Chapter 89: My Brother's Boyfriend is Missing
When the plane landed, we were greeted by the damp and cold autumn weather.
After getting the luggage at the airport, Lin Zhi walked to the exit carrying a backpack and a suitcase.
After finding the original owner and being told the bicycle license plate before boarding the plane, Lin Zhi sat in the back seat.
The driver was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with nothing special to remember. He would be instantly lost in the crowd.
"The item is in the bag at your feet. Because the company has already checked it, and you are not familiar with the country, you can't get it, Miss Hughes. Be safe and keep in touch at any time. Don't disappear like your old lover."
The driver spoke in a flat tone. He did not look at the customer's face through the rearview mirror. He turned the steering wheel and headed towards the destination.
Lin Zhi responded. In fact, the original owner and Wei Jinrong were not old lovers.
They worked together for only two or three months, and when their ambiguity was not fully exposed and they were just communicating implicitly, they separated because of work. After that, they were in a long-distance relationship that lasted for two or three years.
Lin Zhi unzipped the bag at his feet, revealing things the company had prepared for him.
This time the original owner returned to the country through the passenger channel, so she did not bring any weapons with her. Miss Hughes is the BV company's nickname for guns.
Unlike other countries, China has a gun ban. The company's order to the original owner was to investigate as much as possible, but it did not require him to find anything.
Lin Zhi knew that although the original owner had passed the internal investigation, the company was still not confident in him, which was also a way of cold treatment.
In the backpack were some compliant cold weapons, advanced equipment such as surveillance cameras and recording equipment, as well as an equipment use license certificate.
Lin Zhi quickly and quietly equipped himself and looked at the speeding scenery outside the window.
The original owner was born in this land, but he lost his family very early. After being adopted by an employee of BV Company, he also decided to work in the security industry.
His skills are not the best in the company, so he is responsible for internal affairs, communication, verification and identification of transactions, etc.
He had never seen the stolen painting, but the company showed him a photo of it.
Lin Zhi was recalling the painting in his mind. It was a painting called "White Cranes Perching on the Mountain".
Because this world is different from Lin Zhi's original world history, in comparison, the importance of this painting is equivalent to "Fishing Alone on a Cold River". It is not just pure art, but also carries historical and cultural sentiments. It is a private collection of cultural relics.
When they arrived at the destination, Lin Zhi got out of the car with her bag and suitcase and stood in front of the apartment.
This is Wei Jinrong’s official residence and also the place where he disappeared.
Wei Jinrong's official identity is an English teacher at a learning institution. Because of his good teaching quality, he is deeply loved by students and parents.
He resigned half a month ago in order to escort important things and avoid being disturbed, so there was no problem with his apparent social relationships after he disappeared.
Lin Zhi registered the visitor at the door. Under surveillance, he maintained a somewhat anxious attitude and looked at his mobile phone from time to time, pretending to be waiting for someone to reply. After all, he was a person who hurried back to China because his long-distance boyfriend suddenly disappeared.
Pressing the number key thirteen, Lin Zhi watched the numbers jump.
The elevator door opened and closed with a slight sound. This apartment building has one apartment per elevator. Lin Zhi walked to the door and pressed the combination lock.
He was wearing leather gloves. After he entered the password, the door lock made a clicking sound, indicating that the verification was successful.
The room was a little messy. Even though it had been tidied up, Lin Zhi could still see the inconsistency.
After all, this place has been searched more than once by the company and the employer's police who are specifically in charge of this case, and it is estimated that anything valuable has disappeared long ago.
Even so, Lin Zhi still carefully checked the apartment.
There was a lingering smell of moisture in the air. It had rained for the past two days, and the window was open when Wei Jinrong was missing.
Lin Zhi opened the refrigerator and saw the processed ingredients inside.
The fruits were packed in a plastic bag, and there was a box of marinated seafood that had been soaked for who knows how long, with milk and sparkling water on the side.
Lin Zhi narrowed her eyes. From the original owner's memory, Wei Jinrong was not a person who liked to eat fruits very much, especially the apples in the plastic bag.
Wei Jinrong is not averse to this common fruit, but he doesn't like it either. He will not refuse to eat it if someone gives it to him, and will even praise it occasionally, but he will never buy it himself.
Wei Jinrong also doesn't drink sparkling water. Half a year ago, when he was chatting with the original owner, he inadvertently revealed that he was no longer fond of sparkling drinks and he gradually became fond of tea.
Maybe Wei Jinrong was deceiving the original owner, but there are other possibilities.
After looking at the living room and kitchen, Lin Zhi pushed open the bedroom door.
There were dried blood stains in the bedroom. Two colleagues, one died from excessive blood loss and the other died from suffocation. They both fell here.
The surveillance here was also destroyed that night, and no one knew what happened except the person who caused it.
Lin Zhi looked in the closet for a while, didn't find anything in the bedroom, and went to the study.
As he expected, everything of value disappeared.
On the table in the study stood a plate of half-eaten biscuits that had already turned soggy.
The elevator door opened and closed, and a young man with a somewhat lonely look came out again carrying his luggage.
The girl who was in charge of receiving visitors came up with hot water and asked as she bent over, "Did you find anything?"
"He doesn't normally buy apples but there are apples in the fridge, does that count?"
Lin Zhi told the truth about his discovery. It was not only the company's people but also the police who were staring at this place and Wei Jinrong's other residences. He had sensed the feeling of being watched from afar when he had just checked the room.
