067.
Shi Jiu felt that the current situation was a bit fucked up. A second ago, Zhuo Guang and them passed the news that Wu Hao, the crow spirit, ran to find Zheng Wei, and the person who was staring at Zheng Wei also told them that someone had gone to Zheng Yi’s villa on the mountain. The report call was made to their Demon Control Bureau.
Shi Jiu listened expressionlessly to Zheng Jie talking about the current situation in a smiling voice, "I'm really sorry to disturb everyone, but I suspect that there are monsters who want to kill me, so I have no choice but to report the crime."
Shi Jiu hummed with a cold face, pretended to ask for the address, and hung up the phone.
In the lobby of the Bureau of Demon Control, Shijiu spoke when she didn't need it. She pressed the speakerphone for the call just now, and anyone with ears heard it. Song Shujing stood up from her chair, with an unusual expression on her face, "Suddenly finding out that the boss made people stare at Zheng Kui is an extremely correct decision. I have never seen a suspect who would report the crime by himself."
"So he really has something to do with those things, right? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that he delivered it to the door by himself." Shi Ying frowned, and doubts appeared on his fair and tender face with a little baby fat, "I used to think at most that He was a little restless, he didn't expect to be so insane."
"No matter how you look at the nasty things the Fire Rats did, it looks like someone is behind it." Song Shujing lowered her eyes, "It's a pity that no evidence was found at that time, so I had to let the Zheng family and his son go."
While talking, Song Shujing and the others had packed up and were ready to go out.
Feng Chi glanced at the young man who was still wearing his clothes and trousers and raised his beautiful eyes, looking eagerly at the backs of Song Shujing and the others, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch Ji Huan's face. Ji Huan's face was very soft, and it felt great when gently pinched, and Ji Huan himself didn't reject it, which made Feng Chi a little addicted for a while.
The man stood beside him, lowered his hands and asked, "Do you want to go together?"
Thinking of the protagonist Gong Shou coveting him in the novel "Wandering Monsters", Ji Huan twitched the corner of his mouth, and quietly hugged his thin self, "That's not true. I'm just a little worried that Sister Song and the others won't be able to do it with Zheng Kui."
Ji Huan's brain is still quite good, and he knows why Zheng Kui suddenly called the Demon Management Bureau. It's nothing more than Wu Hao's going to him will make him feel bad, so he simply took the initiative to call and deliver it himself. If Zheng Jie had better methods, he might be able to clear up his suspicions in front of the Demon Control Bureau.
Ji Huan frowned and asked, "Aren't you going?"
"You want me to go?"
"How about I go with you?" Ji Huan didn't answer his question, but his words also showed his attitude, "I'll be fine if I follow you."
Ji Huan privately felt that people like Zheng Kui could only be dealt with by Feng Chi, but when he thought of Feng Chi's ending in the novel, he was a little uneasy. He quietly grabbed the man's clothes, his fingers so hard that even his knuckles were turning white, "It's safer to go together."
Feng Chi still looked down at him, his eyes were as deep as a dark night. He stretched out his hand to hold the boy's hand, his low voice was unusually gentle, and every word carried a temperature that reassured Ji Huan.
"Don't worry, don't panic, let's go together."
Ji Huan lowered his head, quietly licked his dry lips, and murmured in a low voice, whether he was telling Feng Chi or comforting himself: "No panic."
The clothes in the yard were still dripping wet, Feng Chi wanted Ji Huan to wear his own clothes for a while, so he deliberately didn't wring out the dirty clothes. I thought well at the time, but I didn't expect unexpected things to happen. Hook the clothes and wring them dry, put them in the palm of your hand for a few seconds, and the wet clothes will become dry in an instant. Ji Huan's eyes widened in surprise, poked his fingers at the clothes, then pinched them and shook them in front of his face.
How is it no different from clothes dried on the balcony, with the drying and temperature of the sun under the faint fragrance of laundry detergent.
"You... so powerful?"
