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"Let them not have to look for it."

After sending Elvis away with a few words, Kreit folded his arms around his chest and looked at Wei Shen from afar while leaning on the kitchen countertop.

The burgundy silk pajamas made the skin fairer, the rarely exposed tip of the nose was round and smooth, and the full lips were light pink.

— like beautiful flowers blooming in a greenhouse.

So where did he get the confidence to stay in such a dangerous place?

"I've changed my mind." The full lips moved, and he said something that made Kleite irritated, "I decided to stay here."

The beer bottle "slapped" on the countertop, making a crisp and piercing sound.

Klett finally left the kitchen, dragged a chair and walked slowly towards Captain Shen Si, his posture inexplicably had the meaning of extorting a confession by torture.

The chair finally stopped beside the single bed, and Kreit sat up, folded his arms, opened his legs, and said to Wei Shen: "When I sent someone to pick you up, you had already left. gone."

It's just a simple statement of facts, but there are contradictions hidden in the facts.

"Then I came back." Shen Siwei deliberately avoided the important point.

"You don't know the password to the door." Clay pointed out the contradiction.

"I turned out from the corridor window, and then turned in from the balcony."

Captain Shen Si knew that Kleite would ask this question, so he had already prepared for it.He even investigated the possibility. Although it was a bit difficult, it was not completely impossible.

Kleite was really dubious: "It's up to you?"

Shen Siwei simply threw the question back to Kreiter: "Otherwise, how do you say I got in?"

The electronic door lock has no trace of being damaged, and the house can only be entered through the balcony.At least on this point, Shen Siwei did not lie.

But as for how he approached the balcony, that's up to him, because Kreit couldn't prove it either.

Sure enough, Crater didn't bother with this issue any more.He was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Aren't you going? Why did you change your mind?"

"I can't go back." Having endured the most difficult first question, the next step will be much easier. Shen Siwei lazily curled up one leg, put his elbow on his knee, propped his chin and said, "I didn't Complete the mission, they won't let me go back."

There was a bit of melancholy and helplessness in his tone, Shen Siwei had never played a weak role, and he was not sure about his acting skills.But judging from Krete's reaction, he should have believed his nonsense.

"Negotiation mission?" Kreiter asked.

"Yes." Shen Siwei said, "Let's continue talking."

Kleite was noncommittal, looked at Shen Siwei deeply and asked, "Do you know that the energy station was attacked?"

"What?" Shen Siwei was slightly surprised, "When did it happen?"

Kleite looked at Wei Shen Siwei motionlessly, as if he wanted to see some flaws from his expression.

But I don't know if the harmless face is really hard to doubt. He quickly looked away, got up and walked to the refrigerator, and asked, "Would you like beer?"

Shen Siwei secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he was afraid that drinking would delay things, he wanted to reply "no drink", but suddenly his heart moved, he opened his mouth and said: "Drink."

The refrigerator door opened, and Kreit took out two cans of beer. At this moment, he paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Siwei: "You stole my beef?"

"That's not called stealing." Wei Shen raised his chin slightly, looking confident.

Kleite didn't bother to think about it, he returned to the chair and sat down, and handed the opened can to Wei Shen: "So what kind of negotiation result do you want?"

Shen Siwei took the beer and didn't drink it, and talked about the high-sounding negotiation conditions: "The refugees quit the tree of life. We are willing to build energy stations in the desert dungeon to improve the living conditions of the dungeon."

"Heh." Kleite chuckled, but looked at Wei Shen and didn't answer.

Shen Siwei inexplicably sensed a hint of danger, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Don't try to knock me out and throw me into the suburbs."

"It was seen through by you." Crater generously admitted, "So what is there to talk about with your conditions?"

Shen Siwei said: "You can also put forward your conditions."

Clay turned his face away to drink, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

But now, Shen Siwei quickly put the beer can in his hand to his mouth, deliberately letting the liquid flow from the corner of his mouth to his collarbone, then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saying: "I'll get a tissue."

His toes "accidentally" tripped over the slippers, and Shen Siwei rushed forward "uncontrollably", spilling the beer in the can on Kleite's chest.

Kleite was forced to look back, and held Wei Shen's side with his hands, looking at the collarbone so close, he was a little dazed.

But only for a moment.

He looked down at his wet chest, and said impatiently, "Why do you love throwing yourself into your arms so much?"

Shen Siwei stood up straight: "I'm sorry, I'll get you a towel."

"What's the use of the towel?" Kreit put the beer on the bedside table beside him, and took off the tight short sleeves on his body.

The last time Kelet took a shower, the tattoo on his chest was blocked by the frosted glass, and Shen Si couldn't see it clearly.

This time, he got closer, and his eyes fell directly on Kleite's chest, but he found that this face was featureless.

—two eyes, one nose, one mouth.

I don't know if it's because of the level of the tattoo artist, or because Kreit's description is not clear, and the facial features are not recognizable. If I have to say it, it seems a bit like a gorilla.

Before he could look back, Wei Shen's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The huge pulling force was transmitted through the wrist, as if to dislocate his arm.

Lieutenant Shen Si didn't wear an oxygen mask, and he couldn't show his skills, so he could only let Kleite push him back on the bed, and put his knees against his lower back, making him unable to move.

"Have you seen enough?" Kleite clasped Lieutenant Shen Si's wrist behind his back, pinched the back of his neck and asked.

