Star City Detective I Royal Cat and Mice

"Come on, let's discuss it, how about this—" Zhan Qingyun pulled a stool and sat in front of Bai Yan, "I won't hide, as long as you get the key, I will let you go."

In the empty machine repair warehouse, Zhan Qingyun's ending sound echoed. "You can't say I'm embarrassing you, can you?" Zhan Qingyun added.

It's really not difficult, if Bai Yan has hands at this time.But does Bai Yan have any hands at this time?Of course not - Bai Yan's arms were cut behind his back, and his hands were tightly handcuffed by Zhan Qingyun. As for the key that Zhan Qingyun just mentioned, it was the key to lock Bai Yan's handcuffs.

"Damn it." Bai Yan gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, although he still had a nonchalant smile on his face, "The handcuffs are too fucking tight."

Bai Yan's swearing cannot be blamed, because he was just kicked by Zhan Qingyun in the groin and fell to his knees on the concrete floor, but the handcuffs were driven by the connected winch, lifting his body a little off the ground.

This time it was all right, the whole weight of the body was pulled on the arm, and Bai Yan's arm was so painful that it seemed to be broken.At this moment, Bai Yan began to wonder if he had been bewitched by something recently, otherwise, when Zhan Qingyun approached him in private and proposed to do a simulation experiment on the psychological state of a hostage after being hijacked, how could he agree to it.

To be honest, Bai Yan really thought that this kind of simulation experiment was just a kind of being asked a few questions in a room with a transparent glass.So it was not until Zhan Qingyun took him to this deserted machine repair warehouse and was handcuffed that Bai Yan felt that something was wrong.

Now, Zhan Qingyun is playing the role of the robber decently - he seems to have enjoyed it.And Bai Yan was acting as an unlucky hostage.

In fact, Bai Yan had already protested against this just now, but Zhan Qingyun once again used his usual method - to threaten Bai Yan with the deduction of the few remaining credits - and once again succeeded. "Those who cooperate to complete this psychological simulation experiment will have the opportunity to co-sign with me on the later thesis report. By the way, who doesn't want 60 credits? Think about it, that's equivalent to the addition of two full semesters of courses more..."

Induced and "threatened" by Zhan Qingyun's kind tone, Bai Yan compromised, and he forced a smile of approval on his face, even though he knew that the smile was full of helplessness - who wouldn't want 60 What about credits?And he clearly needs it more than anyone in the class.

"Then - let's start?" After finishing speaking, Zhan Qingyun held the key in front of his eyes, shook it and opened his mouth.Bai Yan's heart trembled, he thought that Zhan Qingyun was going to swallow the handcuff key alive.

Fortunately, Zhan Qingyun didn't.

But in the next second, before Bai Yan could breathe a sigh of relief, he began to think that perhaps it would be better for Zhan Qingyun to swallow the key.Because in that case, he could still find a chance to disembowel the opponent and take out the key.

Now, Bai Yan watched helplessly as Zhan Qingyun raised the tip of his tongue and buried the key under the root of his tongue.

Now Zhan Qingyun couldn't speak anymore.He nodded his lips, moved the stool forward a few centimeters, and then lowered his body and approached Bai Yan.

Although Bai Yan still had a smile on his face—in order to conceal a trace of boredom and resistance welling up in his heart—he subconsciously hid back.But how far can you hide?The wrist that was seized was still being pulled by the wire noose, Bai Yan secretly sighed, thinking about how to get an answer that satisfies Zhan Qingyun and end this damn experiment as soon as possible.

"It's over when you get the key?" Bai Yan raised his head and asked for confirmation.Seeing Zhan Qingyun who was unable to speak nodded, Bai Yan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and pressed his lips against it.

Compared to being treated like this, Bai Yan felt that being a hostage was beaten and kicked more happily.However, a hostage is a hostage after all, so what can the "hostage" choose?

Bai Yan felt a strong and slightly bitter taste of tobacco coming from between his lips and teeth, the other party's lips were a little too dry, scratching him made him very uncomfortable.But this is not the time to think about comfort or discomfort, Bai Yan reminded himself.

He opened Zhan Qingyun's lips with the tip of his tongue, and inserted it between the other's teeth.

"Key! Key! Key!" Bai Yan kept urging himself, his tongue kept stirring in the opponent's mouth, searching around.

But Zhan Qingyun firmly pressed the key under his tongue, no matter how the tip of Bai Yan's tongue teased him, he couldn't move it away.Bai Yan was a little discouraged, the resentment of being mocked flooded his face, he stopped, opened a little distance and stared at Zhan Qingyun.

Zhan Qingyun flipped the tip of his tongue, pushed the key out and put it on his tongue, and spit it out for Bai Yan to see. "It seems that you have to be more serious—" Zhan Qingyun said with the key in his mouth.Then, he hid the key again.

Seeing Bai Yan not moving for a long time, Zhan Qingyun pressed the remote control of the winch in his hand, Bai Yan's arm had been pulled to the limit by the winch, the physical pain finally defeated the psychological shame, Bai Yan closed his eyes again His lips stuck to it.

As Zhan Qingyun asked - be more serious.He sucked hard up and down, rubbed the tip of his tongue against every tooth of the opponent, and swallowed the mixed saliva of the opponent and himself.

