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Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)

[CRIME/OMEGAVERSE] Was it possible for the devil to get his own happy ending? A major accident seven years ago had stolen He Juan’s memory away from him, wiping it so clean that the only things he were left with were only his name, numerous scars all over his body and a nasty side effect as a result of the aftermath. Seven years passed by and when He Juan thought he could live like a normal person again, a fateful day led him to be the prime suspect of the murder case of his neighbor who had written his name as her dying message — whom, in his defense, he had not even talked to! It was then that he met Mu Yuze, the lone wolf of the Violent Crime Investigation Unit; the cold, intimidating man with beautiful and intense midnight blue eyes who seemed to hate him at first sight for some reason He Juan couldn’t comprehend. One after another, bizarre cases intruded on He Juan's normal life and turned it upside down, bringing light to a dusty past he thought he could never remember again. In the end, he had to learn that even if he had forgotten who he once was… there were still some sins he had to atone. *** Gentle, klutzy and smiling Alpha whom nobody dares to offend for some mysterious reason x cold, possessive and cinnamon roll Omega (maybe a little yandere here and there) Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, case-solving, organized crime, thriller, gore, slice of life, tragedy, detectives, disabled characters, murders, teamwork, investigation, yaoi, mature, past plays a big part, 1 vs 1, love interest falls in love first Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

delanasiwarka · LGBT+
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734 Chs

More Than Superior

Mild cw: description of corpses

"Hey!" A hushed voice exclaimed from the side at the same time as He Juan's foot broke the door open. It was Ma Ping who had come to offer assistance once he noticed that the second floor was utterly silent and devoid of any chaos. "What's wrong?"

However, He Juan had no time to answer him – he could not take his gaze off the scene in front of him.

A sharp inhalation sounded from Old Liu, who was similarly petrified in place. "What the hell is going on here…?" He whispered more to himself, aghast.

The room in front of them was an utter mess with broken and overturned beer bottles, a bunch of cigarette butts crammed into ashtrays, and a few small puddles of suspicious yellow liquid on the floor which He Juan hoped was only liquor.

There were more than ten people inside – all dead. Seven were sprawled over the long couch, still with their arms hooked on the back. Three had collapsed to the ground in a messy heap.