Chapter 34: Dreamland

Ep28 Dreamland
He would use the fire escape and go down to the parking lot, Leo told himself.
The black agent's footsteps were running down the descending stairs, holding a gun in his hand. He ordered himself to stop him and rescue the little girl.
In the deserted underground parking lot, Leo really saw the back of the dark green leather jacket, and the crying girl was carried on his back. "Stop! Let go of her, or I'll shoot!" The agent yelled.
The other party stopped and pulled the girl down against her chest when she turned around. The muzzle was against her little head. "Go ahead and see if your bullet is fast or her brain is blowing out fast!" "The strong brown-haired man has no fear.
The situation is deadlocked. Federal agents did not dare to pull the trigger, and the fugitive holding the shield stayed back cautiously, only a few meters away from the SUV with the door open behind him.
"Help ... Mom ... Help me ..." The little girl struggled desperately, crying loudly among the concrete walls.
"Shh, sweetie, your voice is too big. I like children who are a little bit more quiet and quiet, and they cry even if they cry, it's really cute." The brown-haired man murmured against her ear and murmured. Soft and cruel, the eyes sunk beneath the brow bone flashed with a frosty gloom, as if effervescent bogs were boiling.
"Let her go, Taduo, let her go, there is still room for discussion between us," said the agent.
"No ~ no ~ no." The refusal's tone of refusal was like humming an annoying song, "I wouldn't give up the prey I caught, you see, what a beautiful little deer, he must be very, very It's delicious, isn't it? "
"he"? After the dark-haired detective froze, he suddenly found the figure held by the murderer in front of him and the barrel on his head—that was clearly Li Biqing!
The Chinese boy looked at him with clear eyes, and he was as gentle and calm as ever. "Shoot, Rio." He said, "I would rather be sent to heaven by one shot than after experiencing extreme pain. The perverted, hatred hatred fell into hell. "
"... No!" Leo squeaked sharply, "Let him go! Let him go! You son of a bitch, you dare to touch him with a hair, I will cramp your skin and smash your body!"
"Really, then let me see your determination, Agent. Hurry up and shoot, and then you can do whatever I want." The captive held out the dark red tongue and slowly licked the boy Guangjie The serpent's neck stared at him, "You know you'll hit him, don't you. It's here, the carotid artery, jugular vein, and other piles of blood vessels, his blood will be like splashing ink Just sprayed out and spilled on the dirty concrete floor. He would die in pain and watch his blood run out ... "
"Shut up! Shut me up!" Like a male lion besieged by a cricket group, Leo growled violently, not only because of injuries, but also because his partner and children were in danger. With his gun in both hands, his index finger issued a crazy pull request on the trigger, eager for brain approval. But he can't! Yes, he knows the consequences of this shot, he will definitely hit the hostage's neck, it must be so, no suspense, time and time again!
"Ah, you dare not shoot this time. Why? Oh, I see!" The murderer proudly announced, "You are in love with this little deer, and you want to taste his wonderful taste. But it ’s a pity He has fallen into my hands. You only have two choices. Either turn him into a corpse now, or wait for me to send you the pieces of his corpse-rest assured, I will choose one that is worthy of him. Precious gift box with a beautiful ribbon. "
The dark-haired detective bit his blood out of his gums. If the anger in his eyes turns into substance, the other person's bones are already gone-but he can't pull the trigger, although the muscles in his whole body are strained, screaming for this gun, eager Broken!
He can't, can't kill the boy he loves with his own hands! Can't just watch him killed by a perverted abuse! Like burning on the black flames of hell, the pain of despair on the front and the pain of despair on the other, at this moment he even gave birth to the idea of ​​escape to pull the trigger on his temple-
A chest was stuck to his back, and two arms stretched out from behind him, holding his gun arm firmly, the warm heat and the breath of acquaintance enveloped him. A clear male voice sounded at his ears, young, strong, sharp, with a slight British accent, like a knife with an elegant pattern, and easily cut the solidified air: "Shoot, Leo."
"No!" The black-haired detective refused flatly, and then responded: "This voice ... is you-kill!"
"Shoot. This time you won't miss, because I'm behind you." The serial killer said, "Take advantage of my strength, Leo, let us end this cycle-"
The moment the gunfire sounded, Leo awoke from his dream.
In the dim light, the surrounding equipment reminded him that this is a hotel in Shuixia Town. He was lying on the large bed of the VIP suite and experienced a scary and clear dream, as if it had just happened.
It was the crime scene of the year, and in his dream every night, it kept circulating, like a vicious eternal curse.
