Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)

It was the same old dream. The harsh screech of tires reverberated in his ears, mixed with the cacophony of furious horns and terrified shrieks. He was gripping onto the wheels in a tight grip. The person beside him seemed to say something, but He Juan could not hear what they were saying past the sharp whistle of wind in the air.

He braced himself for the anticipated crash, yet strangely it did not happen this time.

The scene shifted and he suddenly found himself in a familiar place. It was Mu Yuze’s house – his living room, to be exact. He had a solid weight on top of his lap, the presence grounding and reassuring. A burst of love and affection surged out of him and he held this person close to his chest. "I miss you..." he murmured again and again. "I miss you so much."

The scent of lavender and peppermint permeated his nose, crisp and cool, and he inhaled greedily as though he could not get enough. The person in his arms shifted and they pulled out something from within his pocket. It was a black rectangular card with a majestic phoenix engraved on the front. "Where did you get this card from?" the other person asked, his tone tensed and clipped.

He Juan’s mind spun dizzily at that sudden question. Where did he get this card from...? This member card – no, this was a card name. It was the Boss of Phoenix Ablaze, Han Shan himself who gave it to him!

With a gasp, his eyes snapped open and he was greeted with an unfamiliar ceiling. The throb on the base of his skull intensified, but He Juan couldn’t care less about it right now. His eyes were blazing bright as if liquid fire was flowing within them. He remembered... he remembered now where he had heard someone address him with ’XIU’. It was in Phoenix Ablaze when he met the Big Boss, Han Shan!

When Boss Han called him ’Mr. Xiu’, He Juan had not taken it into heart because he assumed that the man had only mistaken him as the real owner of the VIP member card. But now that he thought back about it, Han Shan’s warm and sincere welcome, his differential attitude... all of them might indicate that he had known He Juan from somewhere before!

As soon as this little recollection returned to him, He Juan immediately sat up only to grimace when his head pounded in protest. "Oh God..." he let out a soft hiss and pressed on his swollen temple. He cracked his eyes open and glanced at the clock on top of the nightstand. It was just a little past 11 pm. No wonder his head was hurting so much. As it turned out, he had only slept for less than two hours...

Even then, He Juan could feel nothing but great elation. He finally knew where he should start to ask about his past!

He caressed the wrinkled blanket he had been lying on, his eyes softening. "Xiao Ze, even if you’re not here, you still have a way to help me..."

Ding!

The crisp notification echoed amidst the silence. He Juan froze for a split second before he hurriedly reached into his pocket for the phone. Molei! The imposter must have sent him something about Jia Molei! The screen brightened up and He Juan saw another message coming in from the only number on the phone. But instead of a text, it was a video this time.

He Juan’s heart rose to his throat when he saw a blurred silhouette that resembled his best friend. He tremblingly pressed on the play button.

The screen was dark for the first few seconds before a rustle sounded. A man’s voice – whom he had never heard before – exclaimed in a joyous and teasing tone, "Molei, I have a surprise here for you. Want to guess what it is?"

Then, Jia Molei’s displeased and curt voice came through. "Take it away. I don’t want any fucking surprise from you."

He Juan sucked in a sharp inhale. It was Molei... it was unmistakably Jia Molei’s voice! And he sounded just like his usual self, albeit a little weak and hoarse. He Juan could not contain the overwhelming relief and delight in his heart as he stared at the video in rapture.

The screen did not stay black for long. In the next moment, He Juan watched as it became blurred as if the person holding the phone was raising it from behind his back. Next, Jia Molei’s face filled the screen. The crimson-haired Beta immediately squeezed his eyes shut and hissed in discomfort at the sudden glare that pierced into his eyes. Turning his head away, he yelled out, "What the fuck—"

The man singsong-ed. "Say hello to XIU~"

Jia Molei froze. He snapped his head back with a disbelieving look. Ignoring the flashlight, he went to snatch the phone while shouting, "He Juan... He Juan, is that you?! Listen to me! Don’t be fooled by this bastard, he is—" There was a horrifying crack, followed by Jia Molei’s grunt of pain. The scene became chaotic as if the phone had fallen amidst their tussle. Until the end, it faced upward to show a ceiling that seemed like a car roof.

A man’s head slowly appeared on the screen, only showing his flowy black hair and a pair of smiling eyes. "XIU, I also have a great surprise for you. I will give it to you when we meet. Just take it as a reunion gift for me!"

Click. The video ended.

He Juan stilled. He gripped the phone so hard that his knuckles turned white, bluish veins flared out along his arms. Torrential rage overflowed from his chest and the corner of his eyes were tinted with red. This man... what had he done to Molei?! What was that cracking sound just now? Did he just break Molei’s bones?!

He Juan’s fingers were shaking so much that he could not type. In the end, he settled with sending a voice note. Bringing the speaker into his mouth, he hissed in a low voice, "What have you done to him."

The reply came in seconds, also a voice note. "What do you mean?" the man asked in mock surprise. "I like him so much. How could I bear to do anything to him? But the same can’t be said with Boss though. If you don’t show up to our appointment later... hehe."

That soft chuckle sent cold shivers down He Juan’s spine. He already knew that he had no other choice. In order to bring Jia Molei back, he had to comply with their words even though he was aware of the danger that awaited him. But now that they were using his best friend’s life to threaten him... He Juan’s eyes turned bloodshot as a malevolent aura surged out from him. The terrifying pressure of a furious Alpha saturated every corner of the bedroom.

Now that they were using his best friend’s life to threaten him, He Juan was going to make them pay!