Zhan Qingyun's breathing gradually became heavy, and the hand that was holding the remote control of the winch machine gradually loosened.The steel wire was no longer tense, and Bai Yan's body fell limply to the ground.

In order to prolong this kiss - let's call it a kiss - Zhan Qingyun pressed down on him.

While the kiss was still going on, when Bai Yan's tongue was being twisted by the other party, Zhan Qingyun suddenly pushed Bai Yan away.

"What? Have you played enough? Show sir?" So Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, licked his lips, and asked.Zhan Qingyun nodded.

"Then bring the key!" Bai Yan growled in a low voice.Zhan Qingyun stared blankly at Bai Yan, then looked down at his stomach.

"What? Don't tell me you swallowed it?" Bai Yan exclaimed. "Did you really swallow it?!" Immediately afterwards, as if unable to accept this reality, Bai Yan asked again.Zhan Qingyun nodded.

really!Really pondering what to do, Bai Yan took a deep breath in his heart.

"Seppuku—" Bai Yan sighed and shook his head, then he lowered his head and stared at Zhan Qingyun's belly rising and falling as he breathed, and said, "Do it yourself? Or should I do it?"

"Come on!" Saying that, Zhan Qingyun took off Bai Yan's shirt and retreated to his wrists, wrapped around the handcuffs a few times, pulled him up from the ground, and walked out of the warehouse.Bai Yan turned his head and glanced at his wrists that were locked behind him and tied into a ball. This is all right, isn't this just telling everyone—look, a man in handcuffs.

Zhan Qingyun pushed Bai Yan out of the warehouse, opened the back door of the car, picked up Bai Yan and threw him in.

"Hey! Is this a teaching accident?" Before Zhan Qingyun closed the car door, Bai Yan, who was lying flat on the back seat of the car, struggled to raise his upper body and asked, "Listen, I'm going to the Academic Affairs Office—"

Before Bai Yan finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by Zhan Qingyun, who climbed into the car, with a rag he copied casually.Very good, oily.

The car bumped all the way, and did not stop until Bai Yan saw the huge words "Star City Hospital" on the roof through the skylight.

"Nurse, if you accidentally swallowed something—I mean, for example, metal products—" Zhan Qingyun asked in front of the registration desk in the hospital lobby, "What department?"

"Coins?" The nurse at the front desk stared at the computer screen without looking up.Zhan Qingyun turned his head and saw that there was a long queue waiting for the registration. In order not to be wasted here—he should not talk so much before seeing the doctor, Zhan Qingyun replied, "Yes, about the same."

"Fifty cents or one piece?" the nurse asked.

"Ah?" This question really confused Zhan Qingyun.Speaking of which, if bruises and other injuries are not counted, Zhan Qingyun has not stepped into the gate of the hospital for several years because of his good physical fitness.I don't know if there are any new regulations and new policies recently. If you take out something to swallow, you have to verify the amount of the crime just like handling a case?Zhan Qingyun pondered on the spot, not knowing how to answer.

"Let me ask you, fifty cents, or one piece, don't you understand?" The queue behind Zhan Qingyun waiting for registration made the nurses have no patience.Zhan Qingyun thought to himself, but he really didn't understand.He turned his head and looked at the white rock under the escalator in the corner about ten meters away from him - leaning against the wall, making a look that he was just resting his hands behind his back.Although Zhan Qingyun beckoned, Bai Yan still had no intention of coming over.Zhan Qingyun felt hopeless, although he really needed a "translator" urgently at this moment.

"Yes, what's the difference?" Zhan Qingyun hurriedly turned his head and asked when he heard that the nurse had already greeted the people behind him.

"The diameter of the five cents is small and the stomach is washed directly. If it is a piece, you need to take an X-ray first, and if it gets stuck, go to open the chest." The nurse said quickly.That's right, wouldn't it be good to explain this earlier, Zhan Qingyun thought to himself.But wait - gastric lavage?open chest?Zhan Qingyun suddenly felt that his scalp was a little tight.

"No, no, no, it's not coins!" Zhan Qingyun hurriedly explained, and then lowered his voice, "That's right, during the fight, I accidentally swallowed a key, about, that's all—" He said, Zhan Qingyun gestured for the size with his little finger.

"Key?" The nurse finally raised her head, she glanced at Zhan Qingyun, then at Bai Yan who was standing by the wall in the direction Zhan Qingyun turned back just now, and teased through the microphone at the front desk, "Hey! That's enough money--" Well, it's lively now, and now everyone behind Zhan Qingyun turned around and looked in the direction where Bai Yan was standing.

"I'm going to the emergency room!" Bai Yan came over angrily from the corner, "A chainsaw! Is there an emergency room?" The nurse who was still giggling just now stopped laughing, and she glanced at him with a murderous look on her face. white rock.The patrolling security guard stepped forward and leaned forward and whispered to Zhan Qingyun, "Your friend seems a little agitated, I mean—do you need to call the police?"

"Thank you - I'm the policeman." Zhan Qingyun patted the security guard's shoulder reassuringly.

Later, they neither went to take a film nor went to the emergency room.An hour later, the two drove back to Zhan Qingyun's apartment.

Just when Zhan Qingyun weighed the three-coin croton in the straw paper bag in his hand in a daze, but couldn't hide the resistance on his face, Bai Yan, who was still handcuffed, squatted in front of the sofa, turned the page with his chin, and studied A cookbook came.