Chapter 2570 Dear Mr. Detective 21
Jinchen asked back, his voice soft, "If I had other friends... would you be happy about it?"
Alric was startled, "What?"
Happy? How could he be happy!
Jinchen clearly remembered the cold and hurtful words that Alric had said before, and now was a good time to bring up the past.
He bent his slender fingers and counted them one by one.
"You told me before not to mess with you all the time," he counted on his first finger and glanced up at Alric.
"You told me not to bother you all the time," he dropped the second finger, "and told me that when I'm not working on a case, I'd better find something to do on my own and stop hanging around you all the time." The third finger also bent down.
He finished counting, put his hand down, and looked at Alric, whose face seemed to be getting gloomier.
"Look, if you think I'm too clingy," Jin Chen's tone couldn't be more innocent, "if I had other friends, like Master John, then maybe I'd be less bothered by you, just like you wish, and have my own things to do."
"Isn't this great?"
Alric: "..."
Damn it! How could he have said such nonsense to Cyril before!
Cyril actually memorized it all word for word!
From what he heard, Cyril was really planning to... go talk to John, or even...
The heat of the moment rose up, blocking my heart and making it difficult to breathe.
"You..." Alric opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute. He could only say in frustration and depression, "You don't have to keep all those words in mind, Cyril."
He raised his hand and ruffled Jinchen's soft golden hair. "I take back what I said now. You can... come to me anytime."
Alric spoke the last few words quickly, not being used to such concessions.
Jinchen blinked lightly and took back the initiative in a few words, "Really? Can I have a hug now?"
Alrick didn't hesitate and took Jinchen into his arms.
"Why not," he whispered, feeling Jinchen leaning against his chest.
Alrick vaguely felt that once certain bottom lines were lowered once when facing Cyril, they would continue to be lowered again and again.
Until... maybe one day, he will completely lose all defenses against this person.
Jinchen lowered his head and buried his face deeply in Alrick's plump chest, with a smile of success and joy at the corner of his lips.
He hugged Alric's sturdy waist and then placed small, warm kisses on the side of his neck.
"Alric, you won't be so mean to me again, will you?"
"Yes." Alric answered simply.
He relaxed his body and leaned against the pillar of the flower stand. The pleasant scent of Jinchen lingered on his nose, and he felt a rare comfort and enjoyment.
Then, Alric felt the kiss on the side of his neck move down, through the fabric of his shirt, to his heart.
The warm touch made him unable to help but let out a comfortable hum.
Then, Jinchen's voice was heard again, "Then you must remember this sentence."
After I reveal all the truth to you in the future.
Jinchen raised his eyes meaningfully, hugged Alric, who was a little weak from the kiss, into his arms, and kissed his lips gently again.
[The villain's darkening value is detected -8, totaling 77! 】
[The villain's heart rate is detected +7, totaling 50! 】
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Return to the cylindrical ovary.
Jinchen no longer sat across the desk from Alric as they did in the past when discussing the case.
He took his notebook and pencil and sat down on the couch next to Alric, their outer thighs touching.
This is the perfect distance for snuggling and cuddling.
Alrick wanted to hug the person, but Jinchen had already focused his attention on the case.
"Alric," Jinchen glanced at him sideways, "Do you remember the day we went to see Reverend Goodwin? He mentioned that around March 25th, he saw Vincent and his fiancée Eleanor behaving intimately in the garden pavilion."
Alric nodded, his memory for these details was always good.
"of course I remember."
"And John told me today," Jinchen tapped the date in the notebook with the tip of his pen, "On March 25th, Vincent spent the entire afternoon sorting through old things with him in the study, and gave him the brooch."
He paused for a moment and continued, "Also, I asked the old gardener at the manor today."
"He told me that there was only one gazebo in the garden, but Vincent wouldn't go near it before summer because there was a plant next to it that would bloom in early April, and Vincent happened to be severely allergic to that kind of pollen."
Alric raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this. "You think Goodwin is lying."
"No, at that time, Goodwin had no reason nor the courage to lie. I tend to believe that the person he saw was not Vincent, Eleanor... perhaps he had another lover. If this person had Eleanor's protection, then he could enter and leave the manor freely."
Alric immediately understood his hint and raised the corner of his lips. "Then perhaps he is the one who helps the steward transport the wine out of the estate."
"That's a wonderful inference, Cyril." Alric couldn't help but lean over and kiss Jinchen on the lips, which looked particularly charming because of his thinking.
"You're smarter than I thought."
At this time, the hurried sound of high-heeled leather shoes came from the stairs. It was the little girl Duoxi coming downstairs.
Alric then stepped back slightly, but before separating, he couldn't help but bite her soft lower lip again before sitting up straight.
Jinchen closed the notebook and simply leaned lazily into Alrick's arms in the same position as before.
Doshi walked down the stairs, looked at them sitting close together in confusion, and muttered softly, "Oh, you two...you'd better not do this outside. It's really a bit weird."
She said, placing two letters on the coffee table next to Alric's hand, "There are letters for you, Alric."
On the seal of one of the letters was printed a faint but unique dark heraldic symbol.
Alrick recognized that this was a letter from an informant in the black market of Beiyaer City. He quickly turned the letter over, with the emblem facing down, and looked at Jinchen beside him.
Jinchen was casually playing with the leather strap of his notebook and didn't notice this little action at all.
Alric felt relieved at this, turned his gaze back and said to Doshi.
"From now on, if you have any letters from me, you can just put them on the desk in my room."
Duoxi uttered an "oh" and then looked at Jinchen who was lying in Alrick's arms. "Cyril, there's a letter for you too."
She pointed to another letter that was obviously much thicker and asked curiously.
"It's from London. The envelope is very beautiful. Is it from your family?"
Jinchen reached out and took the letter, his eyes lingering on the wax seal and handwriting on the envelope. "Maybe. I'll go upstairs and take a look first."
As he said this, he stood up from Alric's arms, took the letter, turned and walked towards the stairs.
Alrick looked down at the letter at hand, and remembered Jinchen taking the letter and leaving, unwilling to open it in front of him.
It was obvious that he didn't want Cyril to see his letter, but when Cyril seemed to be holding back from him as well, Alric did care.
But no matter what, I have to go to the black market tonight.
