The man looked at Zhong Cheng for a few seconds.
After turning around, the man couldn't help laughing: "Doctor Sun, your parents gave you a heavy task. Do you have to queue up for blind dates and meals?"
"I'm not here to eat, I'm just here to have a cup of coffee with Dr. Sun." Zhong Cheng corrected him seriously.
Sun Qi'an: "..."
Sun Qi'an: "Mr. Bai, don't mind. This is my friend. We have an appointment for psychological counseling at 8 o'clock."
She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "eight o'clock".
"Psychological consultation." After chewing on these four words for a while, Mr. Bai turned back to look at Zhong Cheng and said. This time his eyes were normal and he quickly looked away.
Zhong Cheng said looking at him calmly.
Mr. Bai looked to be in his thirties, handsome and elegant, dressed in a casual and tasteful manner. Zhong Cheng said he recalled his own blind date tragedy for a while - obviously, the quality of Dr. Sun's blind date partner was several levels higher than his.
"It's not a formal consultation, just a casual chat between friends." Sun Qi'an explained softly.
For example, releasing murderous intent.
How can one describe the taste of something the first time
Zhong Cheng slowly frowned and muttered to himself: "... I don't know."
Sun Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."
"We've had dinner together, and I can see that Xiao Yin's personality complements yours. Have you always admired people who are cheerful and caring?"
Zhong Cheng said his fingers moved, as if he wanted to grasp something, and then slowly let go.
"Xiao Zhong, let me ask you a question first. Do your rapid heartbeat and elevated body temperature make you uncomfortable? For example, are they accompanied by feelings of fear or resistance?"
Zhong Cheng said he did understand. From small things like changing residences to big things like applying for a change of partner, he had countless ways to reduce contact with Yin Ren.
Sun Qi'an looked at him with amusement: "No, it was a blind date introduced by someone else. It just so happened that neither of us were interested in it, and we were planning to talk about something else."
"I can take the risk of liking him," he replied.
"But this doesn't make sense," Zhong Cheng said, looking at a drop of coffee on the table. "Everything should have a reason and explanation. Is my research direction wrong?"
"Of course, people change, and so do feelings, not to mention the level of 'heart-throb'. How you deal with this relationship from now on depends on your own thoughts - do you want to move forward or stop here? You understand the solution for the latter even without me telling you."
"Am I disturbing you?" he asked directly.
Sun Qi'an almost choked before she could even swallow a mouthful of coffee. She understood that this person was more suitable for dropping explosives and exploding at the right time than for stopping at the right time.
"As far as I know, some people can like someone because of the action of smoothing the pages of a book, while others will lose their 'like' because of a conflict like whether to put the toilet seat in place or not. There is not so much logic in emotion, it is just a momentary feeling."
But rather than attracting Shi An's attention, it would be better to let Yin Ren, an unknown person, wander around...
He clenched his hands so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Okay, I'll go for a walk." Mr. Bai stood up. "I'll come back to pick you up in half an hour, and then we can both report to each other."
"Well, from my personal point of view, your feelings towards Xiao Yin should not be negative."
As always, Zhong Cheng wanted to continue explaining and analyzing in detail. However, he was distressed to find that after counting every detail of their time together, he actually had nothing to ask specifically.
Zhong Cheng said it was tragically stuck.
"Regarding the strange situation you experienced with Yin Ren, let's continue our conversation from this morning... I haven't touched on this for a while, so today I will talk to you as a 'friend'."
Sun Qi'an wore a dark green suspender skirt with a long-sleeved air-conditioning shirt on the outside, looking gentle and generous. However, when she concentrated, her eyes were like cones, breaking through the "soft" thin shell.
His attitude was quite straightforward, and he had obviously thought about similar issues.
"You're not the only one who can't find the reason. Zhong Cheng said that you just fell in love with him."
Zhong Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Excited."
"I don't know." After a long time, Zhong Cheng repeated it again.
This time, he did not deny it, and he didn't know how to continue denying it.
Zhong Cheng said, looking at Sun Qi'an quietly.
