Strategy to Attack the System

There are about ten photos spread on the table, all of them are single photos during Jiang Fu's recording of "The Seventh Man", those who eat, drink, talk to others, and run to the photographer to look at the camera. It seems to be monitored in every detail. (((Cartino Novel Network www.ltnovel.com)))

The photographer's thoughts are clear. There is a photo of Jiang Fu bending over to pick up a dropped tissue box. The egg yolk-like orange color is painted in the room, and Jiang Fu's whole person is also covered with a golden haze.

The thin clothes outline his graceful curve, the waist is thin and the hips are straight, the close-fitting light-colored pants line up the straight and slender legs, a small section of the exposed ankle is slender and full, and the dark blue blood vessels are covered by the twilight. Infected with unspeakable ambiguity.

He stretched out a hand to reach the tissue box on the floor. The shirt rolled up to the cuffs showed smooth and pliable forearms. His wrists and knuckles were extremely clean, with no flaws.

He seemed to be talking to others, with a smile on his exquisite face. This brief moment was caught by the photographer very accurately, an inexplicable rippling of charming style, and then magnified in front of everyone.

The photo was suddenly robbed, Yuan Chen piled the photos together with a gloomy expression, then glanced at Jiang Fu who was holding the pillow and asked.

"Did you notice anything unusual when recording?"

Jiang Fu shook his head and replied.

"I'm used to being shot by the camera, even if the fan is in the cameraman, I can't even notice it."

Mo Xuan said with a serious face, frowning.

"At the time of recording, there were only staff and guests on the island. I have checked the staff and they are all right. The guests are all stars, and it is impossible to do such a thing."

She raised her eyes to stare at Jiang Fu, pondered for a while, then sighed with nothing to do.

"So, how did that fan take these photos?"

The photo was taken from a very close angle, and the island was closed during recording, it was impossible to break into outsiders.

This greatly reduced the scope of the fan, but it was also a provocation that the person deliberately left.

You see, I can spy on you without you knowing it, but you can't catch me at all.

Jiang Fu seemed a little scared, he hooked Yuan Chen's finger, and asked in a low voice in doubt.

"Is that the fan really did it? Could it be that he bought a certain cameraman?"

"will not."

Yuan Chen didn't look back, still staring blankly at the pile of photos in front of him. The fingers hooked by Jiang Fu held him backhand. The broad palm was so powerful that he almost crushed his finger bones.

Jiang Fu struggled a little bit in pain, and was immediately tightened by Yuan Chen.

Yuan Chen turned his head to look at him, his slightly drooping eyes rolled with silent darkness, and the outline lines were as cold as ice, glowing with a chilling strangeness that Jiang Fu had never seen before.

Jiang Fu was startled and said in a low voice.

"You hurt me."

Yuan Chen silently looked at him with a somewhat aggrieved look, the dark colors in his eyes rolled turbulently, and after a while he quietly retreated into the shadow that no one noticed.

He relaxed a little and apologized.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Jiang Fu withdrew his hand, rubbed the red marks on it, and took the initiative to hold his hand again, then snorted and whispered.

"Well, I forgive you."

He thought for a while, then continued to ask what he had just said.

"But why do you say no with such certainty?"

Yuan Chen didn't hold him so hard this time, but instead filled with a lingering affection.

"He is obsessed with you, longs for you, and has a strong desire to monopolize you. He will not hand over such secret pleasures to others. He will only gain if he personally looks at your unknowingly and trapped look. More, the pleasure/sense of capturing."

Jiang Fu looked up at him, looking a little confused.

"really?"

Yuan Chen smiled and replied gently.

"Because you are a treasure worth pursuing and fighting for."

So anyone who admires you is like this, loves you this way, and wants to destroy you.

me either.

No, mine will be even worse.

Mo Xuan silently watched the intimacy of no one beside them, her eyes flashed with surprise and rejection, she walked to Jiang Fu's side and smiled reluctantly to comfort him.

"Fu Fu, this time the fan has exposed his whereabouts grandiosely. The police officer must be able to catch him."

Her makeup is very delicate, her smile is full of trust, her eyeliner is staring at Yuan Chen, her gentle female voice is just right to ask.

"Sergeant Yuan, did you say so?"

Yuan Chen raised his eyes and met her gaze.

The eyes of the two evoked silent sparks where Jiang Fu could not see, and they did not back down.

Mo Xuan brought only one artist Jiang Fu. The two have lived together for three or four years, and they have deep emotions comparable to their dependent relatives.

