Black Desire Returns to the Dragon Episode 15 Author: Jin Ying

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【Black Desire Returns to the Dragon】
Author: Jin Ying
Publisher: Novel Channel Synopsis of
Volume 1 of 【Black Desire Returns to the Dragon】 : Young Yu Xiangtian is framed and imprisoned, which ignites his boundless desires and ambitions. In prison, he learns and understands much, and upon his release, he commits a shocking crime. Afterwards, he embarks on a thrilling escape with a large sum of money and the victimized beauty, eventually fleeing to Shanghai and living a life of seclusion. He then begins to implement his plan: attending school, scalping tickets, practicing black market boxing, and taking in a genius girl. However, the major case he commits is not simple; it hides a complex web of dark secrets and powerful forces. Moreover, his whereabouts are not entirely concealed in the eyes of some; a mysterious, unrestrained super detective is gradually approaching him… Character Introduction: Yu Xiangtian: Male protagonist. Cold and resolute by nature, cautious and intelligent, skilled in planning, she is the "leader" possessing alien gene fragments. Feng Zhanmei: One of the female protagonists. Kind, resilient, pure, intelligent, and with a strong will, she later becomes an environmental psychology expert and one of Yu Xiangtian's lovers. She is the "repairer" possessing alien gene fragments. Han Feiyu: A major male supporting character. Passionate, carefree, unrestrained, and cold-blooded, he excels in criminal investigation and handling alien incidents. He is Yu Xiangtian's main assistant and is the "explorer" possessing alien gene fragments. Hua Xinmei: One of the major female supporting characters. Resilient, intelligent, and perceptive, she later becomes a business management expert and is Han Feiyu's suitor. She is the "builder" possessing alien gene fragments. Xiong Yiwei: A major male supporting character. Generous, loyal, decisive, and brave, he is proficient in special operations and is the "fighter" possessing alien gene fragments. Xiao Yayun: Director of the Special Operations Division of the China Intelligence Bureau. A top agent, codenamed "Fir," with another mysterious identity. Intelligent, resourceful, and shrewd, with a deep political background. She relentlessly pursues Yu Xiangtian and is a "Destroyer" possessing fragments of alien genes. Lucy: A thousand-year-old vampire queen. Possesses superhuman regenerative abilities. Wei Feng: An archaeology and history expert. Calm, introverted, observant of Dao Qiang, and researching the secrets of alien genes. He is an "Explorer" possessing fragments of alien genes. Zhuge Bailing: Zhuge Chaoliang's younger sister. Exceptionally intelligent and logical, she later becomes a key researcher in the study of alien civilizations. She also possesses fragments of "Thinker" and "Executor" genes. Chiyo Yueren: Headmaster of the Japanese "ōshōhi Shrine." ōshōhi Shrine is one of the human superpower groups. Chiyo Yueying: Chiyo Yueren's granddaughter, a guardian priestess of the "ōshōhi Shrine." Possesses multiple superpowers and is also a carrier of alien genes. Arsène Lincoln: A trader sent by a secret American organization to purchase the Divine Key. Gaia: A German princess, a superhuman sent by the Vatican to seize the Divine Key. Joan Aisne: A superhuman sent by a secret American organization to compete for the Divine Key, nicknamed "Black Widow." Yu Shouyun: The young master of Yu Shou Heavy Industries in Japan. His father is Yu Shoufengyu. Ito Shinobu: A low-ranking member of the Japanese Triads. Chiyo Reika: An "appraiser" for superhumans selected by the Daishoji Shrine. Yan Nishang: The head of the Tianxuan Sect and a guardian elder of the Daishoji Shrine. Yang: An alien creature. Yu Zijie: An alien-hosted creature. Yuan Ying: A superhuman henchman of the Imperial Society, a petite beauty. Rhinoceros Bear: A strongman henchman of the Imperial Society, Ying Ying's partner, possessing immense strength. Ono Kichiji: A low-ranking member of the Triads. Hongye: A superhuman from the Chinese Association, skilled in using music to control others. Li Xinzhou: President of the Chinese Association, Chairman of the Chinese Building Group, mysterious background. Liangzi: Member of the Chinese Association, a mysterious physician. Miyata Zhi: A henchman of the Yamaguchi-gumi ( Yamaguchi-gumi). Yata Teng: A henchman of the Yamaguchi-gumi (Yamaguchi-gumi). Miyu Jiro: Financial management expert, senior executive of Otomo International Bank. Rocky Wayne: Boss of the American Mafia. Miyamoto Shirou: Boss of the Imperial Society. Miyamoto Jinbei: The eldest son of the Imperial Society, son of Miyamoto Shirou. Death God: Mysterious henchman of the American Mafia. Fujita Jun: A new generation leader of the Triads. Liu Chuanfeng: A new generation leader of the Triads. Dragon Toad: An alien creature. Anna Sadako: Senior Inspector of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Dragon Demon King: An alien creature from outer space. Joan Lansili: Female anomaly of the Imperial Society, known as the Water Demon God. Yushou Masashi: Executive shareholder of Yushou Heavy Industries. Lei Mingchan: Male anomaly of the Imperial Society, known as the Emperor Demon God. Fujimoto Kazuo: General of the Japanese Army. Wind Demon God: A top-tier aberrant member of the Imperial Society, one of the Four Demon Gods . Fire Demon God: A top-tier aberrant member of the Imperial Society, one of the Four Demon Gods. Miyamoto Momoki: Known as the Illusion Demon God, a top-tier aberrant member of the Imperial Society, one of the Two Demon Gods. Snow Woman: An alien creature. Shizuoka Takaki: Security Minister of the Tsukiyama Base. Koizumi Kenichi: Chairman of the Liberal Democratic Party, known as the "Godfather of Politics." Taira Kiyosato: Chairman of Mitsubishi Heavy Industries. Taira Kiyoshi: Taira Kiyosato's daughter. [Episode 1] Chapter 1: Released from Prison to Commit a Major Crime Early in the morning, before the sun had risen, the "August 1st Labor Camp" on the outskirts of Haicheng City was already bustling with activity. A bald boy of seventeen or eighteen was surrounded by a group of labor camp inmates in the morning exercise yard, scrambling to congratulate him on something. The boy smiled, shook his head without speaking, and a hint of mockery flickered in his bright, deep eyes, but he repeatedly clasped his hands in thanks, displaying the demeanor of a seasoned veteran. The prison guards outside the barbed wire fence watched curiously; in all their years working there, they had never seen any inmate as popular as the boy. To have become so well-connected in the labor camp in just two years was truly beyond the capabilities of a young man. The chaos finally subsided with the guard's shouts. The boy, carrying a small bundle, was led out of the labor camp's large iron gate by the guard. "Be a good person when you get out. I don't want to see you here again. You've done very well here; with your intelligence, I believe you have a bright future," the guard said earnestly, patting the boy's shoulder. The boy bowed respectfully to him, tears welling in his eyes, and said, "I will never forget your guidance and care, Captain Li. I was able to get out so quickly all thanks to your kindness. Don't worry, I know which way to go from here. If I miss you, I will never come here to see you. As long as I achieve even a little success, I promise to come to your house first to share the good news." After this touching conversation, the boy wiped away his tears and walked out of Captain Li Wei's sight.

"What a pity for this smart and sensible young man, wasting two years of his youth here. It's all because of the wickedness of people..." With a sigh, Li Wei shook his head and returned to the labor camp.
The boy walked a few hundred meters along the road and turned into an alley. When he came out again, he was wearing a wide-brimmed baseball cap, a Zhonghua cigarette dangling from his lips, and his face, which should have been streaked with tears, was now relaxed and indifferent.
"The last one, a Zhonghua cigarette! I, Yu Xiangtian, swore that I would never touch you again until I achieved my goal." The boy stared at the red cigarette butt and muttered to himself.
Then, he took a deep drag and forcefully flicked the remaining cigarette butt into the air.
The noisy and bustling train station was crowded with migrant workers from all over the country returning home. In the ticket hall, all tickets to the north had already been sold out. Countless men, women, and children waiting for tickets rested on the spot like refugees, and piles of packages turned the spacious hall into a freight yard.
Yu Xiangtian struggled through the crowd and squeezed towards the ticket window. By this time, he had a sturdy, large nylon bag slung over his shoulder, stuffed full of cheap items like a migrant worker.
"Tickets north are sold out, and the next one won't be for another ten days. Next…" The ticket seller, seeing his attire, called the next person without asking any questions.
"Excuse me, ma'am! I don't need a northbound ticket. Please give me a hard-seat ticket to Shanghai," Yu Xiangtian explained with a smile, completely unconcerned about the other person's reaction.
The ticket seller gave him a strange look, then quickly printed out the ticket.
"Are you sure you're going to Shanghai?" the ticket seller asked suddenly as she handed him the ticket.
"Thank you for your concern. It's definitely correct. I've been preparing for this journey for two years. Do you think I would buy the wrong ticket?" He smiled and left the crowded window, heading towards the station exit.
It was exactly 7 PM, five and a half hours before the train arrived—enough time for him to complete his planned journey.
Yu Xiangtian first went to a department store to buy a suit to change into, and then bought shoes and hats two sizes larger at another store. To prevent them from slipping off his shoes, he wore six or seven pairs of thick cotton socks before hailing a taxi to an upscale residential area in the city center.
After getting out, he first found a secluded, shady spot and used a transparent ribbon from his bag to lift the corners of his eyes. Then he put on a wig, a fake beard, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses before swaggering into the complex.
At that moment, a heavily made-up young woman emerged from an apartment building, talking on the phone. Yu Xiangtian bumped into her lightly as he passed, but she didn't seem to mind, quickly getting into a Mercedes and driving away.
Yu Xiangtian smiled faintly, feeling that his two years of training hadn't been in vain, because he now carried a wallet and a keychain. He glanced at his wallet and then casually walked into the apartment building.
"Sir, who are you looking for?" the building manager dutifully asked.
"I'm looking for Ms. Wang Xuan in room 501, but I already saw her at the door. She's in a hurry to meet a friend, so she asked me to go in first." He waved the key in his hand, giving off a knowing look.
At this moment, Yu Xiangtian, looking like a spoiled rich kid, was full of impatience, his legs shaking uncontrollably.
The building manager naturally understood what was going on. This kind of apartment building was a breeding ground for filth, and he, as a building manager, couldn't possibly care less. So he quickly opened the elevator, afraid of offending this customer who looked young but didn't seem like a good person.
Yu Xiangtian noticed that there were no security cameras in the elevator, and then his cold expression returned. He quickly put on a pair of white silk gloves, went straight to the eighteenth floor, and arrived at a luxuriously decorated security door.
Taking out a master key, he opened the door in just over ten seconds. Fortunately, there was no safety lock, so he easily entered the apartment.
This was a nearly 200-square-meter duplex apartment, its interiors lavishly decorated with foreign brand-name furniture, giving off a nouveau riche vibe.
At that moment, the sounds of a man and woman making love were emanating from upstairs, completely unaware that a ruthless individual had entered.
Yu Xiangtian strolled around the apartment, selecting two sharp, long fruit knives in the kitchen, and turned on the television, blasting the volume.
The couple upstairs were clearly startled by the sudden television noise; the man, his desire gone, came downstairs naked.
"Xiaomei, did you set a timer on the TV? Why is it so loud!" the man complained as he walked towards the television.
The woman upstairs didn't answer his question; only the sound of running water from the bathroom soon followed.
"Manager Qian, you seem to be having a good time! Have you already forgotten about your brothers in prison?"
Yu Xiangtian quietly approached the man from behind, pressing the cold blade tightly against his crotch. The exposed section of the steel blade revealed his already limp, snotty penis.
Upon hearing this, Manager Qian's fat body trembled. The moment the blade touched his skin, goosebumps erupted all over his body.
"Brother, don't be like that. Everyone in this business is after money. Just say the word, and I'll give you whatever you want."
This Manager Qian was indeed a seasoned veteran; he instantly calmed down and offered his terms.
"Very good, very good. Manager Qian lives up to his reputation, just like your little brother in the crotch, able to stretch and shrink. In that case, let's call down the mistress upstairs! I don't need to tell you how, do I?"
Yu Xiangtian said slowly, the sharp blade in his hand moving slightly.
"Understood, understood, I know what to do, no need for you to trouble yourself." He hurriedly called upstairs, "Xiao Mei, come down quickly, I... I twisted my ankle."
This call indeed brought the woman down.
To Yu Xiangtian's surprise, Xiao Mei, wearing only a bathrobe, was actually a young girl of seventeen or eighteen. The girl's beauty was so stunning that his hand holding the knife, in his nervousness, accidentally cut Qian's testicles.
After her bath, Xiao Mei appeared exceptionally pure and lovely; if it weren't for the earlier gasps and moans, he would have thought she was Qian's daughter. It was clear that the over-fifty-year-old Qian must have spent a considerable amount of money to acquire this beauty.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Seeing Yu Xiangtian holding a knife to Qian's head, Xiao Mei didn't seem particularly panicked; her eyes even held a hint of coldness.
Yu Xiangtian keenly noticed her unusual reaction and raised an eyebrow with amusement. He said calmly, "Miss, don't panic. It's just a robbery. I'll leave once I get the money, and then you can continue your 'old cow eating young grass' game."
Hearing the last sentence, Xiao Mei's face changed, and her eyes flashed with a mixture of shame and anger. However, she didn't vent her anger but obediently walked down the stairs, letting the other party restrain her.
