Chapter 1801 Prison Storm (17)

The third line is Mr. Yuan's territory. In this place, they usually only patrol the corridors, and they have never entered the other rooms.

But just now a researcher said that Mr. Yuan is dead. Mr. Yuan is the leader of this group of people now. The death of this person is a big deal.

Ji Ang and others arrived at the third-line monitoring room.

"Colonel Ji." Captain Lei was also there, looking at the surveillance camera.

He still had time to deal with what happened yesterday, so he is still here.

Ji Ang held a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at the surveillance camera behind Captain Lei. Above was a room full of blood, and that room was Mr. Yuan's room.

With so much blood stains, according to common sense, Mr. Yuan could not still be alive.

"When did you discover it?" Ji Ang walked to the surveillance camera, stretched out his finger and stepped back.

"An hour ago." Captain Lei said, "That's right here. Mr. Yuan is still resting in the room at this time."

Ji Ang stopped walking backwards and looked at the picture on the surveillance camera. Mr. Yuan was injured and was lying on the bed to rest. The time on the surveillance camera moved forward bit by bit, but at this moment, the picture flashed twice, waiting for the surveillance to resume. Normally, there was blood all over the room.

Ji Ang narrowed his eyes slightly and took out a lighter to light a cigarette. At this time, no one dared to remind him that smoking was not allowed here.

Ji Ang watched it several times, but couldn't see anything abnormal. The monitor flashed for only three seconds. In just three seconds, what could create such a scene?

"Are there any traces of human intervention in the monitoring?" Ji Ang asked.

"Our technical staff have checked and found that the surveillance is normal and has not been tampered with." Captain Lei replied quickly.

Ji Ang put out the cigarette and said, "Seal the three lines and send people to look for him. No one will be spared at any corner. We will see the dead body or the person alive."

…

They searched the entire third front line but could not find Mr. Yuan's body or anything related to his body.

The blockade was expanded to the second and fourth lines, but the result remained the same, without any clues. The blood in Mr. Yuan's room was indeed his, but other than the excessive amount of blood, no useful clues were found.

Ji Ang was sitting in the office with his eyebrows rubbed and watching the surveillance. A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged him. Ji Ang was startled and subconsciously wanted to subdue the other person.

"it's me."

Ji Ang turned around and saw who it was, then nervously looked at the door. The door was closed, but the blinds were not drawn on the glass side. If people outside looked in, they could see it at a glance.

He opened Shi Sheng's hand, stood up, closed the blinds, and locked the door, "Why are you here?"

"If you don't come to me, why don't I come to find you?" Shi Sheng rolled his eyes, "Why, the murderer hasn't been found yet?"

"No." Ji Ang sat back on the sofa.

Shi Sheng lay down behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, and said twice, "It's so miserable that he was cut into pieces? It seems that Mr. Yuan has offended a lot of people."

"No body was found." Ji Ang said: "There was only blood in the room, and there was no body."

Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows, jumped over with support on the sofa, pressed the monitor to go backwards, the monitor played from the beginning, and the monitor flashed in the middle. Shi Sheng pressed pause, but the picture had already flashed, and it stayed on the bloodstains all over the room.

Shi Sheng retreated again, paused, retreated, paused, and repeated several times.

"What did you see?"

"Want to know?" Shi Sheng turned to look at Ji Ang, who nodded and took the initiative to kiss her. Although she didn't know why she made such a subconscious move, she felt that doing so would allow her to speak.

"I don't know either." However, this time Shi Sheng did not give an answer.

Ji Ang: "..." Kissed in vain.

He stood up and packed the things on the table, "You go back first, someone will be here for a meeting later."

"Then are you going back tonight?" Shi Sheng followed him, "How could you let such a beautiful girl like me stay alone in an empty room? Don't you miss me?"

Ji Ang: "..." He said it as if they had done something.

Ji Ang turned around and pushed Shi Sheng into the corner. With a perfect wall, he leaned over and blocked her mouth that still wanted to speak, until he kissed her until her breath became unstable and she fell softly into his arms.

Ji Ang held her waist, picked her up and put her on the table next to her. His slightly cold palms reached through the hem of her loose clothes and touched the softness of her chest.

The slight gasping sound was like teasing his little hands, making him unable to control himself and wanting more.

The girl's clothes were untied by him unknowingly, revealing her beautiful curves. Ji Ang was breathing heavily, and his voice was hoarse, "Untie it for me."

Maybe it was the voice that woke up Shi Sheng. She flinched and said, "Ji Ang..."

"Want to regret it now?" Ji Ang seemed to see Shi Sheng's intention and suppressed her to prevent her from moving. There was a hint of danger in his blurred eyes, "It's too late."

"No..." Shi Sheng pulled his clothes to cover himself, "I'm afraid you'll make trouble with me, so let's not do it."

Ji Ang tore off her clothes and threw them aside. He squeezed his long legs between her legs and reached out to take off her pants. "I asked you to leave just now. Since you started the fire, of course you are responsible for putting it out."

Shi Sheng: "..."

No, uncle, if your memory recovers, you will make trouble with me.

Shi Sheng's clothes were very easy to take off, and Ji Ang took off his pants with almost no effort, "Ji Ang... um..."

Ji Ang blocked her words with his lips and teeth, took her hand to his waist, and said in a strong tone: "Untie it."

Damn it!

This is what you want.

I didn't force it.

"Ji Ang... first... wait..." Shi Sheng dodged, "First of all, let's make sure that this is your initiative, and you are not allowed to cause trouble to me in the future."

"I'm not responsible if you still want to sleep?" Ji Ang pressed her on the table, with a hint of evil in his tone.

"Please, it's you who wants to sleep with me now." Shi Sheng was speechless, "No, that's not what I'm talking about. I mean, you can't make trouble with me about me sleeping with you in the future, bah, you sleeping with me. "

"good."

Shi Sheng didn't know if it was useful for him to agree now, but at least she could defend herself when he made trouble. She calmed down, grabbed his belt with both hands, and slowly untied it.

Ji Ang waited patiently, but the confusion in his eyes became more and more serious.

Ji Ang was afraid that she would be uncomfortable on the table, so he carried her to the sofa. Fortunately, the sofa was wide enough for the two of them to toss around.

The foreplay was sufficient. When entering, Shi Sheng was only slightly uncomfortable, but not particularly uncomfortable. Ji Ang kissed her and slowly lowered his body, "Relax."

"Hmm..." Shi Sheng snorted, "Ji Ang... you got so fucking deep all of a sudden, you're sick!"

Ji Ang stabilized his body and jerked back, "I couldn't control my strength. Are you feeling better?"

Shi Sheng took a breath and waited for a moment before letting him move.