S.C.I.谜案集 Mystery Special Criminal Investigation Novel Season Three.

⁂ Lucky Murderer 14 Desperate To Go To Jail ⁂

      
It was almost evening; Gong Sun lazily lay on the bed and groped... Groping... Touch it around.

"Where are my glasses."

Finally, Gong Sun couldn't bear it any longer and pushed Bai Jin Tang, who grabbed his hand every time,

"Don't make trouble, glasses!"

Bai Jin Tang leaned one hand behind his head and held Gong Sun's wrist lightly with the other,

"If you don't wear glasses, you have to squint your eyes slightly if you can't see clearly. I like watching it the most."

Gong Sun seemed to refute him a few words, but unfortunately, he was so tired now that he looked up at the time on the wall,

"Don't you have something to do this afternoon..."

"Hmm?"

Bai Jin Tang bowed his head and kissed Gong Sun's wrist,

"It's okay... This is a real business matter."

"Is this a business?"

Gong Sun leaned on his shoulder and poked his chest,

"By the way, I've always been curious."

"What are you curious about?"

Bai Jin Tang reached out and touched the cigarette on the bedside table. It was only after he touched a box that he remembered... He almost forgot something.

"Why don't you have chest hair?"

Gong Sun asked curiously.

Bai Jin Tang was silent for a while,

"If that thing is there, it will affect the quality of sex's life! I didn't grow up thinking about it."

After speaking, he reached out and took a box from the bedside table and handed it to Gong Sun.

"What is that?"

Gong Sun took the box and looked at it. It was pretty simple. When he opened it, he saw a few small knives in it, showing a copper-green colour,

"This is?"

"Antique dug out of the ground."

Bai Jin Tang lit a cigarette, but Gong Sun snatched it away without puffing it. Holding it in his mouth, he took out a knife and looked at the engravings on it. He saw that it looked like ancient times with oracle bone inscriptions. The text... Look at the material and weight again,

"Well, is it really an antique?"

"Well, it is said to be the earliest surgical knife."

Bai Jin Tang took the cigarette back and put it in his mouth, helping Gong Sun straighten his hair.

"Give me the scalpel?"

Gong Sun rubbed up, the quilt slipped down, and the clear marks on his shoulders and back made Bai Jin Tang cough subconsciously, and he quickly reached out and pulled the quilt up to cover Gong Sun's back to avoid being a beast again.

"It's very sharp. Have you found someone to shape it?"

Gong Sun asked Bai Jin Tang.

"No."

Bai Jin Tang shook his head,

"When I first saw it, I thought it was a fake, but I got an expert to identify it and said it was the real thing."

"This is a national treasure, right? Did you just get it like this?"

Gong Sun was surprised.

"Yeah."