Chu Chenan's eyes were wet and looked very innocent. His long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, distracting Qin Jue's attention.
Qin Jue stared at him for a while, suppressing the unknown irritability and feeling of loss of control in his heart, and slowly loosened his hand.
This sudden feeling made him very uncomfortable. He suppressed his emotions and frowned.
He didn't even understand why he was like this.
An inexplicable sense of loss entangled his sanity, and he felt as if a needle had pierced deeply into his head, giving him a splitting headache.
He loosened his tie, exhaled slowly, smoothed his black hair back from his forehead, and said nothing more.
He took a few steps back, panting, pressed a button, turned around and quickly left the elevator.
Chu Chenan came to his senses.
Qin Jue looked a little uncomfortable.
What's wrong with him?
...
...
Chu Chenan looked at his back, he clenched his sleeves, and was stunned for half a second before returning to the customer service department to seek help.
The customer service department confirmed with him again and again before taking him to the monitoring room to check the surveillance video in the elevator.
The time went back to more than two hours ago, and he, Cheng Hao, and the middle-aged man who squeezed in appeared on the screen.
The middle-aged man deliberately bumped into Chu Chenan and his hand touched his pocket.
"Stop." Chu Chenan opened his eyes wide and pointed at the picture, "Can you zoom in and take a look?"
The staff member clicked the mouse and enlarged the image. In the picture, the middle-aged man's fingers clearly touched his pocket and quickly took away his mobile phone.
"It's him." Chu Chenan said, pointing at the screen.
Gong Jian also came and stood beside him. "Tsk, why does this person look so familiar?"
Chu Chenan turned his head to look at him, "Do you know him? Cheng Hao seems to know him."
"Yes," Gong Jian nodded, "I saw Mr. Cheng Hao having dinner with him before, and they have a pretty good relationship."
Cheng Hao and Gong Jian belong to the same company, but not in the same department. They run into each other occasionally.
The surveillance video continues to play.
The middle-aged man returned to the third floor, picked up a handful of dust from the edge of the elevator door, and licked his five fingers in ecstasy with his tongue. His hand was licked until it was sticky with water. He took out Chu Chenan's mobile phone with that hand and threw it into the gap under the elevator.
"Oh my god..." Gong Jian looked at the surveillance video and said, "How could Cheng Hao know such a person? What is their relationship?"
Chu Chenan frowned, his phone was gone.
The manager was a little embarrassed. She looked at Chu Chenan's face and smiled apologetically, "Don't worry about it for now. I... I will take you to negotiate compensation with him right away."
Gong Jian was also very angry, "Yes, Chen An, just let him pay!"
Chu Chenan nodded.
That's all we can do.
They came to the third floor, and the manager knocked on the door of room 0313 three times.
The middle-aged man opened the door slowly, his face full of impatience and unfriendly tone, "What's the matter? It's so late."
The manager smiled reluctantly and said, "Hello, sir. Mr. Chu's cell phone was lost just now. We found out through the surveillance video that you took Mr. Chu's cell phone in the elevator and threw it away. Do you want to settle it privately and negotiate compensation, or call the police..."
The middle-aged man licked his teeth and sneered at Chu Chenan and the people around him, "Oh... you want money."
He pushed open the door, and Chu Chenan saw that he was wearing all black clothes. There was a strong fishy smell on his body, which seemed to be mixed with the smell of blood.
The middle-aged man returned to the room and took out a thick stack of money. He stared at Chu Chenan's face obscenely, put his business card on the stack of money, and handed it to Chu Chenan. "Sorry, I couldn't help it just now."
"Is this enough money?"
There were a few red stains on the business card. Chu Chenan looked at the strange man in front of him and his heart moved. He thought that this person might be a member of this special group and might be able to help him with clues to his mission.
He suppressed his disgust and took the stack of money and the business card, "...It's okay."
"Hey..." The middle-aged man smiled, stared at him with his triangular eyes, and leaned close to him and whispered, "If you feel too lonely at night, you can contact me."
His voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he smiled and turned back to the room. With a loud bang, he closed the door.
"What kind of attitude is that!" Gong Jian cursed in a low voice, "Idiot, what a fucking weirdo. Chen An, what did he just say to you?"
"Nothing."
Chu Chenan looked down at the business card in his hand, which had three bold words written on it:
Zhou Qiangshan.
