Chapter 1508: Sprinkling a Little Sugar on the Forensic Doctor 21

Wu Lin couldn't keep up with the sudden concern for appearance of this "old man" and his train of thought; he blankly stared for a few seconds, and when he came to, it was the warmth of Jin Chen's hand pulling him back.

"Why are you running a slight fever?"

Jin Chen belatedly realized that the previous topic was a bit foolish, puzzled, he tried again with the back of his hand, "Does that medicine have side effects?"

Wu Lin wearily nodded, "It's fine, it'll be better tomorrow."

Fast-acting medicines always have side effects that exceed the body's tolerance; compared to the others at home, Wu Lin considered this medicine's fever aftereffects already the mildest.

But unfortunately, today he ran into Jin Chen, who took his matter extremely seriously.

"No way, in that state you're more likely to get into a car accident going home." Jin Chen threw back the mockery from a few days ago unchanged, "Come on, I'll send you home."

Actually, it was already past quitting time, but the busy criminal investigation teammates didn't notice.

Wu Lin still got into Jin Chen's car, as if neither of them felt awkward because of today's untimely confession.

Jin Chen certainly wouldn't feel awkward, but he soon discovered that Wu Lin, regarding "accepting affection," was obviously overly concerned yet conflicted and at a loss.

"Are you really that afraid of others misunderstanding our relationship?" As the SUV drove off from the police station, Jin Chen casually asked, and an embarrassment Wu Lin hadn't felt in a long time surfaced.

Just ten minutes ago, the two had been walking side by side out of the Municipal Bureau's main gate, but when a criminal investigation teammate passed by, Wu Lin silently drifted nearly two meters away from Jin Chen, still thinking Jin Chen hadn't noticed anything.

"Thanks to your extensive publicity, now even the police station guards can chat with me for a couple of sentences about their experiences and feelings regarding 'dating Jin Team.'"

Wu Lin gave him a half-hearted glance, "What do you think?"

This form of address obviously carries a superficial yin-yang.

Jin Chen laughed nonstop at those words, "Dating me isn't a loss; saying it out there brings a lot of face."

Even if the car runs smoothly, there's still some sway; Wu Lin's already fuzzy head from the low fever felt like an overripe watermelon, ready to fall off with the slightest movement.

The two exchanged a few disjointed remarks, then Wu Lin drowsily leaned and fell asleep; before sleeping he remembered he had something to tell Jin Chen, but as his consciousness just became active, it was pressed down by the overly calm surroundings, and finally his willpower couldn't overcome bodily fatigue.

The SUV parked steadily downstairs at Wu Lin's building; Jin Chen glanced at the sleeping Wu Lin in the passenger seat, gently went around to unfasten the seatbelt, then paused a moment, looking at him.

If he were to pick Wu Lin up and carry him inside now, he'd likely get beaten.

…Let him be beaten then; a patient can't spend the night in the car.

Jin Chen steeled himself mentally, slipped his arms around Wu Lin's waist to prepare to lift him, when Wu Lin, sensing the movement, silently opened his eyes with a few red blood vessels, and they locked gazes unexpectedly.

Wu Lin first startled, then silently lowered his gaze to Jin Chen's hands reaching for him and the uncomfortably close distance, then lifted his eyes, meeting Jin Chen's brows and eyes.

"I wouldn't have thought Jin Team had the potential to be a rascal."

Wu Lin's voice, hoarse from drowsiness, added a hint of ambiguity to the atmosphere—who knows if Jin Chen really had no other thoughts.

But since everyone misunderstood anyway, Jin Chen's face, thicker than the Nine Heavens, was put to decisive use.

At the instant his cheek was brushed by lips, Wu Lin's whole body tensed, his usually somewhat bland eyes widened, gaining a sudden fluster and blush.

"You misunderstood me, so I have to do something." Jin Chen, utterly justified, withdrew his hand and then smoothed Wu Lin's messy hair, "Come on, let's eat first and then rest later."

After Wu Lin reacted, he only felt bewildered: "What do you mean by that?"

