The Detective of the Aristocratic Boys' School 31

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It could only be said that F4 was a group of overly sensitive people—otherwise, why would a regular detective going home for break be considered eloping by them?

[This shows their judgment aligns quite well with my program!]

'Today's a holiday, Li Xihe.'

Ji Yue explained it this way.

Li Xihe smiled slightly: 'I guess, once you go back this time, you'll just cut off all contact with me, won't you?'

A sudden storm.

The ship was intercepted, speedboats circling like sharks scenting blood.

Li Xihe walked out from the cabin, holding someone in his arms.

His wet long hair streamed down from the crook of his arm, ink-black strands dripping with water, an intense black that formed an extreme contrast with the snow-white profile of the person in his arms.

Someone held up an umbrella from behind, silently blocking all the gazes coming from every direction.

Li Xihe wore a proper smile on his face, thanking the bodyguards who had helped one by one, polite and thorough.

He bent down and placed Ji Yue into the car.

'Wait for me here.'

The rain was still falling.

Ji Yue was freezing all over. The heater was on in the car, someone draped a blanket over him, and he curled up in the back seat, wrapping himself into a ball, watching his surroundings and the window warily.

The rainwater that crashed down left streaks on the glass. He stared at those streaks for a long time, not knowing where he was now, not knowing where this car was heading.

The detective's crisis had finally arrived.

Had Si Jing left or not?

This thought drifted past like a rain thread.

[With you saying that, the top student would be thrilled.]

The System cackled.

Before long, the sharp sound of brakes skidding came from outside.

Then came the chaotic sound of footsteps, mixed in with the rain, messy and hurried.

The driver was pointed at through the window by something, slowly raising both hands.

The car door was pulled open from outside.

Cold wind blew rainwater pouring in, and Ji Yue shivered. He raised his head and saw the person standing outside the car door—Yan Min.

He still looked bookish, like a very young scholar, quiet, refined, holding an umbrella with one hand. If you ignored the dark mass of bodyguards behind him, he was no different from the young people who came to academic lectures at the Library.

Ji Yue faced him from inside the car, holding only a blanket.

Yan Min reached out, wrapped his arm around Ji Yue's waist, and lifted him out of the car with one hand.

Ji Yue was practically hanging on him, able only to raise his hand and loop it around his neck. His clothing rode up, revealing a section of snow-white waist, dazzlingly pale in the dim light.

It was actually a very intimate, ambiguous posture.

[F4 top students are all pretty strong, the size difference, hmm hmm hmm...]

[Is he going to be locked in a dark room next? Can we still return to the Main God spacetime?]

'At a time like this, still fantasizing about these yellow stories.'

Ji Yue criticized the System for the first time.

The next second, he admitted the System had a point.

Just as he was placed into another car, he was pressed down and kissed.

The back of his head was blocked by a hand, not hitting the cold car window.

Yan Min's hand was really cold—wet-cold like something a snake had crawled over, from his side waist to his chest, against his skin, chilling.

Ji Yue recalled that day when the bicycle was loaded with flowers, fresh and fragrant, brilliant sunshine, completely different from the current situation.

Time became very long, the sound of water and gasps mixed with the rain, making it impossible to tell where one was.

Until his tongue was bitten, Yan Min finally let him go, lowered his head and touched his face: 'Very angry at me?'

Ji Yue coldly licked the blood on his lips and said no.

'Where are we going now?'

'Home.'

'Off the island?'

'Mm.'

The car was deathly silent, only the rain outside continuously crashing in, occasionally a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, splitting open the road ahead, dense vehicles sliding through the continuous rain.

Unfortunately, the car hadn't driven far before it was blocked ahead.

Rows of vehicles stopped in the rain, forming a long queue, many people weaving through the rain-soaked car line, seemingly searching vehicles.

In the rain, that golden hair was especially conspicuous, like a scattered flag.

The driver didn't stop, instead silently accelerating.

Tonight's rain was really too heavy, the tires skidding wildly on the accumulated water.

A violent collision struck——

[Wake up.]

A familiar voice whispered beside him.

'If you keep pretending to sleep...'

