Overly Intense [Criminal Investigation] 114

Chapter 114: “Qin Luo, you really xxxxx.”

It was a serious digression, and Qin Luo knew she couldn’t pull it back.

“Are you talking about the case now?”

Shen Yiyi had her hands on her hips, standing on Qin Luo’s soft carpet. “What else?”

Qin Luo saw her face flush, her hand clutching the corner of her clothes for support, trying her best to suppress the unpleasantness in her emotions. Her strong dissatisfaction was related to You Ning, to the matter of the kiss last night, and to the guest room she had been deceived about.

The sourness was extremely arrogant. The more she resisted, the more it penetrated.

Qin Luo suddenly understood. These were all things that made Shen Yiyi regret. She cared.

Jealousy is always very realistic in ambiguity, fresh and eye-catching. It can burn everything for love on the spot, burning a person red, and their passion soars. But after the sharpness of the matter has passed, the outline will also be burned to ashes.

Shen Yiyi was right.
Regret is just a self-preservation of having nowhere to retreat.

No one can guarantee that they will not regret it after the emotions have passed.

Of course, seeing Shen Yiyi so sour, Qin Luo was also thrilled. No one dislikes being treated as a treasure. The feeling of being possessed makes life seem full. But Shen Yiyi’s fluctuation was really too ordinary.

Even when she was at the peak of her anger, she would just say it was okay.

“Okay” was a medium level for Qin Luo, representing that she could stay or go, and it didn’t matter if she was there or not.

Qin Luo didn’t want “okay.”

Qin Luo took off her glasses. She couldn’t see Shen Yiyi’s expression, so the pressure would not be so great. She rubbed her brow. “It doesn’t matter if I suspect her or not. If she’s really the killer, the police can just arrest her.”

Qin Luo paused for three seconds and said with a hint of deliberate provocation, “Do you have to be so hard on her?”

…
…

She couldn’t open her mouth.

Any words spoken when a person’s emotions are unstable will be ambiguous. Shen Yiyi was afraid that the other would not be able to take it if she said something harsh. Besides, Qin Luo was right.

She didn’t have to be so hard on You Ning.

Yes.
Right.

Shen Yiyi exhaled, her hands in her pockets, clutching them even tighter, squeezing the outer packaging of the tissue in her pocket, making a hissing sound.

Qin Luo leaned back on the sofa lazily, her long legs stretched out, the tips of her toes pointing at Shen Yiyi’s white socks.

“You also said yesterday that Li Peipei had the strongest motive for murder. Why are you talking about You Ning for so long now?”

…

Hoo—

Even a deep breath couldn’t adjust her pounding heart. Shen Yiyi’s gaze swept over Qin Luo. Well, she had money and time, a career-oriented mature woman. Who wouldn’t she be able to get with just by playing around? She would say she liked her very much, and after a three-minute passion, she would be kissing someone else in the blink of an eye. It had only been three months since they had reunited, and her emotions were already up and down every day, and she couldn’t hold it in at all.

And now, she was acting as if nothing had happened, not even saying a word, and her legs were stretched out so long.

Shen Yiyi lifted her foot and stomped on Qin Luo’s instep, hard and viciously.

“Hiss—”

So painful.

“Qin Luo, you xxxxx.”

So painful and so dirty.

“How old are you? You’re still stepping on people’s feet?” Qin Luo held her knee, bent over in pain, and said in shock, “What are you throwing a tantrum for?”

Shen Yiyi was very stubborn. “I’m not throwing a tantrum. I’m just acting on behalf of heaven and punishing you.”

They all say that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the toes are also connected. Shen Yiyi had not felt a single bit of heartache and had used all her strength to stomp. Qin Luo rubbed her instep, a sour and numb feeling in her chest.

“Punishing me?” Qin Luo was also angry. She looked up at her. “On what basis?”

Shen Yiyi looked at her. “On the basis of you letting her wear my clothes.”

She was talking about the clothes again…
The clothes that had almost given Qin Luo a heart attack last time.

To prevent Shen Yiyi from giving her another kick, Qin Luo simply sat cross-legged and looked back at Shen Yiyi. “Who said those were your clothes?”

She was asked directly.

Shen Yiyi, who worked with physical evidence, never spoke before she had solid evidence. But today, she was a little desperate.

“I’ve always worn that brand of white T-shirt, since high school. How could I not recognize it?” she sneered dryly. “The last time it rained and I took a shower at your place, the clothes I left at your house were the ones she was wearing.”

She even emphasized, “Don’t say you bought them.”

You Ning was taller and stronger than her, so it would be tight on her. It was too obvious in the photo. A loose T-shirt was worn like a body-hugging one. Not to mention that Qin Luo was even taller than You Ning.

“That’s not your size.”

Qin Luo’s heart was on fire from the questioning. She felt that the person in front of her was really not treating a sycophant as a dog.

The “you’re being deliberate” from the teahouse was still hurting her. When sincerity was put into a paranoid possessiveness, it would turn into suspicion, guessing if the sincerity she had shown was genuine enough, if it was enough effort.