Yu Xiangtian bound Qian's hands tightly with tape, glanced indifferently at the tens of thousands of yuan he had just found in the wardrobe, and sneered, "I don't want to beat around the bush. Open your secret safe, and I'll take the money and leave. I believe you understand that as long as you're alive, you can earn back all this embezzled and bribed money. Otherwise, even if I only cut off your little brother, it will be an irreparable loss to your life! What do you say?"
After saying that, he waved his hand, and the fruit knife flashed and stuck into the sofa between Qian's legs. Although the other party's legs were closed, not a single piece of skin was injured.
Bank Manager Qian shuddered immediately, terrified by the other party's throwing knife skill. In the end, he shook his head helplessly and surrendered, revealing the secret safe hidden under the fireplace and its combination.
Looking at the more than one million yuan in front of him, Yu Xiangtian nodded in satisfaction, then coldly said to Bank Manager Qian, "I'm quite satisfied with today's gains, so our matter is considered settled. Now, let's..."
He was interrupted by Xiao Mei, who said, "Brother, if I tell you the location of the other safe, can you spare my life?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Where is there another safe? Are you crazy?" Bank Manager Qian hurriedly tried to stop Xiao Mei from continuing.
"Oh! Really? But I'm only after money. I never said I wanted to kill you."
Yu Xiangtian stared into her eyes, trying to discern something, but all he saw was calmness and indifference.
Xiao Mei bit her sexy, bright red lips, meeting his gaze without flinching, and said loudly, "You don't need to lie. Your eyes have already said everything. You're not after money at all."
Hearing this, Bank Manager Qian stopped his roaring. He looked at Yu Xiangtian hesitantly, unsure if Xiao Mei was right. However, he knew that Xiao Mei was always very accurate in judging people and situations; she possessed an extraordinary sensitivity and composure.
Yu Xiangtian shook his head, carefully examining the young and beautiful girl before him. He didn't know much about women; his past was always about survival, and women were merely a painting, or rather, an ornament, in reality. But he dared not underestimate women, because his two years in prison were caused by an old woman. Generally speaking, he somewhat disliked women.
But the woman before him was so young and charming. If she were wearing a school uniform and walking down the street, she would definitely be a beautiful and youthful princess; no one would forget her, and no one would dislike her. Now, bound by tape, she appeared unusually fragile and disheveled, yet she exuded a fatal allure, like a cluster of orange candlelight before a moth, attracting every normal man around her. And he, after all, was also a normal man.
"Um... I'm really sorry, I can't guarantee I won't kill you, and I hate women who betray their men, I really hate them, so..." Saying this, he looked at Bank Manager Qian, waiting for his reaction.
Bank Manager Qian immediately understood the implication and knew he couldn't possibly keep his assets today. He decisively replied, "Brother, brother, I was a little greedy just now. You know I risked my life to get this money; you'd keep some for yourself too! But I can see you're a man of your word, so consider this a little something to bolster your confidence. I'll tell you where it is..."
He then showed Yu Xiangtian the safe hidden beneath the toilet.
It was a cleverly concealed safe, not the traditional square type, but integrated into the toilet, with a high-tech titanium alloy sandwiched in the middle. However, Bank Manager Qian dared not tamper with it at this moment, nor did he consider connecting the alarm device to the police early warning system.
Normally, it was just a toilet-shaped money box.
But what was inside this money box was an eye-opener for Yu Xiangtian. There wasn't a single RMB note; it was all US dollars, euros, some stocks and securities, and even two large, high-quality diamonds.
He roughly counted it; there was a staggering five million. It seemed the safe they'd found earlier was just bait for Manager Qian, or perhaps just a place to keep pocket money. This old parasite in the banking world was truly cunning.
Yet his expression remained indifferent, showing no sign of joy. He neatly bundled the money, packed it into a large suitcase, and then began the next step.
Manager Qian watched Yu Xiangtian bustling about, his face growing paler and paler, cold sweat dripping down his face onto the sofa, even soaking a corner of the carpet beneath his feet.
"Brother, brother, a man's word is his bond! You have to...you have to keep your promises! Can we talk this over again? You...you know this money is illicit, and I'm not stupid enough to report it to the police; I'd be in deep trouble then. So what are you worried about? If you leave this city right now, where am I supposed to find you? Don't you think so...brother, brother, you...can you sit down and listen to me for a bit...I...I beg you, brother..." The bank manager became increasingly flustered, finally bursting into tears.
Yu Xiangtian, however, paid no heed, focusing solely on cleaning up any traces that might remain. Before entering, he had already put on cotton shoe covers, and now, besides carefully wiping all the surfaces he had touched, all that remained was figuring out how to set up the murder scene.
[Episode 1] Chapter 2: A Greater Gain
Yu Xiangtian didn't directly open the gas stove; instead, he slightly pulled out the connecting hose, leaving only a small gap. This way, the amount of exposed natural gas wouldn't be large, reaching the explosion threshold long after he left.
Then he dragged Director Qian and Xiaomei to the bed in the bedroom, first covering Director Qian's mouth and nose with a wet towel before saying, "You're quite the actor, I admire that. I told you from the beginning, you haven't forgotten your friends in prison, have you? But you've never mentioned it once, you must have something to hide, right? Actually, I came here just to find some leverage for myself, I didn't want much more. My main purpose was to fulfill a fellow inmate's request; he taught me a lot these past two years, and I can't leave empty-handed. To put your mind at ease, I'll give you a heads-up.
Remember five years ago, you used your power to rape a female employee? She later committed suicide; she was my fellow inmate's sister. To avoid his revenge, you hired someone to drug and rape his nanny, framed him, and even tried to have him killed in prison. But you..." Unexpectedly, he was a notorious thief, and naturally had a few friends in prison, which is why you never succeeded.
That's all. This phone will automatically turn on tomorrow morning, and my cellmate will call this number. That will be when you go to hell, and he will say goodbye to you on the other end of the phone.
At this moment, Bank Manager Qian's eyes rolled back, and he passed out. He probably didn't hear much of what was said after that. Yu Xiangtian removed the towel, took out a syringe, and injected a little hallucinogen into his nostril. Now is not the time to kill him; that should be the cellmate's right.
When Yu Xiangtian covered Xiao Mei with the wet towel, he was surprised to find that she was not flustered at all, still with the same calm and indifferent expression as before. So he hesitated for a moment and asked a question he didn't want to ask.
"Have you been wanting to die for a long time? Aren't you afraid of death?"
Xiao Mei's beautiful eyes didn't blink, but stared into his eyes, as if searching for something.
Just as he gave up asking questions and was about to take action, she suddenly said, "I have another wish that hasn't been fulfilled. Can you help me fulfill it?"
Yu Xiangtian thought for a moment, shrugged, and said, "I can't completely agree. It depends on whether your request will affect my original plan."
Xiao Mei smiled slightly upon hearing this, a hint of something unspeakable appearing in her dark pupils.
"It's very simple, just a small favor, and it won't cost you any of the benefits you've already gained."
"Tell me!"
"Help me invest some money in the nine poorest villages and thirteen townships in the Yimeng Mountains to build a dozen or so schools, so that the children there can have more education, more knowledge, and more opportunities to get ahead."
Yu Xiangtian's face turned cold, but he knew there was more to come, so he continued to ask, "Anything else?"
"If you swear you can do this, I'll tell you about a safe that this bastard has left behind. The contents there are beyond your imagination." Xiao Mei said with a smile, her smile mirroring Yu Xiangtian's coldness.
Yu Xiangtian wasn't surprised; he simply looked at her coldly and asked, "You did this on purpose, didn't you? Do you think I'd be moved and let you go by spouting these tired old stories of good deeds?"
Without hesitation, he covered her face with a damp towel, leaving only her eyes exposed.
Xiao Mei stared at him coldly, showing no sign of pleading. Her eyes appeared even more profound, like bottomless black holes.
Seeing Xiao Mei's breathing nearly cease, Yu Xiangtian frowned. He was facing a difficult decision, because no matter how much he tried to ignore the woman before him, he couldn't escape her abyssal gaze. Finally, he picked up the towel, preventing her from fainting.
Xiao Mei breathed heavily, her already firm breasts heaving beneath the thin bathrobe, her fair, almost colorless skin reflecting a dazzling light.
Yu Xiangtian suppressed his urge to admire her further. He remained relaxed and indifferent, only his tone had softened considerably.
"I almost forgot, you haven't told me where that safe is. Hmm... I think if the money inside exceeds what I've already obtained, I can give half of it, according to your last wishes."
Xiao Mei smiled for the first time, a passionate smile, perhaps because she was breathing heavily, but Yu Xiangtian felt her smile was so "passionate."
"Thank you, I believe you. Actually, it's just a hidden compartment, right below the toilet safe. That's all the dirty money that bastard was laundering for others, he just brought it back today. Although he kept it from me, I installed a fiber optic camera in the bathroom, so I know all his privacy. And he also installed surveillance devices in the room; he doesn't trust anyone except himself." Yu
Xiangtian's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He hadn't expected this bank manager to be so cunning, and the woman in front of him was even more unexpected. It seems these rats in the shadows are indeed not simple; if he has similar plans in the future, he will need to be even more careful.
"Why did you reveal these secrets?" he asked as he stood up.
"Because I still want you to fulfill my wish. If you go to jail, wouldn't I die with regrets?" Xiao Mei smiled, seemingly laughing at herself and at him.
The find in the hidden compartment far exceeded Yu Xiangtian's expectations. Besides a thick stack of Euros, there were also records of the bank manager's embezzlement and bribery. What excited him was that there was also a British-made Colt revolver, several hundred rounds of ammunition, a sleek scope, a silencer, a craft lighter studded with diamonds and gemstones, and a gold card covered in English writing.
The only regret was that all the Euros were in 500-dollar denominations. Although the total amount exceeded 20 million, it would be difficult to spend them in China.
After Yu Xiangtian had packed all the money away, he realized he had made a big mistake. With so much money, it would be difficult for him to take it quietly without being noticed.
So he decisively put the RMB and five million US dollars he had previously obtained back into the hidden compartment of the toilet safe, and placed a total of more than one million RMB and US dollars on the upper level.
Afterwards, he placed over 100,000 RMB in the safe by the fireplace to mislead whoever found the money. Of course, he also kept about 200,000 RMB for himself as pocket money to cover his expenses in Shanghai.
The reason he took the large sum of Euros that he couldn't use temporarily was because he wasn't sure if this cover-up would be exposed. Especially after the natural gas explosion, the public security organs would definitely intervene in the investigation, so he had to sacrifice the small amount to keep the big one. Moreover, in the later stages of his plan, these large sums of Euros would be usable normally.
Back upstairs, he picked up a damp towel and went to Xiaomei's side, asking, "Is there anything else you want to say? Your wish may have to be postponed. The denominations of the money there are too large, and I can't take all the other money at once, so I'll have to put it back for now."
"You are indeed very shrewd, knowing how much you should take. I believe you will fulfill my wish, otherwise I will haunt you even as a ghost. Okay! Come on!"
As she spoke, she closed her eyes, her lips pursed a few times, revealing a calm and firm resolve.
The damp towel was pressed against her face again, covering her eyes. Just when she thought she was about to suffocate, the tape on her hand was suddenly cut. Puzzled, she removed the towel and found the indifferent young man smiling at her. The usually composed woman was startled by this expression; her heart pounded wildly.
Yu Xiangtian found her expression intriguing. It turned out that a beautiful woman's expression was like a vivid painting, captivating him.
He smiled faintly, "I just suddenly remembered that I don't know how to dismantle surveillance equipment, so I wanted to trouble you for help. Of course, if you agree, I can let you go."
Xiao Mei jumped out of bed and rushed into the study, turning on the computer. When Yu Xiangtian came to watch, she explained, "No need for that. I've already taken control of all the surveillance systems and stored several frequently used recordings. I just need to graft them over and cover up today's records." She then quickly manipulated the relevant software, her skill surprising Yu Xiangtian.
"Impressive! She's obviously educated. When will I be able to control what I want like that?" he thought with a sigh.
After a series of actions, he saw that the monitor only showed the bank manager's daily life, even the date displayed in the upper left corner was today. He shook his head in admiration, adding another lesson to his future plans. At
this moment, Xiao Mei was no longer the weak woman he had threatened earlier; instead, she seemed like his accomplice, busily eliminating all traces of her presence. Then, right in front of him, she brazenly took off her bathrobe, revealing her exquisitely sculpted body, and unabashedly put on a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, finally donning a pair of very masculine sunglasses.
She then gathered all her clothes and shoes together, stuffing them into a large bag, before turning back, panting, to Yu Xiangtian, asking, "I'm all packed. Is there anything else that needs tidying up?"
In Yu Xiangtian's opinion, her jeans were rather small; her full hips and slightly protruding vulva constantly reminded him that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"Why aren't you wearing… underwear?" he couldn't help but ask.
Seeing that his answer was irrelevant, Xiao Mei realized that her actions had been a bit too much, so she shrugged and smiled, "Thanks to you, I can finally live the life I want. I don't want to wear any of that jerk's clothes anymore; this outfit is the only one I bought with my own money."
"In that case, you should tidy up your cosmetics! And everything in the bathroom trash can."
Hearing Xiao Mei's explanation, Yu Xiangtian felt a sense of relief. He didn't think too much about why, because it probably had nothing to do with his plan.
The two quietly left the room. Yu Xiangtian locked the security door as before before taking the elevator downstairs.
The building manager downstairs was reading a newspaper. Seeing him come out, he assumed he was impatient and was about to ask if he was leaving when Yu Xiangtian grabbed his collar and dragged him to the corner of the stairs.
