Zhou Yu returned to the villa he entered first.
The relief on the top of the head is still looking down at the world with a full face of compassion, and everything just now has been wiped out.
The black-haired and green-eyed boy closed his eyes and shook the last trance out of his mind, then opened his eyes and regained his usual sobriety.
Looking around the quiet hall, Zhou Yu began to look for the real location of those who died in the dream.
Based on the analysis of the pictures that emerged in their minds, these guys did many evils, and the heinous crimes they committed were far more than Morris's, and they all had high status.
He needs to think carefully about how to deal with it—it might be risky for everyone to get the punishment they deserve based on his status as a low-level commoner.
Soon, Zhou Yu searched the entire villa and found a group of bodyguards in a coma in a guest room on the first floor, and found a group of so-called upper class people curled up in a conference room and wrestling frantically on the second floor.
These successful people in suits and leather shoes on weekdays rolled and fought on the ground like lunatics, with crazy expressions and completely lost their minds.
The middle-aged woman Emily, who was sitting immobile on the main seat in the conference room, moaned even more miserably, as if she was suffering inhumane torture, but in fact, she looked unharmed on the outside.
Zhou Yu looked at them indifferently, and then closed the door of the meeting room again.
These guys can be put on hold for a while, and now it is more important to find more evidence to send these guys to prison.
Sure enough, Zhou Yu found more clues on the third floor—it seemed that Morris’s mother, Emily the bishop, kept various handles of believers in order to control these believers, each of which was enough to ruin their reputation.
These were supposed to be stored in the safe, but for some unknown reason, the safe was left open in its entirety.
Judging from this rough technique, Morris should have done it.
Zhou Yu raised his forehead, picked up the landline phone placed in the study, and dialed the number of the police station.
"Hello? Hello, I want to report the Holy Sect..."
After succinctly describing the crimes of these people, Zhou Yu hung up the phone with an uncertain expression.
Because from the suspicious tone of the operator just now, he felt that something was wrong.
He was also too naive. How could this sect have committed so many crimes without being connected with the town's police station
Boom—
The sound of knocking on the door interrupted Zhou Yu's thoughts. In this villa that was so quiet that he could hear his heartbeat clearly, the sudden knock on the door did have a very strange feeling, but Zhou Yu showed smiled.
Because he knew that Maurice had returned.
Opening the door, Zhou Yu looked at Morris standing outside the door like a child who made a mistake, his eyes were full of distress.
If possible, he would like to go back to the past and bear all the pain for Maurice.
"Zhou Yu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept this secret from you..." Morris looked at the pale friend in front of him, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, which made him want to kiss this man in this world. The person who cares most.
"It's all right, Maurice, I never blamed you—well, you've scared me for over two weeks, and I do want something to make it up."
Facing the apologetic Morris, Zhou Yu was stunned at first, but then he showed a smirk: "I will punish you—"
Full of guilt and uneasiness, Morris raised his head, revealing a pair of blue dog eyes, looking pitifully at his Zhou Yu.
No matter what punishment, he was willing to accept it, as long as Zhou Yu could not leave him, they could restore their previous intimacy.
"Punish you to be my bodyguard for a week, how can you not make the best use of everything you have become so powerful!" Punish you and never leave me because of my dark thoughts.
Swallowing the last sentence, Zhou Yu still couldn't control the swelling love in his heart, and hugged Morris tightly.
He buried his red-eyed face into the socket of Morris' neck, and the hot and wet feeling made Morris, who was used to the scorching temperature, shiver.
His Zhou Yu, crying
Hugging the thin and fragile body tightly in his arms, the remaining ferocity on Morris's face due to the wanton killing in his dream completely dissipated, leaving only the blazing passion in those blue eyes —Although even he himself is not aware of the existence of this feeling.
"Of course it's okay, personal protection is fine too!" We will live together forever, forever.
beep beep beep—
The piercing siren sounded outside the villa, Zhou Yu wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and looked at Morris's face which was totally different from before, the tenderness in his eyes remained the same as before.
"The police are here, and these people will get what they deserve."
Maurice tightened his hand on his friend's slender waist with some reluctance, rubbed his chin against Zhou Yu's soft and thick black hair, and lowered his voice: "That's right, so, let's leave this alone , go home first, okay?"
He hates the police very much, and he doesn't want his friends to be bothered by these policemen—in his eyes, his friends are the most vulnerable and helpless existence in the world, how can they be interrogated at will by those policemen who eat nothing.
Zhou Yu nodded and said, "Wait a minute, I need some books in the study, which contain the secrets of this religion, which may help to bring them down..."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yu broke free from Morris's arms and ran to the study to search.