What?

Ji Yue opened his eyes.

A deathly white ceiling, walls, and chandelier, like a place such as a sanatorium hospital, a smell of disinfectant lingering.

A figure appeared in his field of vision, deep wheat-colored skin, light golden hair, messy and half-wet, beneath the hair tips a pair of sharp eyes, deep-set eye sockets, obvious Caucasian features.

Dizzy, some tinnitus, couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

Ji Yue only felt himself being picked up, lifted into the air.

Is this what it's like when you die?

'What death or not death? You're fine.' Yuwen Qing lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, pale face, half-closed eyes, eyelashes trembling slightly from the cold.

Hearing him mutter to himself, because he spoke very softly, somehow seemed a bit pitiful.

Failed eloping and already thinking about death, really likes that top student that much?

Yuwen Qing sneered, stuffed a cup of sugar water into him, watched him lower his head and drink a few sips.

Yuwen Qing sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and watched him for several minutes.

'Your clothes are all wet,' he said. 'Want to change?'

Ji Yue hadn't recovered his strength yet, his whole body weak, fingertips soft.

He nodded, and immediately a hand undid his buttons.

'Help you change?'

This sounded like something a caretaker would say.

Coming from this person's mouth, it became very strange, especially since the other party really leaned down to take off his clothes, from outside to inside.

Like a peeled lychee, his body was covered in moisture, crystal clear.

Being served while undressing, Ji Yue's face only showed his usual coldness and vigilance.

The room's heating was ample, he didn't feel cold, but he was still trembling a bit, because touching by the same sex made him allergic.

Especially at times like this.

Yuwen Qing's hand reached over again, touching Ji Yue's face, just wanting to lift his wet long hair, help wipe it.

The next second, he was bitten on the hand.

He didn't have much strength, his canine teeth weren't sharp, dull, like being nibbled by a kitten, not very painful, not to the point of bleeding. Yuwen Qing always considered himself thick-skinned, this level of force didn't count for anything.

Ji Yue's frowning face, the effortful way he bit people was strangely cute.

Yuwen Qing pulled out his index finger, the pad bitten with two tooth marks, wet, with his saliva.

The high temperature of the oral cavity, wet heat, the water flowing down, the sound of gasping, there was an indescribable illusion.

...With just this much struggle, a few fingers inserted could easily stir and press down.

'Where am I now?'

Ji Yue looked toward the window.

Yuwen Qing pinched his fingertips, answered half a beat late: 'Why are you asking this? Of course still on the island.'

Ji Yue didn't speak.

So he was in a dark room.

Going around in circles, still returning to the original work's setting: the great detective controlled by F4, after being taught a lesson, driven off the small island.

Only now, expecting these people to let him out probably wasn't easy.

[Besides, you're not wearing a single piece of clothing now, what is Yuwen Qing savoring, hurry up and give you clothes!] The System was slightly angry.

Ji Yue said expressionlessly: 'Give me clothes.'

Yuwen Qing only then glanced at him, took the folded clothing from beside.

While he was getting dressed, Yuwen Qing didn't leave, watching from the side.

The blue-white sweater wrapped his body, followed by a pair of pants.

While putting them on, half-kneeling on the bed, half-wet black hair slid from his shoulders, curling and spreading on his back, hanging down almost touching the bedsheet.

It made one want to touch it.

His hair was really long, reaching waist-length, when dressed, those strands were gathered inside the collar, Yuwen Qing helped pull his long hair out from inside.

Ji Yue gave him a sidelong glance.

The two locked eyes.

[Your two's atmosphere is so weird!] The System couldn't take it anymore, [Yuwen Qing is half-assed about you, what is he hesitating about?]

'I don't feel like he wants to——'

Fuck.

Before these words were finished, he was picked up and kissed.

As the System said, the size difference was especially obvious at such moments, Yuwen Qing used one arm to scoop up his entire person, tightly around his waist.

His feet couldn't touch the ground at all.

Breathing and gasps in disarray, each other's heartbeats like dense drumbeats.

[I have another premonition!] The System was still analyzing, [Tonight, this night of pouring rain, the great detective will be...]

