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Dick Emerson is the richest toy dealer in town.

Toys bearing Emerson's surname were very popular all over the country, and Mr. Emerson was once the most attractive man in the hearts of children.

Jiang Chi followed Officer Bright, only showing a pair of black and white eyes curiously looking at this kind man who was said to be very popular with children.

Emerson looks like a typical bourgeois middle-aged white male, with barely handsome features.When he walked out of the villa, the two mustaches on the corners of his mouth would upturn along with the arc of his smile.

As soon as he appeared, he expressed his regret for the death of Baron Humbert very sadly, and even shed a few sincere tears.

The other policemen immediately believed that Emerson was a very kind and good man.

You see, even a dead man without much friendship deserves his tears, what a kind fellow.

Jiang Chi silently clenched the hand that was holding the hem of Brett's clothes.

The little fox intuited that this man seemed... not as kind as the legend said.

The police told him that he was very likely to be the next target of the night devil, but Emerson himself did not believe it.

The shrewd man in his eyes showed a very kind smile to the policemen: "You guys don't need to worry about me."

He stretched out his hand to show the policemen the iron-barrel-like defensive devices in the villa, and introduced with pride: "I have the best security in the world, and that guy named Night Demon, even a real demon, can't touch a single hair of mine." .”

He really is a demon.

Jiang Chi complained silently.

It just so happened that the maid brought exquisite snacks and black tea, and Jiang Chi stared at the steaming ceramic plate greedily.

Emerson saw the beautiful boy emerging from behind Brett, with a more sincere smile in his cloudy gray-green eyes: "I didn't know there were such...excellent children in the police station."

"It's the first time I've seen you."

Jiang Chi froze for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Bright in a daze.

The boy's eyelashes fluttered like crow feathers, as if he was asking for help from the man.

The man's handsome face was covered with an impenetrable shadow.

Jiang Chi was not skillful in facing the overtures of a stranger who didn't know the details. He loosened and tightened his hands on the hem of the man's clothes, and said bravely, "I'm not..."

"He is an important witness in this case, and he must be by my side at all times." Brett said in a deep voice, not knowing what kind of psychology he was in, he deliberately emphasized the words "by my side" in front of the rich businessman.

It seems to be a warning to this slippery and cunning businessman in front of him.

Mr. Emerson is also a person who has been immersed in high society for many years, so he immediately revealed this topic with a smile, as if he was really just asking casually.

He gestured to the police officers to enjoy exquisite snacks, while slowly expressing his willingness to fully cooperate with the police in their investigation.

Jiang Chi looked at the teacup delivered to him, and frowned involuntarily.

He looked around at the people around him, everyone accepted the benefits outside of work with a smile, hesitated for a while and felt that it would be too embarrassing for him not to drink, so he bite the bullet and touched the fragrant black tea with his lips.

bitter.

Jiang Chi angrily told the system that milk tea is the eternal god.

System: We are a horror survival game here, not a vacation life channel. Thank you.

"Since Mr. Emerson is willing to cooperate with our investigation, then I'll tell you the truth." Bright raised his eyelids and said indifferently without even picking up his teacup, "Do you know the Angel Club?"

The man's tea-drinking hand paused slightly. If Jiang Chi's eyes were not good enough, he would have easily missed the moment when the man's perfect mask cracked.

There is drama.He cheered up, ready to hear what Emerson had to say.

"Unfortunately, I haven't heard of this club. What is it?" He shrugged innocently, and laughed with the policemen, "Philanthropist Association?"

philanthropist?

Brett showed a hint of sarcasm, this group of nobles would really put a high hat on themselves.

"But we have a list here, which clearly shows that Mr. Emerson joined the Angel Club 15 years ago and started the artificial angel project at the same time."

The man stood up, his height of 1.9 meters looked at the rich businessman with a strong sense of pressure: "Artificial angels? What do you use to make angels?"

Emerson didn't change his face, and knocked on the ground with the walking stick in his hand, and his tone sounded inexplicably wronged and helpless: "I really haven't participated in this, Angel Club, I just happen to be with a few people in it. Just acquainted."

"Isn't it absurd to conclude that I belong to some strange organization based on just one list?"

Those sly gray-green eyes turned provocatively from Brett's face, and fell on Jiang Chi again.

Jiang Chi trembled, feeling like he was being stared at by a hissing snake.

Without waiting for the police to ask further questions, Emerson rushed out: "Since the police are here to protect me, isn't it incompetent to question an innocent and good citizen like this?"

Brett was not afraid of the man's questioning, and slowly evoked a warm smile: "Since Mr. Emerson is willing to cooperate, for your safety, we will stay here tonight."

