Elliot had been working as a criminal police officer for so many years, but he had never encountered such an "attack on the police". He was caught off guard, short-circuited on the spot, subconsciously reached out and pushed... and the push was empty.
Casper seemed to have anticipated his reaction in advance. He immediately stepped away a few inches. There was a little bloodshot in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were subtly curved in a small arc, brewing a little. smile.
It's not a warm smile, it's a bit malicious.
Only then did Elliot taste the mint candy he left behind...not very sweet, but a little cold. It penetrated along the gap between his lips, scratched his throat, spread all the way to his chest, and surrounded him. His noisy heart dominates.
Casper's rhythm was extremely precise, and he did not chase after him blindly. Instead, he left a gap for resistance and reflection. His eyes seemed to have substance, and he gently passed over his features, mouth, and nose. He keenly heard Elliot's breath hitching.
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