[The New Serial Guillotines] Chapter Eleven

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Author: Xiao Qinghe
Published on 2018-02-26
First published: Yes

Chapter 11 "The Case of Chen Shimei" is here

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I.

The two "22" model base classes were only established for the 2013 undergraduate students of the Law School as a pilot program. Because
the undergraduate program was shortened by one year, the teaching pace was faster than that of regular classes. Some courses required separate classes.
The base and were assigned a fixed classroom, a medium-sized flat classroom in Building E of the Law Building, numbered
701. Because the whole class was promoted to graduate school at the end of the third year, and the master's program was also shortened by one year, they were upgraded to
what is commonly known as the first and second graduate classes in the school, and still had a classroom.

The Law School focuses on graduate education. Undergraduates only have one major, law. There were eight classes in the first year of the 2013 cohort.
When the two base classes were selected through examinations in the second year, the selection rate was about one-third, which also included children of relatives and students
with connections etc., and none of them could be considered top classes. It felt like Class 1 was better. The counselor for Class 1 during my undergraduate studies
was the kind of teacher who was strict with students but enthusiastic towards leaders. Eight or nine out of ten students who didn't
get into the base class through

exams ended up in Class 1. After the postgraduate entrance exams, admissions were no longer based on exams, but a batch was still eliminated each semester based on grades. This "22"
model of the base class caused a lot of controversy. The exams became even stricter after the postgraduate entrance exams. By the second year, nearly three-quarters of the students from Class 1, whose student
quality was lower, were eliminated, and the class was merged into one.
Many students don't understand this special model of the base class and still think that having a Class 1 and a Class 2 is equivalent to Class 1 merging into
Class 2. Those who understand still colloquially refer to the merged class as Class 2. The classroom 701, originally shared by the two classes
, is now actually only the classroom for Class 2.

Building E of the law building corresponds to the upper 7 floors of the western part of the building, which are actually floors 21 to 27.
Classrooms are numbered according to the floor number. Classroom 701, located at the west end of the corridor on the 7th floor of Building E,
has windows facing the sun and two doors, one at the front and one at the back. The front door and blackboard are on the east side.

The students in my second-year graduate class were mostly admitted to the special program based on their grades, and we had a designated study
room . Since the establishment of the special program in our second year of undergraduate studies, we spontaneously developed a good evening study atmosphere, consistently attending both
evening study sessions and maintaining discipline. In our second year, the classes were merged into one, leaving only 33 students.
Classroom 701 can accommodate over 100 people and has independent two-way air conditioning. Students from other classes can also study there,
provided they adhere to the study rules of the second-year graduate class.

During my undergraduate years, among the students in Class 2 who genuinely passed the entrance exam for the special program, only two did not attend evening study sessions in the classroom:
Lu Qiang and myself. Lu Qiang was framed by a group sex nude photo scandal in the second semester of her junior year and had to
take a year off, leaving me as the only one who didn't attend evening study sessions.

This was before the final exams. Suddenly, I brought a beautiful sophomore girl to our classroom every night for
evening self-study. Even Ni Ji thought I was showing off to my classmates. I did have that intention,
but my motive for showing off wasn't what others thought.

Ni Ji was materialistic and promiscuous enough. As a sophomore born in 1997, she was far from realizing
the dangers . She thought that becoming my sex partner was equivalent to becoming Dean Ji's woman. As the saying goes, feelings can develop over time. I helped
her eliminate the possibility of being investigated for past issues, reminding her to distance herself from Liu He, Zhen Jun, and others, and to focus on
her studies. She was just a minor character who could be ignored; keeping a low profile would make her go unnoticed.

On Sunday the 14th, Ni Ji went to the gym off-campus in the afternoon and asked me to have
dinner off-campus before evening. After dinner, before 6 pm, we went directly to the law building to study.

The law school building, which was quite impressive, used to be deserted at night. However, this semester, with the announcement of stricter
final exams for both undergraduate and graduate students, the exams were postponed to the third week of January. University students
aren't afraid of exams, but rather of strict ones. Before this year's final exams, the law school building was no longer empty and quiet at night;
many students came to study after dinner.

