Erotic Detective Team

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(1. The Incident)
In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto my eyes. Ugh, I really should have drawn the curtains tighter last night. Today is Saturday, and I don't want to get up so early. I groggily turned my head to one side, only to feel something furry brush against my nose. The feeling of wanting to sneeze but being unable to was really uncomfortable. Who was it? Can't a person sleep in this early morning? I snapped awake and opened my eyes wide.
What came into view was a dense, dark forest, a tuft of curly hair concealing two fleshy labia, and a clear spring slowly flowing from between the labia… I remembered, this wasn't my house. Last night, Yulin and I had been entangled in her bed for a long time, finally falling into a deep sleep around three in the morning.
I looked down; Yulin was lying on her left side, her left leg raised forward, her right leg straight, and my head was resting on Yulin's snow-white thigh. Yulin was wrapped around my waist, her mouth still holding my erect penis. It turned out that Yulin and I had slept in this standard 69 position all night, which looked rather comical.
Yulin was still fast asleep, occasionally sucking on my penis with relish, letting out a few muffled murmurs in her sleep. I couldn't help but worry; what if this woman dreamed of eating something delicious? I would regret it for the rest of my life.
I propped myself up, slowly pulled out my penis, and gently lifted Yulin's right leg, thinking, "Your mouth up there is full, now it's time to feed your mouth down there." The fluid I used last night still lingered between her labia, and I slid my penis into Yulin's vagina without much effort. After a few slow thrusts, Yulin seemed to sense something in her sleep. She turned over and murmured, "No...don't do this...my husband will be back soon...ah...a little deeper...mmm..." I chuckled inwardly. Your husband will be back soon? If your husband, who's already burned to ashes and put in a little box, were to come back, that would truly be a ghost. I reached out and gently pinched Yulin's already erect nipple, gradually increasing the intensity of my thrusts.
Yulin closed her eyes, a look of pure enjoyment on her face. A few minutes later, she finally woke up suddenly during an orgasm, realizing that I was repeatedly penetrating her body while lifting her legs. She couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You rascal, you're still up so early in the morning. Wasn't last night enough for me... Oh... right here... Again..." I leaned down, pressing my chest against Yulin's swaying breasts, and asked in her ear, "You said your husband would be back soon. Are you still thinking about him?" Yulin blushed, "You're so annoying! I was talking about you. Even if you can't marry me, you're still the best husband in my heart." Hearing her say that only fueled my desire. I picked Yulin up and pressed her against the headboard, thrusting into her clitoris repeatedly. The warm, tender flesh inside her vagina tightly gripped my penis, and the intense friction sent waves of pleasure straight to my head. Just as we
were getting into the heat of the moment, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. Hearing the specially set ringtone, I knew it was a work call from the office, and I had to answer it immediately. Damn it, of all times! I stopped what I was doing, grabbed the phone, and gestured for Yulin to be quiet.
Yulin nodded, shut her mouth—I love obedient and sensible women like this—then rolled over and lay face down, burying her head in the pillow, sticking out her plump, white buttocks and swaying them from side to side. Heh, not only obedient, but also a sexually frustrated slut. I answered the phone, simultaneously thrusting my penis deep into Yulin's vagina again.
A familiar female voice came from the phone: "Captain Lin, there's been a murder at Lianghu Villa in the western suburbs. The police have already dispatched officers, and our criminal investigation team needs to arrive at the scene as soon as possible." Damn it, a perfectly good weekend was ruined by this murder. I angrily thrust deeper into Yulin's vagina, and Yulin covered her mouth with the pillow, suppressing soft moans. I said into the phone, "Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible. Briefly describe the case." "The deceased is the CEO of a local conglomerate. He was home alone last night and was found dead in the bathroom this morning by his son. The time of death is yet to be confirmed. Further details require on-site investigation." A villa by the beautiful lake, a company CEO—these wealthy people are probably involved in business disputes or internal strife over profits. Oh well, I'd better get to the scene as soon as possible. I hung up the phone and thrust my penis back into Yulin's anus. Yulin finally couldn't suppress a cry of pleasure. I continued thrusting forcefully, ejaculating the remaining semen deep into Yulin's rectum under the stimulation of her tight anus.
I quickly put on my clothes, while Yulin lay on the bed, still wanting more, fiddling with her vagina and anus, gazing at me with hazy eyes, saying nothing—this was another thing I liked about this woman; she never interfered in my affairs. I dressed neatly and reached out to squeeze Yulin's breasts: "Baby, I'm leaving now. I'll contact you again before I come next time." After saying that, I quickly went out and drove towards the scene of the crime.
It's a forty-minute drive from here to Lianghu Villa. Along the way, I kept reminiscing about Yulin's beautiful body. This woman, ever since I caught the murderer of her husband half a year ago, she has been grateful to me and started throwing herself at me. She also knows that I will never marry her, and that maintaining this relationship with me is just a matter of mutual benefit. Such a seductive yet obedient and sensible woman is truly rare.
Unfortunately, she has recently started a serious relationship with a boyfriend. I don't know how long this secret relationship with her can last. I can only cherish it while I can. Fortunately, Yulin is not the only woman like this around me, so I don't have to wrong myself.
(2 Investigation)
When I arrived, the 110 police officers who had been dispatched earlier had already cordoned off the scene and were conducting a preliminary investigation.
As soon as I opened the car door, the policewoman Li Xingyue, who had called me earlier, ran over: "Captain Lin, I'm sorry to disturb your rest on the weekend. This is the result of our preliminary investigation." I took the report sheet, which was filled with dense writing, detailing the situation at the scene. I nodded: "Not bad, thank you for your hard work, Yue'er." Xingyue smiled and whispered: "Be careful, Captain Lin, don't call me that in this situation." I stepped out of the car, and under the cover of the car door, I pinched Yue'er's firm buttocks: "I know, go ahead and do your work." Yue'er suppressed a laugh, stepped on my foot, and quickly turned and ran back to the scene.
