Ji Sheng curled his lips and smiled at Wen Qing: "Brother, you are so bad."
We know clearly that they are not from this world and do not have any so-called ID cards.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled when she heard Ji Sheng addressing her.
The police looked Ji Sheng up and down.
Although he looks decent, dresses normally, and looks like an ordinary high school student, perverts often have normal appearances.
Especially since this case involved children, the policeman's expression became more serious: "Comrade, do you have your ID card with you?"
Ji Sheng blinked and said obediently, "Uncle policeman, I forgot my ID card at home."
The policeman glanced at his phone and said, "Show me the Alipay real-name interface."
Ji Sheng added: "But this is my father's phone, not my real name information."
"Do you want to see it?"
After this back and forth, the police became more and more certain that there was something fishy about the person in front of them.
He immediately took out his phone, took a picture of Ji Sheng's face, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't have it with you."
“Our system can scan faces for recognition.”
Ji Sheng: “…”
The speed of facial recognition is slow, and it is impossible to retrieve specific information in a short time.
The police frowned and said to Ji Sheng, "Put your hands on your head and squat down."
Ji Sheng shook his head nonchalantly: "Too ugly."
"I want to make a good impression on my brother."
Wen Qing pursed her lips.
The police frowned even more tightly, and one of them walked directly in front of Ji Sheng.
Perhaps knowing that he could not hide or run away, Ji Sheng did not struggle and allowed the police to handcuff him and take him out.
When he passed by Wen Qing, he paused, tilted his head to look at Wen Qing's profile, with a hint of obsession in his eyes: "Brother, you have become smarter."
Wen Qing bent her fingers, lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.
Soon, he noticed that the other policeman was looking at him.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, not knowing how to explain the relationship between herself and Ji Sheng to the police.
The next second, the young policeman patted him on the shoulder and said, "It seems that their target is you."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her mouth, and then closed it again.
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Xing Ze doesn’t have much time left here.
He didn't want to waste any more time.
From the policeman's perspective, Wen Qing looked scared and nervous.
The young policeman softened his voice and consoled her, "Don't worry, we've already caught one, and the other will surely be caught soon. My colleague is already investigating the surveillance at the property."
Xing Ze strode forward and said directly to the policeman: "The other person is probably at Wen Qing's house."
Wen Qing was stunned.
The young policeman looked at Xing Ze, somewhat puzzled: "How do you know?"
Xing Ze said calmly: "Their target is Wen Qing. The man just now was waiting here. He didn't do anything else and he didn't have any weapons on hand."
"It looks like he's not going to do anything here."
"It's more like scaring people and blocking the road."
Xing Ze continued, "If we run from here, the quickest and shortest way is home."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards Building A.
Wen Qing followed immediately.
The young policeman followed him obediently, and after taking two steps, he felt something was wrong. Why was he so obedient?
Xing Ze paused, turned his head to look at the policeman, and frowned: "Why are you still standing there?"
Policeman: “Ah?”
Xing Ze asked sternly, "You're following us alone?"
"Don't contact other people? The rule is two people in a group."
"Yes!" The young policeman subconsciously raised his head and chest and stood straight, having the illusion that he was being lectured by his leader.
He quickly followed Xing Ze's instructions and contacted other police officers who were on field duty.
While waiting, the boy's parents also rushed over and hurriedly took him home.
Not long after, three more policemen arrived.
Entering the elevator, the young policeman couldn't help but ask Xing Ze: "Are you a policeman too?"
Xing Ze nodded and said casually, "Being a policeman abroad."
"Where abroad?" The policeman looked at him twice and asked curiously, "You don't look like you are mixed-race."
Xing Ze smiled and said nothing. Seeing this, the policeman did not ask any further questions.
Wen Qing lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
There are 6 hours left.
"Ding Dong——" the elevator arrived at the 18th floor.
The young policeman took Wen Qing's key and motioned him to hide at the back.
He turned the key and with a click, the door opened.
There was no one in the living room.
Four policemen rushed in and checked the rooms one by one.
Wen Qing stood outside the door, watching them open door after door, and asked Xing Ze in a low voice: "Could he have escaped?"
"Impossible," Xing Ze pursed his lips, his face not looking good, "There's no point in running."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes.
Suddenly, the elevator next to it started moving, making a slight noise.
Xing Ze looked at the floor numbers jumping up, gradually approaching the 18th floor.
He frowned and stood in front of Wen Qing: "Stay away."
Wen Qing took a few steps back obediently.
The elevator skipped 18 floors without stopping.
At the same time, the door of another house behind Wen Qing suddenly opened.
A hand stretched out from inside and pulled him in at lightning speed.
Wen Qing was so focused on the elevator in front of him that he paid no attention to what was happening behind him.
Before he could react, he was pressed against the wall.
The tip of my nose is filled with the smell of cold mint.
Then, his face was pinched.
Xia Yansi pinched his face, his expression expressionless, his dark eyes glowing faintly as he stared at him closely.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Wen Qing pursed her lips and said nothing.
His non-cooperation seemed to irritate Xia Yansi, and Xia Yansi increased the strength of his hands. Wen Qing's cheeks hurt, and his eyes turned red and mist rose.
Xia Yansi slowly lowered his head and touched Wen Qing's nose intimately: "Why don't you call me Uncle Xia anymore?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps and faint conversations were heard outside the door.