The rich merchant's face contorted for a moment, and then he tried to calm down his fluctuating mood, and raised the cup of black tea: "Of course."

Jiang Chi hid behind Police Officer Bright, secretly observing the decorations in Emerson's mansion.

He followed Brett's footsteps step by step, not paying attention to his feet for a while, and almost fell onto a statue of an angel.

A hand held him.

"Thank you." Jiang Chi turned his head and found that it was the rich businessman who was full of strangeness everywhere.

Emerson stared at the beautiful boy with a smile: "Do you like this too, little angel?"

Jiang Chi didn't know for a moment whether he was addressing himself or introducing the statue.

It was a statue of an angel obviously created by a famous artist, with smooth muscle texture unique to young people, and delicate and perfect facial features. It held a long-necked kettle in its hand, and a steady stream of clear water flowed out from the spout.

It is so alive that it seems to be alive at any time.

It's beautiful, and it's infiltrating.

Jiang Chi trembled, quickened his pace and slipped away.

Emerson stood at the bottom of the stairs, staring deeply at the youth's back, fluttering like a butterfly.

……

Jiang Chi hugged the pillow, and his knees sank slightly into the bed.

There was an unknown faint floral fragrance permeating his body, which made people even more dazzled and confused under the dim light.

The young man's long and thick eyelashes are covered with thin diamond-like fragments of light, which look like the sparkling deep sea under the moonlit night when they shake.

"I have to sleep with you."

Jiang Chi had disheveled hair pitifully, looking at Officer Bright with his round eyes like a puppy.Jiang Chixi was dying, he always felt that the rich businessman was a bit weird, and he had to find someone to accompany him.

He must know some mysterious oriental magic.

It's like the vixen recorded in ancient oriental books, trying to trick a man's energy.

Officer Bright gritted his back teeth, thinking secretly.

"No."

He said.

What a cruel man.

so bad.

Seeing that the delicate boy was about to cry again, the man said slowly, "It's not impossible to sleep with me."

"Just you have to listen to me."

——How much do you rely on? My wife wants to sleep with you, but she has to play tricks!

——Wife, wife, I also have big pectoral muscles and honey thighs, my wife comes to touch me and sleep with me!

—Don't listen to his wife!He wants to lie to you first and then **** you and finally ***** (The user's speech is too aggressive and has been blocked, please speak civilly.)

——How dare you touch my wife, you thick eyebrows and big eyes!

Poor Jiang Chi couldn't see what was being said on the barrage at all, he pursed his lips, and the water-red bead sunk in the center of his lips gleamed with a layer of water under the dim yellow firelight, as if he was tempting Taste carefully.

He was just comparing among the crowd, and Officer Bright seemed more reliable, so he could only hug the pillow tremblingly and tried to rub the room.

"It's okay if I sleep underground." The little pity lowered her eyes, and the loose pajamas undid at some point, revealing her round and red shoulders.

It would be hell if anyone could stand it.

Seeing the expressionless expression on the man's face, and the way he even gritted his back molars, he thought he was disgusted with adding trouble to himself, so he hugged the pillow and moved a little closer to the man, Brett who was so close could smell the boy's neck as soon as he lowered his head. The clean and sweet aroma in it: "I don't snore, I don't grind my teeth, and I sleep well."

"I can do anything you want me to do."

Jiang Chi pursed his lips, and finally reluctantly agreed to the man's unreasonable request.

"Really?" Brett's furrowed brows loosened, and he lowered his head to almost kiss the tip of the boy's upturned nose, "You don't regret it?"

They foxes are very trustworthy.

Jiang Chi didn't know what terrible thing he had said, so he answered stupidly: "I don't regret it."

But soon he remembered something, and covered his pajamas that were supposed to be inseparable with a serious face: "However, you can't kiss here, and you can't touch it."

Officer Bright's face darkened, looking a little scary in the dim light: "Why, someone touched your place?"

Jiang Chi thought for a while, then covered himself with a quilt, covered half of his face, and said in a muffled voice like a scumbag tired of coping: "Don't think about it, go to sleep, tomorrow Still have to work."

Brett felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with the sentence.

He just gritted his teeth sullenly: "Who touched you?"

Jiang Chi was a little annoyed, thinking that this person had a lot to do.

He sighed, his thin white fingers gently hooked the man's little finger along the back of the man's hand, this fox didn't know where he learned it in a mess, and touched the man's hand very perfunctorily Said: "It's just work, it's really nothing, don't think about it, you go to sleep."