"I don't expect you to take care of yourself like this." Jin Chen had him look at the back seat, "I just picked up some vegetables on the way from the supermarket; since I'm pursuing you, I need to show the sincerity of a Snail Prince."

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Wu Lin always felt such a scene wouldn't appear again in this quiet home.

He was forcibly pressed into the sofa by a domineering Snail Prince, his body also wrapped in a thick blanket.

From this angle, he could just see the tall, busy figure in the kitchen; Jin Team, who never fails in chasing criminals, was cooking there, and the aroma seemed pretty good.

The sizzling of stir-frying added considerable warmth to the house, as if the fume smell were popularity.

Wu Lin held the warm water personally poured by Jin Team, leaning against the cozy blanket, his thoughts wandering wildly.

While eating together, such wandering thoughts became even more uncontrollable, and he even wickedly wondered, what if Jin Chen knew about the study's existence…

Knowing those butterflies and snakes he had dissected alive into specimens, those beautiful yet disgusting insects, what would he think then?

Would it be like before, when he inadvertently revealed things and subsequently scared colleagues into fear, or would he…still maintain the so-called liking attitude?

"Is there poison in your home's rice?" Jin Chen's sudden question brought back his thoughts; Wu Lin blankly glanced at the rice, "I don't think so."

Although it's been stored a while, it's not necessarily poisonous.

"If it's not poisonous, why are you picking through it? Is eating grain by grain healthier?"

Wu Lin: "……"

Having finished his teasing, Jin Chen added plenty of vegetables to Wu Lin's bowl.

Being interrupted like that, Wu Lin's original eager-to-try idea was forgotten again, and instead he recalled the words he hadn't finished saying in the car.

"Do you still remember the welcome image on the homepage of the suicide mutual aid website?"

Jin Chen looked up at him, "The one you saw in the autopsy room today?"

"Yes, I suspect the flashing on that image is some kind of mental-control symbol, remarkably effective for depression patients or any other mental condition." Wu Lin said with his head down, his chopsticks still poking at the rice, as if shaping it another way would make it easier to swallow.

Jin Chen slowly set down his chopsticks, extracting another meaning from that information-rich statement.

Wu Lin wasn't seeing that website for the first day; if they traced back, the oddity they first noticed that day was probably due to stimulation, meaning Wu Lin himself also has a mental condition.

Even if half of today's sudden confession came from his own "pursuit" moving this future potential offender, there's still another half of meaning.

Wu Lin continued staring at the rice, muttering to himself, "You guessed right; I originally didn't intend to tell you guys this, after all it's been exposed too much."

He really doesn't want many people to know he's a nervous wreck, regardless of honor or disgrace; it's just not easy to keep pretending to be a harmless civil servant.

Jin Chen finally figured something out: "Today I vouched for you with the bureau chief, and handed over the computer and permissions so you could investigate the old case, making you feel I'm one of us?"

"I suppose that could be considered."

Wu Lin's lips suddenly curled with a faint smile, but mixed with too much, making his gaze toward Jin Chen so complex it's hard to read.

"To be precise, before I thoroughly conduct a second investigation into the ghost butterflies, I want to find a companion who can drag me down with me."

That way, at least the accident from ten years ago won't recur, the investigation won't be halted again, and Jin Chen's identity is simply perfect.

Even if those above try to cover everything with one hand, the direct relatives in Wu Lin's family have some achievements in politics, and he himself has great merits as the Municipal Bureau's criminal investigation team captain; they won't vanish overnight.

Jin Chen felt a chill on the back of his hand, only then realizing Wu Lin had at some point placed his hand on it; the feverish hand was still ice-cold.

"Jin Team, liking me comes at a high price, right?" Wu Lin's smile deepened.

At that moment, Jin Chen even felt that the pill had no effect whatsoever, merely temporarily calming Wu Lin down.

And from the moment the ghost butterfly's information reappeared, Wu Lin's illness had been like a time bomb hidden in his body, and this moment it just barely exploded.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 60!】

【……Detected Villain Blackening Value +3, total 90!】Miewa! Suddenly back to before liberation!

Jin Chen: "……"

It seems if the ghost butterfly is not eliminated, this Blackening Value will not easily decrease.