Chapter 97: My Brother's Boyfriend is Missing
Jing Xun took the changed sheets and quilt covers to the bathroom where the washing machine was placed, and saw some clothes that did not belong to him in the laundry basket.
Seeing his movements, Lin Zhi followed him and explained, "Those were some of my clothes that I was going to wash. I was busy cleaning the guest room today and forgot about them. Sorry."
Jing Xun didn’t think it mattered. This meant that Lin Zhi would stay, which was better for him.
He took his eyes off the clothes, stuffed the sheets and quilt into the washing machine, and pressed the button.
"Would you like to have dinner together? My shopping has been delivered."
Jing Xun nodded, walked out of the bathroom, and looked at the big bag on the dining table.
It seemed that Lin Zhi bought a lot. Before Lin Zhi wanted to carry the things to the kitchen, Jing Xun had already reached out, placed the things on the kitchen counter with ease, and took out the things inside.
The kitchen in Jingxun's house is spacious and can be enclosed. If the door is closed, no smoke or odor will escape. After all, Jingxun uses the renovated living room as a studio, and the drawing paper and paint cannot be stained by smoke.
Lin Zhi walked into the kitchen, closed the door naturally, looked at his uncle who was sorting out the ingredients, and asked, "Do you have any food taboos or favorite dishes? This way we can make it easier."
Jing Xun glanced across the door and replied in a low voice: "I'm fine with anything."
He is not picky about food, as long as he has something to eat, he is satisfied.
"Then follow my plan. Please help me."
Lin Zhi mentioned the side dishes that were needed and reached out to take some ingredients in front of him.
This suddenly reduced the distance between him and Jing Xun. When he leaned forward slightly and lowered his head, a small section of his white neck was exposed in front of Jing Xun.
Jing Xun smelled the sweet fragrance on him, which was not the smell of perfume, nor the smell of his family's toiletries.
There was no longer the dizziness from lack of oxygen that he felt before falling asleep. It was extremely gentle, but Jing Xun knew that it was just a charming illusion.
Just when I was looking at Lin Zhi's figure, I couldn't help but believe that he was as gentle and harmless as he seemed on the surface.
In the confined space, conflicting senses intertwine, and the vague sense of danger further stimulates the confused nerves.
The sound of flowing water brought Jing Xun back to his senses. He had no objection to Lin Zhi's arrangement. He had originally intended to help and was not prepared to let the guest take full responsibility for dinner. He sorted the ingredients in the bag that were not needed for tonight's dinner and put them in the refrigerator, then started to prepare the side dishes.
When there was no more work for him in the kitchen, Jing Xun did not leave. He stood by the door, looking at Lin Zhi's back, observing him out of habit.
That boundless gaze made 01 unable to help but speak: [He's looking too obviously at you. This is the first time I've met such a mission target. Even though you haven't been redeemed successfully, he pays as much attention to you as some characters who have been redeemed successfully. But this is also a good sign? 】
01This is still an understatement. After all, even if the other personality fragments were successfully redeemed, they did not stare at Lin Zhi like this.
Lin Zhi did not deny it and replied: [Forget it. 】
Although this gaze does not contain any erotic elements, just like all painters observing the things they are going to depict before putting pen to paper, he is not much different from flowers, birds, insects and fish.
In Jing Xun's eyes, he is the scenery. This has nothing to do with ambiguity and romance. It is an expression in an intuitive sense.
Thanks to Thomas's identity, Jing Xun quickly accepted his existence and did not reject him, and he didn't even need to make an effort to get close to her.
But this is not entirely a good thing, because when a person is completely detached from the concrete world and immersed in the abstract world, it is difficult to be redeemed.
Imagination will beautify a person infinitely. In the end, when Jing Xun looked at him, it was difficult to tell whether he was looking at him or at the person in his imagination.
Feelings are something that can drive people crazy, and the more sensitive people are, the easier it is for them to be immersed in them.
Of course, at this initial stage, Lin Zhi would indulge Jing Xun's gaze, so that when the time came to reject him, the contrast would be clear enough.
Jing Xun is a very quiet person, but that doesn't mean he gives people an invisible impression.
His height is extremely intimidating, and his unconcealed eyes also show his presence.
The young man who was cooking in the smoke seemed to be slow to notice. He turned around and looked at Jing Xun who had not left yet. He thought he was hungry and subconsciously comforted him: "Cooking is fast, and the rice should be ready soon. Don't worry, you can go and wipe the table first, and we will start eating soon."
His eyes were gentle and tolerant, and even when he needed to look up at his lover's younger brother, he still treated him as a child who needed care.
His appearance or his temperament has a somewhat cold feeling, like a beautiful woman holding an umbrella alone in the mist and rain. When such a person shows his tenderness, there is an inexplicable sense of tenderness.
Jing Xun silently took the rag to wipe the dining table and prepared the dishes and chopsticks.
Neither of them was talkative, so the table was very quiet, with only the sound of dishes and chopsticks gently touching each other.
However, this silence was broken soon after. When they were about to finish their meal, the doorbell rang hurriedly, causing Jing Xun to frown slightly.
Few people came to disturb him, and he probably heard more doorbells in the past few days than he had in the previous month.
Who will come to see him, Sister Han?
