[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

Viktor looked at Yuuri, then at Kenjiro, his eyes flicked from side to side on the faces of the two of them, with a look of astonishment and suspicion on their faces.Yuuri can almost see his mind moving through the soft, shiny silver hair.

"It wasn't me!" Yuuri said hastily, "It wasn't my fault—" He was almost 90.00% sure what Viktor was thinking: he must have felt that this was something Kenjiro and Yuuri had negotiated, given that Yuuri had After so many times of sneaking away, even he himself felt that this suspicion was not groundless.

But it really isn't.He thought, even a little wronged in his heart—for a while, after so many things, he and Victor had begun to trust each other, but now they somehow returned to the original point of mutual suspicion.

Victor laughed, "I didn't say that." He cleared his throat and declared.

But we're really not talking about things that make you uncomfortable now.His eyes seemed to say so.This feeling of not being trusted makes Yuuri feel very discouraged. It would be better if Victor gets angry... But he knows better than anyone else that Victor will never get angry, he will only forgive others tolerantly——Yuuri, this Yuuri is probably the only "other" who challenges his bottom line time and time again, and other people, even people who are close to him and have a proactive personality like Chris, seldom challenge Victor so many times.

He and Viktor… Yuuri lowered his eyes, unable to deny that there was something different between them.Some looming... feeling.shared experience.besides……

Just as he was trying to see this feeling more clearly, Kenjiro cried out.

"What are you talking about?" He was in a hurry, and small beads of sweat came out of the tip of his nose, "It's true! I'm not joking! Chris asked me to sneak out to warn you, there are..." He moved closer He took a step forward and said in a barely audible voice: "There are police!" He stood up straight and nodded towards Yuuri and Victor, as if to verify his words,

Yuuri and Viktor glanced at each other, and his first reaction was: Guanghong and his fake ID must have been caught.But no, if that's the case, why did Kenjiro let them escape?At this moment, Victor suddenly spoke.

"Calm down, Kenjiro," he said, "tell the matter carefully."

But Kenjiro got more anxious. "There's no time to calm down!" he screeched. "Yang's dealing with them! They—the police—they want to talk to Yuuri! I hear them say they seem to think Yuuri knows 'Road Killer' commit'..."

"...Oh." After hearing his incoherent description, Viktor's eyes flashed guilt quickly, he glanced at Yuuri, as if he wanted to say something, but Yuuri had already spoken first.

"It's okay," he said quickly, "don't worry about—"

"I'm not..." Victor mumbled, but Kenjiro cut him off.

"No time to flirt!" he screeched, "Leave this cop gone and we'll talk!" He looked like he was about to catch his breath, and Yuuri subconsciously glanced left and right when he saw these few things lying on the trash can on the street. A fast food paper bag is a little more reassuring.

"It's okay," Yuuri said, "It was a misunderstanding, I can explain—" Then a thought crossed his mind: Why would the police want to talk to him?Hearing that the police came to his door, his first reaction was that one of those people deceived by Victor called the police. After all, neither the hotel owner John nor the loan shark "Big Maddie" are any model citizens... …but then it occurred to him that if one of these people had called the police, then the police wouldn't have called Yuuri by name, would they?After all, in these few encounters, Yuuri would not use "eye-catching" to describe his performance.

But at this moment, noises and footsteps could be heard from the back door of the bar. It seemed that several people were walking towards them at the same time, together with voices.

"I warn you, I warn you bitch, get out of the way! Where does this back door lead to?"

"Unless you show enough papers," Yang's voice replied firmly, she wasn't frightened at all, and Yuuri could almost see her hands on her hips and her chin raised high through the board— Not a good start, Yuuri thought.Something is going off track.

The back door was opened, and a group of people emerged, shoving and jostling, led by a pudgy patrol constable with a rough-looking ginger beard and hair.

"Aha!" he cried, "it's easy to come by! Hold still, and put your hands up where I can see them!"

"If I don't move, how can I raise my hand?" Victor asked, but he didn't move, not even the hand that was resting on Kenjiro's shoulder reassuringly, Yuuri laughed, he was just now Thinking about the twists and contradictions in the officer's order, Victor spelled it out.

It's as if their minds are linked.A thought lit up in his mind.

More people poured out of the back door, Yang was the first, grinning; Chris and Minako-sensei followed, both of them had contented and weird smiles on their faces, and their shirts were gone; Phichit, Chengji, and Mira followed, and all three tried their best to avoid making eye contact with the two shirtless men; Leo Iglesia also squeezed out on a wheelchair, with a look on his face. With a dreamy expression, he didn't seem to be in the right state, and he was wearing a pair of black leggings around his head; Sara, Zhenli and Guanghong also followed, and the three of them seemed to be puzzled. Behind them, another police officer—a tall, thin man with big rabbit teeth—scrambled onto the doorstep, clutching his swollen cheeks in disbelief. looking at the room.

