Chapter 96: Missing Brother's Boyfriend
Jing Xun was helped to the bedroom in a daze. The young man beside him gently advised: "Take off your clothes before going to bed, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."
clothing?
Jing Xun mechanically lowered his head, saw his coat stained with paint, and unzipped it.
Lin Zhi's gaze swept across Jing Xun's body calmly. The temperature in the room was not high, and he still felt a little cold even in his sweater. Jing Xun was wearing a thin T-shirt under his coat.
Through the outline outlined by the clothes, you can see full, beautiful and not exaggerated muscle lines.
Lin Zhi did not reach out to touch his body, but stood beside the bed.
"have a good rest."
The young man said with a low laugh, with some pity in his eyes.
This was the last image in Jing Xun’s mind before he lost consciousness.
Lin Zhi pulled the curtains of the room, looked at the young man who was still frowning slightly in his sleep, and left the bedroom.
Last night when he was observing the wound in front of the mirror, 01 told him that Jing Xun's location had moved upstairs.
From around nine o'clock last night to two o'clock this afternoon, Lin Zhi looked upstairs, somewhat curious about Jing Xun's painting this time.
The surveillance cameras in the living room were running non-stop. The murals, hanging lamps, flowers, statues... these were all being watched in a subtle and continuous manner.
Lin Zhi withdrew his gaze and sat on the sofa in the living room.
I don’t know where Jing Xun put the painting of rain and fog from the day before yesterday, maybe upstairs, or maybe on an easel covered behind the sofa.
Lin Zhi lowered her eyes and looked at the message on her phone.
Because of his performance yesterday, the company trusted him more and told him the results of the investigation.
They found the express delivery address provided by Nie Jingwen, which was in a small town in a neighboring province. Although the company had already prepared that this was a sleight of hand, it still made adequate preparations.
Before the company and police personnel entered, they actually encountered another group of visitors. The other party came to gather information, so there were not many people. The two sides met and exchanged fire, and captured one of the other party.
It has been confirmed that these people are the ones who stole the black box yesterday.
[There was a blank scroll in the box, and this address was on it. 】
Lin Zhi carefully deleted the messages one by one, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
In the black box incident, this address is not the most important information revealed.
The company received an escort order half a month ago. In order to welcome the goods, Wei Jinrong, the domestic person in charge, resigned and made preparations before the goods arrived in China.
He had already left something like this at that time and asked Nie Jingwen to take it out yesterday.
This shows that he had planned it long ago, earlier than the company received the order. It is impossible for him to make up his mind to steal the goods as soon as he heard the contents. What's more, BV has confidentiality. Each person who contacts the goods can only know what is inside the goods one hour before receiving them, so as to determine the authenticity of the goods.
He had already betrayed the company long ago. Before the goods arrived in the company's hands, he already knew that the ancient painting would be shipped from BV.
It is more likely that the order was given to BV because Wei Jinrong was in BV.
The company has regarded Wei Jinrong as a traitor and is no longer looking for his whereabouts. Instead, they are issuing a manhunt for him and the police have also put him on the wanted list.
Companies are now not afraid that their employers will put the blame on them. Instead, they are suspicious whether this is a self-directed performance on the employer's part.
It was their employer who leaked the news that they had the ancient paintings, which made the transportation process very difficult for them. They had to guard against the theft by various forces, and Wei Jinrong had made preparations before they received the order. It was hard not to think that this was a conspiracy set up by the employer and Wei Jinrong.
Perhaps the ancient painting had already been in the hands of the employer, and he just used the escort service of the security company. He did not want to pay a huge amount of money, and even wanted to claim compensation in return.
Before the painting was found, the two parties to the transaction had already held several tense negotiations.
Lin Zhi held Wei Jinrong's work badge in her hand and looked at the smiling man on it, her expression unchanged.
——You'd better be dead.
Lin Zhi's lips opened and closed silently, expressing her wishes for him.
In Lin Zhi's opinion, Wei Jinrong really deserved to die, not because of his behavior as a traitor, but because of his manipulation of feelings and disregard for human life.
The original owner was an adult. As long as Wei Jinrong made it clear to him that they were in a relationship just for work, the original owner would not have had any other thoughts. However, Wei Jinrong was flirting with the original owner.
He would care about the original owner's daily life, buy holiday gifts and birthday gifts for the original owner, say some ambiguous words, and blur the line between public and private affairs.
He ruthlessly took advantage of Nie Jingwen, who believed in him, and didn't care that her life would be in trouble because of it. Not everyone is kind, and the means of interrogation used by some criminals are not gentle, not to mention that Nie Jingwen might be used to vent his anger.
Lin Zhi turned the work badge in his hand upside down. The situation had changed, and his plan to get close to Jing Xun also had to change.
He was not worried that he would be driven away by Jing Xun. He was afraid that even if he wanted to leave now, Jing Xun would find a way to stop him from leaving.
It wasn’t a positive emotion, but Lin Zhi didn’t care.
The more important he is to Jingxun, the more emotional value he gets from Jingxun.
Just look at me like this, I will enjoy it.
The corners of Lin Zhi's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes were soft and innocent.
He leaned back on the wide sofa and picked up a book that he had taken out of the original owner's suitcase.
In order to learn more about Jing Xun, the original owner bought several art-related books, which he used to relieve his fatigue and learn about art from different time and space.