“She’s just occupying the latrine and not shitting. And in the end, she even bites back!”

Although Liu Jia’s words were crude, they were reasonable.

Someone else had worn her clothes, and she, Shen Yiyi, had suddenly come to her senses?

If that were the case, then she really should regret it.

Regret this almost rotten sincerity.

Qin Luo did not want to be petty with her about these past events. If they continued to talk, both of them would explode. She did not want Shen Yiyi to leave Cloud Top for the time being. Compared to love, she cherished her life more.

So she stood up and was about to go to the balcony to smoke.

But just as she stood up, she was pushed back by Shen Yiyi. “You can leave after you’ve explained it clearly.”

Shen Yiyi was very strong. You could tell from the way she had just stepped on her foot. Qin Luo almost fell into the sofa and looked up in surprise. “What do you want me to say? The clothes?”

Qin Luo put on her glasses again, her eyes dim.

She turned her head away, not wanting to look at Shen Yiyi, and looked at the river outside the floor-to-ceiling window, saying grimly,

“I bought the clothes for you. I was afraid that it would rain or be too hot again, and you wouldn’t have a change of clothes if you took a shower at my place. So I bought many sets, new ones, just like the alcohol wipes and cleaning spray in the car. They’re all brand new.”

“New things don’t belong to anyone. Anyone can use them.” With that, she turned back and asked politely, “I’ve explained it. Can I go to the balcony to smoke now?”

…

“No.”

Shen Yiyi stubbornly blocked her path, even pressing her knees against hers. The worries that had been circulating in her mind for this period of time had finally been cut open by Qin Luo. It should have been a happy thing that the clothes were not hers, but the words just now had made her throat tight. A mysophobe could not stand things that anyone could use. The biggest drawback of public property was that it was dirty. She could not overcome it.

So if Qin Luo did not take back her words just now, she would think about it day and night. After it surged up, it would not land for a long time.

“Alright…” Shen Yiyi was like she was looking for a loophole in Qin Luo, wanting to hear a sentence she could refute, so that this wave would stop. “Why did you give her the clothes?”

Qin Luo saw that her eyes were blurry, and her focus was no longer on her. Her thoughts had gone into a dead end. But her expression was calm and composed, and her hands were no longer in her pockets, but were hanging by her sides, standing stiffly.

The more she refused to admit defeat, the more stable Shen Yiyi’s emotions became.

Qin Luo could foresee that she wanted to step on her foot again.

But she did not retract her leg, and her knees were pressed against Shen Yiyi’s through her trousers.

Qin Luo’s heart softened again. She did not want to provoke the other to get an emotional satisfaction, or Qin Luo felt that it was unnecessary. If they made things awkward, she would be the one to suffer in the end. She wanted to keep the peace.

So she explained calmly, “She was drunk and had nowhere to go. She slept at my place. She didn’t have a change of clothes, so I gave her a new set of clothes to wear. She had to go to work the next day, so I could only lend her my own clothes to tide her over.”

“Then why did you kiss?”

…

Qin Luo felt that if she continued to talk, Shen Yiyi might choose to slap her. Qin Luo was terrified. She reached out and touched Shen Yiyi’s wrist, gently pulling it, and rubbing it soothingly. “Do you have to be so angry to be satisfied?”

“Qin Luo xxxx.”

Another deafening curse, but the voice was very soft.

The only two curses Shen Yiyi had ever said in her life were both used on her.

Qin Luo smiled wryly. Shen Yiyi was really a pure individualist with her. She would do whatever she wanted, without any consideration.

She would cut off contact if she wanted to, she would meet if she wanted to, she would be friends if she wanted to. When she said she would never see her again, eight bulls couldn’t pull her back. And now, she was scolding her again.

Qin Luo gently tugged at her wrist, not even daring to use force. “That’s too harsh. It’s a bit too much.”

“Too much?” Shen Yiyi shook off Qin Luo’s hand, pushed her shoulder with her hand, and said coldly, “Are you more excessive?”

It wasn’t enough.

Shen Yiyi turned and took a napkin, and poked Qin Luo’s face with her hand. She didn’t care if she was using too much force or if she had messed up her glasses. In short, she had been unhappy with the lip balm that Qin Luo had been wearing for a long time. “It’s so thick. Don’t you think it’s greasy?”

The force was too strong.

Qin Luo was so scared she took off her glasses and moved back in refusal. But Shen Yiyi was very hostile to her lip gloss and pressed forward, even kneeling on the sofa to wipe it off for her.

“Alright…”

She couldn’t even say the two words completely.

Shen Yiyi took the opportunity to cover Qin Luo’s mouth and nose with the tissue, not allowing her to breathe.

Qin Luo had originally been holding her wrist. She was afraid that her glasses would hurt them, so she had let go. But with her blood pressure rising and her inability to breathe, Qin Luo wanted to pinch her arm. But after struggling a couple of times, she found that Shen Yiyi’s eyes were full of tears. But she was stubbornly paranoid, and her movements did not stop, as if she would rather kill herself than to let that drop fall.

