Ji Sheng bent his lips and looked at Wen Qing with a smile: "Brother, how are you?"

Knowing that they are not from this world, let alone the so-called ID card.

Hearing Ji Sheng's address to himself, Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled.

The police looked Ji Sheng up and down.

Although he looks like a man and wears normal clothes, he looks like an ordinary high school student, but the perverts often look normal.

Especially in this case involving children, the policeman's expression became more serious: "Comrade, have you brought your ID card?"

Ji Sheng blinked and said with a clever face, "Uncle police officer, I forgot my ID card at home."

The policeman glanced at his mobile phone: "Show me the Alipay real-name interface."

Ji Sheng added: "But this is my dad's phone, not my real-name information."

"Do you want to see it?"

This time and again, the police became more and more sure that there was something wrong with the person in front of them.

He immediately took out his mobile phone, photographed Ji Sheng's face, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't bring it."

"Our system can scan face recognition."

Ji Sheng: "..."

The speed of scanning face recognition is slow, and specific information cannot be queried for a while.

The policeman frowned and said to Ji Sheng, "Hold your head in your hands and squat down."

Ji Sheng shook his head nonchalantly: "It's so ugly."

"I want to make a good impression on my brother."

Wen Qing pursed her lips.

The police frowned even more, and one of them walked directly to Ji Sheng.

Probably because he knew that he couldn't escape and couldn't run, Ji Sheng didn't struggle and let the police hold him and take him out.

When passing by Wen Qing, he paused in footsteps, tilted his head to look at Wen Qing's profile, and a trace of obsession flashed in his eyes: "Brother, you have become smarter."

Wen Qing flexed his fingers and lowered his eyes without looking at him.

Soon, he noticed that another policeman was looking at him.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, not knowing how to explain her and Ji Sheng's pipes to the police.

The next second, the young policeman patted him on the shoulder: "Their purpose seems to be you."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened her mouth, and closed it again.

Too much to say, too many mistakes, Xing Zai doesn't have much time to stay here.

He didn't want to waste any more time.

From the appearance of Wen Qing, the little policeman seems to be afraid and nervous.

The little policeman softened his voice and comforted: "Don't worry, one has already been caught, and the other will definitely be arrested soon. My colleague is already investigating and monitoring the property."

Xing Ze strode forward and said directly to the little policeman, "The other person is probably at Wen Qing's house."

Wen Qing was stunned.

The little policeman looked at Xing Ze, a little puzzled: "How do you know?"

Xing Ze said calmly: "Their purpose is to be gentle. The man was waiting here just now. He didn't do anything else, and he didn't have a weapon at hand."

"It doesn't look like you're going to do it here."

"It's more like scaring people and blocking the road."

Xing Ze continued: "If you run from here, the fastest and closest way is to go home."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards building a.

Wen Qing immediately followed.

The little policeman followed obediently, took two steps, and felt that something was wrong. How could he be so obedient?

Xing Ze paused, turned his head to look at the little policeman, and frowned: "What are you still doing?"

Little policeman: "Huh?"

Xing Ze sternly said, "Are you following us alone?"

"Don't contact other people? What about the two-person rule?"

"Yes!" The little policeman raised his chest subconsciously and stood upright, with the illusion that he was being lectured by the leader.

He hurriedly contacted other police officers who were out on duty as Xing Ze said.

While waiting, the parents of the little boy also rushed over and hurriedly took them home.

Not long after, three more police officers arrived.

Walking into the elevator, the little policeman couldn't help but ask Xing Ze, "Are you also a policeman?"

Xing Zai nodded and said casually, "Be a policeman abroad."

"Where is it abroad?" The little policeman looked at him more and said curiously, "You don't look like a mixed race."

Xing Ze smiled and didn't say anything, and the little policeman didn't ask any further questions.

Wen Qing looked down at her watch.

6 hours left.

"Ding dong——" The elevator reached the 18th floor.

The little policeman took Wen Qing's key and motioned him to hide at the end.

He turned the key, and with a click, the door opened.

There was no one in the living room.

Four police officers 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 it have run away?"

"Impossible," Xing Ze pursed his lips, his face was not very good-looking, "there is no point in running."

Wen lightly lowered his eyes.

Suddenly, the elevator on the side started to run, making a slight movement.

Xing Ze glanced at the number of floors that jumped up, gradually approaching the 18th floor.

He frowned and stood in front of Wen Qing: "Stay away."

Wen Qing obediently took a few steps back.

The elevator skipped the 18th floor without stopping.

At the same time, the door of another door behind Wen Qing suddenly opened.

A hand stretched out from inside and pulled him in at a lightning-quick speed.

Wen Qing patronized and looked at the elevator in front of her, completely unaware of the situation behind her.

Before he could react, he was pushed against the wall.

The tip of the nose is full of cold mint smell.

Immediately afterwards, his face was pinched.

Xia Yansi pinched his face, with no emotion on his face, his dark eyes gleamed faintly, staring at him closely.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said nothing.

His incoordination seemed to irritate Xia Yansi, the strength of Xia Yansi's hand increased, Wen Qing's cheeks ached, her eyes instantly turned red, and a mist of water rose.

Xia Yansi slowly lowered his head and pressed the tip of Wen Qing's nose affectionately: "Why don't you call me Uncle Xia?"