"Tell me the truth, did you see any other man come to see Wang Xuan?"
The manager saw the jealous look on his face and guessed that he might have seen something in the room.
So he forced a smile and said helplessly, "Brother, I don't think you come here very often, so you don't know the situation here. Our administrators work in three shifts, and at least during my shift, I haven't seen anyone looking for Miss Wang."
Yu Xiangtian pretended to ponder for a moment before loosening his collar and handing the administrator a hundred yuan, saying, "Sorry, brother, I got a little carried away just now. Take this money and buy yourself a couple of packs of cigarettes! Hey! Actually, I only started sneaking around because I had some suspicions lately. Look, these keys are from her. You know how hard it is for us men? We have to support our wives and kids, support our mistresses, and worry about them spending our money on gigolos. Hey! Don't tell her about this today. Keep these keys and wallet with you. When she comes back, just say you found them at the door, understand?"
He then handed the administrator another hundred yuan, acting like he was paying for his silence.
The administrator nodded happily, forcing a smile, "Understood, understood, I understand everything. I didn't see anyone today, just found a few keys."
Yu Xiangtian strode out of the apartment building, quickly scanning his surroundings. He was a little worried that Xiaomei might take the opportunity to run away. The act he had just put on was to cover her and the suitcase full of money so they could leave quietly. Handing the money over to someone who had just been a victim was quite a risk.
Fortunately, he soon spotted Xiaomei and felt relieved.
"Are you worried I'll abscond with the money? Look at how anxious you are. Do you think I'm that untrustworthy?"
Xiaomei had been hiding in the shadows, so she could see him clearly.
"Hey! You're my wife, so what? Do I have any reason to trust you?"
Yu Xiangtian was also a little annoyed, but he was annoyed that his earlier lapse in judgment had made this woman underestimate him.
"Hmm... that's true! We don't have any relationship that would make each other trust each other. Then why did you dare to hand over the money to me and let me take it out alone?" Xiaomei looked at him sideways, looking quite mischievous.
"It's getting late, we have to catch our train."
After saying that, he picked up the suitcase containing the money and walked out of the neighborhood without looking back.
Xiaomei stuck her tongue out at his back and quickly picked up her bag full of clothes and chased after him. Actually, she herself didn't know why she hadn't run away. If she had simply taken a taxi and left quickly, she believed the man wouldn't have been able to find her. Yet she just stood there foolishly, without any thought of escaping, which is why she was so angry at his distrust.
But why? She didn't have time to think about it, nor did she want to, because they were so similar that they were both afraid to be with each other.
Haicheng Railway Station was still packed with people. Yu Xiangtian had changed back into the clothes he wore when buying the tickets, now a typical migrant worker. He had also stuffed the twenty million euros into the nylon bag on his back. For safety, he had Xiaomei follow behind to prevent the bag from being cut open.
Xiaomei had also thrown away the bag of clothes, now dressed like a college student going home for the New Year. However, her overly tight jeans accentuated her voluptuous figure too obviously, undoubtedly attracting the attention of every man who saw this beautiful sight.
Yu Xiangtian had changed into this outfit to avoid attracting attention, but with such a stunning woman following behind, he had clearly become a projection screen of this beautiful scene. Helpless, he could only grit his teeth and rush to the platform, hoping the train would arrive a few hours early.
Finally, they managed to squeeze onto the train to Shanghai. However, Yu Xiangtian realized he had made another mistake he shouldn't have.
It was the peak of the Spring Festival travel rush. Although the train to Shanghai wasn't as crowded because there were no migrant workers, it was still packed with city dwellers returning home for the New Year. His migrant worker attire made him the center of attention, especially since he was followed closely by a stunningly beautiful woman who made men's eyes pop out.
They only had one ticket with seat numbers, so he had to let Xiaomei sit while he stood. However, he had already stuffed a nylon bag under her seat, so he wouldn't be bothered by anyone staring at him.
The train finally started swaying, gradually leaving the seaside city that had caused them so much pain. They gazed at the city's night view outside the window, recalling their respective bitter and painful experiences.
This was the starting point of their lives; here they truly came to know and understand the world; and it was also here that they lost their most precious things and gained their most important life experiences. What will happen to them next? That's a story for another city.
[Episode 1] Chapter 3: A Perilous Moment
The late night train carriage was like a giant cradle, swaying and accompanied by the clattering of the wheels on the rails, lulling every seated passenger into a hazy slumber.
Xiao Mei had already fallen asleep leaning against her seat, her drooping forehead resting against Yu Xiangtian's back, completely oblivious to his discomfort.
Yu Xiangtian stood upright in the aisle, his back against the chair. For him, standing for several hours was nothing compared to the days and nights of "facing the wall in reflection" in the labor camp. He had already learned which standing posture was least tiring; this upright posture was the culmination of painful experience. According to
an old inmate who had also been punished by standing with him, this posture was the standing meditation method of ancient superior qigong. If one knew the mental techniques of circulating qi, one could take the opportunity to master unparalleled skills. Of course, this old inmate was originally a fake qigong master, swindling people everywhere, and ended up in prison because he killed someone.
Yu Xiangtian naturally couldn't believe this old swindler. His experience told him that as long as he maintained this posture—not thinking about anything, but not falling asleep—he would only feel a little tired after a dozen hours.
However, he was now on high alert, constantly watching his surroundings. His intuition told him there was an extremely dangerous atmosphere in this carriage, and it was gradually intensifying over time.
He slowly scanned the entire carriage and noticed that about a dozen people remained fully awake. He could sense a hint of suspicion in their eyes. Although there were still dozens of people standing in the aisle, his attire seemed to attract the most attention.
Another person caught his special attention. It was a middle-aged man around forty years old, with a thick beard, a straight nose, and slightly sunken eyes that made him look more like a member of an ethnic minority. However, his attire was very Han Chinese, and he spoke with a strong Minnan accent, which was precisely what caught Yu Xiangtian's attention.
Generally speaking, even if someone from out of town has lived in the Minnan region for a long time, they will still retain the characteristics of their local accent, unless several generations have lived there. In the relatively recent two or three decades since the reform and opening up, this is not very common. The man was very talkative and very familiar with the customs and traditions of the south, but Yu Xiangtian felt he was hiding something.
Just then, he felt Xiao Mei gently poking him from behind, so he turned around and saw her stand up.
"Sit down for a while! Let's switch places," she said softly.
Yu Xiangtian didn't want to sit down, but Xiao Mei tugged hard at his sleeve, indicating she had something to say.
Standing at a good 1.82 meters tall, Yu Xiangtian could easily whisper in Xiao Mei's ear if he sat down; if they switched places, this gesture would be extremely noticeable.
Xiao Mei was also around 1.7 meters tall, so she leaned down slightly and whispered in his ear, "I have a bad feeling. It's like we're being watched. I don't think it's that thing; it's probably something else. The media's been saying lately that smuggling and drug trafficking are rampant in Haicheng. Maybe it's because of this."
Yu Xiangtian nodded slightly, not saying anything, but acknowledging the possibility.
Xiao Mei glanced at the middle-aged man diagonally opposite her and said to him again, "The guy you've been paying attention to is from Xinjiang. His Minnan dialect sounds strange, like he's a returned overseas student."
Yu Xiangtian was taken aback and looked at her in surprise.
Xiao Mei covered her mouth and laughed, "What's so strange about that? I just heard it from others."
He couldn't help but sigh, thinking, "Talking to this girl is so effortless. Just one expression is enough for her to guess what you're thinking. How could such a clever girl become someone's mistress?"
But despite his thoughts, he didn't press the matter.
Just then, he saw several train attendants walking from one end of the carriage, seemingly checking tickets, but their eyes were clearly alert.
He leaned close to Xiao Mei's ear and said, "When the attendants come over, get a new ticket. If they ask about your luggage, say it's yours. If they ask anything else, say I'm helping you with your luggage, we have no relationship."
Xiao Mei pursed her lips and nodded noncommittally, but Yu Xiangtian felt she hadn't listened at all.
The attendants approached the two of them, visibly nervous.
When Xiao Mei offered to buy a new ticket, one of them suddenly said, "Need a new ticket? Go to carriage number ten." As she spoke, she put a stack of tickets behind her back, clearly with ulterior motives.
They were in carriage number four, and Xiao Mei naturally understood what was going on. She immediately frowned and complained, "It's so far! Honey, you should buy a ticket!"
Saying this, she hugged Yu Xiangtian's shoulder and shook him a few times in a playful, coquettish manner.
Several train attendants were clearly surprised; it seemed different from what they had expected.
Yu Xiangtian hadn't expected Xiao Mei to say that either, but he knew she had likely cleared up what wasn't a misunderstanding. So he immediately pinched her cheek affectionately and stood up to walk towards carriage number ten. The attendant holding the ticket holder even followed him, seemingly to process his paperwork.
Suddenly, Xiao Mei called out from behind, "Honey, do you have any change? Here, I have some."
She then stuffed a small wallet into his hand and winked.
Yu Xiangtian opened the wallet on the way and found dozens of RMB bills of varying denominations, as well as a student ID. Opening the student ID, he was surprised to find that it had Xiao Mei's photo on it.
This photo was clearly taken several years ago. Against a black and white background, a lively and shy young girl, with a ponytail, gazes happily and innocently ahead, her deep, bright eyes filled with hope and confidence.
The girl in the photo is so thin, clearly malnourished, but the vibrant energy of her youth and her indescribable joy overshadow this flaw. For some reason, Yu Xiangtian stared at the photo, lost in thought. A familiar feeling welled up inside him, yet he couldn't quite place it.
"Feng Zhanmei, first-year undergraduate at Southern University of Science and Technology," Yu Xiangtian murmured softly, as if each word before him shone with golden light.
"Hey! Sir, you can buy your ticket here! I happen to have one left." Perhaps feeling there was no need to continue the act, the flight attendant stopped halfway through the journey and casually asked, "How old are you? Why are you married so early?"
"Married? Oh! That's what we call her. She's still in school!" Yu Xiangtian replied casually as well.
"What are you going to Shanghai for? Why are you dressed like a migrant worker?" The flight attendant clearly got to the point.
"Going to visit relatives at her second uncle's house. I've taken on some construction work in Haicheng, and I was in such a rush that I forgot to change clothes.
Anyway, I'll have to change into something new when I get to Shanghai." The ticket purchase was completed quickly. While Yu Xiangtian was getting his money, the sharp-eyed flight attendant noticed the student ID and peeked at it. Of course, Yu Xiangtian had deliberately let him see it.
"Hey! A top student from Southern University of Science and Technology! How do you two know each other?" The flight attendant looked curious, but clearly somewhat disbelieving.
"We're both from the mountains, we've lived in the same village since we were little, but she was good at studying and got into university. I'm not so good, I can only make a living with my skills. Luckily, I've done alright these past few years, and finally I've established myself in Haicheng. Last year, when I was contracting the dormitory building at Southern University of Science and Technology, I met her. Since we're from the same hometown, we got together after a while."
The two talked as they walked back. Fortunately, Yu Xiangtian was indeed from the mountains, so a few words in his local dialect were enough to fool them.
Back in carriage number four, Yu Xiangtian found that the train attendants were still surrounding Xiaomei and arguing with her.
"I already told you, the bag only contains some old books and my old clothes. Do you know how hard it was for me to pack it? You can tell just by touching it, why do you have to open it?" Xiaomei said angrily, refusing to move her legs that were blocking the nylon bag.
"We're very sorry, this is our job, please cooperate with the inspection. Don't worry, if necessary, we will help you repack it." The attitude of a newly arrived attendant became noticeably firmer.
Seeing this, Yu Xiangtian quickly squeezed forward and politely said to the flight attendant, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we were in a bit of a rush when we came out, and we didn't pack her underwear properly. It's really inconvenient to have it exposed in front of so many people. There are only some old books inside besides clothes. You can feel them if you don't believe me."
However, the flight attendant was unyielding and simply said, "Fine! Since it's inconvenient, please come with me to the flight attendant's room for an inspection!"
Yu Xiangtian knew that he couldn't escape this situation no matter how much he refused. There were flight attendants all around, and plainclothes officers were clearly hiding among the passengers. He didn't even have a chance to escape, let alone with Xiao Mei, a weak woman, by his side.
Just as he was feeling desperate and unwilling, Xiao Mei suddenly pointed to the middle-aged man diagonally opposite him and shouted loudly, "You want to check for dangerous goods, right? Then check him first. It's in that beverage can next to him."
This shout took everyone by surprise, and everyone instinctively followed her finger and looked at the middle-aged man.
The man was coldly watching the commotion, never expecting such a turn of events. His face changed drastically, and his hands instinctively reached for the net bag at his feet, which contained more than a dozen bottles of Pepsi.
Yu Xiangtian was the first to react. He was facing the man sideways, and upon hearing this, his mind
raced. He immediately delivered a side kick, sending the man flying towards the window before he could even touch the cans. The man was incredibly unlucky; because he was leaning forward, his head was positioned directly in front of the table edge, and the powerful kick sent his temple slamming into the table corner. With a muffled thud, he was knocked unconscious without a sound. Xiao Mei's
movements were surprisingly swift; she had already ducked into the aisle and grabbed the net bag.
Several flight attendants then reacted, rushing towards the fallen middle-aged man. At the same time, five or six plainclothes officers leaped from their seats and charged towards the scene.
The situation was utterly chaotic. Screams erupted throughout the carriage, and the aisle was crowded and trampled. Yu Xiangtian, who had hoped to escape, could only look up to the sky and sigh, lamenting his doom.