Today, when Ni Ji and I arrived at the law school building, dinner time hadn't ended yet, and it was Sunday. We entered Building A through the main
entrance the vast law school building was eerily quiet. I gave Ni Ji a mischievous smile, pulled her up the stairs
to the third floor, and we arrived at the men's and women's restrooms at the east end of the corridor.

I listened carefully; there shouldn't be anyone else on this floor. Looking around,
there were no , so I simply pulled Ni Ji into the women's restroom, locked the door, and went into the innermost
stall.

Ni Ji is a soon-to-be Gen Z, and she dresses very fashionably. Today, under her down jacket, she wore
a very thin pair of long boots and a baseball cap.

I've already had sex with her several times in the teaching building's restroom. Ni Ji went into a stall, took off
her down jacket , hung it and her handbag on the hook, and then started taking off her clothes underneath.

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II. Sex in the Women's Toilet

Ni Ji stripped down to only her underwear and bra, then pretended to be helpless and said, "Honey, no way, are you going to do it to
me in the toilet again?"

I pinched Ni Ji's butt, "Stop pretending, when have you not been enjoying it to the point of moaning!" I slapped
the top of her head, "You're such a slut, why are you wearing such a hat in the middle of winter?"

Ni Ji said in a coquettish voice, "I'm several years younger than the girls in your class, and when I go to
study , a lot of the older girls stare at me, so I have to wear a hat to cover myself up..." As she spoke, she took off her hat, then took off
her bra, and looked around for a place to hang it.

I reached for the hat and put it back on Ni Ji's head. "Alright, since you like wearing it, wear it while you get fucked
!" I opened her handbag hanging on the hook, let her stuff her bra into the bag, and reached out to undo her belt.
"Stop dawdling, kiss your husband first, and help your husband masturbate."

Ni Ji took out a pack of sanitary wipes from the opened handbag, carefully wiped her hands, and then
wiped my hands again. She stood with her legs apart in front of the squat toilet, looked down at her lower body, and said, "Oh dear,
I'm wearing boots today, and I can't take them off in the bathroom, but if I don't take off my boots, I can't take off my underwear."

I grabbed both breasts at the same time. "You're so clumsy, just pull your panties down to your thighs."

"Hehe...husband's so smart!" Ni Ji pulled her pink panties down to her thighs, reached down
with her right hand and pulled out my penis, her left arm around my neck. As my penis
quickly swelled to a hard erection in her delicate hands, she pretended to be scared and said, "Husband, your penis is so big, every time you fuck me
, it fills my pussy completely..."

I kissed Ni Ji while enjoying her skilled hand service, and as my penis quickly became hard as
a rod, I stretched out my legs... I grabbed Ni Ji's breasts and pulled her to the inside of the cubicle. "Hold
onto the wall, stick your ass out, your husband's going to fuck you."

Between Ni Ji's thighs, a tight pair of panties stretched out. She stuck out her ass, turned her head, and moaned
, "Ah...husband...fuck me...fuck me...use your big cock...fuck my little cunt
..."

I started thrusting from behind, and Ni Ji immediately began moaning. I reached out and forcefully covered
her mouth with one hand. Actually, there was no need to worry about being heard outside; I covered Ni Ji's mouth more to emphasize the sadistic
feeling.

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After a few dozen powerful thrusts, I released my hand from Ni Ji's mouth, took a few breaths, grabbed
her slender waist, and continued to fuck her even more violently. Ni Ji was panting heavily, moaning softly,
while uttering vulgarities.

"Ahhh...husband...your big cock is so amazing...fuck me to death...my little cunt...is being fucked inside out by
my husband ...husband...husband...fuck me...fuck me harder...this little slut...loves
being fucked hard by my husband's big cock..."

I slapped her ass a few times. "You little slut, stop calling me husband, call me daddy?"

"Ahhh...yes...daddy...daddy...big cock daddy...daddy fuck me...fuck
me harder...fuck this...slutty and cheap daughter to death..."

I pinched one of Ni Ji's breasts. "Daddy can fuck you, so can I fuck your mom too? Look at
the pictures of your mom on my phone, she's pretty and young, looks just as slutty as you. If you have the chance, introduce her to daddy,
let your mom enjoy daddy's big cock too!"

"Ahhh...yes...Daddy fucked me...of course he'll fuck my mom too...my mom isn't too old
...just over forty this year...she's alright looking...definitely pretty horny...often hooking up with younger guys online
..."