There was a bit of weirdness and probing in the boy's suspicious eyes, and Feng Chi couldn't help laughing at that expression. His fingers brushed across the other's soft side face, and he smiled lightly: "Your husband has even more powerful ones, I invite you to witness together in the future."
"What husband is not a husband? It's obviously just a boyfriend who has been on the job for a day." Ji Huan pouted at him, and went to the office with his clothes in his arms.
Although he and Feng Chi are the only ones left in the Demon Control Bureau, it stands to reason that it doesn't matter if he changes clothes in the hall. But Ji Huan just felt that only someone's office was safer for this kind of private matter.
He subconsciously classified Feng Chi's territory as the safest place.
After changing his clothes, Feng Chi took him into the car, and the two went to Zheng Jie's hilltop villa. On the way, Feng Chi caught sight of the young man who was holding his sleeves with his eyes lowered. He seemed to think of something, and suddenly said, "If you don't like Zheng Kui, you can turn back into a mirror and put it in my pocket."
Hearing this, Ji Huan almost exploded.
He once thought about a question, why Zheng Kui and the protagonist Shou have not shown any interest in looking at the demon mirror until now. After thinking about it for a long time, they finally came up with one answer, because they didn't know that the Demon Mirror was in Feng Chi's hands.
So even though they were very interested in comparing the demon mirror, they never revealed anything.
If Zheng Kui accidentally finds out that he is the Demon Mirror at this time, what's the deal
Ji Huan shook his head hastily, "No, in fact, nothing will happen if you look at it twice, the most is just a little pain in the eyes."
In the mid-level villa.
Zheng Kui sat on one side of the sofa, crossing his legs leisurely. There was a glass of wine in hand, the scarlet liquid looked disgusting, Song Shujing only glanced at it before looking away.
Wu Hao collapsed on the sofa opposite Zheng Kui, breathing so lightly that he could hardly hear him. If Shi Jiu hadn't gone to check his pulse, they would have thought Wu Hao was dead.
But no matter how Wu Hao is, the current situation seems to be a bit meaningful.
The person who reported the case leaned on the sofa like an uncle, occasionally taking a leisurely sip of wine. And the so-called murderer turned his belly over like a dead fish.
Song Shujing has a bad temper and is quite patient with the person she likes, but when facing someone like Zheng Kui, she really wants to slap her. She raised her eyelids, her tone was a little irritable and impatient, "You reported that he was going to kill you, didn't you want to kill him and turn yourself in?"
Stripping away the disgust inside and outside Song Shujing's words, Zheng Kui didn't seem to feel the other party's hostility. He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Who made him unable to beat me. When he wanted to kill me, I put him down, although It sounds nonsensical, but...at least I survived, and it's a good thing, isn't it?"
Song Shujing sneered, "It's indeed a good thing."
The last two words seemed to be picked out from somewhere, and there was a faint smell of gnashing of teeth.
Shi Jiu patted Song Shujing's shoulder lightly, and the people who passed Sister Song stood in front of her, and Zheng Wei nodded with a calm smile, "Mr. Zheng didn't know what he said on the phone, why don't you tell us carefully now .”
His eyes passed over the silent Wu Hao, and he said in a low voice: "Of course, there are some things that you can't just listen to Mr. Zheng alone. I hope you will forgive me."
"Of course, but then again, why didn't the seal come? Are you in a relationship?"
Shi Jiu frowned, "This has nothing to do with Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Kui sighed, "There is a problem with what you say. Feng Ju is the director of the Demon Management Bureau, and we, as ordinary demon people, also have the responsibility to supervise him. If Feng Ju has no intention of paying attention to people's sentiments because of a relationship, it really doesn't count a good thing."
…
Ji Huan followed Feng Chi into the gate, and that's what he heard. Several question marks suddenly appeared on the boy's forehead, and his eyes were a little confused. Did Zheng Kui take the wrong medicine? Why are you still concerned about Feng Chi's love life? And why does this sound so similar to when he was in high school, the class teacher tried to persuade the classmate who had a puppy love:
Don't fall in love early, it will delay your studies, if your grades drop and you can't get into a good university because of your puppy love, what should you do
Ji Huan: "...a lot of control."
