Ji Sheng bent his lips and looked at Wen Qing with a smile: "Brother, you are so bad."
They clearly know that they are not from this world, and they don't have the so-called identity cards.
Hearing Ji Sheng address her, Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled.
The police looked Ji Sheng up and down.
Although he looks like a human being and wears normal clothes, he looks like an ordinary high school student, but perverts often look normal.
Especially when children were involved in this case, the policeman's expression became more serious: "Comrade, do you have your ID card?"
Ji Sheng blinked, and said obediently: "Uncle policeman, I forgot my ID card at home."
The policeman glanced at his phone: "Show me the Alipay real-name interface."
Ji Sheng added: "But this is my dad's phone, not my real name information."
"Do you want to see it?"
This time, the police became more and more sure that there was something wrong with the person in front of them.
He immediately took out his mobile phone, took a picture of Ji Sheng's face, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't bring it."
"Our system can scan faces for recognition."
Ji Sheng: "..."
The speed of face scanning recognition is relatively slow, and specific information cannot be queried for a while.
The policeman frowned and said to Ji Sheng, "Put your head in your hands and squat down."
Ji Sheng shook his head nonchalantly: "It's too ugly."
"I want to make a good impression on my brother."
Wen pursed his lips tightly.
The policemen frowned even tighter, and one of them walked up to Ji Sheng directly.
Probably because he knew that he couldn't hide or run away, Ji Sheng didn't struggle, and let the police handcuff him and lead him out.
When passing by Wen Qing, he paused, turned his head to look at Wen Qing's side face, a trace of obsession flashed in his eyes: "Brother, you have become smarter."
Wen Qing flexed his fingers and lowered his eyes without looking at him.
Soon, he became aware that another policeman was watching him.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, not knowing how to explain the tube between himself and Ji Sheng to the police.
The next second, the young policeman patted him on the shoulder: "Their goal seems to be you."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her mouth, and then closed it again.
Too many words and too many mistakes, Xing Xuan's time to stay here is running out.
He didn't want to waste any more time.
From Wen Qing's appearance, the little policeman seemed to be afraid and nervous.
The little policeman softened his voice and comforted: "Don't worry, one has already been caught, and the other will definitely be arrested soon. My colleague has already investigated and monitored the property."
Xing Ze strode forward and said directly to the little policeman, "The other person is probably at Wen Qing's house."
Wen lightly froze.
The little policeman looked at Xing Xuan, a little puzzled: "How do you know?"
Xing Ze said calmly: "Their purpose is Wen Qing, that person was waiting here just now, did not do anything else, and did not have a weapon at hand."
"It looks like I'm not going to do anything here."
"It's more like scaring people and blocking the road."
Xing Ze continued: "If you run from here, the fastest and shortest way is to go home."
After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards Building A.
Wen Qing followed immediately.
The little policeman also followed obediently, took two steps, and felt that something was wrong, why is he so obedient
Xing Ze paused, turned to look at the little policeman, and frowned: "What are you still doing?"
Little policeman: "Huh?"
Xing Ze sternly said, "Are you following us alone?"
"No contact with other people? What about the rule of two groups."
"Yes!" The little policeman subconsciously raised his head and chest, standing upright, with the illusion that he was being lectured by the leader.
He quickly followed what Xing Ze said, and contacted other police officers who were out on duty.
While waiting for someone, the little boy's parents also rushed over and took him home in a hurry.
Not long after, three more police officers arrived.
Walking into the elevator, the little policeman couldn't help but ask Xing Ze: "Are you a policeman too?"
Xing Ze nodded and said casually, "Being a policeman abroad."
"Where is it abroad?" The little policeman looked at him twice and said curiously, "You don't look like a mixed race."
Xing Ze smiled and didn't speak, and the little policeman didn't pursue him when he saw this.
Wen Qing looked down at his watch.
6 hours left.
"Ding Dong—" The elevator reached the 18th floor.
The little policeman took Wen Qing's key and motioned him to hide at the end.
He turned the key, and with a click, the door opened.
There is no one in the living room.
Four policemen rushed in and checked the rooms one by one.
Wen Qing stood outside the door, watched them open one door after another, and asked Xing Ze in a low voice: "Could you have already run away?"
"Impossible," Xing Ze pursed his lips, his face was not very good-looking, "There is no point in running."
Wen lowered his eyes slightly.
Suddenly, the elevator on the side started to run, making a slight movement.
Xing Ze glanced at the jumping floor numbers, gradually approaching the 18th floor.
He frowned tightly, and stood in front of Wen Qing: "Stay away."
Wen Qing took a few steps back obediently.
The elevator skipped the 18th floor without stopping.
At the same time, the door of another house behind Wen Qing suddenly opened.
A hand stretched out from inside and dragged him in with lightning speed.
Wen Qing patronized and looked at the elevator in front of him, not paying attention to the situation behind him at all.
Before he could react, he was pushed against the wall.
The tip of the nose is full of cold mint.
Immediately afterwards, his face was choked.
Xia Yansi pinched his face, without any emotion on his face, his dark eyes were faintly shining, staring at him closely.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Wen pursed his lips lightly, but did not speak.
His lack of cooperation seemed to have irritated Xia Yansi, Xia Yansi's hands became stronger, Wen Qing's cheeks ached, his eyes instantly turned red, and mist rose.