Having sex in the school building's restroom was both exciting and tense, so I ejaculated quickly. I fucked Ni Ji continuously for
about ten minutes, and waves of intense pleasure surged through my lower body, bringing me to the point of almost ejaculating.

Ni Ji sensed I was about to ejaculate and turned her head, saying, "Daddy... we didn't wear a condom... and we didn't prepare
any 'reversal pills'... don't... ejaculate inside me... ejaculate in your slutty daughter's mouth instead..."

I slapped Ni Ji's buttocks and pulled my penis out abruptly. "You little slut, you want to eat semen, don't you?"

"Ahhh... yes... yes... Daddy..." Ni Ji turned around, squatted down in front of me,
licked the penis that had just been pulled out of her vagina clean, and said obsequiously with her face upturned, "Daddy... semen can beautify the skin
... my little slutty cunt loves to eat it... thank you, Daddy, for feeding your slutty daughter semen again..."

Ni Ji used both her hands and mouth to vigorously masturbate me for a while. When I was about to ejaculate, she stuck out her
long tongue and switched to quickly stroking my penis with one hand, letting me ejaculate all the semen
onto her tongue. She stuck out her tongue and let me check it, and then she ate all the semen.

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After swallowing a lot of semen, Ni Ji reflexively gagged several times. I took
a bottle handed it to her. Ni Ji first pulled up her underwear, then squatted in front of the toilet with the Kuanquan water, rinsing
her mouth back and forth for a while. She stood up and hurriedly put on her clothes, shivering as she said, "Honey, why is it so cold? Is the heating
leaking again?"

Hearing Ni Ji say this, I did feel a bit cold. The new campus originally had independent heating, but this year, due to smog prevention,
units were not allowed to provide their own heating. It was a regulation that was purely made on a whim. When it was suddenly passed down,
there was less than a month before the heating season started. The heating pipes were replaced in a hurry, and the construction quality was naturally difficult to guarantee.
In the two months since the heating started, the heating pipes have burst more than ten times. It seems that the heating is leaking again today.

I quickly got dressed. Ni Ji's long boot outfit was thin, but it consisted of many layers, and it
was a bit messy from taking it off earlier. Now she was only wearing her underwear.

"Damn, you're such a slut, wearing such a complicated outfit." I patted Ni Ji's butt,
took out my phone to check the time, "It's 6:30! People are starting to come to study. Don't rush, take your time getting dressed. I
'm going out first, after all, it's the women's restroom."

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III. Anti-Black Conflict

The evening study session started at 7 pm. I left the restroom and went downstairs. I checked the time, it was 6:45
pm. I walked out of the main building and stood on the steps to smoke. At this time, students started coming to the law building
to study . Before I finished my cigarette, Niu Duicheng, Fan Tongmin, and Zhao Xiqiang came to the building entrance, one after the other.

Niu Duicheng jumped up the steps first. "I was just about to go up to 701 to find you! The three of us are taking the postgraduate entrance exam, much like China's football team's
quest for the World Cup. We've troubled you a lot. Last time we said we'd treat you, but you ended up treating us
. The exam results come out on the 20th, so we'll wait for the scores and then treat you together."

Zhao Xiqiang hurried up the steps, holding up a stack of novels he was carrying. "Damn it, the gas's out again. 701
has heating and air conditioning, so we came along to read novels! By the way, we've all graduated, can we still come in?"

Fan Tongmin took a novel from Zhao Xiqiang's arms. "Hey, what's wrong with being unambitious? We're all in the same year." She patted
my shoulder. "Come on, let's go up together!"

"Ah..." I hesitated for a moment, then pointed outside. "I'm waiting for someone. The gas's out again tonight."
"There will definitely be more people going to 701. You three should go up first, otherwise the communal tables will be full."

I stood outside the building and smoked another cigarette. Around 7 o'clock, Ni Ji came out of the building with her schoolbag. I
thought for a moment and said to her, "The heating is broken again. There will definitely be a lot of people going to 701 tonight. You'd better keep a low profile.
Since you didn't go home this weekend, you can go home and study tonight."

