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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

Prime Suspect

Cw: mild gore

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It was He Juan's fault. 

He should have known better than to spare Fang Yazhu's life, especially after he uncovered the man's involvement with that damned secret experiment. It was his lapse of judgment that had led to his current predicament. He thought that death was the simplest punishment there was, and thus he had intended to hand Fang Yazhu over to the Interpol, to imprison him behind the cold bars for the rest of his life, watching as the glory and reputation he had painstakingly built for years crumbled to dust. This kind of slow and agonizing demise was more fitting for someone like Fang Yazhu, or so He Juan had believed.

But now, he was proven wrong. 

Sometimes, certain people must not be allowed to exist even one second longer on Earth, lest they contaminate all they touch with their foul nature.