A phone number is attached below.
…
Chu Chenan returned to the eighth floor. He came to Cheng Hao's door carrying gauze and medicine, intending to check on his condition.
Cheng Hao had given him the door card before, so he opened the door directly. I saw that the door to the bedroom was half-open, the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were closed, and the light was dim.
He came to the bedroom door, gently pushed it open, and whispered: "Cheng Hao, I brought some medicine, you may need it..."
Before Chu Chenan could finish his words, he saw Cheng Hao sitting on the edge of the bed, facing a full-length mirror not far away, wiping the blood off his abdomen with his head down.
There was a long and narrow wound on his abdomen, which did not look like it was caused by broken glass, but rather like it was cut by some sharp weapon.
The wound spread from the lower chest to the navel. It had not yet healed and was bleeding continuously.
Cheng Hao's movements were neither hurried nor slow. He hardly paid any attention to the split wound. Instead, he wiped away the blood flowing out from the wound before it showed any signs of healing, causing the wound to split open again.
The wound was so deep that you could almost see the rotting flesh inside.
Chu Chenan's scalp tingled as he watched. He clenched the plastic bag tightly and stood there in a daze.
Cheng Hao is usually very introverted. He wears a pair of thick glasses, making it difficult to see his emotions.
Cheng Hao looked up inadvertently and saw Chu Chenan behind him through the mirror. He turned around to look at Chu Chenan and quickly pulled down his shirt to cover the wound on his abdomen.
Cheng Hao's face was pale and he looked very weak, but he didn't seem to be in any pain at all.
He said, "Why are you back?"
"Oh," Chu Chenan came back to his senses, "I brought you some medicine and gauze, and wanted to come and see how your injury is."
Cheng Hao lowered his head and said, "Thank you. Just put it on the table."
Chu Chenan asked cautiously, "Your injury... do you really not need to go to the hospital?"
"Yeah," Cheng Hao pushed his glasses down, using his gesture to hide his guilty conscience, "It's okay, thank you."
"Okay, then you should go to bed early." Chu Chenan said, put the medicine on the table, and left Cheng Hao's room.
Chu Chenan returned to his room, lay on the sofa and took a breath. I've been busy all night and I'm so tired that I have no strength left.
He casually placed the thick stack of bills on the table, looked at the business card for a long time, and finally put it back on the table.
He recalled Cheng Hao's bloody wound and frowned.
What exactly is this special group?
As he thought about it, his eyelids began to twitch, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.
What is Qin Jue doing now?
…
The next morning.
Chu Chenan got up early, and at Liang Ruoxue's invitation, the four of them went to the restaurant to have breakfast together.
Liang Ruoxue took a sip of coffee, "Is Cheng Hao still sleeping?"
Chu Chenan said: "Well, maybe I haven't rested enough."
"Oh~" Liang Ruoxue pursed her lips and nodded, "Does he not like being with us?"
"Who knows him?" Gong Jian took a bite of steak. "He has a sour face all day long, as if we are isolating him."
Liang Ruoxue smiled and tried to smooth things over, "Okay, okay, maybe that's just his personality, let's eat first."
Gong Jian: “Yeah.”
After dinner, Chu Chenan went for a walk along the coast behind the hotel.
Gong Jian and Liang Ruoxue were playing volleyball, laughing non-stop.
He didn't know how to play volleyball, so he walked along the coast to a quiet area by himself.
The light golden color projected on the sea looked like gold dropped on the beach. He was wearing a pink floral shirt that he had just bought at the holiday agency and walked towards the shore with his bare white feet.
The light shone on his body, making his entire body look glowing white. From the tips of his hair to the tips of his toes, he was so beautiful that it attracted everyone's attention.
Chu Chenan likes to play on the coast. Occasionally he steps on the soft sand, feels the warmth of the waves, and then walks slowly on the coast.
He had nothing to do, so he squatted down and picked up shells one by one along the edge of the shore.
He had to squat every few steps, and his white legs were covered with some sand. His pants were very loose, reaching just above his knees.
Whenever she moves, that pair of beautiful legs always makes people fantasize.
He held the shells in his clothes and looked down carefully for the next beautiful shell.
On a yacht not far away, Qin Jue held up a telescope, his eyes following him uncontrollably.
Suddenly, his headache struck again, and the pain went straight to his heart, as if it was going to tear something apart.