The voice fell, and there were footsteps and faint conversations outside the door.

The police heard the movement outside and rushed over.

Before they could speak, Xia Yansi took the lead and said, "Stay away from the door."

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee anything will be done to the hostages."

Xing Ze's face turned black immediately.

He knew what Xia Yansi was referring to.

But the police heard that this was threatening the lives of the hostages. They hurriedly contacted the bureau to report the situation and demanded that negotiators be dispatched as soon as possible.

In contrast, Wen Qing, who is the hostage, is extraordinarily calm.

He looked up at Xia Yansi's face.

This time it is a copy of the lost track, only Ji Yu is not there.

In other words, Ji Prison cannot appear.

Because he is not just Jiyu.

Except for Ji Yu, he can only be Ji Yu.

So Io said that the dungeon of Astray was more difficult for him than the god-level dungeon.

Because this god is wearing human skin and is enjoying the game.

Seeing that Wen Qing was in a daze, Xia Yansi lowered his eyelashes, put his fingertips on Wen Qing's lips, and rubbed vaguely: "What are you thinking about?"

"Want to punish? Or someone else?"

Wen Qing blinked and said to him, "I'm thinking of you."

Xia Yansi paused at his fingertips, not expecting Wen Qing to answer, let alone this answer.

Wen Qing looked at Xia Yansi quietly.

With Ji Yu's temper, it is impossible to form a family casually, even if it is only a superficial relationship.

Xia Yansi and Ji Sheng look a bit similar to Ji Yu.

The relationship between the brain and the torso...

part of the body...

Wen Qing pursed her lips and stared blankly at Xia Yansi's brows.

Io and Ji Yu should have a similar relationship.

Xia Yansi pressed the pulp of his finger against his lips, feeling the slightly damp warmth of his fingertips, and said softly, "There are still six hours left."

He flexed his fingers and raised Wen Qing's face higher, revealing his fair and slender neck.

Wen Qing was not used to this posture, she couldn't help frowning, and wanted to tilt her head to avoid Xia Yansi's hand.

Xia Yansi lowered his eyes, looking at his somewhat patient expression, his eyes gradually fell on Wen Qing's cheeks.

There were a few fingerprints on the side of his white and tender face, which was very red, and the gentle complexion became paler and paler, and the expression of forbearance became pitiful.

Xia Yansi slowly let go of his hand, admiring the full picture of the fingerprints on his face.

Wen Wei was slightly startled, noticing the flash of excitement in the other party's eyes.

Xia Yansi...is a pervert.

The next second, Xia Yansi pinched his face again, his lips covered.

Xia Yansi kissed his lips, admiring the mist in Wen Qing's eyes getting heavier and heavier, turning into tears, filling his eyes.

Seeing the discomfort and dislike in Wen Qing's eyes, his heartbeat instinctively quickened, and the kiss became more and more violent.

All breaths were taken.

The lack of oxygen made Wen Qing's brain a little confused, his face was pinched, and his mouth and tongue also hurt.

He tried to push Xia Yansi, but he held him even tighter.

After an unknown time, a male voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Friend, don't worry, tell us what you want first?"

Xia Yansi's actions paused.

"You want money? Something else? Or do you want to meet your friends?"

The man's voice was rough and low, and it was a very powerful voice.

It is also a sound that can break the atmosphere.

Xia Yansi stopped kissing, looked down at Wen Qing's red and swollen lips, and slowly wiped away the water stains: "I want to be alone."

The person outside the door paused: "We have sent someone to bring your companion back."

Xia Yansi looked at Wen Qing's teary eyes, and said in a good mood, "It's been caught."

The police outside was silent.

? ? ? ! ! !

They knew that Xia Yansi's purpose was Wen Qing, but they always thought it was Wen Qing's money, not Wen Qing.

"What, what about this?" the little policeman asked in a low voice.

Xing Ze said with a dark face, "Open the door and enter,"

The little policeman said quickly, "No, no, what if he shoots at the hostages?"

Xing Ze said expressionlessly: "If you don't break in, you won't just shoot."

The little policeman didn't understand what he meant, so he quickly comforted him: "Brother, you are also a professional. This time your friend is involved, so you should calm down."

"Brother Zhang, what did the bureau say?"

"I can't find any information about that kid, and he doesn't look like he is Chinese."

"Then, did the two of them sneak over here?"

"Do you want to become a permanent resident of China?"

Xia Yansi said casually, "Well, I think so."

Wen Qing gradually regained her senses, lowered her eyes, and pondered the current situation.

The police were just outside, they dared not act rashly and could not come in.

He couldn't beat Xia Yansi himself and couldn't get out.

No system, no props.

Have to face the boss of the copy.

Wen lightly exhaled, his mind full of trying to settle accounts with Io.

Xia Yansi grabbed his wrist and glanced at the time: "Five hours left."

He took off the tie with one hand and wrapped it directly around Wen Qing's wrist.

Wen Qing struggled, but Xia Yansi followed his movements and bound his hand two or three times.

Xia Yansi's neckline was slightly open, slightly skewed, revealing part of his collarbone and sternum. His brows and eyes were indifferent, his lips were extra red because of the kiss just now, and the corners of his lips were slightly pulled up, perfectly expounding the words "sven and scum."

"There's still time, and there's a lot we can do."