When DeWitt drove the hover car in a certain direction, Wen Jin, who was sitting by the side, couldn't stand it anymore because the things posted on the Starnet were too stereotyped. Wen Jin simply closed the forum when he saw similar posts appearing on the light screen again, and there was a trend of getting more and more crooked and the focus getting blurred.
After thinking for a while, Wen Jin was about to create his own dynamic account, but he had just entered half of the message when he heard the sound of "ding dong" in the suspension car.
That was the sound of the suspension car indicating that it was about to arrive at the station.
The comfortable and warm environment made Wen Jin a little sleepy. After entering the last word and creating the account, he yawned, "Where are you?"
"Area X-5." The capital star is divided into eight areas from the inside to the outside. "The group of deed beasts that escaped before have been in this place."
Wen Jin tilted her head, "Didn't they reject your assistance?" And it was when the originally arranged route was sold? How did you find your place so quickly
"Hmm." DeWitt seemed to see what Wen Jin was thinking, and gave him a calm expression. After looking around, he opened the car door, and then stretched out his hand to pull him.
The person was taken out of the car, and the cold night wind blew over in an instant. Although Wen Jin's body was a little more resistant to the cold, she still shivered subconsciously.
"It's really cold." Wen Jin, who had already put on two coats, hissed, apparently a little unbearable, but looking at the obviously depressing alleys around him, he judged that it should be a formal occasion, so A fever technique was used.
However, Wen Jin still felt that it wasn't enough. Thinking about it again, no matter where he was going, there was no one around.
So he moved slowly to DeWitt's side, stretched a hand directly into his clothes from the hem, and touched the strong waist, then narrowed his fox eyes and stopped trembling in satisfaction.
DeWitt, who was controlling the suspension car to turn on the unmanned driving mode, felt the cold hand that suddenly reached in, and turned his head to look at Wen Jin.
"I'll just rub it." Wen Jin smiled at him, looking very cheeky.
"Still the same as before? Afraid of the cold?" The levitation car evacuated by itself, and Devitt reached out and grabbed Wen Jin's other hand into his clothes, while hugging him in his arms, and bowed his head to kiss Wen Jin's nose kiss.
hot. DeWitt raised an eyebrow.
"It's much better than before." The body that felt chilly in the constant temperature room even made Wen Jin feel terrified when he thought about it, "It's just that I couldn't bear it when I got down, and I'm not you. I have a heater."
In such a cold day, even if you don't wear it, you probably won't feel cold outside.
This physique is really good, Wen Jin secretly admired it.
"It looks like it's working," DeWitt said.
Wen Jin was confused, "What?"
"It's okay." DeWitt smiled.
Looking at his expression, Wen Jin felt that something was wrong. Just as he raised his eyebrows and wanted to ask, Devitt's terminal rang.
Glancing at the content on the terminal, DeWitt stretched out his hand to warm Wen Jin's protruding ears, "We have to go in, the Uta people have contact with the Tiger King's contacts."
Wen Jin paused, then switched to business mode in a second, "Do you want to stop it violently?"
"Look first, Tiger King and his contacts have always been very repulsed to meet with us. If there is a chance, I still want to talk again." It is to prepare for this talk that DeWitt will appear here. sincerity.
Wen Jin narrowed her eyes, "When did you contact them? Since the incident in the suburbs?"
"... earlier." DeWitt seemed to be stopped by Wen Jin's question. After a pause, he replied in a low voice, and then his eyes darkened.
Before his body turned from danger to safety because of Wen Jin, he had been thinking about finding a way to terminate the contract before his energy storm broke out completely, and then let Wen Jin be free.
This is the reason why he had an extra connection with this group of deed beasts in the first place.
And recently, those people sent underground not only brought news about Tiger King and the others, but also brought back news about the release of the contract.
DeWitt felt a little depressed when he thought of this.
He didn't want to control Wen Jin, and he didn't want to get any benefits from Wen Jin through the contract, but---
Looking at Wen Jin's bright eyes that seem out of place in the dark alley with a dull atmosphere, and thinking about what happened in Assyria recently, Wen Jin has always stood by as an outsider. The look around him.
DeWitt likes that Wen Jin is fearless and free, but this kind of freedom always gives him a feeling... that Wen Jin might disappear at any time.
Wen Jin on the other end didn't know what DeWitt was thinking, and when she was about to withdraw her hand from DeWitt's body and turn around, someone grabbed her wrist.
"Huh?" Wen Jin was taken aback and turned her head.
"Wait until this matter is settled." Devitra returned to Wen Jin, and after a pause, reached out and touched the corner of his eyes, "Let's get married, shall we?"
Wen Jin was taken aback for a long time, and after a long time, she understood the meaning of the word "marriage", and then remembered what DeWitt said before, and wanted to hold a banquet exclusively for him. The voice paused for a moment, meeting DeWitt's earnest eyes, he was silent for a moment, "Didn't you mean after the war is over?"
"I can't wait." DeWitt said, hugging Wen Jin under the moonlight, and even rubbing the back of Wen Jin's head against his face, with a slight anxiety in his voice, "OK? "
Wen Jin, who could clearly hear the uncertainty in DeWitt's voice, paused for a moment, then tilted her head and kissed DeWitt's face lightly.
"good."
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Walking through a long corridor, Wen Jin followed DeWitt in two overcoats, her long black hair tied behind her head.
After another corner, Wen Jin followed DeWitt into a residential building.
Compared with the houses that Wen Jin had come into contact with before, the facilities here are obviously much older, the surrounding environment is not that good, and the taste is obviously... not very good.
Standing outside a certain room door, Wen Jin rubbed the tip of her nose.
"Marshal." After a long time, the people inside opened the door.
The other party's complexion seemed a bit haggard, but the gaze in a pair of eyes was very sharp. When he saw Wen Jin behind DeWitt, he paused.
"This gentleman's surname is Wen." DeWitt said as he turned his head, and saw Wen Jin staring around curiously behind him.
The dark room in front of him that was filled with all sorts of weird furnishings didn't seem to arouse any strange reaction from him.
Then it suddenly occurred to me that the little guy had always been indifferent to strangers. When we first met, the image of the other party beating people without moving came to mind, and a smile flashed in DeWitt's eyes.
"Wen?" The person on the other end was taken aback, apparently not understanding why there were so many people around DeWitt suddenly, and why the marshal would bring such a stranger to such an occasion.
The body is thin and weak, obviously not belonging to the category of strong physique. With such a conspicuous appearance, he must not be able to do investigation and undercover work, so this person...
Wen Jin was too lazy to pay attention to other people's scrutiny.
The man froze for a moment before realizing that they seemed to have stayed at the door for too long.
"Sorry, Marshal, Mr. Wen..." Welcoming the two of them in, Wen Jin could see the figures of several other people and the appearance of the person in front of him through the dim lights in the room.
A very plain face, with a long scar on the left cheek, which looks a bit hideous.
The man looked around, and after being confirmed by DeWitt's eyes again, he nodded at Wen Jin, "My name is Da Dao, and I am a team leader under the Marshal's command. I am mainly responsible for underground investigations."
Wen Jin snorted, thinking that the meeting was over, and was about to go around to see where the legendary Qi beast was hiding, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that the big knife seemed to be staring at him all the time.
Wen Jin felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and wondered if it was a custom in Assyria, he had to answer right now? But he doesn't really like others knowing his name, does he? Forget about DeWitt, it was an accident, the man in front of him...
After thinking about it, Wen Jin reluctantly said, "I'm your marshal's... friend."
"It's Wen Yingjun."