I walked into the villa where the crime occurred and couldn't help but marvel at the luxury of these wealthy people: a four-story villa with a total area of over a thousand square meters; a spacious living room with a seven-meter-high ceiling, like a small square; more than a dozen guest rooms distributed between the first and third floors; and a large bathroom on the first floor with a multi-functional bathtub that was eight or nine meters long, practically a small swimming lane.
I was staring blankly when a woman's voice came from behind me: "Captain Lin, my husband doesn't use this bathroom when he's home alone. The incident happened in the upstairs bathroom." I turned around and saw a beautiful woman in her early thirties standing behind me. Judging from her words, she must be the deceased's wife, but her face showed no sadness, and her tone was cold. I glanced at the case file. The deceased was the CEO of a group company, already 62 years old. I wondered which of his wives this woman was; her cold demeanor wasn't surprising.
I went up to the second floor and saw that the bathroom where the incident occurred had been cordoned off, and several investigators were carefully collecting evidence. At the bottom of the stairs, a young man in his twenties, dressed in luxurious clothes, paced back and forth irritably, shouting into his phone. The gist of his shouting was: "My father is dead. I'm in charge of the company now, and you all have to listen to me." I shook my head. What kind of family is this?
I went to the bathroom and saw Yue'er questioning a young woman dressed as a nanny in the next room. On the bathroom floor, the deceased lay naked, clutching her chest, her face contorted in pain. Aside from bruises from the fall, there were no other wounds on her body, and the room showed no signs of forced entry. Judging from the degree of rigor mortis, the time of death was estimated to be nine hours ago, last night.
Looking at his obese body, I thought, "He's probably suffering from some kind of sudden illness. Today, we'll proceed with the routine on-site evidence collection; the key is the autopsy report." After a busy morning, we completed the evidence collection. The forensic doctor took the body away, and I retrieved the surveillance footage from the villa's security cameras from the previous night. Then, our criminal investigation team headed home. The villa where the crime occurred remained sealed off, but these wealthy businessmen all owned mansions; their widowed children and children had no trouble finding shelter.
That afternoon, our team gathered in the team's conference room to analyze the case. Six or seven burly men sat around the conference table, chattering away. Half of my attention was focused on the team's only two female officers: the one sitting to the side with short, shoulder-length hair was my old flame, Yue'er, and the other was Xu Fengling, a newly arrived trainee detective distributing materials—thankfully, with these two beauties around, the team meetings weren't too lonely for my eyes.
While they discussed, I went through the compiled files on those related to the case: The deceased: Mr. Wang, 62 years old, twice divorced, head of a large corporation. His company was very powerful.
His wife, Ms. Ding: 34 years old, his third wife, married for three years. Their relationship was reportedly strained; she went out and didn't return home on the night of the incident, though witnesses can testify she wasn't present at the time.
His son, Mr. Wang: 25 years old, born to his second wife, and his only son. Spoiled since childhood, he was extravagant. Judging from his behavior that morning, he seemed eager to take over the company from his father. He went out alone on the night of the incident, speeding through the night and not returning home until he found his father dead.
His secretary, Ms. He: 22 years old, her photo showed her as plain-looking, seemingly not the type to be a CEO's secretary. It was discovered that since Ms. Ding took over, she had purged all the attractive secretaries around Mr. Wang. She had gone to Europe on a business trip this Tuesday and was currently on a plane back home.
The nanny, Ms. Yu, was 20 years old, a migrant worker from out of town, and of average appearance—a result of Mrs. Ding's careful vetting process. She left in the afternoon after finishing her work on a Friday.
Several other people had been frequently in contact with the deceased recently, two of whom are noteworthy: one was Ms. Ye, a 33-year-old beautiful woman and business partner with whom the two had a close business relationship, though rumors suggest a recent conflict. The other was Mr. Liu, a 45-year-old man and business rival of the deceased; their companies were fierce competitors.
Furthermore, CCTV footage from the villa shows that Ms. Ye visited the villa after the nanny left yesterday afternoon, staying for about an hour and a half before leaving accompanied by the deceased, indicating that everything was normal at that time. There are no further records of anyone entering or leaving the villa after that. A search of phone records before and after the incident by the telecommunications company yielded no valuable clues.
Based on this information, I believe an accidental death is highly likely, which would save us a lot of trouble. If it was murder, oh my god, this is practically a headless case… Just then, the preliminary autopsy report arrived: the cause of death was cardiac arrest, and the deceased suffered from hypertension, hyperglycemia, hyperlipidemia, fatty liver, and benign prostatic hyperplasia… I sincerely felt that it was truly remarkable that this boss had lived to 62.
A burst of noise in the conference room interrupted my thoughts. I looked up at my capable subordinates, who were clamoring for Xu Fengling to give her opinion on the case. The young woman who had just arrived stammered and couldn't say a word. These guys are getting bolder and bolder. I picked up an ashtray and tapped it on the table, and everyone quieted down.
Looking at their behavior just now, I had a general idea of what was going on. They must also think it was probably an accident, otherwise they wouldn't have acted so casually. I said sternly, “What's all the noise about? Use this time to continue the investigation and evidence collection.” Everyone understood and scattered, and in the blink of an eye, only the two policewomen and I were left in the room. Xu Fengling breathed a sigh of relief and looked at me gratefully, leaning closer to ask, "Captain Lin, what do you think of this case?" I countered, "What do you think? Don't worry, just say what you think; every idea is worth considering." Xu Fengling thought for a moment, then boldly said, "I think... could it be a revenge killing or a crime of passion?" I thought to myself, "She's just a young intern after all; she's probably too eager to solve a case." I continued, "So, who are your suspects?" "If it's a revenge killing, two people who had business dealings with the deceased would be suspects; if it's a crime of passion, his wife, nanny, and secretary could all be involved. But..." "But the timing of the crime doesn't match, right?"