Qin Jue wore sunglasses, took out his cell phone and dialed, "Hey, go check someone for me."
He glanced at the person stepping on the sand not far away and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Perhaps the sudden pain overwhelmed the unknown emotions, he quietly watched Chu Chenan picking up shells on the shoreline, and watched him like that for the whole morning.
The cigar in the ashtray was about to burn out, but he didn't notice it.
When Chu Chenan went back with his bag of shells in a daze, Qin Jue's yacht also sailed back quietly.
…
In the dim room, a man sat on a high chair with his legs crossed, and a "Lobby Manager" tag was hung under the upper left pocket of his suit.
The lobby manager covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. A woman was kneeling beside him. There was a boiling boiler and an electric cooker emitting oil next to him.
In the flash of lightning, one could roughly see the woman's actions at the moment. She was holding a dagger and cutting her thigh.
Blood burst out from the cut flesh, dripping onto the floor.
The lobby manager looked at him with disdain and said, "You should clean it more carefully. It will affect the taste, don't you know?"
The woman's tone was flattering and accommodating, "Okay... I will. Please wait a moment."
“Ugh…hiss!!”
The woman seemed determined. She scraped the clean meat again and again, and then put it in the electric pan to fry.
When the oil hit the meat, it started making a crackling sound, which continued in the darkness along with the woman's moans of enjoyment.
The lobby manager took a fork and reluctantly ate a piece, chewing slowly.
“It tastes okay.”
The woman was flattered by the compliment, “Thank…thank you.”
…
On the other side of the transparent glass of the room, Qin Jue supported his head with his hands, quietly watching this performance of desire in the name of love and dedication.
Qin Jue, sitting on the pyramid of power, watched these so-called lovers satisfying each other's greedy physical and spiritual desires.
Qin Jue felt bored and even began to feel disgusted.
"You asked me to come here just to show me this?" Qin Jue glanced at Zheng Yuxi beside him.
Zheng Yuxi is Qin Jue's business partner and his only good friend for many years. He was born into a high-ranking official family and both his parents are senior leaders in the Parliament of Country A. He can be fearless with whatever unusual hobbies he has.
"Don't you think it's exciting?" Zheng Yuxi glanced at Qin Jue's expression and explained with a smile, "That woman and that man were in love for seven years and they loved each other very much, but in the end, one liked to cut and the other liked to eat."
Qin Jue sneered and glanced at the piece of meat that was fried to a crisp in the room. "It's boring."
"No way, Mr. Qin, you used to watch this kind of thing." Zheng Yuxi poured him a glass of wine. "Why, have you changed?"
After the lobby manager finished eating a few pieces of meat, he began to hug the woman again, "You did a great job today. One day I will eat all your meat. Can you still do so well tomorrow?"
The woman was delighted. "Really...really? Yes! I will definitely not let you down...please...please eat me up completely."
The woman and the man love each other very much.
Men, however, are bent on depriving women of their lives and flesh. The woman's body becomes a broken and rotten body, a dead object that he can completely control.
Men think that by eating women they can control everything about them, but the meat they eat will only become new metabolic waste.
A man can never own a woman.
Instead, it is humiliating the lover's soul and body in another way. body.
Qin Jue looked at the scene of his lovers hugging each other and took a sip of liquor, "Disgusting."
"What did you say?" Zheng Yuxi felt that something was particularly wrong with Qin Jue today.
The aroma of wine filled his mouth, and he suddenly recalled the people picking up shells on the beach today.
The person was glowing white from head to toe, and every movement she made attracted him. Her eyes were beautiful, reflecting the clean sea and white clouds.
The more drunk he was, the clearer the slender figure in his mind became. He simply tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass, allowing the pretty figure to appear before his eyes.
For no apparent reason, he felt lost.
The alcohol numbed his emotions, and he stroked the cup, deep in thought.
If it was his lover, he would not claim it as his own in this way.
He will cherish the beautiful and delicate body of his lover, like a gem hidden in a shell, and lock him up tightly in the castle.
You can kiss him and possess him from head to toe day and night.
The thought in his mind made Qin Jue's eyes flash with excitement. He took a sip of wine and said to Zheng Yuxi, "I want to put more shells on the east coast."
Zheng Yuxi: "Are you crazy? The season just changed recently and I lost all my money."
Qin Jue smiled grimly and took another sip of wine.
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