When A Snail Falls In Love

Chapter 46.1

The train rocked/ swayed along on its journey. The scenery outside the window flew past, and the compartment was bathed in alternating stripes of light and shadow darkness??

Xu Xu glanced at Po, and sat opposite him: "Did something happen that made you look for me so urgently, General Po?"

As Po rested in the centre of the armchair, his hand supported his chin, and his strong and healthy body was similar to that of a wolf at rest.

"I heard that you're an expert in psychology. You are able to predict the identity of criminals?"

Xu Xu was sitting upright, as per normal, with her legs lightly crossed, and her hands resting on her knees, quietly observing him.

Why?

Why had he, in the blink of an eye, started harboring suspicions about her? Did he suspect that she was aware of his identity?

Xu Xu was unable to think of how his suspicions had been aroused. However, she was very clear why he had wanted to look for her.

He was probing her.

If his suspicions had been confirmed, he would have already killed her.

Moreover, with his exceedingly conceited character, he would find it very hard to believe that his well-concealed identity had been exposed.

Thus, she must definitely not give him any cause for suspicion.

Having thought this far, Xu Xu knew how she would act. She asked: "Who told you that I'm good at psychological analysis?" Po's countenance changed slightly, but she carried on indifferently: "Tisza? Our director?"

At this, Po's thick lips turned up, and he observed her keenly: "You don't need to concern yourself about that. As for me, I am greatly interested in what conclusion you have formed about me?"

Xu Xu looked at his eyes. They were different from the eyes of other people she had encountered; they were especially dark and sharp. In their depths, there was a deathly stillness. Only those who had killed others would have this kind of expression- seemingly calm, but in reality, cold and callous.

Xu Xu's heart beat a little faster.

After a moment of silence, Xu Xu somewhat brusquely replied: "You think that you're interesting? I'm sorry, my specialised skills are not for entertainment, but for solving cases."

Po smiled even more and braced both hands firmly on the table. The cold lines of his face moved closer to her, and his dark red scar was right in front of her eyes. Xu Xu frowned and leaned back: "What are you doing?"

"The Chinese always like to brag; it looks like you are nothing special." Po blatantly provoked her, "Are all the Chinese police officers as useless as you?"

Xu Xu stared at him wordlessly, the fingers of her right hand lightly tapping the back of the chair. Po also regarded her with extreme patience. After tapping for a while, she stopped: "You don't need to goad me. In my opinion, it's not difficult to analyse you."

Po leaned back, laughing loudly. When he stopped laughing, he retrieved a small, jet-black and extremely finely-crafted hand gun from a drawer and offered it to her: "If you analyse me correctly, I will give you this gun as a present. In future, when you visit Myanmar, I, the Golden Python, am/ will be your friend."

Give her a gun? Was this a trial?

Xu Xu looked up, her eyes sliding to the table: "Handguns are strictly controlled in China, it would be of no use to me. If I analyse you correctly, give this to me."