Xiao Mei, however, looked smug and showed no intention of fleeing. She jumped onto a seat, carrying a net bag, and reached for a can of drink to confirm her suspicions.
An undercover officer below, unable to intervene, witnessed this and cried out in horror, "Don't pull it! Don't pull it! It's a bomb!"
Xiao Mei froze, her beautiful face drained of color. Yu Xiangtian, realizing the danger, quickly took the net bag and distanced himself from the crowd.
The situation finally calmed down, and the undercover officers evacuated all the passengers from the carriage. Upon hearing that there was a bomb, passengers in the two nearby carriages also fled in panic to the back, until they could not advance any further.
Carriage number four was suddenly quiet.
Several bomb experts gently took the beverage can from Yu Xiangtian's hand, took out an instrument to test it for a while, and then nodded and said, "This is it, the most powerful liquid explosive in the world. It's a hand-operated one; it won't explode if you don't pull the pin."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. The train attendants even took out handkerchiefs to wipe their cold sweat, exclaiming, "My God! That was so close!"
A plainclothes officer, clearly a leader, approached Yu Xiangtian, warmly shaking his hand and saying, "Brother, thank you so much! If it weren't for your timely kick, we and the passengers in the nearby carriages would all be dead."
He then explained the whole situation to the two men and apologized profusely for the previous misunderstanding.
It turned out that these plainclothes officers were agents of the National Security Bureau. A few days ago, they received intelligence that a group of East Turkestan organization members had infiltrated inland provinces and cities, preparing to carry out several bombings during the Spring Festival travel rush. Thanks to the timely intelligence, the National Security Bureau had successfully arrested most of the members, except for this particular group.
Yu Xiangtian didn't want to deal with these people; otherwise, a little investigation of him and Xiaomei would surely expose them. So he quickly requested confidentiality, saying he didn't want to get into trouble and hoped to arrange for them to leave the crowded hard-seat carriage.
The intelligence leader had just received instructions from his superiors and was about to request secrecy, so both sides quickly reached an agreement, saving a lot of trouble.
The train slowly came to a stop in a hilly area. According to orders, for safety reasons, the bomb was to be detonated on-site in the field.
After the carriages came to a complete stop, the bomb expert carefully carried the beverage can towards the carriage door. Just as he was about to reach the door, a person suddenly rushed out of the adjacent washroom. This person had obviously been hiding inside, but because the door had been locked by the train attendants, no one suspected that there was an East Turkestan member inside.
The bomb expert reacted quickly, taking advantage of his height, he raised the beverage can high above his head, preventing the person from succeeding immediately, but the person then pulled out a sharp dagger and stabbed him in the chest and abdomen.
At this time, half of the intelligence agents had already disembarked to guard the area, and the other half were almost all on guard at the doors at both ends of the carriage. Only Yu Xiangtian and Xiao Mei were waiting in the middle of the carriage for the next instructions, so the situation was extremely critical.
In truth, Yu Xiangtian had been extremely tense, because any oversight at this moment could lead to irreparable regret. Therefore, he remained constantly vigilant, watching the agents' every move. When the East Turkestan member suddenly rushed out, he was secretly clutching a slender fruit knife. In this life-or-death situation, without thinking, he flicked his wrist and threw the blade.
A flash of cold light streaked through the carriage, instantly piercing the East Turkestan member's hand. The man let out a muffled groan, and the knife fell to the ground. The agents in front reacted quickly, drawing their pistols and firing four or five shots, killing the assailant in the hail.
This sudden turn of events nearly scared the previous agent team leader to death. If the bomb they had acquired had been detonated, even if he survived, he would be executed by the state. Therefore, his gratitude towards Yu Xiangtian was beyond words.
After hastily detonating the bomb, he immediately arranged for the two to stay in a separate sleeper compartment and repeatedly expressed his gratitude. However, Yu Xiangtian still hoped that he could keep the story of saving someone with the flying knife a secret, which made him admire the young man even more.
Finally, he handed over a business card and said, "My name is Yan Fengqi. This is my personal phone number. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, be sure to contact me. Even in America, there are some things I can still do." After saying that, he left the compartment and closed the door for the two.
After a while, until the train started moving again, the two finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Xiaomei remembered something, jumped up, and said angrily, "Hey! Honey, don't you think these people are too sexist? I was the one who gave the warning first, why don't they thank me at all?"
Yu Xiangtian knew that she was still a little wary, but he clearly felt a genuine sincerity from Yan Fengqi, so he thought it was unlikely that someone was eavesdropping.
He admired Xiaomei's caution, and now he increasingly felt that this beautiful young woman was like a reflection of his own woman; aside from slight differences in personality, they were strikingly similar in other aspects. Moreover, he realized he was inferior to her in many ways, most notably in his ability to observe and judge his surroundings.
"Don't worry, wife, it's all over now. Why are you still worrying about these things?" In the end, he decided to learn from her; regardless of whether it was safe now, caution was always a good thing.
Upon hearing him call her "wife," Xiaomei paused in her pacing. After a moment's hesitation, she turned around and stared at him, asking, "What did you call me just now?"
Yu Xiangtian suddenly remembered his plan, quickly composed himself, and changed his somewhat gentle expression to indifference before saying calmly, "I wanted to tell you not to worry. Yan Fengqi won't investigate us; I can tell that. Once we get to Nanjing, you can get off the train! I'll give you half of this money, because without your quick thinking, we might have been finished long ago." He
didn't dare look her in the eye as he said this, only lowering his head and pretending to tighten his shoelaces, but he still felt the temperature in the carriage drop a few degrees.
After a moment of silence, Xiaomei said coldly, "I know, you don't need to tell me, I'll go to Nanjing anyway. But you promised me you'd donate to build the school, you must keep your word."
Another silence followed, then Yu Xiangtian suddenly asked, "How much do you need? I have over 200,000 here, you can take it all."
"I don't need that much. In the Yimeng Mountains, a family with an annual income exceeding 1,000 yuan is considered wealthy. 100,000 yuan is enough to live comfortably there for a lifetime," Xiaomei said calmly, like a wise monk who had seen through the ways of the world.
Yu Xiangtian looked at her in astonishment, suddenly realizing how different she was from him. If his future path might be heading towards hell, then she was now flying towards heaven.
"You...you're going to live in the Yimeng Mountains? Why?" He couldn't help but ask hesitantly.
Xiao Mei suddenly turned around, her back to him, and looked up at the starry sky outside the window, saying, "It's nothing. I'm just a mountain girl from there. I experienced the dirty baptism of the outside world, and then returned to my pure but poor hometown with a lot of money, dreaming of cleansing my no-longer-clean body and soul. What's wrong with that?"
As she turned around, Yu Xiangtian suddenly noticed a flash of white before his eyes. Looking closely, he saw a breathtakingly beautiful scene that made his face flush and his heart race.
[Episode 1] Chapter 4: Ecstasy in a Moment of Faint Sorrow
It turned out that during the previous adventure, Xiao Mei's overly tight jeans had torn due to her vigorous movements, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, plump skin on her buttocks. Since she wasn't wearing underwear, her alluring cleft was directly exposed to Yu Xiangtian's eyes. If he wanted, he could simply lower his head slightly and see the lush grass in the shadows.
Seeing this beautiful sight, Yu Xiangtian involuntarily swallowed, his mouth dry, and asked, "You...you're still a college student, aren't you? Why don't you finish your studies before going back?"
Xiao Mei suddenly bent down, propped herself up on the table with her arms, and continued gazing at the starry sky, saying, "College student? Do you know what college students are studying for these days? Work, a raise, a career, better connections in society—aren't they all just those vulgar things? I've already given up my most precious thing; I don't want to waste my youth anymore."
Her actions almost made Yu Xiangtian's nose bleed. No matter how calm and resolute he considered himself, he was still a virgin, a virgin who hadn't even read a pornographic novel or watched porn.
In prison, he often heard the older inmates tell dirty jokes and stories, but how could that auditory stimulation compare to such blatant temptation before him?
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a gentle knock.
Xiao Mei was about to turn around to see who it was when she was suddenly grabbed and hugged around the waist by a strong force. When she realized what was happening, she found herself sitting on Yu Xiangtian's lap.
Thinking he was putting on an act, she quickly softened her body and snuggled into his arms before saying, "Please come in."
The deliveryman entered, and upon seeing the intimate scene in the room, he quickly said, "Excuse me, this is a late-night snack prepared for you two. Please enjoy."
He then hurriedly closed the door and left. Xiao Mei locked the door from the inside to prevent further disturbance. After a while, she realized something was wrong, because Yu Xiangtian showed no intention of letting go.
She looked up in surprise and found that the man's face was comparable to Guan Yu's.
"You…you're open up, so…"
At this point, Yu Xiangtian realized his explanation was only adding fuel to the fire. His previously suppressed desire suddenly erupted, and his erection became painfully hard.
Xiao Mei immediately understood the situation; the "burning heat" below was so direct and real, undoubtedly surpassing any verbal reminder.
Her face flushed even more deeply, and Yu Xiangtian noticed that the back of her neck had also turned pink. She struggled to sit up, but her body was limp and even weaker than before.
Several failed attempts only tormented the man's lower body, making him feel as if he had been tormented in hell several times over.
Finally, Yu Xiangtian had to order, "Don't move, just sit there and don't move, let me..."
Xiao Mei misunderstood him, thinking he was going to assault her. At this moment, her emotions were extremely complicated, and she didn't know if she wanted him to take liberties with her. After a while, his trembling yet firm hands slowly lifted her up and placed her on the bed next to him.
Xiao Mei secretly glanced at him and found that his face had already returned to calm, but his breathing was still a little rapid.
"Don't worry, I still have this much willpower, otherwise I might as well be like you and hide back in the mountains to be a rich man."
Yu Xiangtian thought he had explained it well, but he didn't know that he had greatly hurt Xiao Mei's fragile self-esteem.
Initially, Xiaomei felt a mixture of disappointment and relief. She had always admired Yu Xiangtian because he displayed a courage and ruthlessness she herself lacked. If he had taken her body just now, she would never have struggled or resisted, even though she hated men's genitals the most.
So far, she had only been with one old man, the bank manager, and that old man's genitals were perhaps the ugliest and most impotent of all men. Therefore, in Xiaomei's mind, men were all like that genitals—synonyms for greed and ugliness.
However, Yu Xiangtian had begun to shatter this notion. His actions had established a tough-guy image in the young girl's mind, especially since this tough-guy was about her age. Therefore, she couldn't tolerate his contempt, even the slightest verbal disapproval.
"What do you mean by that? I think wanting to go back to my hometown is cowardly? It's escapism? Hmph! You underestimate me. I just want to go home and rest. In this cruel and intense world, rest and hard work are equally important. Those who commit suicide or suffer mental breakdowns do so because they don't understand this." Xiaomei said indignantly, though she didn't really know what she meant.
Yu Xiangtian looked at her suspiciously, and explained hesitantly, "That's not what I meant. I meant I still have some willpower when it comes to women, and I've rested enough. I don't want to waste any more of my precious youth."
Xiao Mei, however, became increasingly annoyed, thinking, "Do you think you're so great just because you're a man? I'll make sure your willpower collapses."
With that thought, she suddenly smiled charmingly and moved closer to Yu Xiangtian, saying, "Of course, you big men need to be strong-willed, otherwise how can you achieve great things? We little women just want to live a peaceful life, which is why I want to go home and rest! But I've always had a wish I want to fulfill, and before I leave you, I hope you can help me with this."
After saying that, she suddenly leaned over to the food cart, pretending to be very picky about what she was choosing, but her upturned buttocks were facing Yu Xiangtian, and she swayed back and forth, doing her best to seduce him.
Yu Xiangtian painfully closed his eyes, trying to avoid seeing her and getting annoyed, when suddenly he felt a weight on his legs, and a soft, fragrant body pressed down on his manhood.
He looked down and saw Xiao Mei looking at him with a charming gaze. Her slender fingers held a thick sausage between her fingers like a flower, slowly swallowing and spitting it out of her cherry-like mouth. She was also humming softly as if she had a cold, as if she were eating a lollipop instead of a sausage.
Yu Xiangtian felt a tickling, wet sensation in his nostrils, so he quickly forced himself to distract himself and asked with difficulty, "You...you said you had another wish? Why did you stop? Do you want more money?"
Seeing his embarrassed expression, Xiao Mei suddenly chuckled, and after a long pause, said shyly, "I used to have a very unhappy life, and because of that, I hate men—all men. I don't think that will change, but I still want a child. As a woman, life without children is incomplete. Now, only you can make me feel less repulsed, so I want you to give me a child, right here. Then I'll get off in Nanjing, and we'll never see each other again. Of course, you won't be able to find me later; I might not even go back to the Yimeng Mountains."
Xiao Mei had originally intended to tease Yu Xiangtian to relieve her earlier frustration. But as she spoke, she realized she genuinely felt this way; it seemed that having a child with this man would allow her to be reborn, no longer lonely and isolated.
Yu Xiangtian was stunned for a long time before he finally reacted. He had heard the older inmates jokingly recount stories of how someone seduced a woman, got her pregnant, and then abandoned her, leaving the woman to raise the child alone, only to have the man steal the child away, resulting in her tragic death… and so on.
However, the older inmates hadn't explained the specific steps to getting pregnant, so he didn't know that sexual intercourse was the direct means of pregnancy.
"You… what did you say? You want a child? But… but I didn't seduce you, how can I get you pregnant?" he asked, somewhat dazed.