“Yes, many people have alibis, they didn’t have the time or opportunity to commit the crime. But if we consider hiring someone to do it…” I looked up at Xu Fengling: “When we investigate suspects, besides the time of the crime, another important basis is the motive. For example, in the crime of passion you just mentioned, what was the nanny and secretary’s motive?” Xu Fengling said: “Maybe, they were the deceased’s mistress or something…” I chuckled inwardly: “With those two looks, trying to be a mistress to a rich man would definitely lead to starvation.” At this moment, Yue’er interjected: “I think it’s unlikely. Even if it was a crime of passion, what would a mistress do to kill her lover? There’s absolutely no benefit to doing so, she’s not an insurance beneficiary and can’t inherit anything.” Xu Fengling seemed to want to insist on her opinion: “Then… is it possible…” "Was it a fight between the two that led to the crime? Like, over some kind of 'keeping money'?" I walked over and patted Xu Fengling on the shoulder. "Killing someone in a fight is a crime of passion, and this case has no flaws so far. If it was a homicide, it must have been carefully planned. Yue'er is right. A mistress killing her lover has no profit to gain, unless it's for personal revenge, but that's less likely. How about this, we'll split up and start from different directions. Yue'er, go and question the two people who had business dealings with the deceased. Ling'er, go to the airport to pick up Secretary He, contact her immediately, and control her movements. I'll go to the scene to look for clues. That's it." I saw Xu Fengling pause for a moment, seemingly not realizing that I was calling her "Ling'er." I chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Little girl, you'll get used to this way of addressing me sooner or later."
We left the room, and Xu Fengling quietly asked Li Xingyue, "Sister Xingyue, Captain Lin called you Yue'er just now, so affectionate, haha." Xingyue blushed slightly, "Little girl, you dare to tease me? Captain Lin calls you that too, he thinks highly of you." Xu Fengling still didn't know what it meant to be thought highly of by me. The two policewomen walked away laughing like that.
(3 The Beginning)
I drove back to the villa where the incident occurred. The sun was already setting. After crossing the cordon, I went up to the second floor of the villa. I had already thoroughly investigated the bathroom and found nothing suspicious. I decided to search the bedroom again.
I walked into the bedroom and felt hot all over. It wasn't like this when I came in the morning. Right, it's the air conditioner. After the deceased passed away last night, the bedroom light and air conditioner were left on until dawn. I turned on the air conditioner and saw that the temperature was set at 18 degrees Celsius. Even in the middle of summer, this temperature was ridiculously low. But considering the boss's chubby figure, it was understandable that he was afraid of the heat.
I continued checking the room. Nothing seemed suspicious, except for a pile of medicine bottles on the bedside table. This wasn't unusual; the deceased had suffered from various health problems before death—a typical "pill addict." Next to them was a pill dispenser with seven compartments, from Monday to Sunday, for convenient weekly doses—a must-have for pill addicts, whether at home or traveling.
The first five compartments were empty, indicating the deceased had taken medication last night. I examined
each bottle, and a thought suddenly occurred to me. I counted the remaining pills in each bottle against the daily dosage instructions. There were no discrepancies; the deceased hadn't accidentally ingested any medication. It seemed I was overthinking it. Wait, what is this white powder in the dispenser?
Modern tablet manufacturing processes are quite advanced. Although tablets dissolve and are absorbed quickly after ingestion, their structure is very sturdy when dry. Unless forcefully crushed or scraped with a hard object, they won't easily crumble into powder. Although there was only a tiny amount of powder in the dispenser, it was enough to catch my attention. I put the medicine boxes into the evidence bag, got up and looked around. There was nothing suspicious. It was getting late, so I headed home.
Stepping out of the villa, I ran into Mrs. Ding, who had just become a widow. This 34-year-old woman greeted me casually, "Captain Lin, what a coincidence to run into you again! How's it going? Any discoveries?" Although she pretended to bump into me by chance, I could tell at a glance she had seen me enter the villa and was intentionally waiting for me. This woman's ability to conceal her feelings was terrible; I could almost read her mind from her expression, even guessing what she was up to. Hmm… if that's the case… it doesn't seem so bad… I said with feigned regret, "I didn't find anything. It seems this is likely an accident…" I paused deliberately, then continued, "However, the final determination will have to wait until all the test results are out tomorrow." As I said this, I clearly saw Mrs. Ding's expression shift from anticipation to relief, and then to tension. Heh, this was exactly the effect I wanted.
I turned to get into my car and leave, but Mrs. Ding hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said to me, "Captain Lin, you've had a hard day. I'm staying nearby tonight, why don't you come over for a visit?" I already knew what she meant, so I went along with it, "Alright, I do have some questions for you. Come on, I'll take your car." I didn't want anyone to see my car parked in her garage and cause unnecessary trouble.
Their place was indeed not far, less than a five-minute drive; it was a small villa. As the car approached, I saw a Ferrari sports car drive out of the garage and speed away.
Mrs. Ding sighed and said, "That kid's out racing again. He's always like this. I'm not his mother, I can't control him." I chuckled inwardly, "You can't control him normally, but tonight you probably can't wait for your brat to go out." After entering the house, Mrs. Ding invited me to sit down and began preparing tea and snacks. As I expected, even the housekeeper had been sent away. While she was busy in the kitchen, I roughly surveyed the corners of the room, confirming there were no surveillance cameras or anything like that, which put my mind at ease.
I went to the kitchen doorway and saw Mrs. Ding standing in front of the cupboard with her back to me, pouring the beaten eggs into the prepared tart shells one by one. From behind, this young widow had her long hair tied up, wore a light blue lounge dress, and was slightly bent forward, her full buttocks slightly protruding. I suddenly felt an urge to rush over, lift her dress, and forcefully thrust my penis between those two buttocks. But I silently told myself: Calm down, today is different from usual, I must make her throw herself into my arms so I can take the initiative.
I left the kitchen doorway and returned to the living room, vaguely hearing a slightly disappointed sigh behind me. Heh, let's see how long this young widow can hold out.