"About twenty minutes." Dr. Sun tucked one side of his hair behind his ear.
Zhong Cheng said bluntly, shaking his head.
"I understand. You are trying to prove that Xiao Yin is special." Sun Qi'an took a sip of coffee and stopped talking. "At least to you, he is special."
Zhong Cheng said he sat in Mr. Bai's seat and watched Mr. Bai leave the cafe.
"So if you were to use one word to describe that state, what word would you choose?"
He was left with only the feeling of no cause and no reason - the overwhelming murderous intent behind the door made him numb, and the raindrops frozen under the street lights made him hold his breath. Sometimes the man would come over, just a simple touch, and his heart felt like it was being grasped and struggled endlessly.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Sun Qi'an continued considerately.
Zhong Cheng said: "No."
Sun Qi'an didn't show any teasing expression, she continued seriously.
Zhong Cheng nodded. He ordered two iced mochas and then sat in a chair in an orderly manner, as if he was waiting for interrogation.
If we were to say what the several confrontations between him and Yin Ren had in common, these two words should be able to summarize it completely.
Mr. Bai smiled in understanding: "No need to explain between us. Business is more important. Now that they are here, let's start the conversation. How long will it take you?"
"I know he has many good qualities, but I've met many people like him and never had any similar palpitations. As for other aspects... Yin Ren is indeed, well, very capable at work."
So that’s it. It turns out it means “like”.
Zhong Cheng said he felt relieved, with an inexplicable sense of relief and trepidation. He was wary of the unknown, and since he was embracing this common positive emotion, he could study it without worry.
Although it was fresh and sweet, it was just some hormones, physiological impulses and random thoughts, and it didn't sound like a tough enemy. The excitement of finding a new target reappeared, more surging than every time before.
"Thank you for your help." Zhong Cheng added calmly, "I will handle it properly."
Zhong Cheng's tone was a mixture of relief, confidence, and ease. Rather than "understanding my own heart", his tone was more like "learning how to catch birds".
Sun Qi'an looked at Zhong Cheng with an almost sympathetic look, and waved his hand wearily: "Another iced mocha, with more sugar. Are you sure you don't need me to introduce you to a psychiatrist?"
"Need not."
“…Oh.” Sun Qi’an forced a smile.
Not far from the door.
Yin Ren was queuing with Ge Tingting at the milk tea shop.
The Ghost King finally suppressed his curiosity and didn't follow to eavesdrop like he did last time. But the famous milk tea shop was nearby, so he couldn't do anything. Being so close, Yin Ren could clearly smell what Zhong Cheng was talking about.
Zhong Cheng said that he and Sun Qi'an were sitting by the window, and he and Ge Tingting were in line, so they could see them just by tilting their heads.
They seemed to be having a good time chatting.
Yin Ren turned his eyes back to the menu. On the signboard of the milk tea shop were two tempting light red drinks. Below the drinks were printed cute pink fonts: "New product on the market! Sweet rose tea, for your beloved TA".
"A cup of passion fruit smoothie, less sugar; a cup of caramel pearl milk tea, without the ice and all sugar." When it was Yin Ren's turn, he ordered it very skillfully, "Two more cups of sweet rose tea, half sugar at room temperature, two cups Pack together.”
The waiter tapped the screen skillfully, looking embarrassed: "Sir, I'm sorry, the rose tea is sold out."
Yin Ren was startled: "Do you have any drinks suitable for couples?"
"This… "
"Giving it away? I'll give it to you." A man standing by the store said with a smile, "I just ordered two cups."
Yin Ren smiled at the man and said, "Thank you very much. I'll order you two more drinks."
The man came over with a smile. He didn't order anything, but looked at Yin Ren for a while. Seeing the strange man approaching, Ge Tingting took two steps and hid himself behind Yin Ren.
"This is my business card." He handed a business card to Yin Ren with both hands, his eyes bright, "I'm sorry this is a bit sudden - you have a very good image, would you consider cooperating with us?"
Yin Ren lowered his head and scanned the business card.