"He beat me!" he screamed to the policeman outside. "That son of a bitch, Leroy, beat me! Will!"

"Oh you can go ahead and sue your boyfriend," JJ's voice came from across the room, sounding nonchalant and seemingly drinking tequila, "but no one talks to my woman like that, understand?"

In the silence, Leo yelled, "Well said, buddy! Cheers to you!" and giggled.

"—too many painkillers." Yang noticed the worried eyes of Yuuri and Victor, and she explained, "His netizen hasn't responded yet."

If this netizen is the one Yuuri knows.His eyes quickly drifted past Guanghong's face standing at the door. The guy was tilting his head and looking at Leo. Judging from his expression, he just found it interesting.

Soon, everyone was infected by Leo, and they all burst out laughing.The officer known as "Will" was livid.

"Stop!" he yelled, holding up the Colt M911—Yuuri recognized it immediately, an old-fashioned police pistol, heavy recoil, single-action safety, only seven rounds—it There have been days of glory, but the peak is long gone.And holding it so high up towards the sky, even Yuuri didn't think it was any deterrent.He subconsciously glances at Viktor, who obviously agrees with Yuuri - Viktor isn't in the least intimidated, on the contrary, he seems a little funny.

"There's no need to dance that old one, Sergeant," he said. "You'll hurt yourself." Looks more trained.

Constable Will, looking even more annoyed, pulled the safety and thumped three times into the air.The gunfire was deafening, a car siren sounded in the distance, and a dog a few streets away started barking.

The people fell silent, and the tall, lanky police officer who spoke out got up and walked over to his partner in embarrassment, looking impatient - JJ came out too, wearing a black vest, showing strong arms and shoulder muscles Outside, whiskey bottle still in hand.He staggered up to Yang, who pretended not to see him.

Nobody moved or spoke, and everyone thought—though they dared not say it out loud—a little ridiculous.In such an awkward standoff, Police Officer Will's intercom rang, and a woman's voice said, "Officer, we have received three reports of a shooting at the Hercules Bar..."

"Pfft." Mira couldn't hold back and laughed. JJ raised the hand holding the whiskey bottle and pointed at her appreciatively.Beside her, Phichit buried his face behind Chengji's back, his shoulders trembled.

"Oh man, what are you laughing at?" said Leo's voice, innocent as he seemed to be whispering into Phichit's whisper, but was actually yelling for everyone to hear.Everyone was laughing now - except for the two officers.

They looked ashamed and angry.

Officer Will yelled into the intercom: "That's me, you idiot! Shut up!" He said and turned the intercom off.People laughed harder, and Chris and Minako took JJ's bottle and drank while whistling.

After everyone had had enough laughs, Victor said, "There's no need..." He glanced around the overjoyed crowd, "'Scare' my friends, police officer." Everyone laughed even harder, even Yang's picture Her icy face also melted, and when JJ hugged her shoulder, she didn't move away.

Constable Will looked at him coldly, his face flushed dark brown.

"Which one is Yuuri Katsuki? I want to talk to him."

Yuuri opened his mouth, "I..." But Victor stood in his way.

"Can I ask what happened?" he asked. It was an absurd scene. The police officer looked sloppy and looked like a part in two cat and mouse cartoons, while the man being questioned was tall and handsome. Being polite, even dressed like a gypsy, at that moment, many people felt that, compared to two confused policemen, Viktor Nikiforov and Katsuki Yuuri may look more like "people's servants" ".

"Are we living in Die Hard?" Chris whispers. "Or a Bond movie?"

"If it's a Bond movie," Phichit replied, "then I vote the Russians are villains — Russians are always villains."

"Hey!" exclaimed Mila Babicheva, "watch your tone."

"Oh, are you Russian too?" Phichit said, "Then I'll change my answer: Russians are great, I love Russia. 007 can eat shit."

JJ, Leo, and Sarah gasped.

"You dogleg." Li Chengji said coldly, and moved a step to the side unbearably.

"That's not cool, man!" said JJ, still so drunk, in fact, everyone was drunk and flushed, but he was the reddest, looking like a lobster, "I just thought we The two can be called friends of life and death!"

Leo gasped again.

"I thought I was your best friend!" he said angrily. "We both have matching tattoos! Do me a favor." He said to Seung-gi, and started trying to roll over in the wheelchair to show everyone his back A tattoo on his head that somehow looks like Donald Duck's ass from Yuuri's perspective - Seungji holds him down.

The two officers looked angrier, if they could.If they were two pufferfish, it would have exploded by now.

"Katsuki Yuuri, you're under arrest," he announces, trying to break through Viktor and put the handcuffs on Yuuri's hands, before people react, smiles are still on their faces - this looks too much like a comedy show . "The crime is assisting criminals to abscond. You have the right to remain silent, but what you said..."

"Wait a minute." Victor said coldly. The amused and teasing energy just now disappeared. He pressed his hand on Officer Will's chest and pushed him away. "What charges?"