A few minutes later, I sat next to her on the sofa in the living room. The freshly baked tarts tasted pretty good; it seems this young widow is no ordinary pretty face. I picked up a glass of freshly squeezed juice and got down to business: "Mrs. Ding, regarding your husband's situation, please accept my condolences. However, I have a few questions I'd like to ask, and I hope you'll answer them truthfully." Mrs. Ding smoothed her bangs: "Captain Lin, please ask away. Oh, my name is Ding Huiying, you can just call me Huiying, no need to be so formal." I nodded: "I only have two questions I'm interested in. First, do you remember what temperature you set the air conditioner in your husband's room?" Hearing this question, Huiying smiled somewhat helplessly: "He's very sensitive to heat, so even in summer..." She always sets the bedroom air conditioner to 18 degrees Celsius and sleeps wrapped in a blanket. I've argued with her about this before, but I've slowly gotten used to it. "Hmm, so the air conditioner issue isn't unusual." I continued, "Secondly, who's responsible for dispensing your husband's daily medication?" "He dispenses it himself. He takes several kinds of medication every day, and I don't know what each medicine treats or how many pills he takes. He prepares a week's supply himself and carries it with him." She didn't seem to be lying; this woman couldn't hide her feelings, and her emotions were written all over her face. If someone really tampered with those powders, it was likely someone close to her, like the nanny or secretary. I'll investigate the specifics further when I get back, but...maybe it's unnecessary... I finished my juice in one gulp and stood up. "Alright, that's all I wanted to ask. Oh, by the way, think carefully again, is there anything your husband left behind, like notes or anything that could help with the case analysis? Is there anything?" Huiying rolled her eyes, then suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, Captain Lin, come help me move this..." As she spoke, she led me towards the next bedroom.
After entering the room, I deliberately asked, "Where are the things? What do you need me to help you move?" But I heard the door close behind me. I turned around and saw Huiying reach out and turn on the bedside lamp. As the light came on, Huiying's long dress slipped to the floor, the soft light spilling onto her smooth body.
Her long, tied-up hair had been let down, seemingly casually draped over her shoulders; a black demi-cup bra lifted her full breasts, revealing two snow-white hemispheres, their deep red areolas faintly visible beneath the lace trim; a black thong hung from her slender waist, a palm-sized piece of sheer fabric lightly gathering her neatly trimmed pubic hair, a ribbon embedded between her thighs, digging deeply into her buttocks… I feigned surprise and asked, “Mrs. Ding, what is this…” Huiying, exuding a sweet fragrance, approached me: “Didn’t Captain Lin want to see what my husband left behind?” "Here it is. Do you think it will help the case?" I sat down on the edge of the bed, savoring her exquisite body. "Whether it will help or not is hard to say. I need to examine it thoroughly to know." Huiying came to my side, straddled my lap, and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Her mons pubis rubbed against my throbbing penis through my pants. "I know, thank you, Captain Lin. Please examine every part thoroughly..." I pulled Huiying back onto the bed, her breasts pressed tightly against my chest, most of them already spilling out from under my bra. Huiying looked up at me with alluring eyes, her body slowly sliding down, unbuttoning my shirt one button at a time while her tongue swept across my chest and abdomen, occasionally letting out soft, joyful exclamations. No wonder, my figure as a criminal investigation captain was far superior to that of her pot-bellied, dead husband.
In the blink of an eye, Huiying had moved to my lower abdomen. She gently unbuckled my belt and pants, revealing my swollen penis, which was already poised to burst out of my underwear. Huiying pulled my underwear down, and my purplish-red penis, with its prominent veins, sprang out before her. Huiying eagerly opened her mouth and took it in, sucking greedily.
I felt a warm sensation enveloping my penis, her soft tongue swirling around the glans. While enjoying myself, I reminded her, "Huiying, as I said before, the examination needs to be deep..." Hearing this, Huiying increased the intensity of her movements, each thrust pushing my glans deep into her throat. After about five minutes of this deep-throating, I reached out and tugged at her arm. Huiying understood, spat out my penis, and climbed onto the bed.
I sat up, threw off my clothes, shoes, and socks, grabbed Huiying's ankle, and with a slight pull, dragged her to my side. I parted her legs, tore the ribbon of her thong, and slid my glans up and down between her already wet labia, occasionally pressing and teasing her sensitive clitoris.
Huiying's moans grew louder and louder, and she finally couldn't help but speak: "Captain Lin... I can't take it anymore... It's so itchy... Faster... Faster, deeper... Ah... Ah..." I deliberately pressed my penis against her anus: "Where should I go? Is here okay?" Huiying's face was already flushed red: "No, not there... Up... Up... Yes... Deeper into my cunt... Right here... Ugh..." I thrust forward with my waist and abdomen, my penis reaching her core, I could even feel the narrow entrance of her cervix enveloping my glans, a wave of intense pleasure spreading throughout my body. I continued to thrust, repeatedly pounding into Huiying's body.
Huiying's hands tugged at the sheets, her legs wrapped around my waist in rhythm with my movements, her two snow-white breasts trembling with each thrust, as if they were about to jump out of her bra. I simply reached out and pulled down her half-cup bra completely, pinching Huiying's nipples, which had turned dark red, while squeezing her soft breasts.
"Huiying, your breasts feel so good, I wonder how they taste." "Then you can try them as much as you want, today I'm all yours, you can taste them however you like..." I bent down and took Huiying's already erect nipple into my mouth, a faint milky fragrance spreading in my mouth, I couldn't help but knead it hard, taking half of Huiying's breast into my mouth and savoring it.
Having savored her breasts to my heart's content, I propped myself up, raised Huiying's legs, pressed them against my shoulders, and spread them apart, exposing both her genitals and anus to me. I continued thrusting my penis, but not directly to her G-spot; instead, I applied force at an angle, pressing the head against the vaginal walls and scraping it as I pushed in. Huiying finally couldn't bear it any longer, especially when my glans repeatedly rubbed against her G-spot. She convulsed, crying out, "Ah...it feels so good...I'm going to...I'm going to cum..." With her final moan, a warm liquid gushed from the gap between her vagina and my penis.
But my thrusting didn't become smoother due to the lubrication of this fluid; on the contrary, Huiying's vagina contracted violently with each thrust, squeezing my penis tightly, almost forcing it out.