To be honest, he didn't even know what he was saying; he just felt his mouth open as he looked at the sausage between the other man's fingers. Xiao Mei clearly misunderstood his true intentions; she thought this man was boasting about his strong will and his resistance to her seduction. So, she steeled herself and took off her shirt. Instantly, two snow-white, trembling breasts emitted a dazzling white light, instantly blinding him.
"I know you're very determined, but this is just a small request. Can you really bear to refuse? Actually, I don't want you to waver. Just sit still and let your instincts run wild. I'll take care of everything."
With that, she reached her slender hand to Yu Xiangtian's crotch, deftly untying his glans, and then, like a snake, freeing his long-erect penis.
Yu Xiangtian felt like he was going crazy. Two extremely contradictory feelings clashed and battled in his mind. One was the shame and indignation of being grabbed by a woman, the other was the extreme pleasure. These two feelings rose and fell, dragging out the time. Only when her hair obscured his vision, and his penis entered a warm, slippery cave, did he completely abandon his shame and indignation, wanting only to continue to feel pleasure.
At this moment, a little jealousy rose in his heart. He was jealous that he hadn't even had the chance to taste the sweetness of those alluring cherry lips, while his penis had already taken the lead. She'll probably feel really down about this later!
Xiaomei has never performed oral sex on a man before. That old man had asked her to, but she absolutely refused. Being pinned down by a man is already the most painful thing in the world; if she had to use her mouth to face something so ugly, she'd rather commit suicide immediately.
However, she had seen many such scenes in pornographic films, all of which were shown to her by Bank Manager Qian to stimulate his lust, and he also forced her to watch them. Otherwise, how would she know that swallowing sausages was the most fatal sexual temptation for a man?
But when she took out Yu Xiangtian's big thing, she was surprised to find that men's penises could be such beautiful varieties. If Bank Manager Qian's ugly thing was a withered and rotten foxtail grass, then Yu Xiangtian's treasure was a blooming and beautiful red peony. So she couldn't help but want to try it like the actresses in pornographic films, and then she finally discovered that it was the most stimulating thing she had ever sucked in her life, stimulating her deepest desires.
Because she was too immersed in this stimulation, she forgot what she should be doing. Besides, how could a real virgin withstand such torture with her mouth? A few minutes later, Yu Xiangtian, in a state of almost painful pleasure, gushed out his first life-giving spring.
Xiao Mei was overwhelmed by the intense throbbing, losing her senses and involuntarily swallowing the nectar, which she then surprisingly tasted as a rich, mellow flavor reminiscent of glutinous rice wine.
"Your wish has come true, hasn't it? Ah! No wonder men love seducing women, so this is what it feels like!" As the pleasure subsided, Yu Xiangtian cautiously asked.
In truth, the gates of desire within him had been completely opened. Like all young men, once they experienced pleasure for the first time, they wanted to savor it again and again until they were completely exhausted.
Xiao Mei was still savoring the sensations and didn't hear his last words. It wasn't until Yu Xiangtian helped her put on her shirt that she realized she had swallowed the seed of life.
Looking at Yu Xiangtian's smug expression, as if he had accomplished his mission, she suddenly understood that this man was nothing but a clueless virgin.
Thinking of this, she suddenly burst into tears. Why? Was it the memory of her painful first time, or the man's innocence that made her feel inferior? "I don't know, maybe it's anything!" Anyway, she was crying terribly, and ignoring the tear in her pants, she rushed out of the sleeper compartment and ran outside.
Yu Xiangtian was completely dumbfounded. Women are so strange. Hadn't his wish already been granted? Why was she still crying, and crying so hard? Was she worried about how hard it would be to raise a child? Yes! It must be very hard for a woman to raise a child alone. Even the old inmates cursed those men as worse than animals. If he just let her leave like that, wouldn't he be just as despicable as those men? Sigh! If he had known this would happen, he should have refused her request earlier.
After thinking for a few minutes, he finally made up his mind. Although doing so would affect his original plans, he couldn't let his child and the child's mother suffer.
Xiao Mei's tears continued to flow silently. She leaned against the glass of the carriage door, staring blankly at the earth outside where the morning light was beginning to appear.
Fortunately, this was a sleeper compartment, and it was early morning when people were still sound asleep. Otherwise, anyone passing by and seeing a girl with her bare buttocks exposed, crying and staring blankly would be quite frightened.
"Is Nanjing here...? Nanjing is almost here... Nanjing, hurry up and come... Why isn't Nanjing here yet..." These were the only words that echoed in her chaotic mind.
Perhaps her anticipation worked; the city's tall buildings gradually appeared on both sides of the railway tracks, and Nanjing was truly approaching.
A slow, deliberate footstep sounded behind her; perhaps it was the train attendant coming to open the door. Once the door opened, she could leave the carriage and stop thinking about that man.
Suddenly, she felt someone touch her buttocks. Only then did she realize that her back was exposed. She frantically tried to cover herself, but found an outer garment tucked into her waist. Turning around, she saw Yu Xiangtian, a rare smile on his face.
"A naked girl running around the streets, this headline will definitely be on the front page of the Nanjing Daily. Hehe!" He told a joke for the first time, but it didn't seem to move the woman.
"Give it to me!" Xiao Mei said, holding out her hands.
"What?"
"You forgot so quickly? You promised me 100,000 yuan, do you want me to starve?!"
"Sorry, I don't want to give it to you anymore..." Yu Xiangtian smiled again, suddenly realizing that he had smiled more that day than in the past nineteen years combined.
"You... fine... you win, we'll see..." Xiao Mei was completely furious. She had just thought this man was so pure, but his heart was blacker than anyone else's.
"I just want to tell you, I can't just give my child and his mother 100,000 yuan. I want to raise him myself and take care of them. Although this will inevitably affect my original plans, it's not a big problem." Yu Xiangtian said seriously, feeling he must have done the right thing, because the woman opposite him opened her mouth in an "O" shape for the first time, a look of surprise that pleased him greatly. It
took Xiao Mei a long time to sort out her thoughts. How could this man be so frighteningly shrewd at times, and so idiotic at others? Should she explain some basic physiological knowledge to him now?
In the end, she decided not to say anything. After her cathartic sobs, she found herself having come to terms with many things. At least she no longer felt so strongly about going back to her hometown. Perhaps going with this man to see his plans wouldn't be so bad. What kind of grand plan did this complex and contradictory man have? That was something she was eagerly anticipating.
Back in the carriage, the two began eating their now-cold late-night snack.
Xiao Mei, now refreshed, grabbed a greasy pig's trotter and stuffed it into her mouth. Yu Xiangtian, on the other hand, ate with extreme elegance, chewing each bite meticulously and savoring every bite, paying close attention to the balance of meat and vegetables.
Xiao Mei didn't notice Yu Xiangtian's strange behavior until she had devoured most of the pig's trotter. Curious, she asked, "Does it taste good like this? Is there any scientific reason behind it?"
Yu Xiangtian chewed the food in his mouth dozens of times before swallowing it and said, "There's no scientific reason. In prison, good food is scarce. Eating slowly and carefully means eating more."
"Are these train meals considered good food?"
"To me, everything outside prison is good, especially the food."
Hearing this, Xiao Mei slowed down her eating.
She was thinking about her life.
Before, she only wanted life to pass quickly, just like her way of eating. In the process of wolfing down food, she naturally couldn't appreciate the true taste of good food, but she also didn't feel much for bad food either. That was her purpose in eating quickly.
But now it was different. Her future was in her own hands. She should be like the man beside her, savoring the deliciousness of food and appreciating the beauty of life.
So, she started watching Yu Xiangtian eat, and then tried to imitate him. Gradually, she really began to appreciate the sweetness and deliciousness of the food, although it would probably taste even better when it was hot. They
still had a few hours until their final destination, Shanghai, which was enough time for them to get a good night's sleep. However, when they lay down, they realized that the day's experiences had been too stimulating, making it difficult to fall asleep immediately. So they started chatting idly, their conversation disorganized but interesting.
"I still don't know your name!"
"Yu Xiangtian."
"Was that your name before?"
"I had many names before. The earliest was Yu Dashu, then I adopted the pseudonym Yu Dafu, and later Yu Qiuyu, but I only recognize the name Yu Xiangtian." "
Yu Xiangtian is a very nice name. You're quite good at choosing names. If I were to name someone, I'd call them Yu Meiren (虞美人)."
"That's not bad, just a bit common."
"What?! That's an ancient Chinese ci (词) title. How come you don't know anything about it?"
"Fine! You understand, that's all. You can educate the kids from now on!"
"You...you're such an idiot. But calling you an idiot doesn't quite add up. By the way, when I offered to tell you the location of the safe and beg you to let me go, why didn't you agree? Do you really hate women like you say?"
"No, I just knew you definitely didn't have the password, so I figured I might as well just ask Manager Qian."
"Why didn't you kill me later? Don't lie to me and say you were moved by what I said."
"I was moved by you, but not by your words, but by your eyes...and of course, your breasts."
"You're so annoying, you're just as lecherous as other men."
"Wait until I become a eunuch, then you can sing my praises!"
"Do you like me now? Or rather, do you even feel a little bit of love for me?"
"...That's not part of my plan."
Then, they finally fell asleep in their silence.
[Episode 1] Chapter 5: Super Criminal Investigation Expert
Yan Zheng traded two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes for a chance to make a phone call.
It's strange enough for a prisoner to insist on making a phone call at three in the morning. However, in the past two years, the prison has also implemented some revenue-generating projects, including installing a public telephone in each cell. Of course, every prisoner making a call must undergo "strict screening," and Yan Zheng pays for the screening with two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes.
"With that kid's shrewdness and ruthlessness, he should have it all sorted out by now!" Yan Zheng thought to himself as he lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, and then hesitantly picked up the receiver.
With a "beep," the call connected, and he knew that Yu Xiangtian had succeeded. He immediately burst into a tirade: "Damn it! You old bastard, old turtle, old beast, you think I can't deal with you in prison? Go to hell..."
The more he cursed, the more satisfied he felt, as if the pent-up anger and resentment of the past few years were released in these curses.
"~~187, what are you yelling about? Don't you know it's the middle of the night? Do you want to be put in solitary confinement?!" The guard on duty was startled by his loud cursing and shouted angrily.
"Sorry, sorry, I've already finished. My relative is such a jerk, I was really angry if I didn't give him a piece of my mind. Hehe!"
He then staggered towards his cell, a satisfied smile on his face. His left leg had been crippled by someone hired by Bank Manager Qian, but now he'd gotten his revenge.
At three in the morning, a huge explosion woke up all the residents in downtown Haicheng. More than a dozen fire trucks quickly arrived at the scene and extinguished the fire.
After confirming the victim's identity, the police chief personally led a team to the scene, but when he arrived at the residential area, he found that the mayor of Haicheng had already arrived.
The criminal investigation team leader, who was conducting the on-site investigation, immediately reported to the two leaders, finally shaking his head and saying, "The scene has been destroyed by the fire and water cannons, and we can't find any valuable clues. For now, we can only conclude that it was an accidental leak of natural gas, which ignited and caused the explosion."
"Is that all? I'm afraid this level of investigation will hardly satisfy the central government!" The mayor knew many little-known inside stories, so he seemed worried.
"President Qian is currently in charge of the allocation of UN aid funds. His passing will likely affect this considerable international aid!" the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee said with regret.
The mayor was silent for a moment, then instructed the Director of Public Security, "We must find something convincing. If your criminal investigation capabilities are insufficient, I can help you borrow a few experts from the central government."
The Director of Public Security blushed and immediately said, "That won't be necessary. We also have top-notch criminal investigation experts, who are only better than those sent from above, definitely no worse."
"Oh! Top-notch experts? Then why don't you immediately transfer him to handle this case?" the mayor asked, somewhat annoyed.
"Because... because this expert is currently suspended from duty for investigation and has not yet been reinstated," the Director of Public Security replied somewhat dryly.
"Suspended from duty for investigation? What mistake did he make... let's not talk about it now. The priority is to handle this case first. We can talk about the investigation later!" the mayor said anxiously.
"Yes, I'll call him immediately."
As he spoke, the Director of Public Security took out his phone and dialed the number he usually least wanted to call, but sometimes had to.
Fortunately, the other party's phone wasn't off, and the signal was quickly reconnected.
"Hey! Is this Han Feiyu? This is Lao Qiao. The bureau has decided to temporarily reinstate you to your original position. You need to come to the Rich Man's Residential Complex immediately; there's a very important case here that you need to investigate. What? You're already at the scene? Don't you know you're under investigation? Do you know the consequences of such unauthorized action… Never mind, just get on with the investigation! We'll deal with your problems later."
Hanging up the phone, Director Qiao awkwardly noticed that the mayor and the surrounding government officials were all looking at him strangely, as if they had all figured something out.
"Hehe! This… this expert's work ability is undeniable, but his lifestyle is too casual. Our bureau's party committee is currently criticizing and educating him," Lao Qiao said, trying to save face.
Han Feiyu, male, 28 years old, graduated from the Chinese People's Police University. He was sent abroad for four years of study and worked at Scotland Yard, the FBI, and the Special Criminal Investigation Division of Interpol. Two years ago, Han Feiyu returned to China, declining invitations from the Ministry of Public Security and the State Security Bureau, and came to Haicheng City alone to become the head of the city's Criminal Investigation Department.
In those two years, Han Feiyu solved 168 cases, both old and new, making Haicheng City the prefecture-level city with the highest crime-solving rate in the country that year.