But now a Yuanchen suddenly appeared, and what made Mo Xuan even more angry is that he captured Jiang Fu's trust and dependence in a short time, no less than his closeness and hard work in the past few years.

This threat of being taken away made Mo Xuan very terrified. She couldn’t wait to drive Yuan Chen away immediately, but now that fan hasn’t caught Jiang Fu’s safety, she can only continue to maintain Yu Yuan. Chen surface coordination.

Yuan Chen retracted his gaze and asked in a deep voice.

"How's the fan's video check?"

Mo Xuan suppressed the hostility in his heart and told him all the things he found.

"The fans were greeted through the fan group screening, so the video was found, and the person who sent the box out was a high school girl student. But she said that the box was sent by someone else to help her. The fans only With so many people coming, it’s normal for other fans to ask them for help. But the other party asked nearby tourists to pass it to her one hour before the end of the recording, so she didn’t know who the other party was."

The clue and the atmosphere fell into a stalemate at the same time, Yuan Chen pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"It's the people on the island."

He closed his eyes, seeming to have passed all the clues in his mind, then opened his eyes a few seconds later, and his determined voice overflowed with a sullen coldness.

"The man is on the island and he is provoking us."

Jiang Fu seemed to have difficulty digesting this fact, and his hesitating expression was somewhat dazed.

"But if it weren't the staff, there would only be other guests. They are all stars, how could they do such a thing?"

Yuan Chen didn't answer him again, just said lightly.

"Leave the rest to me, and I will send someone to check each of them carefully."

He raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Xuan, urging her silently.

"It's getting late, you should go."

Mo Xuan did not move, but looked at him confrontingly and said.

"You send other police officers, then I will stay here with Fu Fu."

Yuan Chen's lips pulled up with a mocking smile, and said coldly.

"The person responsible for protecting his safety is me. I will not leave him. You should go."

Unwilling to show weakness, Mo Xuan would refute him, but Jiang Fu pulled his arm.

Jiang Fu, who was in dilemma, acted as a peacemaker and persuaded her with a smile.

"I know you still have a lot of work to do, don't worry. Now only catching turtles in the urn is left. Yuan Yuan is enough to protect me. Go back quickly."

Mo Xuan's face was still ugly, but she did not refuse Jiang Fu's suggestion. Even if she only brought Jiang Fu as an artist, she is also a strong backbone of the entertainment company with her outstanding ability, and she has endless tasks waiting for her to handle every day.

She gave Yuan Chen a warning look, and could only agree to leave.

Yuan Chen put the photo and the iris flowers in the box again and put them away, and then went to the bedroom to call the police officers.

Jiang Fu was watching TV in the living room alone, changing channels boredly. When Yuan Chen walked out of the bedroom, he saw an ancient costume drama on the TV and asked.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's a TV series that I played when I first debuted, but it's just a male third, not many scenes."

Holding a pillow, Jiang Fu watched the drama a few years ago with interest. Some of the leading and supporting characters slowly became popular, but some had disappeared from everyone's sight.

He watched for a while, then suddenly pointed to the TV and said.

"By the way, I remember that there is Brother Fu inside. He and the director are friends, so I made a few guest appearances in friendship."

After confirming that the person who sent the gift box was one of the people on the island, Yuan Chen almost subconsciously determined that the person was Fu Xian.

Therefore, after hearing Fu Xian's name from Jiang Fu's mouth, he frowned unhappily and changed the subject calmly.

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Jiang Fu was indeed a little hungry, he thought about it, and said seriously.

"If you want noodles, you want tomatoes and egg marinated."

"Well, I'll call you when it's done."

Yuan Chen said he was going to the kitchen, but was stopped by Jiang Fu.

"Do you have shiitake sauce? I want shiitake sauce when I eat noodles."

Yuan Chen shook his head. After seeing his disappointed look, he stood there and hesitated for a while, helplessly walked to the door to change his shoes.

"I'll go to the supermarket at the gate of the community to buy it. I'll be back soon. You stay in the house and don't go out. No one can open the door."

Jiang Fu reluctantly grabbed his head and rested it on the back of the sofa, looking at him expectantly, his dark eyes filled with expectant joy.

"I still want to eat potato chips, honey and butter flavor, can you buy more bags."

Yuan Chen's exclaimed, and after changing his shoes, he looked at him uneasy.

Jiang Fu still looked at him with eyebrows, like a good-looking little wife, looking at the husband who had left, not forgetting the urgent urge.