[Bai Yongji, Coral Reef (Group) Co., Ltd., Head of New Media Center]
So that’s it, a similar job to Lin Bei’s.
The Ghost King naturally didn't consider showing up to cooperate. But since the other party had just helped him, he still took out his phone and added the other party's WeChat in front of him, and put the business card in his pocket.
As soon as Bai Yongji passed the application, Yin Ren transferred the money for two cups of milk tea to him.
"Thank you." Yin Ren thanked again.
"If I didn't have an appointment, we could have a cup of coffee and talk about cooperation."
Bai Yongji smiled gently. He checked the time, nodded to Yin Ren, and walked to the cafe next door.
"We'll talk later."
Yin Ren: "Hey Mr. Bai, wait a moment, please be a good person and do me one more favor."
Mr. Bai turned around in confusion.
"Please bring these two drinks to my friend." Yin Ren pointed at Zhong Chengshuo and Sun Qi'an who were sitting by the window. "He's going on a date with a girl today, and I want to help him."
"Haha!" Bai Yongji laughed out loud on the spot.
Five minutes later, Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng were looking at each other in the cafe.
Bai Yongji explained the situation in a few words, and then drove Sun Qi'an home. Before leaving, the man and the woman burst into laughter, leaving the fierce man alone in embarrassment.
"It turns out that you are just asking for advice on a personal matter." Yin Ren buried his face in his palms, "I still want to help you..."
Naturally, the two cups of rose tea were not given away. They lay quietly in the bag, with a layer of mist condensing on the outside.
"Forget it, I've already bought it, just drink it." Yin Ren took out a cup of rose tea and pushed it in front of Zhong Chengshuo.
Zhong Cheng said he didn't refuse. He looked around and said, "Where's Ge Tingting? Mr. Bai just said that you came here with her."
"I asked her to go back first. This is your privacy after all. Okay, let's go. We can go home together."
"Um."
The door of the cafe opened and closed, isolating the air conditioner inside, and the two were instantly wrapped in warm air. The sunset was brilliant, and the cafe's sign was mixed with some orange and red, adding a touch of warmth to the original refreshing color.
"Yin Ren." Zhong Cheng said and stopped.
"What?" Yin Ren stopped without even raising his head and inserted a straw into the rose tea.
Zhong Cheng said and suddenly moved closer and gave him a hug.
The hug lasted for two seconds, fast and standard, very polite. If it was between cheerful old friends, this hug would be commonplace, but when it happened to Zhong Chengshuo, it suddenly had a more frightening meaning.
Yin Ren turned into a coffin board on the spot and almost made a gesture of challenge.
"Thank you for trying to help me."
Zhong Cheng said he had found a perfect explanation for his behavior. Sun Qi'an proposed a hypothesis, which was the last step in his proof—Yin Ren's long hair brushed across his palm, and the smell lingered around his nose. In a simple hug, the touch and body temperature of another person made his heart shrink. Under the sunset, Zhong Cheng said that the back of his neck was numb and his ears were about to burn.
His heart was beating so fast that it almost burst his eardrums, but his mind was not confused at all.
The mixture of stimulation and relaxation gave him a subtle sense of healing. Zhong Cheng said it was the first time he felt so relaxed since July 24.
He has already determined this goal called "favorability". Researching, controlling, and erasing it have always been what "Yan Wang" is best at. However, Zhong Cheng said that it was a little regrettable - it would be nice if this favorability had a physical form. Once the research is completed, the problem can be solved by poking it with evil fruit.
How long will this good impression last? He was even a little curious.
After letting go of Yin Ren, Zhong Cheng drank a sip of rose tea naturally. The scent of the flowers rushed into his nose, and the sweetness and ice level were just right. Although he knew that if there was no sunset covering his face, his face would probably be the same color as the tea.
Comrade Xiao Zhong figured it out, but his pressure was almost immediately transferred to another person.
The cup in Yin Ren's hand nearly slipped to the ground. He was stunned for two full seconds before he said "you're welcome".