Yet, this legendary figure was suspended from his duties by the city bureau eighteen times in those two years, averaging one investigation per month. The reasons for the investigations were varied: illicit relationships, accepting bribes, protecting organized crime, embezzling funds intended as evidence, violent interrogation, excessive use of firearms, and so on.
If Haicheng weren't a coastal open city with a high number of criminal cases, Director Qiao, regardless of his past reputation, would have kicked him out of the police force long ago. Of course, his rapid rise from criminal investigation team leader to bureau chief was also largely due to Han Feiyu's numerous case-solving achievements, so as long as this troublesome individual didn't go too far, he still wanted to retain this ace in the criminal investigation field.
Han Feiyu squatted on the TV cabinet, surveying the now-vastly flooded floor. He had already checked upstairs and was now inspecting downstairs.
Many people stood around him, mostly young, his admirers. In Haicheng City, everyone involved in criminal investigations held him in high esteem, for so far, there hadn't been a single case he couldn't solve.
"Based on the clues found upstairs, I can conclude that this wasn't done by an experienced person. However, this person was shrewd, meticulous, planned, and extremely cautious. He was wearing shoes at least two sizes too big and gloves. He used two fruit knives from the kitchen to threaten the victim on the sofa, where there was a fresh knife hole, likely caused by a flying object. The upstairs bed clearly had two people sleeping there and engaged in some kind of primitive physical labor. There were only one person's clothes in the room, and because they were so clean, it could only mean that someone had deliberately tidied them up. So, it's possible that the murderer took away one of the people who were originally in the bed, and that person was definitely a woman."
Han Feiyu spoke slowly, his eyes searching the wall for something, finally settling on the European-style fireplace in the hall.
The loyal listeners around him quickly took notes, afraid of forgetting any important words. Some of the smarter ones were recording with a miniature recorder, their eyes fixed on their handsome idol with adoration.
"Chief Han, how did you determine that the person was wearing shoes two sizes too big? We didn't find any third party's footprints at the scene!" a bespectacled male police officer asked疑惑地.
Han Feiyu glanced at him indifferently and said with a bored expression, "If there are no shoes inside, look outside. Unless he's Superman, he has to walk in from the ground. As for the issue of shoes being two sizes too big, you can try them on yourself and see what the difference is compared to normal footprints."
At this moment, a pretty policewoman holding a recorder suddenly asked, "Brother Han, how did you figure out that the suspect was an inexperienced person?"
Upon hearing this, Han Feiyu seemed to have discovered a treasure. A handsome smile immediately appeared on his face, and he stretched his somewhat numb legs, striking a cool pose.
"This junior officer must be a recent graduate! I've never seen her before! Your question is excellent, it shows you have great potential. Generally speaking, an experienced criminal won't drag their victim carelessly, because that would easily leave drag marks, or even shed their own hair or clothing fibers. Also, experienced criminals will try to avoid using sharp objects already in the house. For example, the two fruit knives in the kitchen, even though he put them back exactly as they were, still have tiny fibers and scratches on them. There are many other things that illustrate this point; you need to observe carefully with your senses."
He explained to the policewoman with expressive gestures, highlighting his exceptional investigative skills.
The beautiful female detective was also very excited, listening intently, unaware of the greed in his eyes.
"Then could you give us some pointers on how to solve this case? We haven't done anything yet!" the policewoman pressed further.
"This is a much more complicated issue than can be explained in a few words. I'm very hungry right now, which is affecting my thinking. If I could have a delicious breakfast, maybe I could find the key to this case!"
He patted his stomach dramatically, giving the policewoman a knowing look, but she didn't react at all, instead fiddling with the tape recorder.
Although many people around him were already clamoring to treat him to a big meal, he shrugged and sent them all upstairs.
Taking advantage of the empty space downstairs, Han Feiyu quickly went to the fireplace, knocked a few times, and found the hidden safe.
He took out a lighter with a UV light from a hidden pocket, shone it on the lock, and quickly found fingerprints. Based on his experience, he figured out the combination in less than ten seconds and quickly opened the lock.
He counted the RMB inside and knew it must have been deliberately left behind by the criminal; otherwise, such a large safe wouldn't have contained so little money.
Without hesitation, he immediately took out 100,000 RMB and stuffed it into a hidden pocket in his pocket. Just as he was about to take out a few tens of thousands more, a policewoman's sweet voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Hey! Brother Han, what are you doing? Have you discovered some clues again?"
Han Feiyu was genuinely startled by the voice. Actually, he was extremely careful when carrying out this shady business, but he truly hadn't heard any footsteps or breathing sounds, so he thought he was hallucinating.
But he reacted quickly, immediately throwing the money into the safe, clapping his hands casually, and then standing up, saying, "Yes! I found another hidden compartment. I guess it's some money the suspect deliberately left behind after stealing the cash."
"Really? I'll have to see. By the way, Brother Han, I saw you stuffing something into your pocket earlier, could it be..." The policewoman smiled mischievously, appearing to Han Feiyu like a cunning little fox.
"Haha! What are you talking about! This is my tool for detecting fingerprints." He quickly took out the UV-lit lighter and fiddled with it.
"Is that so? That's good. By the way, because there were so many people earlier, I didn't have the heart to invite you to breakfast. I think it's not too late to say so now, is it?" She smiled slyly, not at all like someone inviting someone to dinner.
Han Feiyu gritted his teeth, thinking, "Am I afraid of this little brat?" and nodded in agreement with feigned delight.
What happened next surprised Han Feiyu.
Before the criminal investigation was complete, a group of plainclothes officers stormed in, threatening to force all the officers from the city's criminal investigation department to leave under the pretext of orders from their superiors.
Han Feiyu had already discerned their origins; they were agents of the National Intelligence Bureau, a separate national security agency distinct from the State Security Bureau. Their specialty was apprehending fugitive political and economic criminals overseas. Many prominent government officials who had fled abroad were extradited back by them.
From this, Han Feiyu was certain that this bank manager had deep connections with international criminal organizations and had undoubtedly been under surveillance by the National Intelligence Bureau for a long time. This unexpected incident had disrupted their original plans, causing them to lose their lead in catching the bigger mastermind behind the scenes.
Now that these powerful figures had taken over the case, the officials, including the mayor, felt a huge burden had been lifted.
To Han Feiyu's amusement and dismay, Director Qiao once again informed him that he would be suspended from duty for further investigation. This kind of unjust act of discarding someone before they've even finished their work was truly incomprehensible to most people. However, he had already gained a lot from the previous operation, so he had no complaints. Instead, he racked his brains over the breakfast invitation.
To his surprise, this beautiful junior sister named Xiao Yayun lived on the top floor of the apartment building where the crime scene was located, so he would have breakfast at her place. Judging from the room's decor, she seemed to be a cheerful girl who liked warmth and romance, and her family was well-off. Not only did she have a completely open rooftop garden, but she also lived alone in the entire 200-square-meter apartment.
"What do you do at home? Living in such a big house by yourself is too extravagant!" Han Feiyu asked while drinking his congee with preserved egg.
"I just borrowed it from a friend. I have to return it in a couple of days," Xiao Yayun said nonchalantly.
"What do you do? You don't look like a fresh graduate at all!" Han Feiyu suddenly asked directly, hoping to surprise her.
Xiao Ya Yun smiled slightly, staring intently into his eyes, and said, "No, I haven't asked you yet! You shouldn't have asked me first."
Faced with this almost shameless woman's approach, Han Feiyu could only rub his stomach and say, "I'm so full! You're really good at making porridge; you'll definitely be a good wife in the future. Well then, I'll take my leave; I still have a lot of work to do today!"
Just as he was about to step out the door, Xiao Ya Yun's soft voice drifted over again, "Are you very busy? Weren't you suspended from your job again for investigation? Are you rushing to the bank to deposit the embezzled money in your pocket? 100,000 isn't a small amount; it's enough for you to live a life of luxury for a month. Actually, Lou..." "I know Dai Fang too. She even came to borrow condoms from me yesterday when you stayed at her place!"
Han Feiyu rubbed his nose helplessly, then returned to the table, pulled his chair close to hers, and sat down at an excessively close distance. He then pressed his face close to hers and asked, "Speak! What do you want me to do? No need to waste time beating around the bush."
Xiao Yayun's expression remained unchanged, as if his presence was still hundreds of meters away. She simply finished her porridge before looking him directly in the eye and saying, "Continue your investigation, find the criminal, and then tell us."
"Who are you?"
"It's best not to ask. Anyway, we're not a criminal organization."
"What's in it for me?"
"Continue your life in Haicheng, without revealing your past."
"Please don't use my original power to order me around."
"So what do you want?"
"Ten million dollars...and you."
"Dream on! One million dollars, no strings attached."
"No way. Just you, I don't want a single penny more, how about that?"
"No, I'm only responsible for relaying instructions, I have no obligation to sacrifice my body."
"Alright! Then goodbye. Actually, I've wanted to leave Haicheng for a while, because the person I'm looking for has already left." "
...Wait a minute...it's still the same request, one million dollars, but I'll keep the money after it's done, and then...I can agree to your terms."
"Fair, let's do it this way!"
The two finished negotiating the deal and seemed to relax.
Han Feiyu glanced at the warm sunlight in the open-air garden and couldn't help but smile as he said to Xiao Yayun, "I have an extra request."
Xiao Yayun's face tightened, and she said coldly, "The conditions we've already agreed on cannot be changed, and neither can I."
Han Feiyu laughed heartily, "You're too tense! I just want to get a good night's sleep in this sunshine. For me, the first half of last night was more tiring than the second half!"
Xiao Yayun blushed, turned her head, and spat lightly before saying, "Fine! Whatever you want. Anyway, the owner of this house will be back soon, and if you're lucky, you might even get a few more hours of sleep."
Han Feiyu, who was already lying down, stiffened upon hearing this and asked, "Didn't you just say this house..." "Did you borrow it from a friend?"
Xiao Yayun, now fully dressed, opened the door and turned back, saying, "Yes! I borrowed it yesterday because this family hadn't returned, but I haven't had a chance to tell them yet."
Upon hearing this, Han Feiyu jumped up abruptly, hurriedly grabbing his shoes and coat and rushing out the door. "Why didn't you say so sooner! I've never been caught as a thief before. Are you deliberately trying to embarrass us police officers?"
Xiao Yayun playfully pointed to the approaching elevator and said, "What will you say if this family comes up?"
Han Feiyu smiled slyly, grabbed her slender waist, and said, "No need to say a word, just do it." After saying that, he opened his mouth like a wolf and bit down.
[Episode 1] Chapter 6: Passion in the Basement
Shanghai was a city Yu Xiangtian had long wanted to visit. Although economically, Shanghai wasn't much more developed than Haicheng, the grandeur of an international metropolis was incomparable to that of a prefecture-level city.
Feng Zhanmei's personality is also extremely contradictory. On one hand, she deeply cherishes the peaceful and tranquil life of her hometown; on the other hand, she also has a heartfelt love for this international metropolis. For her, she cannot have both, and can only choose her lifestyle according to fate. Now it seems that Yu Xiangtian is the master of her destiny.
The two dared not linger near the chaotic train station, so they hailed a taxi and checked into a four-star hotel.
A problem arose: Yu Xiangtian had no identification, and although the hotel had plenty of rooms during the Spring Festival, they dared not accept unidentified guests. However, Xiaomei had some experience staying in large hotels. She first checked into a room using her own identification, while Yu Xiangtian could stay as a visitor. He could simply go out for a stroll at night and then return as a visitor.
Staying in a four-star hotel was mainly to settle down first and ensure safety; the next step was the grand plan Yu Xiangtian had mentioned.
Xiao Mei hadn't dared to ask what the plan was, because she could tell that Yu Xiangtian didn't consider her one of his own, and besides, she wasn't really one of his own. So, out of curiosity and a desire to see what would happen, she followed the man. However, being a smart woman, she knew what she should do. She left Yu Xiangtian in the room to watch the purse while she took on the shopping herself.
Shopping was a woman's forte, and she was no exception; in fact, she was quite skilled at it. She knew the value of different goods, could distinguish between genuine and fake leather goods, and knew what she truly needed. She never judged something by its outward appearance, and when it came to bargaining, she was unstoppable—she would never be ripped off.
She first bought a casual outfit at the hotel's shopping mall, then rushed to the major department stores in the city center, buying everything she needed. But when she returned, she was only pulling two large travel suitcases. It turned out she had thrown away all the packaging on the spot and put it directly into the first suitcase she had bought, and then had been shopping with both suitcases in tow.
Looking at the clothes and supplies she brought out, Yu Xiangtian realized for the first time the benefits of having her come with him. If it were him going out, he probably would only think of buying two outfits and a suitcase! As for underwear, socks, casual shoes, toiletries, razors, and other necessities, he would only think of them when he needed them.
The two of them took showers, changed into new clothes, and then squeezed onto one bed to rest for a few hours. Although their relationship was quite intimate, Yu Xiangtian didn't make any advances, and Xiao Mei didn't have the habit of trying to please men, so the two remained at peace.
In fact, Yu Xiangtian didn't know how to take advantage of others, not because he was a clueless idiot. He was a very goal-oriented person, and his past experiences forced him to always protect himself; women were an unnecessary luxury for him.
Now that it was time to rest, he was only thinking about how to recover his strength and energy as quickly as possible. If he really wanted to enjoy the pleasures of the car, he would have asked Xiao Mei without hesitation, so he was a man who was more driven by instinct.
As night fell again, the two got up and packed the 20 million euros into a suitcase. Xiaomei suggested he put the money in a bank safe deposit box, but Yu Xiangtian still felt it was safest to keep it in his own hands. Xiaomei couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she had to think of another way to store it.
