A hundred-year-old school, a hundred-year-old school building;
A pearl from a hundred years ago, an oil painting from a hundred years ago...
These seemingly unrelated clues have now intertwined with each other, like tiny pellets of Mizhu, strung together into an exquisite necklace.
At this moment, that tiny pearl shone quietly, but his eyes were clearly more captivating than the pearl.
He smiled and looked at her, while reaching out to move her own fingertips from her forehead. The most update n0vels are published on novel⁂fire.net
He replaced her, gently massaging there with his hand.
"Alright, alright... let’s stop here. Deduction is not a battle of endurance, it’s more like Zen Buddhism—a moment of sudden enlightenment. If you immerse yourself in the logic of deduction for too long, your head will hurt, and gradually it becomes less effective."
Shi Nian then took a deep breath, letting her rapidly spinning thoughts slowly settle, resting within the gentle rhythm of his fingertips.
His fingers seemed to have magic, always able to bring her out of frustration and trouble, replacing them with peace and calm.
She couldn’t help but stifle a yawn.
He laughed: "Hmm, Sleeping Beauty wants to return to her dreams again."
Shi Nian blushed and quietly retreated to avoid his fingertips: "...Sorry, I am truly tired."
How many brain cells does a deduction consume? She’s already 25 and can’t afford to squander them.
"So," she smiled shyly and stood up, "I really need to go to sleep now. It’s getting late, goodnight professor."
After she spoke, she immediately moved towards the door, but she couldn’t match his long legs, so she ran a few steps, and he caught up in just a few strides.
He caught her wrist, applied a gentle force, and she was pinned against the wall at the doorway by him.
She panicked internally and looked up at him.
The door was made of wood, and naturally didn’t have the soundproofing of a wall, so she didn’t dare to make a sound, only quietly asked in a panic: "Professor, do you... still need something?"
He reached out to support the wall beside her head, his deep eyes glimmering intensely as he stared at her.
"You just skipped a question, now you need to give me an answer. Once you tell me, I will let you go."
His breath pressed in, dominantly invading her nostrils, making her heart tremble.
He wasn’t surprised at her reaction at all and lightly laughed: "Avoidance, hmm?"
He buried his head beside her ears, sending his breath audaciously into her eardrums.
"Even if you’ve forgotten, it’s alright, I’ll remind you... You said I didn’t move into suite 507 to investigate the case. Then tell me, what exactly was the purpose of me moving into 507, hmm?"
Shi Nian knew she couldn’t escape.
His breath had turned into an invisible small cell, trapping her. Unless he unlocked it himself, she had no way to escape.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath quietly.
Her fingertips unconsciously scratched against the wall.
"...Because, uh, Mr. Tang has to fulfill his duty to offer me, uh, 24-hour personal protection."
Phew... At least she said it.
He laughed, happily, with a hint of helplessness. His breath trapped her, yet he maintained a distance from her, with no part of his body actually touching her.
But this kind of closeness only made Shi Nian’s heart beat faster.
He tilted his head, staring at her so closely...that it almost seemed his cheek was touching his cheek.
He was right beside her ear, laughing softly: "Mr. Shi, you’re certainly skilled at dodging the important points. But I won’t let you have your way—I’m here to provide 24-hour personal protection to you, but this time, it has nothing to do with being a detective."
After saying this, he finally raised his head, giving her a little distance. Yet he was only doing so to fix his gaze on her eyes, then slowly smiled: "You understand, don’t pretend."
Shi Nian had no choice but to gently close her eyes and quietly say: "...Thank you."
He laughed again, "Just a thanks? Perhaps it could satisfy the me of before today... but for the me after that moment today, it’s not enough anymore."
What is he saying? Shi Nian’s brain froze swiftly.
Her heart became inexplicably tense, she opened her eyes to look at him... he had already reached out to lift her chin, and his lips hotly and urgently fell upon hers.
He brazenly pressed his weight upon her, pinning her tightly against the wall. His arm pried her arm open, his slender fingers interlocking with hers on the door, their ten fingers entwined together.
Entwined were not just ten fingers, but—also their tongues.
He indulged in almost greedy pursuit, with a near hunger, tangled with her, giving her no chance to escape.