I simply pulled out my penis, flipped Huiying over onto her stomach, raised her buttocks, and thrust my penis deep inside again. Huiying mumbled incoherently, "Captain Lin...you're amazing...better than my husband and son...this is the first time a man has...made me feel so good..." Hearing this, I was so shocked I almost ejaculated. This woman was indeed extraordinary; she even
had an affair with my son. But then I thought, it's not surprising that a woman who just became a widow in the morning and then slept with me that night would do something like this, especially since it wasn't her biological son.
By this time, Huiying was completely exhausted from my fucking and lay limply on the bed. I spread her two plump, white buttocks apart with my hands, pulled out my penis, and smeared the semen on it onto Huiying's anus, saying to her, "What? Tired? There's still one more place I haven't checked." Huiying was too weak to answer. I inserted my penis into Huiying's vagina again, and after it was covered in semen, I began to thrust it forcefully into her anus.
Although Huiying was a mature woman in her thirties, her anus was still tight, making each penetration quite strenuous, but the pleasure it brought me was extraordinary. Huiying moaned happily, swaying her hips from side to side in rhythm with my thrusts.
Finally, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen into Huiying's anus, and she collapsed completely onto the bed... After resting for a while, still panting, Huiying turned around and fell into my arms, looking at me coquettishly:
"How's it going, Captain Lin? How's the investigation of my husband's case?" I sighed: "Even I'm almost drained by you, let alone your husband. It's all his fault for overestimating himself by marrying you, this little vixen. He overworked himself day and night, and his strength gave out, which is why this accident happened—" I deliberately emphasized the word "accident," and Huiying understood what I meant, her face lighting up with joy—I knew it, although this woman was quite smart, all her emotions were written on her face, making her somewhat unreliable. It was better to leave her sooner rather than later.
Seeing that I was leaving, Huiying didn't try to stop me—she was afraid that things might get complicated if I delayed—but she repeatedly told me to come visit often. I thought to myself: I'll definitely come, but I'd better not come often.
The next day, I sat in my office, carefully recalling the whole detail. Apart from the small amount of white powder in the medicine box, there really wasn't anything suspicious. Just then, all the final test results arrived: the autopsy results were normal, and the blood drug concentrations matched the medications the deceased had taken, except for a slightly elevated level of digitalis, but not enough to be fatal. The white powder in the medicine box was digoxin and potassium chloride, which were some pills the deceased had been taking, not some other poison.
The interrogation results for Yue'er and Ling'er also arrived; everything was normal. It seemed all the evidence pointed to an accidental death, and Huiying was completely innocent. The reason she seduced me to quickly close the case was simply because she was afraid we would uncover something else, such as bribery or tax evasion by the company.
And so, a week later, the case was successfully closed as an accident. The funeral, cremation, and memorial service proceeded smoothly. Huiying, as the beneficiary, received the insurance company's compensation, and the deceased's good-for-nothing son took over the company—who knows how he'll manage it.
Everyone was happy, except for Xu Fengling. This new intern detective was eager to solve cases. Hehe, actually, every rookie detective is like that, wishing they could encounter a sensational case every day. Yue'er comforted her, saying, "Don't be discouraged, there's plenty of time. With Captain Lin, you won't have to worry about not having cases to solve." Yes, yes, little Ling'er, with me, you can do more than just solve cases... (4 Shocking Change) That evening after work, the entire office building was deserted, leaving only Li Xingyue and me. Today it was our turn to be on night duty. Sigh, this kind of thing is the most boring, spending the whole night here without closing your eyes, ready to receive calls at any time. But tonight... it shouldn't be too boring, right?
I slowly walked up behind Yue'er. She was looking at the internal webpage on her computer, and I knew the little girl must be incredibly bored. I stood behind her, bent down, and pretended to look at the webpage with her. She stared intently at the screen as well. We stared at the office homepage together for a minute, then suddenly turned to look at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
I reached out and grabbed Yue'er's breasts, kneading them roughly through her police uniform, while biting her earlobe and whispering in her ear, "Little girl, why are you pretending to be so proper in front of me?" Yue'er giggled and dodged, but soon her breathing became heavy. She leaned back against me with an expression of enjoyment, saying, "I wasn't pretending. I've been waiting for you here." I unbuttoned a few buttons on the top of Yue'er's uniform, slipped my hand inside her bra, and kneaded her soft breasts, saying, "It's good that you weren't pretending. Hurry up and show me your true colors." Hearing this, Yue'er suddenly stood up and pushed me into the office chair. Then she knelt between my legs, deftly unbuttoned her pants, took out my penis, and started sucking on it, while simultaneously reaching into her pants and touching her own vagina.
I gazed at Yue'er with satisfaction. This little girl, usually a capable policewoman, was actually incredibly seductive at heart. The first time I subdued her, it really startled me. Now, she's one of my regular lovers.
Yue'er sucked on my penis, her eyes burning with increasing lust. Finally, unable to resist, she stood up, pulling her police uniform trousers and underwear down to her knees, turning her back to me. As I aimed my penis at her entrance, Yue'er slowly sat down.
I wrapped my arms around Yue'er's slender waist, caressing her clitoris, repeatedly thrusting forcefully into the depths of the policewoman's paradise. At this moment, the policewoman had lost all her usual dignity and reserve, completely transforming into a wanton woman.
Just as I was bracing myself for hundreds of rounds of wild fucking, the sound of a book falling came from the doorway. Yue'er and I were startled and looked towards the door at the same time. There stood Xu Fengling, who had already gone home and returned to her dormitory, staring blankly at us from the office doorway. Seeing us all staring at her, Xu Fengling murmured, "I...I forgot my USB drive in the office. I'll come back for it. Captain Lin...or you...you guys continue, I don't know anything." Seeing Xu Fengling turn to leave, Yue'er pulled up her pants and rushed over, putting her arm around Xu Fengling's shoulder and whispering in her ear, "Ling'er, don't go back yet. Captain Lin needs to see you tonight. Come on, come with me." With that, Yue'er half-pulled, half-dragged the bewildered Xu Fengling back.