Finally, they decided to buy a bungalow with a yard and build a basement themselves. However, in Shanghai, where land is incredibly expensive, it was impossible to find a bungalow with a yard. After searching for several days, they only managed to rent a flower shop.
This flower shop was located on the west side of the new commercial district plaza in Pudong, with a business area of 60 square meters, a 100-square-meter greenhouse in the back, and an open urban green space beyond that. The location and surrounding environment of the flower shop were excellent, but the occupancy rate of nearby offices was extremely low. The previous owner couldn't hold on any longer and reluctantly rented this prime location to them.
Originally, the two wanted to buy the shop, but the landlord asked for one million euros, and it had to be paid in full upfront. With only a little over 200,000 yuan in hand, they had no choice but to sign a one-year lease. After paying 100,000 yuan in rent, they finally moved into their first new home.
It happened to be Lunar New Year's Eve, and the two enjoyed a festive dinner at a restaurant, dreaming about their future as fireworks lit up the night sky. For them, this New Year was a turning point in their lives; a new life full of challenges and passion was about to begin.
Xiaomei was a girl who loved flowers, and opening a flower shop was exactly what she wanted. The original flower shop was only used for business and didn't have a place to live. To maintain the overall aesthetic of the shop, she redesigned the interior, cleverly using broad-leaved plants and flowers to create a rest area.
The bed was a space-saving folding wall bed, which could also be used as an office area during the day with a retractable desk.
The kitchen was located in a corner of the back greenhouse, separated by two rows of dense vines. The cooking appliances were smokeless induction cookers and microwaves, and the outside of the air vent was covered by a simulated mushroom tree as a chimney—all the household items were seamlessly concealed.
Finally, she hired someone to repaint the interior walls and covered the exterior walls with wood-shaped tiles, making the whole flower shop look like a small wooden cabin in a forest.
During this time, Yu Xiangtian devoted all his energy to building the basement. To maintain secrecy, he only purchased necessary materials during the day, and only began toiling away in the greenhouse-like soil at night after closing the windows.
While in prison, he frequently participated in labor camps, and when he first arrived in Haicheng City, he even worked as a laborer on a construction site for a year, so he was quite skilled at digging and building walls.
To ensure the basement's sturdiness and secrecy, he dug a very deep foundation pit and built a thick layer of reinforced concrete. The walls were also constructed with half-meter-thick reinforced concrete, and two layers of moisture-proof materials were added.
However, the design of the basement's ventilation openings troubled him for a long time. If the ventilation openings were not concealed or the ventilation was poor, then building the basement would be superfluous. It wasn't until he saw the range hood Xiaomei used when cooking that he finally had an epiphany. So he dug the ventilation shaft under the kitchen and connected it to the outside exhaust pipe with a concealed pipe, so that the airflow wouldn't attract attention when ventilating.
The basement roof was also made of reinforced concrete in one go, and it was almost a meter above the ground. Above the entrance and exit, a pool was built, decorated with a few artificial rocks, and even had a dozen or so live fish in it.
To enter or exit, the upper part of the artificial rock was removed, revealing a round hole large enough for one person to pass through. To facilitate moving heavy items in the future, the hole was designed to be straight up and down; with just an electric winch with a tripod, two or three tons could be lifted freely in and out.
Two months later, the basement was finally completed.
Because Xiaomei had been feeding him the most nutritious food, although the physical exertion over the past two months was enormous, he was even more muscular and strong than before, more effective than any exercise method.
That night, the two of them went into the basement together to admire the fruits of their labor over the past two months. Xiao Mei ran around measuring dimensions, preparing for the next stage of renovation.
Yu Xiangtian took the twenty million euros from the suitcase and put it into a one-meter square safe.
This safe was embedded in the wall, and to prevent it from being dug out from the outside, he poured an extra dozen cubic meters of concrete around the metal cabinet.
The safe was a very ordinary reinforced steel cabinet, and the lock was a simple combination lock, but the exterior was cleverly concealed. The entire safe was located outside the basement wall, with the door aligned with the outer wall, and in front of it was a concrete block as thick as the wall, so to see the door, the entire block of concrete would have to be removed first. This arrangement eliminated the risk of finding the safe through echoes.
The reason for not using a high-tech safe wasn't because of money. Yu Xiangtian believed that if the other party could really find the safe's location, then even the best security measures would be useless, so it was more practical to use this simple method.
After packing the large sum of euros, the box still contained a British-made Colt revolver, some gun parts and ammunition, a gold card covered in English writing, an exquisite lighter studded with gemstones and diamonds, and two high-quality diamonds. At this point, Yu Xiang began seriously considering how to use these items.
Guns were strictly controlled items in China, and should never be displayed unless absolutely necessary; the exquisite lighter looked valuable, but now, like the euros, it was all show and no substance; the diamonds, however, could be sold, but given his current status, he could only fetch a thief's price. What was the card for? He had simply thought it was important and didn't take up much space, so he had grabbed it without
thinking. It seemed he would only know its purpose after learning English. Just as he was throwing everything into the safe, Xiao Mei had finished her measurements and approached. Her sharp eyes immediately spotted the two gemstones, and with a gasp, she pounced on them and grabbed them.
"Wow, they're so beautiful! Did you find them in the hidden compartment? I've never seen them before," she asked, admiring them.
"I've kept them in my pocket the whole time. How could you see them? If you like them, you can take them all. But you can't take them outside; you'll have to come to the basement to
see them," Yu Xiangtian said nonchalantly, thinking that these things couldn't be used as money now, so what did it matter if they were pretty? Xiao Mei thought this man was really strange. Diamonds of this quality were worth around a million dollars per carat, and two such large ones were definitely worth more than twenty million dollars. Since he valued those twenty million euros so much, why was he so indifferent to these two easily preserved gems? She didn't think she had much charm to seduce this man, but he really didn't need to make her happy. Actually, she would be happy if they each had one.
So, she happily stepped forward and kissed him, saying coquettishly, "Thank you, husband, but I only need one."
Since Yu Xiangtian always considered himself the father of their child, Xiao Mei had no choice but to keep calling him husband. As time went on, Yu Xiangtian grew accustomed to it and became even more convinced that he was her man. In reality, for the past two months, both of them had been engrossed in work, with Yu Xiangtian often working late into the night, so they hadn't had a chance to be intimate again.
Now, at her coquettish call and sweet kiss, the long-suppressed desire within Yu Xiangtian finally erupted once more.
He felt a surge of heat throughout his body and couldn't help but recall the scene on the train where Xiaomei's breasts were exposed. He suddenly lifted her up and eagerly kissed her alluring lips.
Xiaomei had anticipated this situation, but she hadn't expected it to happen today, so she obediently allowed him to take liberties, a strange passion rising within her. This was a completely different feeling from when she had been taken advantage of by that older man; back then, she only felt pain and disgust, without any emotional response. Now, she unconsciously began kissing Yu Xiangtian, their tongues intertwining.
The two were passionately kissing in the basement, oblivious to everything around them, completely immersed in the sensual world and ocean of passion.
Yu Xiangtian finally achieved his initial desire, kissing Xiaomei's cherry lips, but he preferred the smooth, soft touch of their tongues entwined, especially the faint sandalwood scent emanating from her mouth, which intensified his excitement.
Then he thought of her snow-white, full breasts—what would it feel like to suck on them? Even just thinking about it was incredibly exciting, so his hands searched everywhere for the hem of her dress, wanting to remove it completely as before. However, Xiaomei was wearing a long dress today, and no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the damned hem.
Xiaomei already knew his intentions, but a mischievous thought suddenly arose in her mind; she wanted to see what methods he would ultimately use to achieve his goal of exploring the snowy peaks.
Yu Xiangtian's method was simple: the most primal form of violent destruction. At his most impatient point, he suddenly grabbed her collar and ripped it in two from her chest. The two long-awaited breasts were finally revealed before him. Trembling, he grasped their bases and passionately suckled at their round, rosy nipples.
Xiao Mei felt waves of intensely cool pleasure spreading rapidly from her nipples throughout her body, a sensation with an almost unbearable tingling and a numbing, indescribable sensation.
She involuntarily reached for his manhood, but he was wearing a work uniform with the back of his shoulder exposed, leaving no opening. So she could only grasp and squeeze from the outside, unable to truly fill the emptiness within.
Fortunately, Yu Xiangtian had also reached his climax. He quickly stripped off his clothes, offering his long-erect member to her.
There happened to be a low table nearby, which Yu Xiangtian had just moved down. He quickly tore off the rest of Xiao Mei's dress, spread it on the table, and then lifted her up and laid her flat on it.
At that moment, he remembered the 69 position often mentioned by the old inmates in prison, so he turned around and positioned his penis towards Xiaomei's cherry lips. As he felt his penis once again invade those warm, slippery lips, he saw for the first time the mysterious and alluring paradise of a woman.
The gurgling spring had already soaked the lush grass, and the pink and white jade gate fluttered its excited wings, awaiting the man's magnificent exploration. He lowered his head and took a slight sniff; a faintly sweet, fishy scent immediately aroused his uncontrollable excitement, so he plunged into it, using his tongue to experience the soft, sticky taste of fresh clam.
This time, Xiaomei's feelings were different. During the previous sucking on the train, she had been too excited, blurring her true sensations. This time, experiencing it again, she naturally wanted to savor it carefully. Reluctantly, she continued to kiss and swallow, occasionally taking a few deep breaths before quickly pulling out to examine it closely. Coupled with the waves of pleasure throbbing in her lower abdomen, she dared not finish.
However, her actions were tantamount to toying with Yu Xiangtian, constantly interrupting his pleasure. How could he, experiencing forbidden fruit for the first time, bear this? He growled and abruptly sat up, ready to question Xiao Mei about her actions.
Xiao Mei, thinking he intended to take her further, naturally spread her long, slender, fair legs, completely exposing her most private shyness to the man before her.
Seeing this, Yu Xiangtian immediately forgot his question. If he still didn't know what to do at this point, he might as well just smash his head against the safe.
Xiao Mei felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, that oppressive feeling from the man washing over her once more. Her heart skipped a beat, but then the powerful penetration completely swept away that feeling. She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, lamenting the man's magnificence, but compared to the nauseating, sticky, and limp feeling she had experienced before, she would have preferred to tremble and shudder in this pain a thousand times more.
Yu Xiangtian felt a different kind of tightness and tenderness. Although he was excited and wanted to ride wildly, he still heard that small moan.
He had often heard about this; when old prisoners talked about virgins, they would describe in detail the pain a woman felt when her blood was broken. From this, he could deduce that he must have hurt the woman beneath him.
So he slowed his pace, thrusting slowly and savoring the feeling of relaxation.
At this moment, he was face to face with Xiaomei, clearly seeing the fine beads of sweat on her face, her slightly furrowed and closed brows. He felt that Xiaomei was beautiful in another way at this moment, a beauty that was alluring to the bone. Her lightly bitten cherry lips were the ultimate depiction of wanting to resist but also wanting to resist. How could he not see it?
He then lifted her head and back, kissing her wildly and passionately, his thrusts gradually accelerating.
Xiaomei felt her world was about to end; she couldn't see the light, only darkness and the man's beastly panting. She felt like a delicate antelope dying in the jaws of a tiger, those bloody kisses a messenger between heaven and hell. Her body was being violently penetrated, each blow like a thunderclap, tearing at her nerves and pouring endless pleasure into her.
"So this is the passion of death! I'm being murdered by this man..." Xiaomei thought dazedly, yet her mouth cried out excitedly, as if summoning back her soul that had ascended to heaven.
Finally, heaven and earth erupted, and everything returned to calm in an instant.
Sometime later, the basement lights had gone out. Two naked bodies, panting and sweating, quietly savored and comforted each other…
[Episode 1] Chapter 7: Ticket Scalping Methods
Han Feiyu sat opposite Yan Zheng and lit a Zhonghua cigarette for him.
“I heard you all like Zhonghua cigarettes here, so I brought you two cartons,” Han Feiyu said with a smile.
“Thank you for your kindness, Director Han, but I dare not accept it. I cannot accept something I have not done well,” Yan Zheng replied calmly, without revealing any change in emotion.
“Actually, this was brought to you by the friend who did things for you. He said he has taken care of it for you, so please rest assured,” Han Feiyu said slowly, his gaze sharply fixed on the other man.
Yan Zheng's eye twitched slightly, but his tone remained calm as he said, "I've been here too long, and my old friends have all drifted away. I don't know who you're talking about."
Han Feiyu flicked his cigarette ash, his eyes fixed on the ashtray, and said, "Isn't it the one who was just released?"
Although he didn't look at the other man, he clearly sensed his intense shock, so he knew his guess was entirely correct. He continued, "There's no use hiding it. I know it was that young man who did it. His name is Yu Qiuyu, right? A very typical alias. Actually, your biggest problem is that you shouldn't have made that unnecessary phone call. This kind of superficial satisfaction will only expose your secret."
Seeing the beads of cold sweat dripping from Yan Zheng's forehead, Han Feiyu shook his head and smiled, as if he were giving a lecture to criminal investigation interns. Like a lecture, he meticulously analyzed the investigation process. "It's no wonder you did this, because you ultimately don't understand the intricacies. A medium that causes an explosion isn't necessarily located in the most intense area of the explosion. Gas explosions, like natural gas, are caused by a top-down impact. The phone used to detonate the explosion was burned by the high temperature after the explosion, not shattered into pieces as you might imagine. So, inside the deformed and carbonized casing, there were some polymer sheets that could withstand high temperatures, and the SIM card chip was printed in these sheets. So, we used this to find the card's number and then retrieved all the call records from the night of the incident. I don't need to tell you what happened next!"