There was a small murmur in the villa, but it was very clear. Several employees of the Demon Control Bureau were surprised by Zheng Kui's 'care' for Feng Chi. Didn't expect them to regard Zheng Kui as a suspect, but Zheng Kui cared so much about their boss' political achievements? Shocked and unbelievable, the moment Ji Huan's voice sounded, several employees didn't react.
Song Shujing looked up, Ji Huan frowned and curled his mouth, with one hand hooking Feng Chi's arm.
She blinked, but the picture in front of her didn't change. Only then did he confirm that his boss and sister-in-law had really come. It's just... Wasn't it for the three of them to solve it? She was extremely puzzled, but Song Shujing was not so stupid as to ask Feng Chi in front of Zheng Kui, "Why are you here?" She withdrew her gaze, and showed a half-hearted smile at Zheng Kui.
"Mr. Zheng thinks a little too much, our boss really doesn't need you to care."
Zheng Kui's gaze has been on the young man since Ji Huan appeared. He and Ji Huan had met once before, and the conversation at that time was not particularly pleasant. Zheng Kui noticed his exquisite eyebrows and eyes showing a bit of disgust, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a smile, "Since the closure has come, let me tell you what's going on first."
"As everyone knows, the Crows and my mother's Fire Rats are family friends. For this reason, I have a very good relationship with the Crows. I still have contacts with the Crows on weekdays. Wu Hao and I are also on good terms , Usually we can eat and drink tea together. Today he came to look for me, I thought he was just here for dinner as usual, who knew he almost killed me. "
While Zheng Kui was speaking, he tugged at his neckline, and the red marks around his neck were particularly conspicuous. He nodded his neck and smiled: "Did you see it? If I hadn't reacted in time, I would have been strangled to death by him."
Employees of the Bureau of Demon Control: "..."
Shi Ying laughed awkwardly, "When did we monsters kill people like this?"
Shi Jiu was expressionless, "Mr. Zheng, with all due respect, if Wu Hao had no problem with his mind, he wouldn't be thinking of strangling a candle dragon."
Zheng Kui waved his hands, looking extremely helpless: "Then how do I know what's going on? The problem is that he wants to strangle me. As for whether Wu Hao has a brain problem or has taken the wrong medicine, it's not up to you Is the Demon Control Bureau investigating? Anyway, Wu Hao is here, you can take him back for a proper trial."
It's true to say so, but it's really annoying.
Ji Huan lowered his head and rolled his eyes, God knows how the author of "Wandering Monsters" created such a protagonist. I think when he was reading novels back then, readers screamed that Zheng Kui's white-cut black design was too powerful. If you bring them here to feel it for yourself right now, you might vomit blood, right
He tore Feng Chi's clothes, and when the man turned his head, he tiptoed over and whispered: "It's disgusting."
Feng Chi curled his lips slightly, and rubbed Ji Huan's fluffy head. He looked up at Shi Jiu and the others, raised his chin slightly, "Take Wu Hao back to the Demon Management Bureau first."
Shi Jiu and the others looked at each other and left with Wu Hao.
The huge villa suddenly became empty, and there were only three people left. Zheng Kui's eyes fell on the young man next to Feng Chi again, and when he met Ji Huan's eyes, there was a faint smile in those eyes, looking gentle, but Ji Huan shuddered. Ji Huan frowned, and leaned against Feng Chi again.
Zheng Kui laughed: "I don't look so scary, do I?"
Ji Huan rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Feng Chi looked at him with indifference, like a frozen snowfield, "Mr. Zheng likes to take care of himself."
Throwing down a few meaningful words, Feng Chi took Ji Huan's hand and walked out without looking at Zhengyi's expression. Not long after, the Maybach started roaring. Zheng Kui stood at the window and watched the shadow of the car hide, and finally disappeared on the winding mountain road, and smiled with his lips curled up.