Ni Ji is from the south. Her parents came to Beijing before she went to university. They bought a house in Beijing but couldn't get a household registration.
She came to Beijing after getting into university. Her home and school are not in the same district, only a half-hour subway ride away, so she
often goes home. Understanding that I wanted her to go home tonight, Ni Ji immediately nodded in agreement. I took her to
the subway station outside the North Gate of the campus, then went back into the campus and returned to the law building. Around 7:30, I went upstairs to
classroom 701.

Fu Zhijuan, the class monitor of the second-year graduate student class, had been the class monitor of the elite base class from her sophomore year to her second year of graduate school.
Serving as class monitor for four consecutive years in this specially established elite base class is even more difficult than being re-elected as the student union leader, demonstrating her
ability to command respect and earning her high prestige throughout the college and even the university.

After the students moved up to graduate school, the classroom was no longer used for classes but only for self-study. Since many
students from other classes came to study there, Fu Zhijuan organized the second-year graduate students to transform this ordinary classroom into a creative
self-study space. The desks in the classroom were not all the same – there were single desks, double desks, and multi-person desks – not
arranged in rows, making full use of the space and creating a
personalized arrangement without making it look cluttered. They also purchased water dispensers, chargers, routers, and other facilities at their own expense. The second-year graduate students each had a fixed
desk in the classroom; they were not separated but shared with the communal desks.

Fu Zhijuan and I have a good relationship. In the days leading up to the final exams this year, I brought Ni Ji to our classroom every evening
for self-study. She gave me special treatment, setting up two extra single
desks for me in the northwest corner of the classroom next to the back door.

I walked to the front door of the classroom and peeked into the room through the glass window above the door.
The students from the second-year graduate class were already there, along with dozens of students from other classes. The classroom was packed, and everyone was quietly
studying. My two seats were empty, so I didn't go through the front door but quietly slipped into the classroom through the back door.

Ni Ji is a well-known, artsy campus beauty; almost everyone in the college knows her. When I brought Ni Ji
to our classroom for evening self-study, the students in my second-year graduate class, especially the naturally gossipy girls, paid
a lot of attention to her. Tonight I came to study by myself. Fu Zhijuan, Li Nan, Zhang Yan, Cheng Baoqing, Li Xiaoying
, and all the girls in the second-year graduate class looked at me and Niu Duicheng one after another. Fu Zhijuan and Li Xiaoying, who were closer to me,
made faces at me one after the other.

Near the end of the first evening study session, Wang Kaifeng and Lü Haijun, the two lackeys of the recently deceased Professor Zhou,
led several African exchange students into classroom 701.

In recent years, African exchange students in our Chinese universities have become a public nuisance on campus. They almost never study
and don't understand their studies, yet they receive tens of thousands of yuan in living allowances every year. They never fail, no matter how badly they do on exams, and the school
doesn't care about any disciplinary violations. They can study indefinitely until they get a PhD or post-doctoral degree, leisurely harassing girls all day long.

Wang Kaifeng and Lü Haijun, whose former master was arrested and executed, are now seeking
new protection for fear of expulsion. These past few days, they've been fawning over a leader of African exchange students whose Chinese name is Hao De.
Tonight, the entire building was without heating. Hao De and a group of African students, led by Hao De, suddenly appeared in
classroom 701, which had heating and air conditioning. Clearly, it was the idea of these two lackeys.

Few African students understood their books and had no concept of evening self-study.
After they arrived, they specifically squeezed into the girls' seats. With two girls screaming, most of the students got up and ran out
of the classroom. These black guys were not to be trifled with. Fu Zhijuan was the class monitor; her quiet self-study session had been disrupted, and she
had to take a stand and loudly dissuade them.

701 was the designated classroom for the elite class; even the arrogant African students had never
caused trouble in 701 before. Hao De and his group of African students seemed a little too excited tonight. Not only did they ignore
warnings, but they also kicked tables and threw chairs, making an even bigger ruckus. Niu Duicheng, Liao Aopo, and several other students from Northeast
China couldn't stand it anymore and rolled up their sleeves, ready to fight. Seeing that things were about to escalate, Fu Zhijuan
hurriedly ran out of the classroom to call security.