Yan Zheng nervously puffed on his cigarette, not noticing that it had burned to the end. As he burned his fingers, Han Feiyu lit another one for him.
He hesitated for a moment, then finally took the lighter and took two puffs. After a long while, he slowly said, "I really didn't expect you to be able to find this place, but I think you also haven't caught Qiu Yu! That kid is clever! There's no way he's still in this city. If you want a scapegoat, just interrogate me! Besides, I did commit this crime, and Qiu Yu didn't actually kill him."
Han Feiyu still smiled faintly, his right hand constantly turning the lighter, as if he was thinking about something. "You're thinking too simply. Normally, you are accomplices, and your crimes are equally serious. Moreover, the deceased's identity is very special, and this matter cannot be investigated solely on your behalf. However, you should feel extremely fortunate that someone else is investigating this case, not me, and I have no interest in meddling in other people's affairs. I came to you to confirm something, and I want to make a deal with you."
Yan Zheng really couldn't see through the person in front of him. He had heard of the other party's reputation, and even in prison, he could learn about Han Feiyu's prowess from his new cellmates. But this man wasn't like any policeman he'd ever met. He seemed to possess something similar to himself, but even more so, a power that filled him with unfamiliarity and fear.
"You… Director Han, please speak frankly! I don't care about my own life, but I can't harm my brother. He did this because of me, and I won't do anything to harm him."
Han Feiyu nodded, knowing his purpose had been achieved, and said decisively, "Many people are looking for Yu Qiuyu, but they don't know about your relationship with him. I naturally won't tell anyone, but I need to talk to him. Bank Manager Qian was clearly a very corrupt official. His death itself is nothing to regret, but he had many unspeakable secrets, some even involving the interests of certain high-ranking officials in the central government. Moreover, as far as I know, a certain international criminal organization also has close ties with him. After Yu Qiuyu finished his scheme, he took many important things with him. Some of these things are too dangerous for him. I think he should return everything except the money. I hope you can convey my message to him."
Yan Zheng knew he was telling the truth and began to worry about Yu Qiuyu's safety. He sighed and said, "Hey! Even if I wanted to warn him, there was nothing I could do. He didn't decide where he was going when he left, and he hasn't contacted me since. He said he would leave Qian the bank manager alive and let me call him again at three in the morning. By then, he'll probably be on the train by then!"
Han Feiyu thought for a moment, then suddenly took out a train timetable, looked at it, and pointed to a train, saying, "It should be here, the most populous city in all of China."
He laughed and left the stunned Yan Zheng behind, departing from the prison interrogation room.
Yu Xiangtian was surprised that the flower shop had been operating normally for a month and was even managing to cover normal expenses.
For the past two months, he had been sleeping during the day. When there was any noise in front of the shop, he assumed Xiao Mei was hiring people to renovate. So when he woke up in the morning and saw people coming and going, he was genuinely surprised.
"Xiao Mei, do you really want to open a flower shop?" he asked doubtfully.
Xiao Mei saw him come out and gave him a bright and beautiful smile, saying in a crisp voice, "Yes! We still need to eat! Our expenses have been too high lately, and our working capital is long gone. But I managed to save up another 20,000 yuan this month. After deducting costs, it should be enough for us to eat."
Yu Xiangtian frowned, feeling that Xiao Mei was practically supporting him now, which was different from what he had originally thought. "Then I'll go exchange some money! Exchanging a little shouldn't be a problem."
He decided that he couldn't let her work so hard, especially after that blissful night last night, he had already come to regard her as his woman from the bottom of his heart.
Xiao Mei saw through his thoughts at a glance and couldn't help but smile happily, "Big brother, it's okay. Selling flowers isn't tiring, and someone delivers them. Do you expect me to sit still all day? These green plants, like the vegetation on the mountains in our hometown, have a purifying effect on the mind and body. If you don't believe me, take a closer look and see for yourself."
Yu Xiangtian looked at her carefully and noticed that she had changed. She was obviously more cheerful and lively than before, and the gloom that had been hidden deep in her eyes had disappeared.
He nodded, admiring the shop as he strolled around, feeling much refreshed.
"Did you design all this?" He admired the woman's talent; anyone could sense the ingenuity of the flower shop's decor, giving a sense of comfort, tranquility, and a return to nature. No wonder business was so much better than the previous shop; it seemed Xiao Mei was quite the shrewd businesswoman!
"Yes! Not bad, right? If business gets even better, I plan to open two more chain stores in the other two blocks, then we'll have enough to cover our expenses." Xiao Mei smiled proudly, determined to become a wealthy woman.
Yu Xiangtian shook his head, about to speak, when he saw a girl carrying a huge flower basket walk in. What caught his attention wasn't the even larger flower basket, but her aura—so much like the photo on Xiao Mei's student ID.
It was a portrait of youthful energy that surpassed everything, the most radiant and beautiful time of life. When you feel that vibrant life force, all other shortcomings cease to matter.
Upon seeing her, Xiao Mei immediately opened the shop door and took the flower basket from her. It was then that Yu Xiangtian noticed a huge purple birthmark on the side of the girl's face hidden by the flower basket. This birthmark completely ruined her original appearance. Although her face was so delicate and beautiful, and her nose so high and straight, she had been categorized as ugly by society.
"Sister Feng, Hengyang Company wants a large flower basket too! Their boss said our floral arrangements are the best, and the flowers are the freshest. They said they'll be ordering from us every month!" the girl said excitedly, overjoyed at the new order. Her smile shone with genuine joy, and even the purple birthmark seemed much lighter.
Xiao Mei smiled happily, patted her cheek, and said with pity, "Okay! Xinmei, this is all thanks to you. From now on, for every order they place, I'll give you a commission."
"Thank you for taking care of me, Sister Feng. I know I got this order because of you, Sister Feng. I can't take what doesn't belong to me," Xinmei said earnestly, revealing her persistent character and firm belief.
Suddenly, she noticed a man staring intently at her, which made her panic. This gaze was different from the usual curious and disgusted look; it was an appreciation and attention she had never seen before, even carrying a hint of male desire. Her intuition was always accurate and sharp, which only made her more flustered.
"Sister Feng, is this gentleman... here to buy flowers?" Xinmei asked cautiously.
Xiao Mei then realized she hadn't introduced them yet, so she quickly said to Yu Xiangtian, "Big brother, this is Hua Xinmei, the flower fairy I hired last month. Isn't her name lovely? She's also from the mountains, very obedient and hardworking, and smart too. She's helped me a lot this month! Xinmei, this is the big brother I've always told you about. He's been researching bees in the greenhouse and only came out today."
To keep it a secret, Yu Xiangtian had completely covered his work area with a tarpaulin, which is why Xiao Mei said it this way.
"What! You called me big brother? Aren't I your husband?" Yu Xiangtian was a little surprised by this sudden change.
"Big brother... don't talk nonsense. Are there any couples this young? If you want to find a wife, you'll have to wait at least two years. Don't keep taking advantage of your sister." Xiao Mei tried to cover up her embarrassment, glaring at the oblivious Yu Xiangtian, her cheeks flushing red.
Xinmei blushed inexplicably. If it weren't for the birthmark, this beautiful woman's shy and charming demeanor would surely shatter any man's heart.
Yu Xiangtian was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized the problem and quickly laughed, "What's wrong with that? In our mountains, many families who can't afford wives still have siblings getting married, don't they? My sister is so beautiful, can't I, as her brother, even think about it?"
Xinmei's face darkened for a moment, but quickly returned to a serene expression.
Xiao Mei, with her sharp eyes, had already seen what was happening. Knowing that Xin Mei was upset about her birthmark, she feigned a coquettish resentment and said, "Big brother, if you keep gossiping like this, I'll talk to you again. This is Shanghai, not our poor mountain village. Besides, you can't judge a book by its cover. Which rich city dweller doesn't get plastic surgery and maintain their appearance? But have you ever seen anyone's conscience improve because of it? Would you really want a femme fatale to seduce you and kill you?"
Yu Xiangtian hadn't expected Xiao Mei's eloquence to suddenly become so sharp, and he was a little overwhelmed. He quickly said, "Okay! Okay! It's all my fault. I won't say such things again. Now that Xin Mei is helping you, I can go out and do my work without worry. Just call me if you need anything!"
After saying that, he went back to the basement at the back, took out more than a dozen large euro bills from the safe, changed into casual clothes, and left the flower shop.
Xiao Mei knew he was going to carry out his so-called big plan, so she didn't ask any more questions. She had made up her mind. Since she was going to follow this man anyway, she didn't care about life or death. Last night's passion had made her realize that the ultimate pleasure was very similar to death. She no longer saw the end of life as something to fear; perhaps it was life's most magnificent moment.
Xinmei had already sensed that the relationship between Yu Xiangtian and Xiaomei was more than just siblings.
She had been picked up from the streets by Sister Feng in her loneliness and despair. She felt lucky because she could see that Sister Feng was a kind-hearted person, but she also knew that Sister Feng was not a simple kind person. When she saw Yu Xiangtian, she finally understood where Sister Feng's complexity lay—it was in the same perseverance and decisiveness as this man.
This reminded her of a martial arts video she had once seen in an electronics store. It said that a good assassin must learn to hide their murderous intent. She felt that this man and woman possessed that hidden murderous intent.
But this murderous aura made her feel safe and comfortable. In this city filled with brutal competition, greed and desire twisted the conscience of many. Being able to live among wolves and tigers meant she wasn't afraid of being spied on by foxes and dogs—that was why she felt at ease. Of course, the "brother and sister" probably didn't even realize this, but she had a clear understanding of it.
So she decided to stay with them until she too possessed that murderous aura.
Yu Xiangtian arrived at Shanghai's largest stock exchange. Looking around, he saw many people secretly holding various foreign exchange securities asking passersby if they wanted to exchange something. He had heard Yan Zheng say that most of these people belonged to an organized gang that made money by "scalping," so they often offered a much more favorable exchange rate than the bank's.
He hadn't practiced scalping techniques, but he knew the tricks of the trade. The key was to give you two fewer bills at first, and then, when counting the money again, secretly take out a few more and make up the difference in front of you. If you encounter someone who thinks they're clever, they might count the money again, but this only gives the other person another chance to scalp the money, and the amount you end up with will only decrease.
Yu Xiangtian surveyed the area for a while, found a few relatively young "ticket scalpers," and pretended to be going to a securities exchange, passing by them. Sure enough, these people surrounded him, enthusiastically asking if he needed to exchange foreign currency.
Yu Xiangtian pretended to hesitate for a moment before quietly asking one of them, "Brother, can you tell if Euros are real or fake? You mean those 500 Euro notes."
The man, seeing this was a big deal, immediately replied enthusiastically, "Of course! What do we do? In this line of work, how could we not know if money is real or fake? Not to mention 500 Euros, I've seen even larger ones."
Yu Xiangtian hesitated for a moment again before pulling out a large Euro note from his pocket and saying, "Could you please check it for me? If it's real, I'll exchange it for..." "Renminbi. My brother-in-law is a medical doctor in the US. He sent my mom several large denomination euros a couple of days ago. I don't know what he was thinking, sending such a large amount of money."
The man's eyes lit up, immediately recognizing it as a new 500 euro note; the watermark and ink were correct. He whispered, "Brother, you've come to the right place. We offer the best exchange rate here. If you can find an even higher one, we'll give you ten times the amount."
After some back-and-forth bargaining, they finally agreed on a 1:10.5 exchange rate. After confirming that Yu Xiangtian wanted to exchange five notes, the man went back to get the money. He returned shortly with a bundle of newspapers and a young man following behind.
"We'll exchange them around the corner. Don't worry, this is my brother. He's never seen a 500 euro note before, so he came along to check," he explained, noticing Yu Xiangtian's wariness.
Yu Xiangtian, however, refused to listen and immediately said, "Let him wait here. Only the two of us can exchange the money."
The man had brought his accomplice just for safety, not worried about him playing tricks, so he followed Yu Xiangtian.
Yu Xiangtian first took out two euros for him to verify their authenticity, and then checked a few bills from his bundles of RMB every now and then before handing over ten 500 euro bills. The man didn't even count them, simply putting the five bundles of RMB into his newly bought leather bag and striding away.
Seeing this, the man panicked and quickly chased after him, asking, "Brother, you should at least count the money before you leave! I didn't count it carefully when I came. If a few are missing, I can make up the difference."
At this point, he no longer had a Shanghai accent and sounded completely like a northerner.
Yu Xiangtian had already hailed a taxi, which was parked nearby. He quickly got in, turned to the ticket scalper, and smiled, "I could tell you were from the North just by your voice. I knew it all along. Northerners are honest, I trust you. I'll come back to you for another chance. Goodbye."
With that, he drove off, leaving his customer, who had failed miserably, behind. His accomplice rushed over to ask what had happened.
The man slapped his forehead, squatted down, and said dejectedly, "It's over. I've lost big time. After all these years of scalping, I've finally run into a knowledgeable expert."
Yu Xiangtian quickly counted the tickets in the car; each bundle was missing two or three, but he had still made a considerable profit based on the exchange rate. Next, he went to several stock exchanges and exchanged a few more using the same method. Then he went directly to the bank and exchanged the remaining tickets at the national exchange rate.
By the time he got home in the afternoon, he had 160,000 RMB.
Finally, he could proceed with his plan with peace of mind.

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