"Assist criminals in absconding." The thin and tall policeman said.

Viktor's eyebrows go up high, and Yuuri takes a step to the left to keep Viktor from blocking his view - he doesn't want Viktor to be behind him forever if something happens, that's not okay, if a relationship wants to... etc For a moment, what emotion?

"I can explain," Yuuri said, grabbing Victor's arm, and he remembered that night in Stewart, except this was the cops, and if Victor beat them up, he'd be in trouble no matter how wimpy they looked . "I don't know any criminals, it's all a misunderstanding..."

But Constable Will's eyes fell on the hand he was holding Victor, and he looked at Victor's face—and hair, before suddenly drawing his gun again.This time, he aimed at Victor's chest.

No one laughed anymore, even Leo went quiet and started playing with his fingers, Yuuri was a little anxious, he wanted to push Victor away, but was pushed back involuntarily.

"'Ivan Westrowitch, you're under arrest!" Constable Weir's voice was trembling with excitement. "The charge is murder, assault, robbery and attempted murder. You have the right to keep..."

"There's something wrong with you!" Yuuri was furious, the officer's absurd statement and Viktor's efforts to push him behind him all made his anger culminate, he slammed Viktor's arm off in a rage, Viktor The expression on his face was a little surprised - but also a little surprised and excited. Did he figure out what happened?Yuuri glared at him, then turned to the cops.

"You got the wrong guy," Yuuri said, trying to calm himself down, but the fact that there was a gun pointed at Viktor made him angry like a provoked wolf, "It was a misunderstanding, his name is Viktor Nikiforov , is my teacher—I can explain it to you at the police station."

The eyes of the two officers flicked back and forth between them, wavering, and it was clear that neither Yuuri nor Viktor looked like murderers, but the desire for credit was overwhelming.

"We have witnesses who can prove that you personally admitted that his name is 'Ivan'." The lanky police officer said, "Your license plate number was seen by witnesses in Stewart Town and Birch Town. We checked with the theater manager. That's your car, no doubt."

This is too ridiculous.Yuuri thinks, "Sounds like a lot of speculation," he says coldly, not realizing how much he sounds like Viktor, only Mira, who silently pokes Sara in the waist.

"I know—!" Sara whispered back. "It's kind of scary—do you think he found out?"

"If you deny it," Constable Will said, "then please show identification."

Yuuri is relieved that things have come to this - it would have been the end of the day, but he doesn't back away, waiting for Victor to show them his driver's license, ID or whatever will prove he's just university professor Victor Nikiforo The husband, not the murderer Ivan Westrovich, but he waited a while, and the imaginary scene did not happen.

Viktor watches them, with his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt—if he's wearing a suit, that's where his pockets would be, with his wallet in it—he's got such an odd look on his face that Yuuri gets it right away.Victor didn't even have time to change into that suit, and what was Yuuri's regret turned into a sticky one.

"Oh—" Yuuri groaned.

"If you'd like to come with me to the theater to find my coat," Victor said, "I promise I'll explain it to you. I can..."

"Aha!" yelled the lanky cop. "Catch it right! You want to run away? It's like that in the movies! You get to the theater and pretend you have to use the toilet, and the next thing you do is handcuff you." Our necks!" He looked at Victor angrily, as if the imaginary murderer was so immoral.

"Well said, Buddy!" Will said, looking smug, "You're done, Ivan! You can take your little boyfriend to prison and experience—"

He never finished talking about the experience, because at this time Yang finally restarted, and her desire to protect once again prompted her to stand up.

"What's wrong with you?" she squealed. "His name is Viktor Nikiforov. Everyone knows it! Ask anyone! Anyone!"

Officers Will and Buddy seem to be enjoying her madness, and they finally gain the upper hand in the confrontation.

"So everyone here knows him?" Police Officer Buddy said, "All of them are cover-ups!"

Yang looked utterly speechless, and so did the others, and Yuuri had a feeling that it wasn't so much that the two clown cops wanted justice as much as that they both enjoyed the feeling of being superior and powerless.Yuuri remembered the calls from the police stations Yang had received before the show started, and he now had no doubt that the caller was between the two.

At this time, more sirens sounded from the corner of the street. In the blink of an eye, they were surrounded by three police cars and seven or eight policemen. They were all as stupid as Will Buddy and his brother. The police, the grumpy fisherman may be more in line with the image, several people have wet stains on their chests, like jam dropped on their chests when eating donuts.

"Hey Buddy, are you okay?" one of them yelled. "We heard about the shooting, no one was hurt?"

With the siren flashing, Buddy and Will both looked smug.

"Yuuri Katsuki, you're under arrest," Buddy said, and Will stepped forward and began to put handcuffs on Victor's hands. "The charge is assisting a criminal to escape, and you have the right to remain silent... Well, why bother ?” He smiled so broadly that Yuuri could smell the garlic coming out of his mouth, “You’re going to jail anyway, handsome boy.”