Each building in the law school is essentially an independent duplex, with a security guard room on the first floor of each building, where one or two security personnel are on duty
at night . The campus police officer on duty in Building E tonight was named Zhao Yu, about twenty-three or twenty-four
years old, a contract auxiliary police officer. His father was a cook in the school cafeteria, not good at currying favor with leaders, but
he managed to get a contract auxiliary police officer position by flattering Director Liu of the school security department. This Zhao Yu was just like his father,
fawning over people who were useful and avoiding trouble. Fu Zhijuan immediately called him, but seeing that the troublemakers were
African exchange students, Zhao Yu ran away without saying a word.

Seeing that the security guards didn't dare to deal with them, the African exchange students became even more arrogant. Hao De, a dark-skinned and fat guy,
led the group in pushing and shoving the Chinese students present. Everyone had reached their breaking point. Liao Aopo, who was over 1.9 meters tall
, kicked Hao De to the ground, and immediately more people joined in. The fight really started,
and the non-black international students didn't dare to fight back and were all knocked to the ground. Wang Kaifeng and Lü Haijun tried to escape when things got bad
, but they also became targets before they could run away.

I hid behind and didn't rush to fight. I smashed two or three chairs, broke off a chair leg, leaned over and handed it to
Niu Duicheng, and continued to break the chair leg while shouting, "Come and grab your weapons, don't get blood on yourselves."

Fu Zhijuan saw that things had really gotten out of hand and rushed over to stop them. I put my arm around her and whispered, "Class monitor, stay away
, don't get blood on yourselves. We can't break up the fight, let's just notify the Political Security Section."

The Political Security Section was nominally under the Security Department, but in reality, it was directly under the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau. Its authority exceeded that of the school's Security Department,
and it had the right to arrest people outside the school. The students jokingly called it the campus military police. When the foreign students were attacked, I reminded
Fu Zhijuan to immediately notify the Political Security Section. I knew the routine, but I did it because I knew the newly arrived acting head of
the Political Security .

Lian Wei arrived quickly with several campus police officers. The attackers, who were in the middle of the beating, immediately stopped.
Lian Wei, who had previously infiltrated a drug trafficking gang, immediately noticed that the African students were under the influence of drugs, thus overlooking the group beating.
He ordered several African students to be handcuffed and searched one by one, finding several packs of marijuana.

Director Liu from the security department arrived shortly after with more people. Lian Wei had already investigated the situation and learned
the cause of the conflict: several African students, under the influence of marijuana, had come to the classroom of the second-year graduate students to cause trouble and vandalize the place,
leading to the conflict with the Chinese students.

Director Liu, with his bloated and bloated appearance, was clearly a typical bureaucrat, incapable of anything but being an official. His
bureaucratic mindset meant his first thought was not to affect Sino-African friendship. After Lian Wei explained the situation, he hurriedly ordered his men
to unlock the handcuffs of the African students, bowing and apologizing as he politely took them away. Hao De and
the other African students immediately regained their arrogance, sitting on the ground and refusing to leave, shouting that they would contact
the embassy.

At this point, almost all the students in the law building had arrived at Building E. Seeing this, they were no longer angry, blocked the stairs, and
demanded that the troublemakers be severely punished. Seeing that things had escalated, the African students, fearing they would be deported back to Africa if they contacted the embassy,
dared not argue any further and fell silent. Director Liu patted his chest and assured them that the troublemakers would be severely punished, but his words
were vague, which made the students even more indignant. Director Liu could no longer play the bureaucratic game and had to change his tune, saying that the drug
users who caused the trouble would be severely punished. More campus police and security guards from the security department arrived later and escorted the African students away.

The commotion lasted until 10:30, when the conflict finally subsided. The self-study class had long ended, and the law students
cheered as they left the law building.

IV. Driving Live Stream

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I returned to my dormitory at 11:00. After using the toilet and taking a shower, Professor Shen Mo sent me a
text message asking if I was available to chat online. I didn't reply to the text message but directly turned on my computer and
chatted with Professor Shen Mo on QQ.

Teacher Shen Mo was driving on the road, connected to QQ video, and placed his phone on the overhead
tray above the passenger seat, essentially giving me a live drive broadcast.