He picked up his cell phone and made a call: "Who is that little guy next to Feng Chi, has anyone found out?"
"I can't find it out, it's really interesting."
"Zheng Kui's cultivation has improved a lot." Feng Chi leaned on the steering wheel, but his expression showed no worry revealed in words, on the contrary, he was too calm. Some things had been expected, and now that Zheng Kui touched the fox tail that was inadvertently exposed, he was not shocked.
Sitting cross-legged on the co-pilot's seat, Ji Huan recalled the expression Zheng Kui had just looked at him, with disgust in his eyes, "He just has a problem."
"There was a problem. But he hid it well."
When the Maybach was about to leave the winding mountain road and head towards the intersection, it suddenly stopped. At the intersection in front of you, two cars collided, the front of one hit the guardrail, and the other was broken from the middle. Ji Huan opened the car window and stuck his head out to look. There were not many cars on the winding mountain road, and they were the only ones blocked now. Ji Huan sent a text message to Song Shujing, confirming that the other party had already left before retracting her head, "It seems that our luck is not very good."
Feng Chi lowered the window, put one hand on the car window, and looked into the distance with a pair of eyes faintly, with a hint of meaning in his eyes. Seeing that he didn't speak, but instead had deep eyes, Ji Huan couldn't help being a little puzzled. Turning into a small mirror, it climbed onto the man's lap and then onto Feng Chi's shoulder with difficulty. He followed Feng Chi's gaze and was stunned.
He turned his head back and slapped the man's chin, "Feng Chi, what little fairy are you looking at!"
The chin was slapped, as if bitten by a mosquito. Feng Chi shook the small mirror, let Ji Huan sit on him with his legs spread apart, and smiled softly: "What's the matter, are you jealous?"
Ji Huan frowned and said nothing, but the meaning revealed in his expression was that he was jealous.
Feng Chi raised his chin, lowered his head and pecked lightly on his lips, narrowed his eyes and said, "Hey, the only little fairy I like to see is you."
"Liar, who were you looking at just now!"
"Zheng Kui's lover."
Following Feng Chi's words, Ji Huan's head froze, and he let out a bewildered sound. He blinked, twisted his body and looked in a certain direction ahead. There were two people standing at the intersection where the two cars collided. One had his back to him and he couldn't see his face clearly, while the other had a handsome face and a slender figure. At first glance, he looked like an unarmed human teenager.
He pointed at the boy, "You said this is Zheng Kui's lover?"
Feng Chi hugged his waist and hummed lightly. Then Ji Huan asked: "Then do you know his name?"
Feng Chi: "..."
Ji Huan waited for a long time without waiting for the man's answer, and turned his head back, "Why don't you talk? It's okay if you don't know, I'll just ask casually."
Ji Huan's expression looked really normal, and there was a bit of curiosity about the boy's name in his eyes. But Feng Chi was still a little flustered.
His hand moved up slowly, across Ji Huan's protruding butterfly valley, and finally landed on the back of his head. He rested his head on the other's shoulder, and pressed his lips against Ji Huan's neck, "Really just asking casually." What if you get jealous again when I say his name?"
"Why would I be jealous when you said his name?" Ji Huan looked confused.
"Just now I took one more look at him and you became jealous."
Ji Huan: "...that's different."
After knowing that the person in the car accident was Zheng Ji's lover, Ji Huan felt relieved. Anyway, he didn't think that Feng Chi would covet that boy. It can't be that Feng Chi's inexplicable blackening in the original work is because he failed to rob Zheng Kiao's lover, right
He rolled his eyes, pinched Feng Chi's face and urged, "Hurry up."
Let him see if this lover is the protagonist.
Seeing that he was really curious about Zheng Jia's lover's name, Feng Chi said leisurely, "Su Liang."