Like a hard candy, she couldn’t be crushed, and no one could melt her.

In the end, Qin Luo simply gave up. She leaned back against the sofa and looked up at her, holding her glasses in both hands, motionless, letting Shen Yiyi do as she pleased.

“Speak.”

Seeing that Qin Luo was motionless, and even her breathing was steady, while she herself was breathing rapidly and was a mess from the excessive movement.

She couldn’t stand Qin Luo’s silence, which threw her into a vortex of emotions. Or maybe it was that she didn’t like silence in the first place. After the shadow had left, no one could suppress her true nature.

Qin Luo’s lips were rubbed red, and her shirt collar was still being held.

It was useless for her to say anything. Shen Yiyi was very stubborn. She would not stop until she was satisfied today.

“Speak.”

Qin Luo said, “I know. I’ll change to a non-greasy lip balm next time.”

Deliberate.
This was definitely deliberate.

Shen Yiyi felt the fire that was about to burst out, the fire that could start a prairie fire. It was the freedom that she could not realize after being disappointed in the case again and again, the decision that she had rejected and then regretted, the fact that her personality was so bad that she couldn’t even cry properly, but she couldn’t blame anyone. But Qin Luo had tolerated all her discouragement, had let her vent, but had resolutely refused to answer her yes or no, forcing her to feel the presence in front of her.

She tasted her own tears. It seemed that she could cry without any scruples in front of Qin Luo.

“Was it a good kiss?”

She changed the question. She wanted to ask if Qin Luo couldn’t just wait. She was always throwing out multiple-choice questions without any warning. She couldn’t do things step by step, couldn’t be spontaneous. She couldn’t easily step into an unpredictable future. But she also didn’t want to admit defeat, didn’t want to say that this regret was caused by her going back on her word, but by Qin Luo kissing someone else.

A logical exoneration.

The buttons on the expensive shirt were about to be pulled off by Shen Yiyi. The button left an imprint on her palm. The tears fell on her wrist, and with her rapid breathing, the heat made the mysophobe very uncomfortable. So she wiped her tears on Qin Luo’s body, trembling with anger.

“Did you get a thrill from kissing her while wearing the same clothes as me? You really xxxx.”

She had never thought that this cold and indifferent mouth could say such high-class dirty words before.

Qin Luo was so angry she laughed, but she was more afraid that Shen Yiyi would really fight her later. What if the two of them fell down and started punching and kicking each other? Qin Luo had to reach out and gently hold Shen Yiyi’s waist, to prevent the tragic situation of being stepped on and having her mouth wiped just now.

“Don’t touch me.”

Shen Yiyi’s tone was a warning.

Emotions that were too high would make the brain a vacuum. Her energy was as if it had been sucked away, and even her breathing was cold. Shen Yiyi would rather have the escaped shadow come back immediately and pull her back with order, so that she wouldn’t even feel disgusted by Qin Luo’s touch.

A sycophant’s life with a princess’s disease was a perfect match.

Qin Luo still noticed that something was wrong with Shen Yiyi. If she really cared about this kiss, the two of them would not be arguing now. Shen Yiyi would not even bother to talk to her. It would definitely not be like this, where she was so angry that she was grabbing her collar and sitting on her lap.

Qin Luo did not listen and instead tightened her grip, holding her waist, and asked quietly, “What are you really angry about?”

“Let go of your hand.”

The collar was being held tighter and tighter by Shen Yiyi. Qin Luo could barely breathe. She had to let go of her waist and raised her hand to wipe her tears. “What do you want me to say? You can tell me. Don’t just use me to vent your dissatisfaction.”

Where was the dissatisfaction, what did she want? If Qin Luo had the ability, she would definitely give it to her. But Shen Yiyi didn’t say anything, not even a word of wanting her to apologize, let alone wanting her to admit that she only liked her.

It was too tyrannical for her to decide whether she liked her or not.

Qin Luo did not want to go along with Shen Yiyi.

If she went along with her every day, it would only lead to a collapse in the future. Compared to regretting missing out, they would regret being together even more.

So she cooperated with Shen Yiyi and pretended not to know.

Her hand wiped her tears from her face. Qin Luo said calmly, “I can’t always be guessing your thoughts. You say you just want to be friends today, and then tomorrow—”

A very borderline, very suggestive kiss, blocked Qin Luo’s words.

Qin Luo was held by her neck, her wrist and ear touching. She could feel the person in her arms still trembling with anger. Her lips were pressed against the chapped and red lips, and she kissed around the corners of her mouth, but not her lips. Her tears flowed down the side of Qin Luo’s face, down her jaw to her collarbone, and into her underwear. Shen Yiyi also felt sticky and held her collar to wipe it clean for her.

She was not very skilled at kissing. The more clumsy she was, the harder it was for Qin Luo to refuse.

So she held her waist, wanting to lead her back on track, but she was covered by Shen Yiyi’s hand, her four fingers covering and blocking Qin Luo’s attempt to respond.

“Qin Luo, you really xxxxx.”