Shen Mo started by saying, "My daughter Lily asked me to convey her gratitude to you. She joined the Law Drama Club and got
the lead role, I think. She feels pretty good about it. They're rehearsing a legal-themed stage play and got
the opportunity to tour the political and legal departments. It's not just fulfilling her acting dream, it'll be a huge advantage when she graduates and looks for a job. So, I guess I'll have to
go a few days later. My Lily said she has to rehearse all day after her exams, so her return will be delayed too. We'll still have a chance to meet after Lily's
performance , hahaha..."

I said, "No need to thank me for that. Lily is naturally beautiful; I just recommended her.
By the way, Teacher Shen, where have you been? You're dressed so sexily."

Shen Mo said, "I went to see a relative, an aunt of an uncle, several..." I hadn't been there for the year, and I just got out of the hospital after major surgery.
Of course I had to go see her when I heard about it, but I was too busy during the day, so I went at night. She wasn't dressed too sexily, still wearing boots and a coat. She
took off the coat while driving, revealing a short skirt and stockings, hahaha…”

I asked, “When you get here, you and your daughter will be going back a few days late. Will your husband come with you
?”

Shen Mo replied, “Hmm…we haven't said whether he'll come
or not. He's busy with work, and his vacation won't be until the end of the year. It doesn't matter whether he comes or not. His attitude towards our sex life hasn't changed; he's still very supportive,
hahaha…”

At this moment, the car stopped at a traffic light. Shen Mo lifted her gray wool skirt, revealing her plump triangle area,
and rubbed it a few times, her thighs clad in shiny, flesh-colored stockings.

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Continuing to drive, Shen Mo asked, "Your final exams this time are
crucial for graduating early. Did I disturb your self-study?"

I said, "Hey, what time is it? I just got back from self-study this morning."

Shen Mo said, "Oh, I see! Then you should focus on your studies first. After you finish your exams, we'll fuck each other.
Before, I always thought of starting with SM training, which made things harder for myself. Actually, once we've fucked each other, everything
will feel natural."

Suddenly giggling, Shen Mo continued, "Oh dear, my husband
seems more anxious about our fucking than we are. He asked me about it at noon today."

I laughed and said, "That's true. I set the bar too high before. Anyway, if you have a
chance , secretly buy an anal plug and plug your asshole. Not only..." "Fuck your cunt, and I'll fuck your asshole too..."

Shen Mo groaned involuntarily, then pretended to be scared and said, "No way, you'll fuck my asshole too?
My ass hasn't been properly used in years. Your big cock, fucking my asshole, won't you fuck me to death?"

I said, "That's why I told you to buy an anal plug, to plug your asshole first!"

Shen Mo asked, "Where can I buy one? It's not very convenient to buy this kind of thing online."

I said, "Hey, there are a lot of vending machines for adults on the street now, just pick one and you can buy it,
right?"

Shen Mo laughed and said, "Yeah, Master is so smart. I'll go buy one tomorrow when it's convenient, then plug my
asshole and wait to be fucked hard by Master's big cock."

Feeling excited, Shen Mo unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the red bra he was wearing underneath.
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"Right, I can't just buy anal plugs, I also need to buy other SM tools. Once my master uses his big cock to
fuck my pussy and asshole, I'll be his slave, and I'll have to accept all kinds of training from him. I'll strive
to be trained into a qualified sex slave bitch before the Year of the Dog arrives, hahaha..."

I said, "Hmm, not bad, you've improved, you know how to apply what you've learned."

Shen Mo smiled and pretended to be helpless, saying, "Sigh, it seems I'm getting closer and closer to becoming a slave. Then I'll strive to become my master's sex slave bitch
as soon as possible , because this slut likes to be ravaged."

I took the opportunity to ask, "What, being my master's slave is a hardship for you?"

Shen Mo replied, "No, it's because this slut longs to become my master's slave. My master plays with me, fucks me..."
"I am a reward for myself, to train me to be more slutty and shameless, which is what I aspire to be."

Shen Mo's thought process was very quick, and he suddenly asked me, "Master, should I buy a leather whip?
You know, I really like being spanked."

I said helplessly, "Sigh, you've led me astray again. You don't need that. You just like being
spanked . With your athletic background, your muscles are strong, so a leather belt would be more effective. What you really like
is having a leather belt whip your butt."

Shen Mo replied, "Yes, Master understands. Then I... I'll buy Master a pure cowhide leather belt
, so Master can whip my butt hard."

