[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

3.10

After hugging back for a while, Jiang Fuyue turned over after getting used to the discomfort. He twisted his sore neck, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the closed safe house not far away.

At this time, the three words "safe house" have disappeared, leaving only the sign of the storage room.

When the survivors gathered just now, he didn't see Luobai, could he still be inside?

It's been twelve hours since he counted it. Worried about what happened to such a young child, he hurriedly knocked on the door: "Luobai? Is it still there?" The

door was unlocked, and it slowly opened with a creak.

He walked in and turned on the switch by the wall, and saw the white-haired boy curled up in the corner through the light.

The other party fell into a deep sleep with his arms wrapped around his arms, his mouth slightly open and snoring lightly, and his light eyebrows were knitted together, looking like he was not sleeping well.

But think about it, the temperature in the storage room is a few degrees colder than the outside, plus there are sundries and no cushions, so children naturally feel uncomfortable sleeping.

Jiang Fuyue didn't hesitate, picked him up and said to Shen Duxian who was behind him: "Let's go back and rest."

Shen Duxian nodded, rubbed his waist and said, "Go to my place, my two rooms. , you help me put some plaster by the way, my back hurts to death."

"Okay." The

two chatted casually and entered the elevator.

When the elevator started, Luobai frowned slightly, changed his posture in Jiang Fuyue's arms, buried his face in his shoulder and let out a few babbles.

Jiang Fuyue stiffened uncomfortably, and her face looked awkward.

Seeing him like this, Shen Duxian was about to laugh when he saw something flashing in the boy's hand. Worrying about what could hurt people, he opened the other's palm and found a necklace pendant that looked old.

The surface of the pendant was slightly mottled and had some blood stains, which was completely inconsistent with the clean little boy in front of him.

When Jiang Fuyue saw the pendant, she said, "This seems to be able to hold photos? You press the switch.

"

It was a black and white photo of two people, a man and a woman, cuddling each other, wearing clothes that were popular among young people at the end of the last century, leaning on a motorcycle, with a close and normal behavior, and a normal person could tell at a glance that they were definitely in love when they took the photo. .

In the photo, the woman's face is fairly clean, and she looks like a little home jasper. She hugs the arm of the man beside her and smiles sweetly; but the man beside her is not so lucky, and her upper body is almost covered with dried blood Dyeing black, leaving only heroic eyebrows and looking at the camera with a smile.

Shen Duxian raised his head and asked for his opinion: "What do you think?"

"This pendant should belong to the deceased before."

"Why can't it be his?" With that, he gestured to the sleeping boy.

"First, if the person in the photo was still alive, it would be about fifty years old, and the child would be around twenty, not ten. Of course, late childbirth is an exception; second, the blood on the pendant was only splattered yesterday. Going up, Luobai hasn't been hurt since entering the apartment, how can there be blood; finally..." After