The original owner was not that sensitive. In fact, Lin Zhi was not that sensitive either. But thanks to the fact that Lin Zhi was a fox in his previous life, his instinctive perception in this regard has improved.
My colleague remained calm and replied, "If we were investigating an extramarital affair, this might be a major discovery."
The implication is that it is useless. Who cares whether Wei Jinrong buys apples or not? They don’t care if he buys garlic as fruit.
Lin Zhi responded with a helpless expression and looked outside the door.
The sky was gloomy, the wind blew in, and it was about to rain.
Lin Zhi didn't plan to stay here and wait for the rain to stop. He wanted to find the target of this mission.
He observed so carefully, not to find Wei Jinrong. He was not the original owner. He did not care about Wei Jinrong, nor did he care about the whereabouts of the ancient painting. But this was necessary for him to keep in touch with Jing Xun. It was the only reason why he could have contact with Jing Xun for a long time.
As soon as Lin Zhi got on the bus to her destination, it started to rain.
The car window was covered with a flowing and distorted shadow, and only the light outside could be vaguely seen.
The driver asked politely: "It always rains in autumn. It's very humid all year round. Do you have an umbrella?"
"Yes, thank you."
Sensing that the customer was in a low mood, the driver stopped talking.
Jing Xun lived in a small detached villa in a wealthy area. Lin Zhi held an umbrella and rang the doorbell.
Wei Jinrong and Jing Xun are half-brothers. When Wei Jinrong was nine years old, his parents divorced and his mother married Jing Xun's father, Gerald.
The following year, Jingxun was born.
When Wei Jinrong was fourteen, he went out to study, but he had a good relationship with his younger brother and even went to look for him for a while when Jing Xun was kidnapped.
These are all the information provided by the company. They don’t know what the relationship between the two brothers has been like over the years. Wei Jinrong and Jing Xun don’t contact each other frequently, at least not in the past three months. The company doesn’t think the things are likely with Jing Xun, but still lets the original owner try his luck.
Lin Zhi rang the doorbell patiently. It was raining heavily outside and his backpack and suitcase were a little wet.
No one responded from inside the house, as if it were an empty one.
01 said: [The object of the mission is inside. 】
Jing Xun was inside, he just didn't open the door.
Lin Zhi was not surprised. He looked down at the dialog box that was destined to have no message response, then pressed the doorbell again.
The doorbell rang too frequently, sounding a little hurried and harsh, causing the young man who was mixing paint in the spacious living room to frown.
He did not get up and go to the door. Instead, he picked up the tablet on the sofa, not caring whether the paint on his hands would rub against the shell, and looked at the annoying visitor outside the door on the screen.
There was a handsome young man outside the door. He was wearing a black sweater under his camel coat. He looked pale and anxious and confused.
He did not look frail, but rather had a restrained and cool air. However, in the heavy rain and in the mess, he also exuded a sense of fragility, like a flower submerged by a disaster.
Jing Xun's talent for painting is not limited to colors, but also his control over images.
He could feel that the young man outside the door was a little nervous because he had not been responded to for a long time. The wet tip of the black umbrella was pressed against the ground. The young man's palm holding the curved handle tightened, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were clear.
Jing Xun was sure that he didn't know him. Although his time was like a chaotic clock, he had tried his best to control his disordered time.
The doorbell stopped ringing, but the young man outside did not leave.
He glanced at the heavy rain, looked at the door with a tired look, and rang the doorbell again, but his expression seemed to have given up any expectations.
Jing Xun placed the tablet on the stand and continued mixing the paint.
The young man outside seemed to have given up ringing the doorbell. He paced back and forth at the door anxiously, looking at his phone frequently, and finally looked at the heavy rain with empty eyes.
There was no place for him to sit by the door, so he sat on his suitcase.
Jing Xun could only see his profile, but he could feel his sorrow as wet as rain.
Against the gray background, there is a curious sense of story.
Outside the door, Lin Zhi was looking at the rain with his composure maintained.
01 said worriedly: [The host still hasn't moved. 】
Lin Zhi was not disappointed. Whether Jing Xun saw it or not, he would act out the whole thing, even if it was just for the air.
Lin Zhi doesn't like to make mistakes and doesn't like any action that might alert his prey.
Capturing requires patience, and sometimes waiting is part of the fun.
Lin Zhi could sense 01's sadness from the occasional noise in his mind, and suggested that he could sing a song to adjust his mood.
01 I am very frustrated. The system that provides reverse comfort is really lame.
It sang quietly to itself: Dear little rabbit, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in.
Fortunately, Lin Zhi didn't hear it, otherwise he might not be able to maintain his performance.
01's voice suddenly became excited: [Host, he is coming! 】
The door was opened silently. Lin Zhi turned around and saw the young man standing in the shadows.
Because he is mixed-race, Jing Xun is very tall, with deep facial features. His eyes are a bit gray-blue, and his slightly long black hair is messy, looking down at him.
Even without making any expression, he gave people a sense of manic aggression, chaos and danger, and there was no telling when he would go off track and lose control.
"What's up?"
Jing Xun's voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time, and he asked bluntly and impatiently.
Lin Zhi didn't waste any words and said directly: "Your brother may be missing. Can you contact him?"
Jing Xun frowned and moved aside to let Lin Zhi in to speak.
Jing Xun had imagined many situations, but he never thought that the beautiful young man who appeared alone outside his house on a rainy day and got soaked was his brother's boyfriend.
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