His tone became excited, and Shen Mo continued, "Wow, sticking out my big butt, kneeling in front of Master, forcing..." "
My asshole was stuffed up, and my master beat my buttocks hard with a belt, making me scream and groan. Just thinking about it
makes my pussy wet... Hahaha, it seems I'm really too cheap..."

I reminded him, "Teacher Shen, you're driving, don't just focus on being in heat, pay attention to traffic safety."

Shen Mo said obediently, "Yes, Master. This slut has been taking good care of her skin and getting plenty of rest these past few days,
stuffing her asshole up, ready to receive Master's discipline."

After turning a dark corner, Shen Mo stopped the car, took out her nipples from her red bra, and rubbed them
a few times with her fingers. "Master, I'm almost home in the neighborhood, it's almost 12 o'clock, I'll get off now, after Master finishes the exam,
I'll serve Master properly."
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V. "The Case of the Guillotined Beauty"

The next day was Monday. I had just finished eating lunch in the cafeteria when Brother Dai unexpectedly called me, saying that
he had something to do and asked me to come to the training center to find him. I thought he had encountered some unexpected situation regarding booking a room,
so I rushed to the "Campus Red Building" before finishing my meal. Unexpectedly, the reason he wanted to see me was about
a murder .

The news of last night's murder was temporarily suppressed. As the head manager of the "Campus Red Building," he was well
-informed and learned the details of the case. He immediately relayed what he knew to me, believing that
last night 's murder was indirectly linked to Professor Ji, who had just been promoted to vice dean.

The newly built east playground on the eastern part of the campus, constructed last year, had its football field converted into an ice rink this winter, adding
a novel sport. Even though skating costs money, many students still go, and it's open until 9 pm
. Recently, due to final exams, there haven't been many students skating; after 8:30 pm, the entire ice
rink is practically deserted. During the day, security is strict due to the fee, but at night, only the lights around the ice rink are turned off
; the streetlights on the playground remain on. Skating in the dark is suicidal, there's nothing worth stealing, and there's no
one , nor are there any surveillance cameras.

Around 4 a.m. on Sunday, several school workers came to water the ice rink—a task that needs to be done during the coldest time of day. Just as they
turned on the lights around the rink, they discovered two decapitated female corpses lying in the middle of the ice. A team of security guards on night patrol
arrived , and someone recognized the two victims as
Liu He and Zhen Jun, two student leaders from the law school.

Both Liu He and Zhen Jun died horribly; they had been beheaded. The murder weapon was left at
the scene : an exquisitely crafted jade guillotine. The blade was carved from a single piece of jade, with a
tiger's head carved at the front. It was approximately 80 centimeters long and 10 centimeters wide, and contained a two-inch-wide but extremely sharp guillotine blade—
essentially a high-end tiger-head guillotine. The murder weapon was unusual, but not difficult to obtain; it was considered
a decorative item for warding off evil spirits and could be purchased in bulk on Taobao.

The security guards didn't touch the bodies, secured the scene, and called the police. The criminal investigation team arrived before dawn.
The forensic examination confirmed that the two victims were killed at 9 PM on the 14th. They also described
the murder: the killer first used a stun gun, then suddenly shocked the two victims onto the ice, knocking them unconscious. While they were incapacitated
, the killer beheaded them one by one with the guillotine blade. The crime was swift and decisive; from knocking them down to beheading
them, it took a maximum of three minutes.

The forensic examination yielded a clear conclusion on the spot, but the crime scene investigation yielded nothing. The killer
was wearing ice skates when he murdered the two victims, leaving skate marks around the bodies, but unlike the footprints
left , these made it difficult to determine the killer's physical characteristics. The killer must have changed skates before leaving, but
the ground outside the ice rink was covered in footprints, making it impossible to identify which ones were left by the killer. The killer not only wore gloves but
also used specially prepared clothing, a mask, and glasses to completely cover his body,
leaving no trace other than the skate marks on the ice.

Professor Zhou had just been secretly arrested, and Liu He and Zhen Jun had become sensitive figures. Fortunately, this bloody murder of two high-profile
female students occurred late at night on an empty ice rink, and the crime scene was discovered before dawn,
allowing the news to be kept under wraps from the beginning, preventing student panic before exams. With the crime scene investigation proving fruitless,
the criminal investigators could only start by looking for clues through the social relationships of the two victims, with the cooperation of the school.