The sun sets and the air becomes more humid.
Lin Zhi looked back at the easels hidden behind the sofa, feeling a little confused.
This kind of air humidity is not suitable for preserving paintings. Even paintings framed in frames require appropriate temperature and humidity.
It rained heavily again the past two days, and these oil paintings, which were only covered with cloth, might have been smudged.
Even though he had this thought in mind, Lin Zhi had no intention of revealing it.
Everyone cares about different things, and Jing Xun obviously has an extraordinary obsession with painting.
Maybe the situation caused by him stabbing Jing Xun was not as serious as that caused by him destroying one of Jing Xun's paintings. Now his relationship with Jing Xun has not reached the point where he can act at will.
The lights were on in the villa, and Lin Zhi was selecting ingredients for dinner in the kitchen.
From Jing Xun’s freezer, we can see that he always cooks for himself. There are a lot of things but the variety is not rich. I guess he doesn’t care about the taste of the food and stocks enough food for many days at a time.
Lin Zhi took a few things out of the refrigerator, but didn't start eating quickly.
He looked at the time on his watch and waited for Jing Xun to wake up. If Jing Xun didn't wake up after ten minutes, he would put the ingredients back where they came from.
He was not here to cook for Jing Xun. If he wanted to participate in a person's life, he naturally had to have close interaction and connection with them.
If you miss today, there will always be time tomorrow.
In the dark room, Jing Xun, who was feeling a little dizzy from sleeping, propped himself up with his hands and sat up.
Out of habit, he looked at the time on his watch first. It was 7:30 in the evening.
He vaguely remembered that he went downstairs at around two o'clock, and saw it before going to bed... Jing Xun rubbed his temples, somewhat unsure whether what he saw was an illusion.
Jing Xun turned on the light in the room, opened the drawer and started looking for pills.
Several small medicine bottles were squeezed together and turned over, making a rustling sound. Jing Xun shook two of them and found they were empty. The only one that had a medicine bottle had only one pill when he poured it out.
Jing Xun frowned. When was it empty? He should have told the doctor after it was empty.
Have you contacted the doctor? Jing Xun let out a breath and couldn't remember clearly.
I was having a very dull time during this period because I had no inspiration and couldn't draw anything satisfactory.
Jing Xun took out his cell phone and looked at the messages between himself and the doctor. Although he had no memory of texting the doctor, he had already done so. The doctor also had someone send the medicine to him, and he replied that he had received it.
Where did he put the medicine?
I don’t have this memory, I don’t know if I have lost it or forgotten it.
Jing Xun searched a few other drawers and threw the empty medicine bottles into the trash can. Then he remembered the tablet that had fallen in the living room and opened the door.
In the kitchen, Lin Zhi opened the freezer and was about to put the things back when she saw Jing Xun coming out and blinked.
Jing Xun and Lin Zhi looked at each other, and fragments of reality and imagination appeared in their minds, making it difficult for him to distinguish between reality and illusion.
"You're awake. I was just about to go to the supermarket to buy some things, but I was worried that you would sleep for a long time, so I was going to give up. Do you want to rest later?"
The young man had a look of surprise on his face, and spoke of his concerns and demands somewhat embarrassedly.
"If there is a spare key, I would like to take one. I will return it when I leave, so that I won't disturb you when I come in and out. It would be bad if you are painting when I knock on the door."
Unlike the password fingerprint locks in other villas, Jingxun’s door still needs to be opened with a key.
"There is no spare key," Jing Xun replied in a hoarse voice, "If you want to buy something, you can use your phone and they will deliver it to your door. You don't need to go out."
There is a large supermarket in the villa area, which is a bit far to walk to. They provide delivery service for mobile phone orders, and Jingxun has been using it this way.
After telling Lin Zhi which mini app to use and how to buy things, Jing Xun took the tablet and charging cable back to the bedroom.
Seeing the light on the tablet, Jing Xun waited patiently for a while and watched the surveillance footage from last night.
Such a deep wound was indeed his illusion, and Lin Zhi did not look in other directions through the mirror.
The perspective of his painting was inconsistent with the surveillance camera. The statue was at the top of the cabinet, and it was at an oblique angle, so it was impossible for Lin Zhi to see the statue in the mirror.
It felt more like he was standing in front of Lin Zhi, and Lin Zhi was looking at him through the mirror.
Jing Xun raised his hand slightly, his thoughts vaguely returning to last night, as if he was really standing in front of Lin Zhi.
The mirror reflected the young man's wounds, with bright red blood lines on his white back.
The young man turned slightly to observe his injuries.
They looked at each other in the mirror, and in a trance the young man seemed to turn around and look at him.
It was so close that he felt as if he could touch his body by just raising his hand.
Jing Xun came back to his senses and saw nothing but air in front of him.
Jing Xun frowned with a bored and dissatisfied feeling, and he went into the bathroom to wash himself with an expressionless face.
The slightly cold water cleared his mind a little, and he looked around the bathroom, as if he was considering something.
He threw the painted waterproof watch into the water to soak and clean it. The originally clear water became turbid due to the dissolved paint, and the human face was reflected blurrily.
The watch was fished out, the drainer turned over, and the dirty water flowed down through the hole.
Jing Xun held the spare key in his hand and gently let go. The key fell vertically into the drain and disappeared without a trace.
Something that is hidden may be found, but if it disappears, it really does not exist.
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