'Knock knock——'

The door was knocked.

'Hello, I'm Dr. Chen for this consultation.'

After the doctor finished speaking, he waited outside for several minutes before the door was opened from inside.

The golden-haired, dark-skinned young man opened the door, robust build, wearing very little, at first glance looking like a handsome black society member, with some not-yet-fully-receded satisfaction on his face.

Obviously he wasn't the patient.

The doctor walked toward the bed, where a long-haired youth sat on the edge of the bed, for some reason blushing, as if just finished exercising, the back of his hand wiping his lips, brows tightly locked.

The doctor pretended not to see, did some routine checks.

'Hypoglycemia, rest more.'

Yuwen Qing closed the door, then turned back, Ji Yue had already buried his reddened face in the pillow.

'Turn off the light.'

He said muffled.

[Oh ho ho, fortunately Yuwen Qing still has some humanity, not thinking about dragging the sick you up to do it, by the way where did the others go?]

[I really am afraid that in a few days you'll be fucked by them together.]

The System was worried.

The room returned to silence, the door was locked from outside.

Ji Yue slept for a while, his body recovered some strength, reading a book while beginning to plan his escape.

A servant came in to clean, used a key to open the door, carefully closed it.

A very clean room, with the scent of fresh flowers, upon entering, he saw a beautiful long-haired youth sitting by the window, flipping through a book spread on his knees, his profile pathologically delicate and beautiful like an oil painting.

Wind blew in through the gaps of more than a dozen steel pipes nailed to the window, his pitch-black long hair fluttered on his shoulders, like a group of cold black butterflies.

The youth closed his book, suddenly asked: 'What's today's date?'

The servant according to regulations couldn't speak with him, but at this moment there was no one around, and seeing him locked up sick how pitiful, so said a date.

'They're all on holiday?'

'Yes.'

Ji Yue looked toward the window, the grass was neatly trimmed, spreading from below the window to the distance. Further away it became blurry. He tried to identify for a while, couldn't determine which part of the island this was.

There were footsteps behind him.

The servant who came in was very young, wearing neat uniform, but his movements carried some nervousness, probably not much older than him, flustered wiping the table, like being a servant for the first time. Maybe could ask something out.

Ji Yue's tone was casual: 'About what time do you guys have holidays here?'

The servant was stunned for a moment, the casual chatting tone, pale, sickly, half-leaning against the headboard, eyelashes lowered, looking like no threat. The servant hesitated, rarely encountering a peer, and felt this question wasn't important. While tidying the things on the table, he gradually opened up about the holiday arrangements.

'Is it from the West River over there to the dock to take a boat?'

'No, the east side.'

Then this place was to the west of the academy.

The non-existent lenses slightly reflected light...

Ji Yue leaned against the headboard, holding a book, but his mind wasn't here.

He held a pen, doodling in the blank space of the book page, symbols he could understand himself, a few locations. Previously he had investigated Yuwen Qing quite a bit, Yuwen Qing's houses on the island were everywhere, probably more than ten, among which indeed a part was in the west.

How could he get this information to his family?

He fell into deep thought, the pen tip poking at the paper.

The first spacetime chaos, the first to appear in the rain was He Yuanxi.

The second spacetime chaos, the person who came was Li Xihe.

Every time it was a different F4?

Ji Yue vaguely sensed he had grasped a clue.

Would F4's will have an effect on spacetime chaos?

Now, he had really become an armchair detective.

The servant was still wiping the window, dawdling to finish the last piece of glass. Ji Yue called out to him: 'Have you seen that bespectacled, always smiling Li Xihe?'

The servant shook his head: 'No. This is Yuwen family's territory, he won't let those few in.'

He looked at the door panel, said: 'Someone came?'

Before the words fell, the door opened.

The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked in, seemingly restored to that previous refined and gentle appearance, walked to the bed, asked in gentle words: 'Sister, how are you feeling now?'

This island was now in holiday state, probably only F4's people and himself left, truly was calling out to heaven with no response.