"What are you doing?" Shen Siwei tried to struggle a bit, and found that Kleite's strength was astonishing.And he only exerted a little force, but he felt a little short of breath.

"Don't you just want to see my tattoo?" Kleite leaned down and asked Shen Siwei's neck, "You think this little trick can fool me?"

Shen Siwei swore that his actions were definitely not very deliberate, but he didn't expect that the mind of the rogue leader was more delicate than he imagined.

"Let go of me first." Shen Siwei couldn't breathe well, so he had to soften his tone.

"How much of my conversation with Elvis have you heard?" Clayt asked.

Lieutenant Shen Si was almost out of breath, so naturally he didn't answer, only to hear Kreiter ask again: "Why did you come back suddenly? Are you meeting your accomplices? Is the matter of the energy station related to your accomplices?"

Kreiter used the word "accomplice". This was no longer a mutual test, but an open skylight to speak out.

Shen Siwei had to lament that this person really knows how to associate, after thinking about it, he came to the conclusion that he has accomplices.

But the question is how can he have any accomplices?

"You...let me go..." Wei Shen didn't bother to answer, he could only gasp for breath, "Kret, I...I can't breathe..."

His vision gradually blurred, and it became more and more difficult to absorb air.Just when Lieutenant Shen Si couldn't hold on any longer, the iron clamps on the back of his neck and wrists suddenly loosened. Kleite straightened up irritably, looked at Lieutenant Shen's side face and said, "Can you stop crying at every turn?" ?”

"Cough cough cough..." Shen Siwei was speechless, how could he be crying?

He was just about to suffocate, so the sockets of his eyes were red. Which eye of this gangster saw his tears?

Regardless of explaining, Shen Siwei climbed to the head of the bed, put on an oxygen mask, and finally recovered.

——It is really uncomfortable to wear a mask while sleeping, but looking at it like this, it is still not easy to take off the mask in the future.

"What the hell are you smoking?" Kreiter asked one after another, and it wasn't hard to see that he was indeed very suspicious of Captain Shen Si.

"I have a stress disorder." Shen Siwei said the excuse he had already made up, "It is easy to suffocate when stimulated, and there is a tranquilizer in the mask."

The excuse sounded reasonable, and there seemed to be no doubt in Clayte's reaction.

He no longer paid attention to Shen Siwei's mask, and returned to the topic just now: "So your accomplice?"

"I don't have an accomplice." Shen Siwei said, "I watched cartoons at your house all day, if I have an accomplice, would you ask him to agree?"

The inappropriate noun made Kreiter raise his eyebrows in surprise. He looked back at the CD rack in the living room, then turned his head to Shen Siwei and said, "Have you watched SpongeBob SquarePants?"

Lieutenant Shen Si was still adjusting his breathing: "You're still watching cartoons when you're a grown man, isn't it childish?"

Perhaps it was the appearance of cartoons that eased the tense atmosphere. Kreiter no longer had that aggressive posture, and said calmly, "I don't have a childhood, why can't I watch it?"

Shen Siwei felt strange at the moment: "How old are you?"

This time Crait stopped talking.

"I heard the conversation between you and Ives." Shen Siwei continued, "I know you are looking for someone, and I can help you."

Kleite remained silent, as if he was seriously thinking about Shen Siwei's proposal.But when he spoke again, he changed the subject and said, "Why did you entrust the task of negotiating?"

"I'm a negotiator." Wei Shen said.

"I mean," Crater said, "You are so weak and you get sick every time, why do they think you can complete the task?"

Well, the logic here is indeed a bit problematic.

"Because," Shen Siwei paused, "the bottom floor is too dangerous, no one wants to come."

And it is true.If it wasn't for Wei Shen's physical transformation, he would have died several times.

"Others are afraid of danger, so they push you out." Crater said, "In other words, your status is very low among the Margots. Why should I believe that you can help me?"

"..."

Shen Siwei was at a loss for words for a while, but he couldn't refute.

"Okay, don't make trouble for me anymore." A trace of annoyance flashed in Kreiter's eyes, as if he was saying that he shouldn't take Shen Siwei's words seriously.

He looked at the time and said again: "I will personally see you off tomorrow morning."

Shen Siwei pursed his lips, seeing Kreiter's posture, he probably wanted to guard him tonight.

Could it be that he really has to be sent away tomorrow morning?

"Aren't you coming down yet?" Kreiter looked at the motionless Captain Shen Si, "Sleep on the sofa for me."

Shen Siwei was rendered speechless by the words, already upset, so naturally he didn't want to move: "I'm going to sleep here first."

"This is my bed." Clearly he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly grabbed Wei Shen Si by the collar, as if to lift him up.

But at this moment, there were only a few "pops, pops", and the white buttons flew off in all directions, revealing a large area of ​​skin hidden under the silk pajamas.

Crater froze slightly, then met a pair of sullen eyes.

Shen Siwei gritted his teeth and said, "I just bought the pajamas."

For some unknown reason, the flowers in the greenhouse seem to have grown spikes, which are obviously not lethal at all, but they are pretending to be fierce.

Knowing that he was wrong, Kreit rubbed the back of his neck irritably, not knowing where to look, and finally left the room with his dirty short sleeves.

"Sleep obediently and don't go out."

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Shen Siwei: The bottom layer is a bit expensive for clothes.