The police heard the noise outside and rushed over.
Without waiting for them to speak, Xia Yansi took the lead and said, "Stay away from the door."
"Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do to the hostages."
Xing Ze's face immediately turned dark.
He knew what Xia Yansi was referring to.
But to the police, this was a threat to the hostage's life, so they quickly contacted the bureau to report the situation and requested that a negotiation expert be sent over as soon as possible.
In comparison, Wen Qing, the hostage, was exceptionally calm.
He looked up at Xia Yansi's face.
This time it's a mysterious copy, and only Ji Yu is not there.
In other words, Ji Yu cannot appear.
Because he is more than just Jiyu.
Apart from Ji Yu, he could only be Ji Yu.
So Io said that the mysterious copy was more difficult for him than the god-level copy.
Because this god is wearing human skin and enjoying the game.
Seeing that Wen Qing was absent-minded, Xia Yansi lowered his eyelashes, touched Wen Qing's lips with his fingertips, and rubbed them ambiguously: "What are you thinking about?"
"You want to punish Xing Ze? Or someone else?"
Wen Qing blinked and said to him, "I'm thinking about you."
Xia Yansi paused, not expecting Wen Qing to answer, and even less expecting this answer.
Wen Qing looked at Xia Yansi quietly.
With Ji Yu's temper, it is impossible for him to form a family casually, even if it is just a superficial relationship.
Xia Yansi and Ji Sheng both look somewhat similar to Ji Yu.
The relationship between the brain and the trunk...
Part of the body...
Wen Qing pursed her lips and stared at Xia Yansi's eyes in a daze.
Yiou and Ji Yu should have a similar relationship.
Xia Yansi used her fingertips to push open his lips, feeling the slightly damp warmth on her fingertips, and whispered, "There are still six hours left."
He bent his fingers and lifted Wen Qing's face higher, revealing her fair and slender neck.
Wen Qing was not used to this posture and could not help but frowning, trying to turn his head away from Xia Yansi's hand.
Xia Yansi lowered his eyes, looking at his expression of endurance of pain, and his gaze gradually fell on Wen Qing's cheek.
There were a few red fingerprints on the side of his fair face, which made Wen Qing's skin look even whiter and his forbearing expression look pitiful.
Xia Yansi slowly loosened his hand and admired the full view of the fingerprints on his face.
Wen Qing was slightly startled and noticed the flash of excitement in the other person's eyes.
Xia Yansi...is just a pervert.
The next second, Xia Yansi pinched his face again and covered his lips.
Xia Yansi kissed his lips, admiring the mist in Wen Qing's eyes that grew heavier and heavier, turning into tears and filling his eyes.
Seeing the discomfort and displeasure in Wen Qing's eyes, his heartbeat instinctively quickened and his kiss became more rough.
My breath was completely taken away.
The lack of oxygen made Wen Qing's brain a little dizzy. His face was pinched and it hurt, and his mouth and tongue also hurt.
He tried to push Xia Yansi away, but he was held even tighter.
I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly a male voice was heard outside the door.
"Friend, don't be anxious, tell us what you want first?"
Xia Yansi paused.
"Do you want money? Something else? Or do you want to see your friends?"
The man's voice was rough and deep, and very powerful.
It's also a sound that can really break the atmosphere.
Xia Yansi stopped kissing, lowered his eyes to look at Wen Qing's swollen lips, and slowly wiped away the water stains: "I want to be alone."
The person outside the door paused and said, "We have sent someone to bring your companion back."
Xia Yansi looked at Wen Qing's tearful eyes and said in a good mood, "He's been caught."
The police outside were silent now.
???!!!!!!
They knew that Xia Yansi's target was Wen Qing, but they always thought it was Wen Qing's money, not Wen Qing himself.
"What should we do?" the young policeman asked in a low voice.
Xing Ze said with a dark face: "Open the door and break in."
The young policeman quickly said, "No, no, what if he attacks the hostage?"
Xing Ze said expressionlessly: "If you don't break in, you won't just attack me."
The young policeman didn't understand what he meant and quickly comforted him: "Brother, you are also a professional. This time it involves your friend, so you should calm down."
"Brother Zhang, what did the bureau say?"
"I can't find any information about that guy. He doesn't look like a Chinese."
"So, they both came here illegally?"
…
"Do you want to become a permanent resident of China?"
Xia Yansi said casually: "Yeah, I miss it very much."
Wen Qing gradually came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and pondered the current situation.
The police were outside and they dared not act rashly and could not come in.
I couldn't beat Xia Yansi and couldn't get out.
No system, no props.
You also have to face the boss of the copy.
Wen let out a breath, his mind full of thoughts about settling accounts with Yiou.
Xia Yansi grabbed his wrist and checked the time: "Five more hours."
He untied his tie with one hand and wrapped it directly around Wen Qing's wrist.
Wen Qing struggled, but Xia Yansi followed his movements and tied his hands in two or three strokes.
Xia Yansi's collar was slightly open and a little crooked, revealing part of his collarbone and sternum. His eyebrows were indifferent, and his lips were particularly red because of the kiss just now. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, perfectly illustrating the word "gentlemanly scum".
“There is still time and we can still do a lot.”
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