[The most terrifying thing has happened, F4 united playing imprisonment play with you?! Can this game be played without nerfing the detective??]

Ji Yue throughout expressionlessly read his book, didn't speak with him.

Li Xihe helplessly spread his hands: 'No choice, I'll send you home in a while.'

He only then raised his eyes: 'What exactly are you guys doing?'

'At first it was because you were eloping with the blond, this kind of thing was too much, the follow-up was some other things, in any case we need to settle you first.'

Unreasonable F4, actually brushing off the detective.

'How is Si Jing?'

'If you're talking about the top student, should be in the water, you can wish him to be born on land in his next life... I'm joking.' Li Xihe said, 'I also don't know where, not important.'

The second F4 to visit was Yan Min, he came in holding a bouquet, like really coming to visit the sick. He put the flowers into the vase on the bedside table, urged him to rest well.

Yan Min didn't make any comments about F4 matters, only brought him several books, games to pass the time.

'Can't you take me out?'

He asked Yan Min.

'Can't.'

'Why?'

'After confirming things are over, I'll come take you off the island.'

Yan Min tidied his messy hair.

'I hate you.'

Ji Yue slapped the book at him.

Yan Min frowned, he didn't like being hated by Ji Yue, but compared to this, he still thought Ji Yue should be kept in the room.

'Brought you the latest version of Great Sword Hacking at Zombies Heads, new dlc version.' He said, 'I'll come again tomorrow.'

[You don't seem very worried!]

The System only slowly discovered this point now.

A detective locked in a dark room, yet maintaining such calm, was he really not afraid of some imprisonment event happening?

'You've forgotten the small world has a setting, as long as a task is judged failed, the Main God System will forcibly expel the host from the spacetime, this is an automatic protection measure to prevent subsequent spacetime from becoming more chaotic.'

Ji Yue didn't raise his head, opened another book.

[Your meaning is——] The System was enlightened.

Known the Main God System cannot invade F4's personal consciousness to judge the 'detective being discovered' task failure condition, it can only use 'F4's behavior and language' as the standard.

The detective being exposed is the sign of failure.

As long as inducing F4 top students to say he is a detective, or, he can simply self-expose.

[That is to say, you can completely leave here now, but you stay in this spacetime, because you still want to know the final truth.]

The System was extremely surprised.

——Risking being fucked, being locked in a dark room, he still wanted to know what F4 top students were doing.

[Worthy of you, super professional detective!]

'No need to praise me.'

Ji Yue pushed up his non-existent glasses.

Night gradually came, everything returned to silence.

In his dream, Ji Yue hugged a zombie and slept sweetly.

Until a pair of hands suddenly pressed against his waist, embracing him.

The fingers were very hot, the temperature slowly seeping through the clothing and caress, feeling like burning. Ji Yue groggily thought, probably had a fever? This person's high fever like this, brain would break.

'You went to sleep this early, don't cats sleep very late?'

That person said beside his ear.

'...'

Of course not.

Cats have fragmented sleep, although indeed there's the term night owl, many cats also sleep at night.

Ji Yue opened his eyes, and saw He Yuanxi's teasing smile.

Not surprising at all. The only F4 who hadn't appeared, finally appeared on this night.

He Yuanxi in all black, his body very hot, like a person who walked out from hell, directly squeezed onto the bed, lay down next to Ji Yue.

'I was just thinking, no one's here, everyone's busy, if I fuck you here for several hours, wouldn't be discovered? I'm sick, let me have my way.'

He whispered in Ji Yue's ear, breathing scorching.

Body temperature, demeanor and breathing weren't quite like a normal person, really like heavy drinking excessive burned out.

'Your mind only has this kind of thing?'

'I want to date you, you don't want to.'

'...'

'You look like you're about to leave here, my intuition is telling me this kind of ending.'

He Yuanxi pointed at his own temple.

Why would F4 have this kind of intuition?

Theoretically, spacetime chaos wouldn't leave F4 memories, He Yuanxi at this time also didn't have the memory of the previous spacetime chaos.

Was it because there had been similar experiences before?

The detective who escaped.

The house of imprisonment.

F4 taking turns round-robin.

