in his heart.

Lan Qiaoyi saw the silver-haired man stand up from the sofa with a strange expression on his face, and the tall man instantly made him take a step back unconsciously.

But at this moment, Ji Zhi's cold voice was heard:

"Ah."

The young man blinked, and after making sure that he had heard correctly, the two dimples around his bright red lips were faintly visible. He nodded slightly, and turned around to leave regardless of the man who seemed hesitant to speak.

"Wait……"

It was just followed by the sound of the room being closed.

Ji Zhi stood there quietly, his long silver eyelashes drooping slightly, and his fingers covered with white gloves slightly curled up.

……

After leaving the room, Lan Qiaoyi accidentally found the direction of the stairs.

When going downstairs, he consciously counted the floors, and when he reached one of the floors, he was a little dazed to find that this floor... was the place where he and Ding Zizhuo met for the first time.

After a brief hesitation, he told himself in his heart, just take a look... Just take a look.

There was a sound of "dongdong" from leather shoes in the silent corridor, Lan Qiaoyi turned his head in surprise, and saw the gentle and handsome face of the man.

"Jojo, what are you doing here?"

The warm brown eyes reflected the young man's somewhat panicked appearance.

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Note: The process of investigation and evidence collection in this article (including the description of public officials) is for the development of the plot, please do not take it seriously.

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