At this moment, I was sitting in my office chair, my thick, erect penis still standing tall. Ling'er, her face flushed, stood before me with Yue'er's arm around her shoulder. She closed her eyes and said, "Captain Lin... what... what do you want to see me about?" I stood up and walked over to Ling'er. "Your internship in the team is almost over, so it's about where you'll go after you become a full-fledged officer. I want to hear your opinion first—whether you want to stay in the Criminal Investigation Team or go to the Forensic Science Department. Also, the Archives Room is short-staffed right now, and I think a girl would be a good fit there." As a trainee detective, Ling'er naturally dreamed of staying in the Criminal Investigation Team; it had been her lifelong ideal.
She quickly opened her eyes. "I want to stay here, Captain Lin, you... you..." I stepped forward, forcing Ling'er to the table. "Work in the Criminal Investigation Team is very tough. If you want to stay, you have to follow my arrangements and perform well..." As I spoke, I slowly pressed my lips to Ling'er's rosy cheek and gently kissed her.
Ling'er tried to back away, but her waist was pinned against the table, and her upper body was wrapped in my arms, preventing her from struggling. She was too nervous to speak, her eyes pleading for help as she looked at Li Xingyue. Yue'er lightly jumped onto the desk, leaning against Xu Fengling, who pushed her into my arms: "Ling'er, Captain Lin just said that if you want to stay, you have to follow orders and perform well. Besides, haven't you always said that Captain Lin is your idol and that you want to find a husband like him in the future?" Ling'er still couldn't speak. At this moment, her upper body was pressed against the desk, and I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her passionately, slowly teasing her with my tongue. Gradually, Ling'er's body stopped resisting, and her clenched teeth began to loosen. I finally broke in, our tongues intertwining… At the same time, I skillfully unbuttoned Ling'er's police uniform. Ling'er's breasts weren't very large, like Yue'er's, barely qualifying as a C-cup, one in each hand, just enough to fully grasp. Of course, female detectives are generally fit and slender, so their breasts are not large, giving them a unique charm compared to busty housewives like Yu Lin and Hui Ying. Under my double assault, Ling'er's pink nipples slowly hardened, and she let out muffled moans of satisfaction.
Just as I was teasing Ling'er's upper body, Yue'er squatted beside us, her mouth filled with my penis, her hands pulling down Ling'er's police pants and underwear one by one, constantly rubbing Ling'er's full, firm, slightly upturned buttocks and inner thighs. Ling'er finally spoke: "Sister Xingyue...don't do this...it's so itchy...ah...Captain Lin...no..." Just now, my left hand gradually slid down Ling'er's flat abdomen, pressing and slowly rubbing her slightly protruding mons pubis, while using two fingers to separate her tightly closed vulva, and suddenly entered her body as Ling'er screamed. My fingers seemed to touch something, stopping my further penetration.
I was secretly delighted. Little Ling'er, tonight I'll show you for sure that following me not only solves cases but also takes your virginity, haha.
I pulled my penis out of Yue'er's mouth, lifted one of Ling'er's legs and pressed it against the table. Her dark blue police trousers and white underwear were still hanging on her ankles, her dark private parts completely exposed between her spread legs.
I inserted the head of my penis into Ling'er's labia, pressing against her thin hymen. Ling'er, biting her lower lip, had lost her initial resistance; her slightly open eyes seemed to hold a hint of anticipation.
The moment Ling'er had been waiting for finally arrived. With a powerful thrust of my hips, the thin hymen was instantly torn apart. Ling'er let out a muffled groan from her bitten lower lip, her head tilting back. With my forceful thrusting, a stream of bright red blood slowly flowed down her thighs.
And so, I pinned this newly deflowered policewoman down on the desk and vigorously fucked her for a full ten minutes. Her police trousers, hanging from her ankles, were thrown to the ground by her kicks, and her uniform was already open, her white breasts trembling slightly with my thrusts. Ling'er's eyes were glazed, fully enjoying the climax I brought her to.
Yue'er, watching this lewd scene, wasn't to be outdone. She pulled down her police trousers, bent over the desk beside her, and raised her taut buttocks high. Of course, I couldn't neglect this old flame. I pulled out my penis and aimed at Yue'er's vagina from behind, thrusting it in heavily.
After a while, Ling'er, who had just lost her virginity, recovered and, still wanting more, knelt between Yue'er's legs, wrapped her arms around Yue'er's thighs, and tilted her head back, opening her mouth. I understood what she meant, so I pulled out my penis and thrust it into Ling'er's mouth for a deep throat. Then, I repeatedly thrust my penis in and out between Yue'er's vagina and Ling'er's mouth.
Finally, a thick stream of semen gushed out. Just then, I withdrew my penis from Yue'er's vagina, and Ling'er brought her mouth close. Semen sprayed onto Ling'er's face, even splattering onto her rank insignia and badge.
The two policewomen collapsed to the ground, embracing each other, and fell into my arms. To be honest, I was very satisfied with Ling'er's actions tonight. It seems that this girl, like Yue'er, appears to be a cold and aloof female detective, but in reality, they are just like ordinary girls, full of desire for men and sex. Due to their status, they have always suppressed this desire, making it inconvenient to have illicit relations with others, and at the same time, they look down on those pretty boys from the bottom of their hearts.
But once you conquer them with the violence they admire, their inner selves will be exposed, and they may even become lewd harlots.
That was the case when I first possessed Yue'er's body. This female detective, who had beaten down vicious thugs many times, actually longed for a man to conquer her body and soul. Therefore, after I broke her hymen while pinning her down, Yue'er was like a different person in front of me. In private, she even asked me to handcuff her to the wall and beat her with a police belt and baton. During this process, Yue'er repeatedly reached orgasm.
However, we had always been competing one-on-one. But judging from Ling'er's performance just now, Yue'er won't be lonely anymore. Two policewomen sisters, haha, just thinking about it is very exciting... Just as I was embracing the two policewomen and conserving my energy for the next round, the emergency phone in the office suddenly rang. Ling'er was startled and looked up sharply. Yue'er, being more experienced, quickly got up and answered the phone.