So that's it, spacetime chaos likely not just once or twice.

Ji Yue suddenly sat up, shook He Yuanxi lying beside him: 'Do you remember something about me?'

'Hmm?'

'Was it from the first meeting, you felt I was very familiar?'

'TThis kind of pickup line is too old-fashioned, I can't say it, you definitely wouldn't like it.'

That is to say, multiple spacetime chaos, had already made F4 top students have some memories that shouldn't exist about the detective.

This was the truth!

Ji Yue expressionlessly hammered his own palm.

[No wonder the Main God doesn't want to show up, this is an overly complex world!]

[This is why, from the first meeting they liked you, and also certain you liked them, is because in other timelines, you may have been in love!] The System activated romantic imagination.

Then only the last question remained.

He Yuanxi closed his eyes, prepared to nap.

Looked like really asleep.

Ji Yue leaned close, seriously observed if he was dead.

'D Dead? If not dead, tell me what you guys are doing outside?'

'Sigh, this... some rather tricky things. Maybe I should consult you? After all you are——'

He Yuanxi smiled and was covered by Ji Yue's hand.

'Okay, I won't say that word.' He said again, 'Previously I thought this world wasn't right, I originally didn't plan to come to Imperial Boys' School, but some things kept pushing me here. Since the top student dropped out, seems everything returned to normal.'

'TThen?'

'Now the plan is to kill the top student.'

'...'

The top student was the protagonist, if he died, this world would be completely over.

'Whether it works is another matter, but he seems unable to die, that ship capsized, he didn't appear, but now he's in the lower city again.' He Yuanxi's tone had some bare malice, 'Honestly, I don't really care about these, but an undying person is indeed strange. What's your view?'

Really treating me as an armchair detective?

Ji Yue seriously explained: 'Because he's the most core character of this world, can't die.'

'He's the core, what about you? Super core character?'

He Yuanxi countered.

'...'

I'm just an ordinary passerby detective.

Ji Yue mm-ed twice: 'Send me to the lower city, then you'll know.'

[Roar, the detective's storyline is about to end, you plan to leave now?]

'I need to see Si Jing.'

This time, Ji Yue and He Yuanxi traveled together.

The midnight plane broke through the island's cloud layer, soon arrived at the lower city.

At the airport, Ji Yue found Si Jing waiting there.

'TThey said you died and came back to life?'

Ji Yue did his last investigation on him.

Si Jing stood near the boarding gate, waiting for the plane to the upper city. Hearing this, he smiled, mocking tone: 'I won't die in that kind of place, they don't know I grew up by the sea.'

The original work's top student, indeed had the trait of tenacious vitality.

'I'm leaving here.'

Ji Yue bid him farewell.

'Where to?' Si Jing didn't find it strange. Ji Yue often flew around, not limited to upper and lower cities. After the detective commission ended, probably would change places to continue being a detective?

'Another world.'

Si Jing was stunned. This sentence sounded like suicide.

Under the light, the beautiful youth wearing a houndstooth lapel long Coat and beret stood there, the whole person like walking out from the cover of a mystery novel.

He raised his head, eyes calm: 'I'm a detective from another world, now the task is complete, I'm here to say goodbye to the world's protagonist.'

Ji Yue's behavior had always been very unconstrained, whether investigating others or gathering clues, gave people an exaggerated neurotic human-machine impression, plus his expressionless but excessively beautiful face, black long straight beautiful youth image, really like a person who walked out from anime.

Now saying he was from another world, not surprising at all.

Si Jing's first reaction was happy for him——because he really liked being a detective.

He also suddenly realized, he would never see Ji Yue again.

After Ji Yue admitted his true identity, this top student dropping out, falling into the sea without collapsing, solid as a rock world, actually appeared cracks.

The ceiling cracked, clattering huge detective pipes fell out, clanging hitting on the waiting people, like Mario's game. Everyone's clothes were changed with one click to Sherlock Holmes's outfit, everyone one after another screamed what the hell was this, then, all collapsed into powder.

A huge crack cut across from the floor, like something from inside tore open the earth, rushing toward the two.