But this time it was very different.
The heat of another body came from the back. Leo moved an arm around his waist and turned slightly, and found that Li Biqing was lying side by side against his back and slept soundly. The Chinese-born boy was wearing a close-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt and shorts, and was so hot that he kicked off the thin air-conditioning quilt, but his arms were around his waist, and he drew warmth from his red / naked back like a winter cat.
Until now Leo realized how ridiculous he had been to the other party a few hours ago-and even more strangely, he had agreed.
He looked at the boy's peaceful sleeping face, remembering the dream just now. The little girl in the dream became Li Biqing, and he could understand: I thought the situation was the worst at the time, and now I find that it is even worse, that the kidnapped is his boy. If that's true, he doesn't know if he will ever shoot—or to whom. Is the decision on the cliff ... sounds like a curse from Officer Trevi, Leo smiled bitterly.
But what he couldn't understand was why the killing youth appeared in this dream? Yes, killing young people is a frequent guest in his dreams, but it is limited to the cases related to him, and they are all used as murderers for him to visit and try to figure out. But why this time the killing youth appeared so strangely, like a series of TV series, the villain from the previous episode of the boss, turned into a decent assistant in the next episode?
Leo thought about the dream in a dreamy way: Sha Qing stood behind him in an intimate manner, with his chest against his back, arms folded over his arms, but he didn't have any sense of crisis—is he subconsciously Think killing is a trustworthy person? Damn it! It feels like those ghostly police films (there are quite a few of them). The powerful policemen and the powerful gangsters cherish each other ... Damn it! They are your deadly opponents, standing on the opposite side of black and white, doomed to coexist with life, what a pity. Did he watch too much and was brainwashed? Or because the kiss after a lifetime of death ...
The burning sensation burned from his lips. Leo instinctively licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, trying to extinguish the bunch of flames, but it did not work as expected, the burning sensation spread to the tip of his tongue and his teeth, with a trembling The thrill of tingling. Suddenly, the breath of another man filled his mouth, his flexible tongue, superb skills, and the taste of blood and passion, and the smell of sweat and gunpowder filled the nose ... Memories of that feeling are enough to make His blood was stretched, and at the moment Leo had to admit it: "For men, violence and are often twin brothers."
At the same time, the boy next to him rolled over and rested his hands on his lower abdomen.
Leo realized painfully that he was a thirsty man about to fall by the lake. The living water was close at hand, but he couldn't drink it.
He didn't know how much restraint it took before he took Li Biqing's hand away from his body.
The opponent seemed to feel disturbed by the outside world while he was asleep, turned over again, and then stopped moving.
This time drove the federal agent almost crazy-the Chinese boy changed from lying sideways to prone, the hem of the T-shirt slipped from the waist, exposing a small section of smooth skin, and the tail of the spine was sunken into a shallow Pit, stretched under the blue panties. The thin cloth outlines the rounded buttocks of the hips, and the same pair of white, slender, muscular thighs, placed in front of the eyes like a hearty delicacies on the feast, exuding a strong invitation to temptation-he is just a living A fragrant spring dream.
The black-haired detective turned over into bed unbearably, turned on the shower in the shower, and washed his sweaty body. He stuck the still hot skin to the cold tiles. After washing with cold water for nearly half an hour, he felt that he had calmed down, and then dried his body and walked back to the room.
Leo quickly put on his clothes, as if he could put on a layer of moral corsets for desire, and then went to the balcony to smoke. He rarely smokes, and even hates the smell of lighted tobacco, but now he needs this uncomfortable spicy feeling to suppress the tight throat.
...... Maybe I should go find someone, one-night stand or something, he thought, if it takes too long to resolve the physiological needs, it will affect personal emotions, and even the sanity will be weakened to a point of frustration-think about it, if Li Biqing discovers, What kind of expression will appear? Would it be chilling and pitying to say, "Rio, spend your vacation time with a girlfriend-or a boyfriend?"
Thinking of this scene, Leo felt extremely depressed: Why, the man he finally fell in love with, would be his future brother-in-law? However, the "future" ... there are many variables in the future, isn't it ... he thought wanderingly, then spurned his darkness and shamelessness, even trying to usurp the happiness of his sister and sister!
forget it. He's fine, but it's not yours after all, Leo, forget it! He warned himself to let the blue smoke spread from his fingers and completely numb the delusions.
The sky began to pale, and the long night of this remote town was finally over. Leo heard some movement in the room. He extinguished the cigarette in the full ashtray, walked to the bed and smiled, "Are you awake? Good morning."
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