After hearing Brother Dai's detailed account of the murders of Liu He and Zhen Jun, I immediately realized that this was
the "guillotine" I had been waiting for, the first real "guillotine" to be used to kill, and I couldn't help but feel very excited.
It wasn't that I wanted anyone to be killed; it was that the "guillotine" I had been waiting for for two years had finally appeared, and the murdered Liu He and Zhen Jun
were certainly not good people. Furthermore, Professor Ji's involvement in the murders of Liu He and Zhen Jun was indeed significant
, and he might have to temporarily leave the university because of it. The invisible pressure Professor Ji was putting on me
was arguably greater than the "guillotine."

As I expected, Professor Ji, who knew about the murders before me, asked for leave from the university the next day
to prepare for an academic exchange abroad. In our country's universities, it's common practice to send promoted officials
abroad for a period of study; Professor Ji's trip abroad for academic exchange was arranged when she was promoted to vice dean.

Taking advantage of the fact that Teacher Ji was temporarily distracted from monitoring me, I hurriedly assembled my two strong backups:
Lu Qiang and Xiao Yanan, both beautiful and wealthy second-generation girls. The team's objective was to solve a campus murder case. I truthfully told
Lu Qiang and Xiao Yanan about the things I had secretly done over the past two years to catch the campus killer, omitting, of course, my involvement with Teacher Ji.
Regarding the relationships: These two beauties were outliers among the privileged second-generation rich kids. They complained about why I hadn't introduced them to the group sooner,
and readily agreed to team up with me as part of the campus detective team.

After forming teams with these two beautiful and wealthy second-generation girls, I carefully considered my options and decided to team up with
Lian Wei separately, citing the possibility of assisting in solving the case.

This was the third consecutive year that a major campus murder had occurred during the final exams. Crucially, the two murdered girls
had very close ties to Professor Zhou, who had just been arrested for sensitive issues and subsequently committed suicide. Naturally, the school leaders felt immense
pressure. To protect their own positions, while instructing the security department to cooperate with the criminal investigation team,
they implicitly instructed Director Liu to strive for an independent, early resolution of the murder case to avoid
uncovering further problems. The bloated and corrupt Director Liu is good for nothing but being an official. The newly transferred
head , formerly a legitimate criminal investigator, is on temporary assignment with flexible duties. His fiancée is also
implicated in this murder case. A master of bureaucratic maneuvering, Director Liu would inevitably transfer the case to Lian Wei.

I figured out the connections; it was all an obvious scheme. Sure enough, Lian Wei accepted the assignment and
brought his two friends from the police force, Han Zhuang and Bao Qiang, to the university as
assistants under the guise of studying at the R University Law School.

Lian Wei and I were already friends and knew me well enough to accept
my request to help. Just as I was looking for a job, Lian Wei went to Director Liu again, lying that I
had found a job at the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau and was interning at the university's security department, arranging for me to temporarily work as a campus police officer. While
the regular wear uniforms, those outside the special departments are university staff, allowing for flexible
personnel arrangements.

Having temporarily become a campus police officer, I could no longer continue my high-interest loan sharking business on campus. I handed over the entire operation to Qian
Meiyi, but the actual mastermind behind the loan sharking had changed to Qian Meiyi
. I instead secretly identified potential lenders. Qian Meiyi was saving up to buy a house. I withdrew from the business, only contributing 1 million yuan, with the other
half essentially a loan to Qian Meiyi. I didn't actually intend to ask for it back, after all, Qian Meiyi was my first submissive.

Lin Min and Liu Qingwu arrived with their husbands after their daughters finished their exams. I had prepared for the arrival of these two attractive
rural mothers. It wasn't convenient for me to meet their husbands anyway, so with
the help of my friend, I arranged for both families to stay at the training center, and then let them explore the capital on their own.

I had Lian Wei's help in getting me a campus police officer position, but I didn't lie about the crucial point that helped solve this murder case
. I am still the only one who believes in the existence of the "guillotine." I have been working on this for two years.
I have done a lot of analysis and judgment. I am the one who knows the murderer best,
and of course, I am the one who is most likely to catch the murderer.

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