"Criminal Investigation Headquarters Duty Room, what's the situation? -- What? Please be more specific -- Okay, 35 kilometers on Chengnan Road, we'll be there soon." From Yue'er's tone, Ling'er and I both realized what had happened and got up to straighten our clothes. Yue'er hung up the phone and said to me, "Captain Lin, a car caught fire at kilometer 35 of Chengnan Road. One person is burned, and another is trapped inside. The cause of the fire is unknown." "Understood. Notify the on-duty personnel to head to the scene immediately. Ling'er, you're not on duty tonight, want to come along?" "Of course, Captain Lin, I'm yours now, don't even think about getting rid of me. Please take care of me in the future." Ling'er was already dressed and had wiped the semen off her face. The little slut had transformed back into a dashing and heroic female detective.
On the way to the scene, I kept thinking, why do I always get calls while I'm with women lately? My luck is really bad.
Upon arriving at the scene, the fire had already been extinguished. The 110 police officers who arrived first briefed us: "The vehicle that caught fire was a Ferrari sports car with local license plates. There were two people in the car at the time of the incident. One person, Wang, the newly appointed chairman of a local group company, escaped with burns. The other person was trapped inside the car and was found dead after rescuers extinguished the fire. The deceased has been identified as the injured man's stepmother, Ding Huiying. The preliminary investigation suggests the cause of the fire may have been spontaneous combustion of the fuel tank..." What?! Ding Huiying? Isn't that the wife of the CEO who died a few days ago? I rushed to the scene. Yes, it was that sports car. The night I went to see Ding Huiying, her son drove away in this car. Now, the boy was lying on a stretcher, his body blackened, being treated by a group of doctors. I looked inside the car. The young woman who had been moaning happily beneath me just days ago was now dead. Had I misjudged? The deaths of both husband and wife couldn't possibly be just a simple accident.
The injured child is still unconscious, so we can only conduct a scene investigation first. The investigation results were unexpected. There was nothing unusual inside the car, and the car suddenly caught fire while parked on the side of the road, with the fire originating from the fuel tank. I shone a flashlight on the half-burnt fuel tank; the gasoline was almost completely burned, with only a small amount remaining at the bottom.
Wait, this doesn't seem to be gasoline. I took some liquid from the bottom of the fuel tank for closer inspection. That's right, it's water. Fuel tank fires are extinguished with dry powder extinguishers, so the water in the fuel tank couldn't have gotten in during the extinguishing process; it must have been present beforehand. There was a small amount of water in the fuel tank, which is definitely not normal.
I squatted by the car and carefully weighed the situation. We closed the previous murder case as an accident, and I even slept with Huiying. Huiying subsequently died in this case. If the two cases were committed by the same person, and the cases were investigated together, it might implicate me. Although I was confident that I hadn't left any evidence, it was best not to take the risk. However, I didn't want to let this lead go. After all, Huiying and I had shared a night of pleasure. It wasn't that we had any feelings for each other, but I felt a bit aggrieved that a woman I had slept with had died under mysterious circumstances.
After careful consideration, I decided not to report the discovery of residual water in the fuel tank to my superiors; I wanted to investigate it myself first.
The next day, all the investigation results were compiled. Except for the piece of evidence I had suppressed, the rest of the investigation results were normal. The burned kid had also woken up. According to his confession, he and Huiying went to the roadside for sex the night before, and in the chaos, the car wasn't turned off. Just as they were reaching their climax, the gas tank suddenly exploded and caught fire. He fled on his own, while Huiying was too late. Good heavens!
I knew this kid was no pushover; I never imagined he'd be having an affair with his stepmother. Now, this kid is in jail for manslaughter, and the case seems to have been classified as an accident again. I continued my investigation secretly.
Soon, the results of the water sample analysis I commissioned from another laboratory came back. There were no unusual components in the water, just some impurities from the combustion. However, I noticed that the water contained phosphoric acid.
The gas tank spontaneously combusted, and the water contained phosphoric acid—I think I've figured something out. This method can indeed ignite the fuel tank. The person who could do this must have had close contact with the car shortly before the incident, but I need more evidence.
I rushed to the villa where Huiying had been staying for the past few days and carefully reviewed the surveillance footage from the garage a few hours before the incident. I finally spotted a familiar figure, and this person was a prime suspect. I copied the video and deleted it from the surveillance footage to continue my private investigation.
In the evening, I quietly sneaked into the residence of the suspect in the video. If I guessed correctly, the evidence should be in the refrigerator, and it hadn't been destroyed yet. Sure enough, I found what I needed in the freezer. To my surprise, I also found a bottle of medicine, digoxin. I had found a pillbox in the bedroom of the deceased CEO surnamed Wang, and the white powder inside contained this ingredient. Hmm... I think I understand now.
(5 Revealed)
It was past seven o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already dark. The office workers were going home after work. The door opened, and a figure walked in, threw down his bag, took off his coat, and went straight to the bathroom to wash his face, washing away the fatigue of the day. I then went to the bedroom to change my clothes.
A scream—
when the bedroom light was turned on, the homeowner finally noticed me sitting on the bed.
"Who are you? How did you get in?"
I showed my police ID and introduced myself with a smile: "My surname is Lin, and I'm the captain of the city's criminal investigation team. I've come here because of the two murder cases that have occurred in the past few days. I've come specifically to talk to Secretary He, and I hope you can cooperate with my work, okay? Ms. He Shuyun." The person in front of me was indeed He Shuyun, the secretary of the victim in the first murder case. However, what surprised me was that I had seen her photo in the files during the initial investigation. In the photo, she looked ordinary, with quite a few pimples and freckles on her face. But the person standing in front of me now was a beautiful woman. It seemed that she had prepared carefully, and even the file photo was specially made up.