Xia Yansi lowered his head slowly, touching the tip of Wen Qing's nose affectionately: "Why don't you call me Uncle Xia?"
After the voice fell, footsteps and faint conversations sounded outside the door.
The police heard the commotion outside and rushed over.
Before they could speak, Xia Yansi said first, "Stay away from the door."
"Otherwise, I can't promise to do anything to the hostages."
Xing Ze's face darkened immediately.
He knew what Xia Yansi was referring to.
But to the police, this was threatening the lives of the hostages. They quickly contacted the bureau to report the situation and asked to send negotiators over quickly.
In contrast, Wen Qing, who was a hostage, was extraordinarily calm.
He looked up at Xia Yansi's face.
This time it is a copy of Mizong, only Ji Prison is absent.
In other words, Season Prison cannot appear.
Because he's not just a season prisoner.
Except for Ji Prison, he can only be Ji Yu.
That's why Io said that the lost dungeon is more difficult for him than the god level dungeon.
Because this god has put on human skin and is enjoying the game.
Seeing that Wen Qing was in a daze, Xia Yansi lowered his eyelashes, stroked Wen Qing's lips with his fingertips, and rubbed vaguely: "What are you thinking?"
"Want to choose punishment? Or someone else?"
Wen Qing blinked and said to him, "I'm thinking about you."
Xia Yansi paused with his fingertips, he didn't expect Wen Qing to answer, let alone this answer.
Wen looked at Xia Yansi quietly.
With Ji Yu's temperament, it is impossible to start a family casually, even if it is only a superficial relationship.
Xia Yansi and Ji Sheng both look somewhat similar to Ji Yu.
The relationship between the brain and the torso…
body part...
Wen lightly pursed his lips, staring blankly at Xia Yansi's eyebrows.
Io and Ji Yu should have a similar relationship.
Xia Yansi pressed his fingertips against his lips, feeling the slightly moist warmth of his fingertips, and said softly, "There are still six hours left."
He bent his fingers and lifted Wen Qing's face higher, revealing his fair and slender neck.
Wen Qing was not used to this posture, she couldn't help frowning, and wanted to turn her head away from Xia Yansi's hand.
Xia Yansi lowered her eyes, seeing his somewhat patient and painful expression, her gaze gradually fell on Wen Qing's cheek.
There were a few fingerprints on the side of his fair and tender face, which was very red, and his gentle complexion became fairer, and his forbearing expression became pitiful.
Xia Yansi slowly let go of his hand, appreciating the whole picture of the fingerprints on his face.
Wen Wei was slightly taken aback, noticing the flash of excitement in the other party's eyes.
Xia Yansi... is just a pervert.
The next second, Xia Yansi pinched his face again, and covered his lips.
Xia Yansi kissed his lips, admiring the mist in Wen Qing's eyes getting heavier and heavier, turning into teardrops, filling the eye sockets.
Seeing the discomfort and displeasure in Wen Qing's eyes, his heart beat instinctively faster, and the kiss became more violent.
Breath was taken away.
The lack of oxygen made Wen Qing's brain a little bit confused, his face was pinched, and his mouth and tongue also hurt.
He tried to push Xia Yansi, but he grabbed him even tighter.
After an unknown amount of time, a male voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
"Friend, don't worry, tell us what you want first?"
Xia Yansi's movements paused.
"Do you want money? Something else? Or do you want to see your friends?"
The man's voice was rough and low, and it was a powerful voice.
It is also a voice that can break the atmosphere.
Xia Yansi stopped kissing, looked down at Wen Qing's red and swollen lips, and slowly wiped away the water stains: "I want someone alone."
The person outside the door paused: "We have already sent someone to bring your companion back."
Xia Yansi looked at Wen Qing's teary eyes, and said with a good mood: "I have already caught it."
The police outside were silent now.
? ? ! ! !
They knew that Xia Yansi's goal was Wen Qing, but they always thought it was Wen Qing's money, not Wen Qing.
"What, what should I do?" the little policeman asked in a low voice.
Xing Ze said with a dark face: "Open the door, let's go in."
The little policeman quickly said: "No, no, what if he takes action against the hostage?"
Xing Ze said expressionlessly: "If you don't break in, you won't just make a move."
The little policeman didn't understand what he meant, so he quickly comforted him: "Brother, you are also a professional, and this time your friend is involved, so you should calm down."
"Brother Zhang, what did the bureau say?"
"I can't find any information about that kid. It doesn't look like he's from Huaguo."
"Then, the two of them came here illegally?"
…
"Do you want to become a permanent resident of Huaguo?"
Xia Yansi said casually, "Well, I really think about it."
Wen Qing gradually came back to her senses, lowered her eyes, thinking about the current situation.
The police are outside, they dare not act rashly, they cannot come in.
I can't beat Xia Yansi, and I can't get out.
There is no system, no props.
You have to face the boss of the copy.
Wen lightly exhaled, his mind was full of trying to settle accounts with Io.
Xia Yansi grabbed his wrist and looked at the time: "There are still five hours."
He took off the tie with one hand and wrapped it around Wen Qing's wrist.
Wen Qing struggled, but Xia Yansi followed his movements and tied his hands two or three times.
Xia Yansi's neckline was slightly open, a little crooked, revealing part of his collarbone and sternum. His brows and eyes were indifferent, his lips were extraordinarily red from the kiss just now, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, perfectly explaining the words "gentle scum".
"There's still time and there's a lot we can do."