While Zhong Cheng was daydreaming, Lord Ghost King quickly opened Doctor Sun's WeChat.
[Fruit Knife: Zhong Cheng asked if he had some terminal illness? ! ? ! ]
[Let me see your heart: ...what happened to him?]
[Fruit Knife: There’s something wrong with him, but I can’t tell why.]
[Let me see your heart: ...]
[Let me see your heart: It’s okay, no one will die [smile]]
"Okay, since the doctor said so." Yin Ren looked at Zhong Cheng worriedly and put down his phone.
"I also want to go to the ghost market tonight." He pretended nothing happened.
"Hmm." Zhong Cheng's mind drifted away as he spoke.
"I'm going to the ghost market alone."
"Um."
"Do you know the Night Walker's 'King Yan'?"
"Um."
"Really? Who is it?"
“… No, I don’t know him.”
At night, while Zhong Cheng said he would lock himself in, Yin Ren secretly took out a cabbage from the refrigerator.
"Aren't you going to the ghost market? Are you going to set up a stall there to sell cabbages?" Hu Tao's face was full of suspicion.
Yin Ren didn't answer. He cut off the roots of the cabbage with a knife and put the leaves back into the refrigerator.
Then, he pinched the flower-like cabbage stems and began to force evil spirits into them. The evil spirits disintegrated, and the thick evil spirits quickly gathered in the cabbage. The clean white cabbage stems quickly turned dark and shriveled, and strange tips like dead people's fingers emerged from the smooth cuts.
Soon, the cabbage bunch turned into a bunch of dried flower buds.
Walnut: "... You can give the evil spirit you don't need to me who needs it. It's such a waste!"
"This is called Yin Sha Grass, and it can be used to make medicine." Yin Ren explained absentmindedly, "After repeated impacts of evil spirits, plants will become like this."
The Yinsha grass transformed by Baicai Gangzi was put into plastic wrap, and it looked quite real. This thing is neither rare nor common, and it is just right as a gift to Xiao Mengpo to make amends.
"I'm going to the ghost market." Lord Ghost King said in a sleepwalking voice, "Keep an eye on Lu Tanfei, don't let him run away... I'm going to look for clues to the case."
After saying that, he quickly ran to Zhong Cheng's door.
"Brother Zhong, I'm going to the ghost market."
"Go ahead."
“I might buy something.”
"Got it. Contact me if there's any emergency."
Yin Ren: “…”
Yin Ren: "Then I'm really leaving!"
Big brother, aren't you suspicious of me? Aren't you going to follow me closely? How come you're going to give up halfway after such a short while? If Sun Qi'an didn't have any malice or evil spirit, Yin Ren would have suspected that Sun Qi'an was a member of the Shenming Society and told Zhong Cheng that he had changed his mind while he wasn't paying attention.
Zhong Cheng said he didn't even come out to see him off!
Facing the tightly closed door, Yin Ren was speechless and choked. He understood that what was more difficult to deal with than a serious and rigorous Zhong Chengshuo was a Zhong Chengshuo who didn't know what was going on in his mind.
Unfortunately, if time wasn't limited, he would have wanted to stay put.
Yin Ren walked towards the door. He couldn't help himself and went back to Zhong Cheng's bedroom. "Are you going out for a night run or do you have any other work?"
Zhong Chengshuo answered very smoothly: "I need to do some research and I have to go for a night run later."
Yin Ren listened to the meditation music coming faintly from the house and was speechless.
Little Mengpo brought the Yinsha grass under her nose and sniffed it hard.
The best quality Yin Sha grass, it is big and round, and the evil spirit inside is extremely strong. I don't know where this guy got it from.
"It's of good quality, and the plant base is pretty good, right?" Little Mengpo forgave Yin Ren almost instantly.
Yin Ren said sternly: "Well, the base is made of high-quality snow lotus. I didn't mean to take your chair. It's just a job requirement..."
"Are you aware? I understand. It's not your fault." Little Meng Po stepped out of the shadows and sat under the plaque "Xuan Hu Ji Shi". "You came here specially this time. Do you want to ask me about the 'Rat-Eyed Wolfberry'?"