Ji Huan slapped his thigh suddenly, and the protagonist Shou could be regarded as appearing. He moved his butt, and spun around on Feng Chi's lap with difficulty, trying to see Su Liang more. In the novel, Su Liang is soft and cute, and a group of readers yell "Baby mother loves you". But Ji Huan's first feeling towards Su Liang was dislike. As for the source of this dislike, Ji Huan is not sure.
So much so that at the end of the novel, he felt that the two protagonists looked uncomfortable, otherwise he would not have posted such a book review, and came here after waking up.
Ji Huan was thinking, his thoughts suddenly flew a little far away, he scratched his chin to withdraw his attention.
"You seem very excited." Feng Chi's voice was right behind his ear, and his soft breath fell on his ear, staining his fair skin red. Ji Huan pinched his ears, reached his back against the man's chest and pushed, "Don't talk to me like that."
Feng Chi grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms. With his back pressed against Feng Chi's chest, he wrinkled his nose, "Feng Chi, is there some glue on your body, why are you so sticky?"
"If there's glue on my body, you'll have to hang it on me all day long." He tilted his head and kissed the boy's puffy cheek, and wanted to say something, but his eyes paused. The two people who were talking not far away had already turned their directions and were walking towards them.
The kiss disappeared suddenly, and even the soft and hot breathing slowed down a lot, Ji Huan raised his head in confusion. With this look, he saw Su Liang walking towards him.
Ji Huan: "...can we turn around and leave?"
It is possible, but there is only Zheng Jie's villa on the mountain. This also means that Ji Huan's current situation is that the protagonist suffers from the front, and the protagonist attacks from behind. He, a book walker, is surrounded in the middle, very helpless. Fortunately, he abducted a boyfriend.
Ji Huan silently squeezed into Feng Chi's arms, and when he shrank, he felt unwell.
No, he was wrong.
There is a wolf with a big tail behind him.
Ji Huan pursed his lips, and said to Feng Chi quietly and in a low voice: "Should I pay more attention at this time?"
As he spoke, he moved sideways in a small arc. However, as soon as he moved, he was held down by the man's big hand. Feng Chi pinched the center of his brows, his gaze skipped over the young man's blushing eartips, his laughter was a little hoarse, "I noticed, you posted it yourself. And..."
He lowered his eyes and looked, his tone sounded very flat, "It's already this big."
Ji Huan: "..."
Ji Huan felt that there might be something wrong with Feng Chi, he turned his head and said angrily, "Although I haven't seen anyone else's, I also have common sense, who are you lying to?"
"You yourself said that my world is the biggest, this... is not too much, right?" He hooked the boy's waist and leaned over, his lips lightly brushing against Ji Huan's earlobe, "Don't you think so?"
Ji Huan: "..."
The two of them stuck to each other in an extremely ambiguous gesture, talking in a whisper. The first time Su Liang looked over, he noticed that the boy who was hugged by a man and sitting in his arms was fair-skinned, and his head was slightly lowered, but he couldn't hide his flushed ears and neck. As if he had been scalded, he immediately looked back, and stood still in embarrassment.
Ji Huan didn't expect the other party to walk very fast, and hurriedly climbed off Feng Chi's body.
After a while, another protagonist in the car accident also appeared. It was a young human youth, and when he saw Su Liang standing stupidly, he couldn't help frowning.
"Did you borrow it?"
Su Liang shook his head in embarrassment, and finally turned to Feng Chi and Ji Huan for help, "I'm really sorry. I'm bothering you two, can you call the traffic police for me? Both of our mobile phones are not working well."
His own mobile phone seemed to be thrown out when the car crashed, and he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. The youth's mobile phone was crushed into pieces by the tires.
Feng Chi glanced at the two of them, nodded slightly, and called the traffic police.
About half an hour later, the two cars blocking the intersection were moved away, and Feng Chi drove away in the Maybach. Ji Huan turned back into a mirror and lay down on the chair, his eyes fell on Feng Chi's handsome side face inadvertently, and he sighed.
All right, the bridge of the nose is so high, let's make it bigger.