"You come back soon, I'm really hungry."

"Hey, I'll be back in ten minutes."

This time when he said such intimate words, Yuan Chen was already much more natural. His eyes looked at Jiang Fu with a gentle light, and the depth of the light was an endless shadow that was about to move.

The supermarket was at the gate of the community. Yuan Chen's mobility was embedded in the decisiveness of the police station for many years. He took two mushroom sauce and a few bags of potato chips, bought some snacks, and quickly saved a trolley.

At the checkout, the little cashier girl peeked at him with a blushing face as she settled the bill. Yuan Chensheng’s sharp edges and corners, deep eyebrows and thin lips, deep eyes, handsome face full of indifference, tall and slender figure full of ready waiting The power and reliable security of the hair.

Yuan Chen, who lives in the community, has been to the supermarket many times. The little cashier girl has long known what he buys every time she comes. This time, seeing that he buys all snacks, she can't help but ask cautiously.

"You didn't eat snacks before. Did the kids come here?"

Yuan Chen took out his wallet and paid the money, then replied lightly.

"My love loves snacks."

He didn't look at the dumb cashier anymore, and walked out of the supermarket carrying a big bag.

At this time, the sky had dimmed, the street lights of the community had a shallow halo, and the lights of every household had become more dazzling, like the sparkling candles chased by a lone moth.

After walking downstairs, Yuan Chen looked up at the window of his home, where there was no longer darkness, but the seductive brightness and warmth in the long night.

The whole heart was filled with swelling softness, and the light in the window fell on his shadow-filled eyes, like a scented hook, silently drawing out the dark divisions hidden deep in him.

Yuan Chen’s head suddenly hurt, as if someone had unrelentingly pulled out something that could not be peeled off from his mind. The pain was so fast and intense that he almost didn’t grasp the bag firmly, staggering towards him. The wall next to it fell over.

After a short breath of breath, the painful sequelae gradually disappeared, but the whole heart began to beat frantically. It seemed that at the moment when he was absent, smoke-like toxins silently got in and wrapped around. His heart corrodes and pollutes.

Suddenly, the desire to see Jiang Fu was extremely strong. He quickly climbed upstairs in three steps and two steps. His expression became dark and gloomy because of what was suppressed, and there was an inexplicable diarrhea that might explode at any time. Excited.

Like a long-awaited treasure, finally within reach.

His hands were shaking, but he was steady when he opened the door.

After hearing the sound, Jiang Fu on the sofa turned his head and ran towards him happily. His eyes fell with joy on the big bag in his hand, and did not notice his silent and horrifying eyes.

Jiang Fu changed into comfortable home clothes, still the blue fine-grained pajamas. When he lowered his head to pull the bag, his docile back neck was exposed. The furry black was an amazing white greasy, glowing with warm luster.

"Wow, you bought a lot of snacks. I want to eat a bag of potato chips before eating, and eat after other meals."

Jiang Fu unconsciously took out a bag of potato chips and tore the package. As soon as he reached into the bag of potato chips, Yuan Chen held it down. The drooping breath was scorching hot, and the low voice was calm and even said to be gentle. .

But Jiang Fu felt scared inexplicably.

Unfamiliar fear.

"Eat it later."

Jiang Fu looked up at Yuan Chen, who was staring at him, and asked hesitantly.

"what happened?"

The exquisite face and eyebrows are picturesque, a pair of jet-black eyes are shining, and the red lips are like fresh cherries, and the mouth is full of sweet juice.

And that pretty face was gradually showing confusion and fear.

Yuan Chen didn't speak, but smiled slightly.

The arc of the smile is subtle and unfamiliar, but it does not contain any bad hostility. It looks like a threatening beast that has been lurking for a long time. Finally, it can't help but open its blood basin and swallow him in one bite. stay.

Jiang Fu's face suddenly changed, and he stepped back subconsciously.

Yuan Chen shackled his waist faster than him, pinched his chin, and kissed deeply.

Unable to break free, Jiang Fu could only endure his stormy kisses, and the suffocation-like strong plunder made his chest feel burning pain. Jiang Fu's eyes were forced to make a thin mist of water, and he made a hasty whimper. .

"Yuanyuan! Woo! Light, light!"

After a long while, Yuan Chen left his lips, rubbing the corners of his red eyes with his fingers, his tender voice was full of joy.

"Cry in a while, Chencheng is good."

Like thunder on the ground, Jiang Fu froze suddenly.

In this world, he has not yet named the name Orange.