"Yes, look, sister, the person who bought the rat-eye wolfberry from you was this person, right?"
Yin Ren pulled out Lu Guangzu's photo and showed it to Little Mengpo.
"Yes, no need to look, I know Lu Guangzu." Little Mengpo stuttered, "This kid has been buying things from me, but he always bought blood cigarettes before, and recently he has learned to buy some real medicine."
"Besides Li Mugen and the human teeth, did he buy anything special?"
"Don't mention it, it's true. I'll write you a list later." Little Mengpo blew out a smoke ring. "Before, this information should not be given. But that kid dragged the night walker under the police's nose, he should be taught a lesson."
"you do not say."
Yin Ren folded his arms with a smile.
"Besides this, I have two more things to ask of you, elder sister—I want the login method of the Night Walker Contact Station, and I also want the address of the Lu family's main house."
"Well, it's not a problem. As for the reward... Next time you come, bring another Yinsha grass."
After the old lady finished her cheerful explanation, Yin Ren stretched out a finger and touched little Meng Po's forehead.
"No problem, I'll bring the reward."
In the old lady's surprised eyes, Yin Ren smiled slightly.
"But please forget about these things."
Yin Ren came out of the ghost market and rubbed his face casually.
He had his long hair cut short and stiff, and his facial features were flattered. The temporary skin that had grown out was piled up under his clothes, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man with a beer belly.
After changing his appearance under the cover of night, Yin Ren went straight to a small Internet cafe.
"I forgot to bring my ID card. It's urgent." He said in a hoarse voice, gasping for breath.
The receptionist at the Internet cafe was a young man. He yawned and nodded casually at Yin Ren: "Forgot to bring your ID? Twenty per hour."
"Okay."
Yin Ren smiled gratefully.
He went to a corner of the Internet cafe, turned on the computer awkwardly, and logged into the Night Walker's website.
He recalled the internal information of the security department for a while, carefully pressed the keyboard, and typed out his account letter by letter. After the account was created, Yin Ren pondered for a long time and successfully went to the online chat room of Night Walker.
The afterglow of the Lu Guangzu case is still lingering, and night walkers are still chatting idly.
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: It’s been a few days, and I still haven’t found out anything about An’s fart]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: If King Yan was willing to take action, he would have already completed the investigation.]
[Xinxin Kennel: I heard that a victim was found. I don’t know if it’s true or not, or if he was found at the Laojiang auction.]
[Xinxin Kennel: If that person is really the victim, things will be interesting]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Hahahaha, I heard that Shi’an sent two stupid newcomers over here, and there’s a big fuss.]
[Favorite Sky: Shi An actually came to my house, but King Yan didn’t seem interested. Anyway, he never showed up again after that...]
Yin Ren rubbed his hands, and his fingertips jumped rapidly on the keyboard.
[yamagald: I am interested]
[Favorite sky: ???]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ??? ??? ???]
[Xinxin Kennel: ???]
[My name is Little Red Riding Hood: No, this name is a bit weird]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: This is hilarious. Who dares to use the title of King Yan? ]
[yamagald: Shian is bothering me again]
[yamagald: I did some research and found that Lu Guangzu had come into contact with the production method of human incense. He may have other intentions.]
[Yamagald: Any of you can go and remind An, so that they can find the right direction to explore.]
Peng Laogou once said that for a person of King Yan's rank, as long as he opened his mouth, someone would offer him everything. Sure enough, as soon as he typed the last word, he received an enthusiastic response—
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: I’ll go! I’ll go tomorrow! ]
The title of King Yan really works, Yin Ren smacked his lips with satisfaction.
According to Shi An's records, King Yan appears at most once a month. That person was active a while ago, so he shouldn't appear so soon...
[Yamaglad:?]
[yamaglad: Human scent?]
Yin Ren's satisfied smile froze on his face.
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ??? ??? ??? ??? ???]
[Yamaglad: Who are you?]
(End of this chapter)