He has searched the entire villa just now, and there is nothing special about it, only this study has some valuable information books.
Maurice looked at his empty arms in disappointment, and felt that the hole in his heart that appeared at some point in time was getting bigger and bigger, but he didn't know what to use to fill it.
Obviously his good friend has forgiven what he did, and they have become as close as before, but why, he still has a feeling of dissatisfaction
He wants to get closer... But there's nothing closer than best friends.
"Let's go, Maurice, before the police come in!" A black-haired boy with beautiful emerald green eyes walked up to Maurice holding a pile of thick books—those thick books almost covered The lower half of his face.
"Uh, well, that seems like a bit much..."
Looking at Morris, who was full of disapproval, Zhou Yu couldn't help but blushed in embarrassment, and his originally bright eyes dimmed: "But, I'm afraid that I might miss any information that might help you— Huh! Maurice?"
Morris, who was much taller and stronger than the slender and thin Zhou Yu, hugged the book in Zhou Yu's arms, and smoothed Zhou Yu's black hair that had been rubbed so that it curled up.
"These are too heavy, just let me do them. If you get hurt, I will feel sorry for you!" Morris' blue eyes were filled with soft concern, which was in sharp contrast to the cruel and cruel man in the dream just now. contrast.
Zhou Yu's heart skipped a beat when he heard Morris's ambiguous words.
The feelings that were originally buried in his heart began to tumbling again, making his rosy face pale again.
Morris is a very rough person, and he always liked to say things that made him blush and heartbeat in the past, but these things should be normal in the eyes of Morris, who is very pure in emotion, but he is always thinking about something. Things that shouldn't be thought have tarnished the friendship between them.
Seeing that his friend's face was not quite right, Morris immediately asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Sick—"
"It's okay! Let's go, they're coming in soon!" Zhou Yu interrupted Morris, and took the lead towards the stairs with dodge eyes.
Sometimes he even wondered if Maurice, who always spoke so ambiguously, might also like him a little bit
However, the quarrel two weeks ago made him realize his ugly face, and he also understood that Maurice could not like him.
The source of that quarrel was Anne.
That was after Anne confessed to Morris.
Maurice told him that he rejected Annie's confession, but Annie found him in private and said that they were already dating.
He also asked him to leave the light bulb consciously and quickly.
Of course Zhou Yu would not believe her one-sided words.
But later, he accidentally bumped into the scene of Annie and Morris's tryst, and that very well-matched couple made him truly understand the feeling of heartache.
Later, in order to maintain the friendship with Morris, he pretended not to break through, and he didn't even have the courage to ask Morris—maybe it was because his previous mental illness hadn't healed. Thoughts of suicide arose for some reason.
However, even with such compromises, the friendship has problems.
At some point, Morris began to quarrel with him unreasonably, thinking that he had an affair with Annie.
Facing Morris, whom he couldn't love, he couldn't get angry for a while, and even said that he wanted to break up with Morris.
After that, Morris left a wrong address and disappeared.
This is also the beginning of all this suffering for Maurice-if only he hadn't quarreled with Maurice.
In that way, perhaps Maurice would not be tortured like this.
Zhou Yu looked at Morris, who was following behind him, tears welled up in his emerald green eyes like crystals.
Maybe it's good to just be like this, and it's good to be best friends all the time, at least I won't face Morris's disgusting gaze.
And Morris, who was following behind, looked at his friend who suddenly became depressed, and felt like a knife was piercing his heart. He didn't know how to appease him, so he obediently hugged the books in his arms and followed Zhou Yu all the way.
Walking into the lobby on the first floor of the villa, Zhou Yu stopped walking, his face regained his usual calm, and he turned to Morris and said, "Morris, you go first, and wait for me at my house."
How could Morris feel at ease to let Zhou Yu face these policemen alone, and immediately objected: "No—"
Zhou Yu sighed helplessly, and said, "Morris, someone has to explain the situation, right? Nothing will happen, don't worry, I'm not that fragile!"
Looking at Zhou Yu with an unquestionable expression on his face, Morris, who knew Zhou Yu's temper well, hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go back and wait for you."
After the words fell, Morris' figure gradually disappeared, and disappeared in front of Zhou Yu.
Click—
A moment later, the siren had stopped in front of the main entrance of the villa, and the door was opened.
The black-haired and green-eyed boy turned around, just in time to meet the many armed police officers who broke in from the door.
"Hi there."
There was an uneasy and nervous smile on the young man's pale face, looking completely innocent.