Impossible. Sister Han would always call him before looking for him. She wouldn’t come to his house directly. He doesn’t have anyone else to contact, and his parents are still in the Arctic. Could it be... his brother?
Jing Xun tightened his grip on the chopsticks and said to Lin Zhi, "I'll go take a look."
Jing Xun opened the door and saw a strange woman standing at the door.
"Hello, policeman," the woman showed her ID to prove her identity, "Excuse me, are you Wei Jinrong's brother?"
After Jing Xun nodded, she said, "Wei Jinrong is suspected of a major theft case and has been formally wanted by us. We are here to conduct a routine investigation."
Jing Xun looked a little surprised. His missing brother was actually involved in a theft case and became a wanted criminal?
He couldn't help but look back at Lin Zhi. The young man also heard what the police said, and his face was full of disbelief.
Two policemen entered the room and began to take notes and interrogate.
Lin Zhi professionally acted out the trance state of a lover becoming a criminal, responding to questions while asking the police for details. Of course, the police would not tell her the details.
"The stolen item is a Chinese painting. Have you seen it?"
When the policewoman asked, she paid special attention to Jing Xun. After all, Jing Xun had been dealing with paintings all the time, and the room was full of paintings.
Jing Xun shook his head and said, "Apart from visiting art exhibitions, I usually come into contact with oil paintings."
Lin Zhi naturally shook his head as well, as the original owner had never seen the goods.
After detailed questioning, the two police officers stood up. At the signal from the female police officer, Lin Zhi maintained the posture of wanting to ask something and walked the two police officers to the car.
Lin Zhi was sure that Jing Xun's surveillance camera couldn't capture this location, so he dropped his disguise and asked, "Did you find anything at that address?"
When they met, Lin Zhi recognized her. She was the leading woman who came to pick him up yesterday. Lin Zhi didn't know her real name, so everyone called her Sister Lin.
She is not a real police officer, but a member of the BV company, and was included in the search operation.
"Wei Jinrong rented that house for a few years, but he didn't appear there very often. We found used gauze and some bloodstains in the room. They were found to be Wei Jinrong's. From the oxidation reaction, we can see that it hasn't been that long. We don't know if that bastard really ran away."
Sister Lin’s expression was not good. No one would look good after being betrayed and teased.
Sister Lin looked at Lin Zhi and asked, "There shouldn't be any clues here. They said you don't need to be here anymore, but you won't be transferred back for the time being. Are you following up with the others?"
"No, I haven't had a vacation in a long time, but I will help with the investigation in my own way. Of course, it may just be some insignificant role-playing, so you don't have to take it to heart."
Lin Zhi refused directly without hiding his thoughts.
Sister Lin reacted quickly, glanced in the direction of Jingxun's house, and raised an eyebrow at Lin Zhi.
"Your taste changes quite quickly, but in a sense, it's all in the same vein."
It literally means they are of the same lineage, after all, they are born of the same mother.
There was a hint of joking in Sister Lin's words. After all, she thought Lin Zhi was a pure and innocent person, otherwise how could she have been hooked by someone over the Internet for three years.
Lin Zhi was not surprised that she knew about this. On the contrary, it would be strange if she didn't know about it.
After Wei Jinrong disappeared, the original owner became one of the suspects, and all his records were taken away for investigation and analysis. His obscure emotions and the truth mixed with the false were naturally seen by others. When he left the airport, the employees who played the taxi drivers teased that Wei Jinrong was his old lover.
The chat records must have been read by only a few people and would not be widely circulated. Company employees would not be so bored as to read them, but it did not prevent them from knowing that Lin Zhi was a love-brained person. After all, such people were rare, especially among people like them.
Lin Zhi curved her lips and said, "Don't compare trash with my new baby."
Sister Lin blinked to show that she understood, opened the car door and said, "Someone will contact you if there is anything. Even if you are on vacation and there is a shortage of staff, you still have to show up. Of course, you will get a bonus, depending on the situation."
"no problem."
The car door was closed, Sister Lin stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared away.
Lin Zhi did not return to the house quickly. Instead, he walked back slowly and straightened the coat he had just put on when he went out.
There is a knife in the right pocket of the clothes, and half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in the left pocket. These are the things that the original owner hadn't finished smoking.
Lin Zhi walked to the tree in the courtyard. He looked back at the house, as if to make sure that this was a blind spot.
In fact, Lin Zhi knew that there was a camera on the branch, and he also knew that Jing Xun must be watching him now.
In the bedroom, Jing Xun was looking at the tablet in his hand. The young man was standing under a tree, lighting a thin cigarette.
He looked a little cold and lonely, as if he was thinking about something. He did not look panicked at all because of his lover's crime. He was completely different from the confused and anxious man who had just been questioned by the police. He no longer had the sense of vulnerability that made people feel dangerous.
The cool feeling on his body was still there, but with a mature heaviness. His slightly opened lips exhaled smoke, which floated upwards and then dispersed in the wind.
He didn't finish the cigarette. He only smoked half of it and then threw it on the ground and stomped it out.
When he bent down to pick up the cigarette butt, his eyes suddenly looked up and looked between the branches.
Jing Xun subconsciously held his breath. His heart tightened instantly, and his lungs gradually felt the suffocating pain of lack of oxygen, but his nerves were, on the contrary, active and excited.
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