He Shuyun tried to appear calm: "Captain Lin, if it's about my company boss, you already talked to me about it last week. I was on the plane when it happened, is there anything else I need to explain?" "Of course there is. We misjudged Mr. Wang's cause of death. While his direct cause of death was cardiac arrest, the underlying cause was likely hyperkalemia." Hearing this, He Shuyun's expression became visibly tense: "This... what does this have to do with me?" I took out the bottle of digoxin: "This is medicine I found in your refrigerator. It's a digitalis drug, used to treat high blood pressure..." "It's for blood pressure. Mr. Wang was also taking this medication before his death. A young woman like Miss He probably wouldn't need it, right?" Seeing He Shuyun remain silent, I continued, "I found a small amount of digoxin and potassium chloride tablet powder in the pill dispenser next to Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang always divided his weekly supply of tablets into portions to take daily. I suspect that before your business trip, Miss He, you replaced the other Friday's tablets in the dispenser with digoxin tablets. Because the white tablets look similar, Mr. Wang wouldn't have noticed. To be absolutely sure, you scraped off the markings on the tablets with a blade, leaving behind that powder." "..."
"Of course, simply taking an overdose of digoxin wouldn't be fatal. You also crushed the sustained-release granules from multiple potassium chloride sustained-release capsules and put them in a single capsule. Because they were crushed, they lost their sustained-release effect. Taking this is equivalent to ingesting a large amount of potassium salts in a short period. Combined with the mild digitalis poisoning caused by the digoxin overdose, this can lead to acute hyperkalemia. The result is a high risk of cardiac arrest, especially for people with poor heart function." "..."
"The reason you chose Friday is because you're familiar with the Wang family's routine and knew he was likely home alone that day. By the next day, the rigor mortis would have passed, and even a blood test wouldn't yield accurate results. Moreover, the brilliance of this method lies in the fact that even if it fails, no evidence will be left behind, especially since you were on a plane that day." He Shuyun suddenly asked, "So, all of this is just your speculation?" I nodded, "Yes, just speculation, absolutely no evidence." He Shuyun's confidence returned: "Without evidence, how can you accuse me based solely on speculation?" I looked into her beautiful eyes: "Ms. He, your first case was flawless. If you stop here, we can't do anything to you. But your murder of Ding Huiying yesterday is irrefutable evidence." I took out a water bottle I found in the refrigerator; inside were several small, fingernail-sized wax-like objects. Seeing this, He Shuyun's face turned pale.
I pointed to the objects and said, "You put white phosphorus in water and froze it into ice, then put it into the sports car's fuel tank. The ice would sink to the bottom and slowly melt. After a while, the white phosphorus would be released and dissolve in the gasoline. White phosphorus has a flash point of only 40 degrees Celsius and is extremely prone to spontaneous combustion at room temperature. When the dissolved white phosphorus comes into contact with air and spontaneously combusts, it will ignite the fuel tank. I realized this when I found phosphoric acid in the water left at the bottom of the fuel tank. This afternoon, I got the surveillance footage from the garage. It was you who put these things into the fuel tank. Ms. He, do you have anything else to explain?" He Shuyun was speechless, her body slowly going limp.
I continued, "At first, I didn't suspect you much because you weren't the beneficiary in this case. Now that the evidence is conclusive, can you tell me your motive? If you have a personal grudge against the boss, why didn't you even spare Ding Huiying?" He Shuyun looked up at me, "Ding Huiying was my father's mistress. This vixen broke up my family and then left my father, taking my father's company's trade secrets with her to marry that man. As a result, my father's company was also squeezed out by that man and eventually went bankrupt. My father was so angry that he had a stroke and was hospitalized. He felt ashamed to face my mother and family. While receiving an IV drip in the hospital, he took advantage of the nurse's inattention and pushed several vials of potassium chloride into his vein, committing suicide. I can't forgive these two people. I want that man to die in the same way as my father..." As she spoke, He Shuyun walked up to me and stretched out her hands, "Captain Lin, I didn't expect that you would discover my carefully laid plan. I have nothing to say. Take me away." I reached out and grasped her delicate wrists, "Take you away? That won't do. I don't have a search warrant or an arrest warrant." He Shuyun looked up at me in surprise.
"As I just said, we have no evidence in Mr. Wang's case; it's all just my speculation. As for last night's incident, the team has already classified it as Mr. Wang's son causing death by negligence. What I just said was just my private investigation. The evidence and videos are all here with me, but I don't want to hand them over yet." I stood up and pulled He Shuyun to my side: "You're not some vicious thug. The target of your revenge killing is dead. You shouldn't be able to commit any more violence, right? I'll keep the evidence. I can charge you anytime I want. The statute of limitations for murder is 20 years. Do you understand?" He Shuyun seemed to understand something, but she was clearly still somewhat unwilling.
I gently pulled her into my arms. "Of course, I won't keep bothering you. You can quietly leave after things have completely calmed down and start a new life. But while you're still here, do you know what to do?" He Shuyun thought for a moment, then looked up and smiled at me, "I understand. We'll both keep quiet, right?" As she finished speaking, her beige dress slipped down to her ankles, and her legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, wrapped around my waist. I've said it before, I like this kind of sensible and obedient woman… The next day, when I woke up, Shuyun was still fast asleep, her arms around my neck, her soft breasts pressed against my chest, and her inner thighs covered in a sticky mixture of semen and vaginal fluid. This woman was truly exhausted from what I had done to her last night.
My phone rang again. I was about to curse inwardly when I realized it was just a text message notification. I reached for my phone; it was a text from Yulin: "Captain Lin, thank you for your care these past few months. My current boyfriend proposed to me the day before yesterday, and I've decided to go to another city with him. I've had a very happy time with you. Best wishes, Yulin." I sighed softly and silently deleted Yulin's number. I didn't reply; I knew she wouldn't receive it. This woman had finally left. Oh well, it was expected. I could only wish her happiness from afar.
I turned back to look at Shuyun beside me. The woman, even in her sleep, had a satisfied, lewd smile on her face. I reached out and pulled her into my arms. Yulin may be gone, but I'll meet many more women like her, won't I?

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